"Look! That's Senior Brother Huang, the inner genius!"
"The green-robed warrior on his left is the inner genius, Senior Brother Ke!"
"See, these are all top geniuses. It is said that they have few opponents in the inner sect, and it is even difficult to defeat them!"
"There is also the gray-robed Senior Brother Xuan. He may look young, but his strength is no less than theirs. It is said that he is highly appreciated by the elders of the inner sect!"
Looking at these inner geniuses, everyone exclaimed and praised, and the noises kept coming and going!
"The top genius in the inner sect?" Jiang Tian turned his head and looked over there, his expression couldn't help but a flash of light blooming in his eyes!
"The breath is so deep, these people are indeed not weak in cultivation!"
After watching for a moment, Jiang Tian couldn't help but nodded slowly and murmured to himself.
Although these people haven't taken action yet, they are already showing some invisible domineering attitude, which is obviously not on the same level as people like Di Feng.
They walked forward calmly under the gaze of everyone, as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard. There seemed to be nothing special about them, but it was precisely because of their strong strength that they could have such a calm momentum!
Warriors who have reached a certain level of strength will naturally have enough self-confidence, which is enough to allow them to remain calm and calm in any environment.
But after a moment, Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but frown!
He suddenly discovered that several of the top geniuses in the inner sect were looking at him coldly, with rather contemptuous expressions.
When he looked over with doubts and inquiring eyes, the other party smiled coldly and withdrew his gaze with disdain!
Jiang Tian frowned and was speechless, touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then shook his head and let out a sigh.
After a while, these people stepped onto the ring one after another, but they all acted in a calm and calm manner, and some even seemed a little careless.
But even so, the power of their attacks is shocking!
The yellow-robed disciple waved his palm coldly, seemingly unconcerned, and a wave of spiritual power suddenly surged in the void, knocking his opponent out of the ring without any explanation.
But his expression was dull from beginning to end, as if the person he was fighting against was not a fellow disciple, but just a training stone or a machine puppet!
The same was true for the Qingpao disciple surnamed Ke. He walked onto the ring with his hands behind his back. When the opponent finished greeting him, he just stepped forward with his right foot, and the tyrannical pressure knocked the opponent away in one fell swoop!
The same is probably true for several other people, because their strength is obviously a level higher than that of their opponents, and they win with almost no effort.
As for the gray-robed disciple named Xuan, he did not rush to take action after he came on stage. Instead, he glanced in the direction of Jiang Tian with a deep expression, and then calmly took action after looking back.
However, his way of attacking was rather special. He just swayed and circled around his opponent in an instant. The opponent was swept off his feet by a powerful spiritual force and exclaimed "on his own".
Flying out of the ring!
The actions of these people all caused everyone to scream and cheer, and the atmosphere in the square reached its peak.
You know, every match they had before this was just a routine. After they came on stage, they would blow their opponents away with just their coercion.
Being able to be a little more serious now is an eye-opener for everyone!
After watching these competitions, Jiang Tian also realized that the strength of these people was indeed very good, and they could not be compared to someone like Di Feng.
This round of competition ended quickly. After half of them were eliminated, there were less than two hundred disciples left, and it was already afternoon.
However, the senior officials of the sect had no intention of stopping at all. As soon as the last competition ended, the elders of the sect immediately ordered the deacon disciples to draw lots in the preparation area.
After the drawing, there was still no rest time, and all the qualified disciples immediately began to compete on the stage in the order of their lottery numbers.
After previous rounds of elimination and squeezing, those "parallel import" disciples have long been eliminated without a shadow. At this time, the remaining people are all powerful genius disciples!
Jiang Tian's luck didn't seem to be very good, as he got the No. 9 lottery, but it didn't seem too bad. His opponent was not a highly anticipated top inner sect master, but a disciple with relatively average strength.
But this is also a relative term. Compared with those before, this opponent is not bad at all!
Judging from the cultivation aura of this red-robed disciple, it would not be a problem to at least defeat someone like Di Feng.
"I am inner disciple Fu Yan! Are you Jiang Tian?" Red-robed disciple Fu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and said proudly.
"It's me." Jiang Tian nodded without any special reaction. The aura around him was still extremely stable, and there was no trace of nervousness on his face.
This attitude made Fu Yan a little dissatisfied. He glanced at Jiang Tian and frowned slightly.
This junior from the outer sect of the Chongyang Realm was actually so calm and composed, with a serious expression on his face, which was simply a form of contempt for him.
"Jiang Tian, although you have performed well before, don't be too proud. When you meet me, there is no other possibility but defeat!"
"Really?" Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, his expression indifferent.
"Although your cultivation level is not weak, it doesn't matter to me. It's useless to talk about it. Let's just see the truth."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yan's face suddenly darkened and he felt very angry.
"Hmph! If you weren't so arrogant and self-righteous, you might be able to stay in the ring for a while longer. Now, get off here!"
Fu Yan shouted coldly, and the aura around him suddenly surged, and the billowing spiritual power surged out and swept towards Jiang Tian without any explanation, showing the powerful strength of the late Xuanyue Realm!
But to Jiang Tian, this was nothing at all.
The sect's martial arts competition was now coming to an end, so there was no need for him to hide and tease him anymore, he could just let it go.
But it is a pity that this inner disciple named Fu Yan is not enough to force him to show his true strength!
"Senior Brother Fu, be careful!" Jiang Tian shouted coldly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped out leisurely.
After hearing his reminder, Fu Yan not only did not feel helpful, but felt greatly humiliated!
In a competition in the ring, only if both sides are of similar strength or one side is obviously dominant will they say this and have this kind of attitude.
Of course, sometimes the party that is obviously at a disadvantage will use this special way to express its respect and admiration.
But Jiang Tian obviously didn't mean any of these things, and his words even revealed an arrogant air of being confident and sure of victory!
Isn't it too arrogant for a junior from the Chongyang realm to be so arrogant in front of a genius like him, the Xuanyue realm?
"Boy! You are so crazy!"
Fu Yan roared angrily, and the fighting spirit around him suddenly surged. With a flick of his arms, the red flame-like spiritual power suddenly swept towards the opposite side. And he himself followed closely and took a step forward, with two strange red waves between his palms.
Colorful spiritual flames swirled around it, carrying two astonishing powers that crushed the void and blasted towards Jiang Tiandang's chest!