The two successfully entered the third hall, and then came to the martial arts training ground. At this moment, the martial arts training ground had already begun to compete, and the registration area was already empty.
Mu Feng hurriedly ran over, feeling a little annoyed. If he had known this, he would have come back earlier, and he would not be in this embarrassing situation.
"I want to sign up!" He slapped his badge directly on the table.
An old man was taking notes at the registration place. After looking at Mu Feng, he slowly shook his head and said, "Stop making trouble, you are only at the late stage of the sixth level of Nirvana. You can't even come to the third hall. Why should you sign up?"
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But Mu Feng pushed his badge over and said, "I am indeed from the Third Hall. I came late because of something. I'm really sorry, but the competition has just started, so it's not too late, right?"
The old man looked at his waist badge and found that he was really from the Third Hall. He couldn't help but look Mu Feng up and down with a look of surprise. He had never seen anyone enter the Third Hall after reaching the sixth level of Nirvana.
"The drawing has ended, of course it's too late. I think you should wait until next year. But why have I never seen you?"
Mu Feng sighed, feeling a little annoyed, and said casually: "I have only been in the third palace for nine months, and I have been cultivating in the Cave Heaven Paradise."
"Oh, that's it." The old man returned the badge.
But at this moment, Lin Pingzhi, the master of the third hall, slowly walked over with a gentle smile on his face.
"Why did you come now?"
"Lord Hall Master, I have been practicing, so I missed it. I'm really sorry." Mu Feng cupped his hands and said.
But Lin Pingzhi slowly shook his head and said, "Sorry, you're not too late. Come and register him." His last words were directed at the person who signed up.
But the old man looked puzzled and said: "Master, the drawing has ended, how can you force someone in?"
"No, does anyone have a bye?" Lin Pingzhi smiled faintly.
The old man suddenly realized it and quickly registered Mu Feng.
"Thank you, Master!" Mu Feng was very happy.
"It doesn't have to be like this. That brat Luo Yuanping asked me to help take care of you. This is what I should do. And if you don't perform well, then I won't have anything to take care of you in the future." Lin Pingzhi winked at him.
Mu Feng suddenly realized that it seemed that the five palace masters of the Martial Arts Temple all had a very good relationship. They just felt a little wronged by the brother who had the bye.
I was originally happy to advance to the next round without having to compete, but I didn't expect that I would be forced into an opponent.
However, Lin Pingzhi also went over and told the monk about it. Even if he didn't want to, it was already decided that there would be no byes in this first round.
Mu Feng and Wu Hairou squeezed to the front at this moment, looking at the fight between those on the martial arts ground and feeling slightly surprised in their hearts.
Among these people, there are not only masters at the mid-seventh level of Nirvana, but also masters at the late seventh-level Nirvana level. They are all very powerful.
It seems that Wu Hairou, the eighty-fifth, may have some moisture in it.
However, there are only a few monks at this level, and most of them are still at the early stage of the seventh level of nirvana. Mu Feng's opponent is also a monk at the early stage of the seventh level.
There are a total of hundreds of people participating in the competition. They have to go through three rounds of competition. The opponents in the competition are all determined by drawing lots. Only the fifteen people who remain can enter the second hall and challenge the strong ones on the Wuyang God List.
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At this time, the area surrounding the martial arts training ground was also full of monks from the Third Hall, and even people from the other Fourth and Fifth Halls came to join in the fun.
After all, watching other people's battles may give you some insights.
Amidst bursts of cheers, many of the winners walked off the training ground in high spirits, while those who lost sighed.
Some of the people look very young, so if they can't win this competition, they will have to leave the Martial Arts Temple.
This is the situation that most monks will face. After they age, they can only leave sadly, or stay in the royal family, or go to other forces.
And fifty years old is still very young for monks in the upper world, so no one can say for sure what achievements he will have in the future.
However, many of the famous strong men in Wuyang Divine Kingdom now came from the Martial Divine Kingdom.
In just half a day, the first round of competition came to an end, and it was finally Mu Feng's turn.
As soon as Mu Feng came on stage, he immediately caused an uproar, and people around the martial arts training ground started talking about it.
"That's right, why is he a monk in the late sixth level of Nirvana?"
"Are you going to the wrong place?"
"Hey, haven't you heard that a monk from the Fifth Hall was promoted to the Third Hall before?"
"Is there such a thing? An exceptional promotion, but this is unheard of!"
Voices of suspicion immediately reached the martial arts training ground.
Mu Feng felt helpless. He had such troubles because his realm was not high enough. However, the speed of his realm improvement was very fast, but the time to reach the upper realm was still short.
The monk who originally had a bye but now became his opponent also came to the martial arts training ground at this moment, with a touch of anger on his face.
He was also a monk at the early stage of the seventh level of Nirvana. He could have been promoted to the next level effortlessly, which gave him a better chance of winning.
But who knew that Mu Feng would show up halfway.
"Boy, are you here to make fun of me? In this state, I can't bear to attack you. Just give up and leave." He said perfunctorily.
Mu Feng was not angry, and just said two words slowly: "Ask me!"
"It seems that you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin. Although I have a bye spot, it doesn't mean that I am not strong enough. It seems that I have to teach you a lesson!"
He said coldly, and went straight to Mu Feng without using the holy weapon!
The powerful Saint Yuan surged out of his body at this moment, and in the blink of an eye it came to Mu Feng, and then punched him hard!
Mu Feng stood still and didn't move. If it was a competition of physical strength, he wouldn't even be afraid of physical training, let alone the person in front of him.
However, this person underestimated him because of his level, so he did not use his full strength in this punch.
"Get serious!"
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and punched him straight. This punch didn't even use any holy energy, and it looked ordinary.
The monks outside the martial arts training ground immediately laughed. They obviously didn't have an advantage in realm, but they were still so confident.
"I think this kid is just here to make fun of you!"
But soon, the smiles on those people's faces solidified.
Because Mu Feng punched out and collided hard with his opponent's fist, his opponent actually stepped back more than ten meters and managed to regain his balance, looking very embarrassed!