"It's that boy! The boy who competed with Di Feng just now!"
Several inner disciples glanced at the crowd angrily, and soon found the person who spoke, it was Jiang Tian!
"That's unreasonable!"
"Arrogant leader, I think you really don't know how to live or die!"
"Hmph, you're such a stupid young man, if I ever meet you, I'll beat you until you cry for father and mother!"
Facing the threats from everyone, Jiang Tian didn't care, he looked calm and sneered.
"The competition is measured by strength, not words. No matter how hard you speak now, it's useless no matter how loud you shout."
Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, looking at the other party with disdain, without any fear.
Others may be afraid of these inner disciples, but he is not!
If the other party is allowed to belittle them, the momentum of these outer disciples will undoubtedly become even lower.
This is not just a matter of the result of the competition and whether you can pass the test, but a ruthless blow to your confidence in martial arts!
As a member of the outer sect, he absolutely cannot tolerate the other party so wantonly destroying these fellow sects who already lack confidence in martial arts, lest they lose their will to practice.
"Oh shit! This kid is so arrogant!"
An inner disciple sneered proudly, eyes as wide as cowbells, and looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.
If the words just mentioned were spoken by an inner genius, they would never have any overreaction.
But the person who spoke happened to be an outer disciple with mediocre strength, which seemed very inappropriate for his status!
"Hmph! How dare an outer disciple make such arrogant remarks? Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"
"Haha, where is Di Feng? Where is Di Feng?"
A yellow-faced inner disciple immediately turned around and glanced around, and in a blink of an eye he found Di Feng deep in the crowd.
"Difeng, why did you become the laughing stock of the inner sect and be laughed at by the outer sect disciples? How did you get around?"
"What did you say?" Di Feng's face darkened when he heard this, and he walked over angrily.
"Well, it's him. He just said that our inner disciples are arrogant and have the same virtue as you!"
The yellow-faced inner disciple pointed at Jiang Tian and said with a sneer.
"That's unreasonable!"
Di Feng's eyes fell on Jiang Tian and he immediately became furious. Murderous aura surged around his body. He could hardly restrain the urge to take action and stared at Jiang Tian and cursed angrily.
"Damn you, you are really getting bolder and bolder!"
Jiang Tian's face darkened and he said coldly: "What, the lesson just now wasn't enough? Now you want to fight with me again, right?"
"Arrogant minion, don't think that I dare not touch you!" Di Feng gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, his face extremely gloomy.
"Hmph, it seems you don't have a long memory. Okay, if you want to do something, I'll be with you anytime." Jiang Tian smiled coldly and looked calm.
A ferocious look flashed in Di Feng's eyes: "Okay! Just let me..."
"Di Feng! Don't be so impulsive!" Mu Yunduan strode forward and grabbed him, raising his finger to point in the direction of Ling Xiao in the spectator seats.
"Don't you think you were embarrassed enough just now? The second round of martial arts has not started yet. If you dare to force a move, Ling Xiao will definitely become furious. Who can protect you by then?"
Di Feng's face stiffened when he heard this, and the corners of his eyes twitched wildly. Out of fear of Ling Xiao, he had to endure it, but the hatred in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"That's unreasonable!" Di Feng gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, staring at Jiang Tian: "Boy, just wait, if we meet later, see how I deal with you?"
"Haha, it's not certain who will win or lose. Are you so confident?"
Jiang Tian smiled leisurely and looked sly.
"You...you are too damn arrogant!" Di Feng gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, his voice making the void buzz.
A Chongyang Realm minion dared to say such things to him, he was so arrogant!
If there were no senior members of the sect present, he would rush up to Jiang Tian and teach Jiang Tian a lesson no matter what.
At this moment, the roar in the square gradually began to subside. As the last batch of outer disciples decided the winner, the first round of martial arts competition came to an end.
"Finally passed!"
"After all this hard work, I finally advanced to the second round!"
"I wonder what kind of tests are waiting for us later?"
"What the hell, if you pass the first round, it will be smooth, and you will make money no matter what happens later!"
A fat disciple waved his hands and laughed, not caring, and walked out of the battlefield with dozens of fellow disciples.
However, when they came to the winner's area with excitement and saw a large number of inner disciples with strong auras and arrogant looks, their faces suddenly became stiff, and the previous excitement and joy quickly faded away.
"Alas! So what if we pass the level? The opponents get stronger as time passes. We still have no hope!"
"Haha, each of these inner disciples is stronger than the last. It's even harder to get an advantage from them than to reach the sky!"
"That's all, passing the first round is already an unexpected surprise, and I don't dare to ask for anything more!"
"I have to say that how much we can pass is thanks to the rules of this martial arts competition. If we don't do this, we may not have a chance to break into the first round."
Everyone recalled the previous situations and couldn't help but feel lucky.
If they followed the rules of previous years and randomly drew lots for a two-on-one fight, they wouldn't even have a chance to choose their opponent.
However, this time the rules gave them some opportunities to exploit loopholes and gain advantages, allowing them to hide for a while, avoid the impact of the inner sect masters, and then choose opponents with relatively weak strength to challenge.
Because of this, they who complained a lot at the beginning are now thankful for this weird rule.
"You just passed the first round, look at how excited these minions are!"
"Hmph! With your little potential, I think you should hurry up and get off to the viewing platform. I don't even bother to fight with you!"
"My minions are my minions. Even if you take turns, you will never hurt me even a hair!"
Many inner disciples shook their heads and scorned him, not hiding the contempt and disdain in their hearts.
The faces of these outer disciples were ashen, but they were unable to refute. They could only bow their heads and sigh as they quickly walked to the queue of outer disciples to avoid the sight of these inner geniuses.
In the audience seat, the silver-robed elder took a few steps forward and spoke leisurely!
"Not bad! Everyone performed very well in the first round of martial arts competition. Now the second round of martial arts competition begins. The rules of the second round are also very simple!"
As the words spread, the disciples in the square became energetic and listened attentively.
The silver-robed elder smiled proudly: "Have you seen the arena in front of you? As long as you get on the arena and defeat more than ten challenges from your fellow disciples, you will become the champion and qualify for promotion!"
The words echoed leisurely in the square, but everyone's faces became solemn.
"What? Defeat the challenge of more than ten fellow disciples!" "Hiss! Isn't this too difficult?"