Tang Qianyi announced, and people from all factions became excited.
The rules of this ancient martial arts tournament are very simple.
Anyone who is in the martial arts world is eligible to participate.
Each force can send up to three people to compete on stage.
The strength of those who take the stage is limited to those below the Taoist realm, and those who have entered the Taoist realm are not allowed to participate.
The one who can stand till the end is the champion.
By analogy, the second and third place are determined.
The top three plus a candidate recommended by the host will be qualified to enter the Apocalypse Space.
However, once in the ring, life or death does not matter.
In this way, most people who are not strong enough can avoid wasting time by going up.
As long as you get on the stage, you have two tools.
Otherwise, your life may be in vain.
Of course, most people in the ring will hit the mark and be merciful.
After all, there is no deep hatred between each other, and they will not kill each other.
What's more, after the ancient martial arts conference, there is a life and death competition, which is dedicated to settling the grievances between the major forces.
In a life-and-death contest, you can also go on stage in the Dao realm and challenge the enemy.
If you dare not go to the stage to fight a life or death battle, you must meet the requirements of the challenging party.
Of course, the requirements cannot be excessive and must be reasonable.
The five major aristocratic families and the host will serve as the notary and maintain fairness and notarization based on the reasons for the enmity between the two parties and the consequences.
Keep the challenger's requirements within a reasonable range.
Otherwise, someone gets an arm chopped off.
But asking the other party to commit suicide as a whole, isn't that nonsense?
Precisely because of the existence of life and death competition, all parties have some scruples in the process of competing for the top three.
It's not a life-and-death feud, so I don't dare to kill him easily.
To prevent the other party from entering the Dao realm and launching a challenge in a life-and-death contest, it would not end.
This is almost not the first time for all the major forces to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference.
The rules of the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament are very clear.
Soon, someone started to take the stage.
However, everyone knows that the real strong man is behind.
Those who started to take the stage were appetizers.
While everyone was watching the match, they were discussing this year's seeded players.
Ling Tian sat in the stands, listening to everyone's discussion, and got a general understanding of some of the popular players in the top three.
The favorite to win the championship is Huang Shang from the Huang family, one of the five aristocratic families.
As well as Tang San of the Tang Sect, Monk Yi Kong of the Shaolin Sect, and Fazhen of the Wuji Sword Sect.
In addition, the other four of the five major families, as well as the major ancient martial arts sects, all have seed players.
However, compared to the previous four, they are much worse.
Unless you are unlucky or hide your strength, you may still have a chance to compete in the top three.
Otherwise, the top three will basically emerge from those four seeded players.
"Young Master, shall we participate?"
Watching the fight on the stage, Zhang Zhaoyuan was eager to give it a try and asked Ling Tian.
Since then, he has learned the Ten-Destroying God Formation and reached the stage where one person can form the formation.
Zhang Zhaoyuan and others were so confident that they no longer took all the forces in the world seriously.
When Ling Tian heard this, he raised the corner of his mouth and said.
"Of course I participated."
"Go on, go up and practice your skills!"
Zhang Zhaoyuan was immediately overjoyed, agreed, and walked towards the ring.
After signing up at the registration office, I watched helplessly as one of my opponents was knocked off the stage.
Then, Zhang Zhaoyuan jumped onto the ring.
"Who are you? Which sect do you come from?"
On the stage was a young man in his early twenties from the Kunlun Sect. He had just experienced a battle and was slightly out of breath.
"My name is Zhang Zhaoyuan, from the Hall of Hades."
Zhang Zhaoyuan reported his name.
The crowd in the audience immediately became agitated.
Just now, everyone saw Zhang Zhaoyuan and others fighting with the people from the Tangmen Law Enforcement Hall.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhaoyuan, who has not even reached the level of a martial arts master, would dare to come on stage?
Will people from all sects be as shameless as the Tang Sect Law Enforcement Hall and fake a fight with you?
"Get him down!"
"Do you really think you are invincible?"
"An ant who is not even a martial arts master dares to come on stage?"
"The Hall of Hades is full of clowns."
Hearing people's shouts, the Kunlun disciples smiled on their faces.