Gongyang Jian announced the results of the draw, and then said, "According to the previous rules, the Flame Temple will face Lingyun Sword Sect in the first round.
Now tell me the names of your five disciples, and then draw lots for another duel."
Since these were old rules, the two major sects did not hesitate and reported the sect disciples who had already prepared.
Gongyang Jian made ten more balls with the names of ten people. With a wave of his hand, the one from Yanshen Temple was sent to the sky above Lingyun Sword Sect, and the other five were the opposite.
"Okay, now let's draw lots again to decide the opponent for the first game."
It must be said that under the auspices of Gongyang Jian, this battle was fair and impeccable.
Ling Jianfei reached out and grabbed a light ball in his hand. After opening it, there were three small words written on it, Huofenggu.
On the other side, Huo Yanzhi opened his palm with Ling Jianfeng written on it.
After seeing this result, everyone present was excited.
No one expected that the young masters of the two sects would face each other as soon as the show started.
Gongyang Jian's face was as dark as water and he continued to preside over the battle.
"Okay, the drawing is over and the first round of the arena battle begins."
After saying that, his figure flashed, disappeared from the ring, and returned to his seat on the high platform.
At the Yanshen Temple, Huo Yanzhi was so happy that he couldn't help but reach out and pat his son on the shoulder.
"Fenggu, this round is up to you."
"Don't worry, father, the kid will definitely win this round!"
Huo Fenggu was full of confidence, soared into the air and jumped onto the ring.
He and Ling Jianfei were both in the early stage of Da Luo Immortal, but in comparison, he was stronger.
It is impossible to win quickly, but after a thousand moves, the opponent will definitely lose.
Because of this, he was full of momentum. Looking at Ling Jianfei who had just jumped onto the ring,
"Admit defeat, you can still save some face."
Ling Jianfei chuckled, his confidence was thousands of times stronger than his opponent's.
I have received advice from the Supreme Sect Master, and my strength has reached the middle stage of Daluo Immortal. How can I be compared to the other party?
"This is what I should say to you. Hurry up and admit defeat, otherwise you will lose embarrassingly later!"
"Bah!" Huo Fenggu spat disdainfully, "I really don't know who gave you the courage to be so arrogant with this young sect leader."
After saying that, he opened his posture and crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if surrounding a ball of flames. This was exactly the starting position of Fire Cloud Palm, the unique skill of Flame Goddess.
As the immortal energy circulated, the hot breath on his body suddenly erupted, and even the temperature in the arena suddenly rose by dozens of degrees.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Flame Temple cheered, and even Huo Yanzhi nodded with satisfaction.
My son is still progressing very quickly, and it is estimated that he will reach the mid-term strength in the next battle between the four major sects.
But before the crowd's cheers could reach the ground, Huo Fenggu suddenly flew backwards like an arrow from a string, and fell to the ground with a plop, causing a cloud of dust to rise.
"Well……"
Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on? Why was he knocked down just after posing?
There is no doubt that it was Ling Jianfei who took action, but unfortunately the speed was so fast that many people did not see clearly what happened.
There was a huge footprint on Huo Fenggu's chest. He had just been kicked hard, and coupled with the frustration in his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He was originally prepared for a protracted battle with them, for three hundred rounds, but he didn't expect to be kicked out with just one move.
He was shocked, angry, and aggrieved, but no matter what, he couldn't understand what happened.
Although he was the party involved, even though he was kicked hard.
But he didn't understand why Ling Jianfei, who was originally about the same strength as him, suddenly seemed like a different person and became so powerful.
Many people present did not see clearly what was going on, but Huo Yanzhi could see it clearly.
Ling Jianfei's explosion lasted only a very short time, but he still felt the aura of the mid-stage Daluo Immortal.
But he was also surprised. Originally, the opponent's strength was not as good as his own son's, so how could he break through so quickly?
"You...you sneak attack on me!"
Huo Fenggu roared with endless anger and unwillingness.
He had just been instantly beaten, and he didn't feel Ling Jianfei's true cultivation level at all.
In their hearts, the two of them are equally powerful, and I still have a slight advantage. I don't want to believe that the other is stronger than me anyway.
But now that it has failed like this, we can only say that the other party was a sneak attack, otherwise there is really no other reason.
Ling Jianfei laughed heartily and happily.
The two are old rivals. They have fought for so many years without gaining any advantage. Today they finally beat each other in seconds. It feels so good from the tips of their hair to the tops of their toes.
"Huo Fenggu, you're already posing like that, and you're still shamelessly calling me a sneak attack!"
"I……"
Huofeng Gu's face turned red, his chest felt hot, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Okay, everyone be quiet!"
Gongyang Jian's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"According to the previous rules, as long as you are on stage, there is no sneak attack. I officially announce that Ling Jianfei, the Lingyun Sword Sect, won the first round."
He is a special envoy sent from above, and he is a powerful person in the middle stage of the Immortal King. He has extremely strong prestige and status on the scene.
So when these words came out, there was a moment of silence, and no one dared to raise any objection.
Even though Huo Fenggu was extremely angry and aggrieved in his heart, he had no choice. If he lost, he lost, and the result could not be changed.
He returned to his seat and looked at the remaining four disciples.
"Brothers, come on stage later and beat me to death. You must vent this bad breath for me!"
Nowadays, the people of Yan Temple share the same hatred, and since he is the young sect master, it is natural that he is indispensable to please him.
One by one, they slapped their chests loudly, indicating that they must take revenge.
Under the auspices of Gong Yang Jian, the second round of drawing began.
Huo Yanzhi looked gloomy and stretched out his hand to grab the second ball of light. After opening it, the words Ling Jiansi were written on it.
On the other side, Ling Jianfeng grabbed a ball of light and drew the Fire Wind Remnant from the Flame Temple.
This guy is not the strongest, but his strength is definitely at the forefront among the five participating disciples. He has reached the middle stage of Daluo Immortal a hundred years ago.
He is also arrogant and arrogant, and no one dares to offend him on weekdays.
"Junior Brother, just wait, Senior Brother, I will tear that boy to pieces to avenge you!"
The four major sects are all very familiar with each other, especially the top disciples. He knows very well what kind of strength Ling Jiansi is.
Huo Fengcan jumped onto the ring with a majestic look, raising his hand to point towards Lingyun Sword Sect.
Ling Jiansi stood up. Under the gaze of everyone, his face turned pale and his legs were trembling slightly.
Ling Jianfeng frowned: "What are you doing? Why don't you get on stage quickly?"
"Yes Yes!"
Ling Jiansi agreed and climbed onto the ring fearfully.
Seeing him like this, everyone around him couldn't help laughing.
"The Lingyun Sword Sect is indeed the weakest among the four major sects. It seems that the victory just now was just a fluke..."
"Yes, Ling Jianfei is the son of the sect master. He receives special care and it is understandable that his cultivation level will improve.
The same cannot be said for others. Look at this, how frightened they were before even going on stage..."
"There's nothing I can do. I'm in the middle stage of Daluo Immortal. It's normal for the little guy to be scared. If I just admit defeat..."
