It has to be said that this stone tablet test method is very effective and saves a lot of time. Most of the contestants were screened out in just the first level.
There were originally over a hundred people who came to compete, but only eight people were able to advance to the second level!
Among them are the Wudang Wulong Envoy, the Tang Clan White Dragon Envoy, Sima Ku from the Beggar Clan, Murong Fei from the Murong Family, and Tang Feng, the Dragon Thorn Envoy. In addition, there are three children of the hidden family.
Of course, everyone also knows that there are many masters in the world, including many disciples of famous sects such as Songshan Shaolin Temple, and many talented people.
But none of them participated. On the one hand, it was certainly due to their seclusion and no involvement in the world. More importantly, these famous sects did not agree with the martial arts conference called by Zu Long.
Because in the arena, there is another martial arts conference with a louder statement and a greater background.
In addition, there is another event with more advanced specifications, which basically only top experts can participate in, which is known as the Huashan Sword Discussing Event.
In a sense, the martial arts conference held by the Dragon Group was more mundane.
Because Zulong's ultimate goal is to favor the country, his sincere intention is to cultivate more young masters to guard the safety of China.
Although only eight people advanced to the second round in the end, no one left the show midway. After all, these eight people are undoubtedly the outstanding figures of the younger generation.
A battle of this level is undoubtedly quite intense and exciting, and is rarely seen on ordinary days. What's more, those who did not advance were each given ten Qi Gathering Pills as compensation.
For them, there is no loss per se, and besides, the first level assessment is very fair and impartial, so they have nothing to complain about.
The eight people who advance to the second round need to draw lots to determine their opponents according to the competition system, and the competition is a knockout system, which means that the losers are directly eliminated and the winner advances.
"The eight of you can go up and draw lots now. There are only four serial numbers in the box. Those who draw the same serial numbers will be the ones to compete on the same stage!"
The Black Dragon King waved his hand. As the only master of the Aperture Master in the audience, he was also a nine-level Aperture Master, a peerless power who had opened up almost seventy-two acupoints in his body.
His words themselves represent a kind of authority that cannot be questioned by anyone!
Although in the dragon group, he is known as the Black Dragon King, one of the two dragon kings, in the martial arts world, he is even called the Black Dragon Leader!
In the Tongqiao teaching realm, his strength alone can establish a religion, and he can be called the leader of a religion!
Of course, this is only relative to small sects. As for the famous sects and hidden clans in the world, if they want to be called the masters of a sect, they must at least have the realm of the True Yuan Martial Lord!
As for condensing Xuandan and entering the realm of kings, not even China, even if we look at the entire world, there is not much.
After the Black Dragon King finished speaking, the eight people immediately stepped forward. Tang Feng didn't want to compete for the lead. Anyway, it didn't mean much to him.
Murong Fei took the lead and quickly drew a number from the box. The card showed one.
After drawing, he immediately turned around, walked to Tang Feng, showed the cards, and said coldly: "Did you see my serial number?"
Tang Feng smiled lightly and said: "I'm not blind, so I can naturally see."
Murong Fei gritted his teeth and said, "I just hope that you won't get one like me, otherwise..."
He didn't say the next words, and of course there was no need to say them, because everyone already understood.
Although the Black Dragon King was listening on the sidelines, he did not say anything. Although the Dragon Group had explicitly banned internal strife, Murong Fei was not a member of the Dragon Group and he had no right to take care of it.
What's more, martial arts conferences, in a sense, are also for the purpose of resolving conflicts between each other in an open and fair manner.
The rest of the people quickly drew out their respective serial numbers. The Wulong Envoy's brand number was two, and he faced a child of the hidden family who was also wearing azure blue.
Sima Ku was the third, and he also faced a family member who was wearing linen clothes and having a pockmarked face.
The White Dragon Envoy is the fourth, and he is also a descendant of a large hidden ancient martial arts family.
As for Tang Feng, even if he hasn't drawn yet, the result has already been announced.
When Murong Fei saw this, he raised the corner of his mouth, showing a strong sense of teasing and provocation, and said: "Tang, do you know that I have been waiting for this day for forty-nine days!"
"I'm waiting for you!" After saying this, Murong Fei shook his robe and strode off the stage.
Although the result has been announced, Tang Feng still had to walk over, reach into the box and draw a serial number. The result is self-evident, it is naturally one.
In other words, in the first game, he faced off against Murong Fei, because the card numbers not only determine who will fight against each other, but also the order in which they appear.
"Everyone, please take a short rest outside the venue. Those who have drawn number 1, be prepared and come on stage in five minutes!" The Black Dragon King waved his black robe.
Everyone then stepped down one after another, and Tang Feng returned to where he originally stood.
Mao Shiba shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that the young master would confront him so quickly."
Tang Feng smiled lightly and said: "This is called enemies on a narrow road!"
Mao Shiba said: "Looking at his aura, this Murong Fei is only at the second level of opening pulses, and he has just broken through, and his aura seems to be unstable. He himself does not pose much of a threat, but this Gusu Murong can inherit the
For thousands of years, his family has learned the Tao of others, but it should not be underestimated."
Tang Feng nodded. Of course he agreed. In the world of martial arts, being able to pass down the legacy for thousands of years is already extremely extraordinary.
Mao Shiba added: "What's more, this Murong Fei seems to have understood the second level of the secret skill of turning the world around. I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to deal with. The young master cannot take it lightly."
Tang Feng smiled noncommittally. Although the Murong clan in Gusu was not simple, I am afraid that Murong Fei was not enough.
The bamboo forest suddenly fell into silence for a moment again, the cold wind tightened, and the atmosphere seemed to be more solidified than before. Five minutes later, the voice of the Black Dragon King suddenly sounded: "Now, the two people who have drawn the number one, come on stage!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Fei suddenly turned over and nailed himself to the martial arts field with a bang. Looking at him, it was obvious that he was impatient.
Tang Feng shook his head at this and walked slowly towards the martial arts field ahead.
Mao Shiba suddenly shouted: "Master, your dragon spear." He didn't forget to hand over the dragon spear.
Tang Feng paused, turned around and smiled lightly, saying: "He is not worthy of me using the Dragon Spear!"
After saying this, Tang Feng suddenly became angry, turned over in the air, and landed on the court.
It was mid-morning, and the sun was gradually shining brightly. The blazing light shone through the bamboo forest and shone on the two of them.
Murong Fei's eyes suddenly became hot, and strands of compelling light shot out from his eyes, as if he wanted to shoot Tang Feng through.