A month later, the Tianxia Martial Arts Hall built on the outskirts of Chang'an was finally completed. All parties that had received invitations had begun to move in, and everything was ready.
On the day of the opening ceremony of the Martial Arts Festival, Li Shimin also came here specially to witness this martial arts event. In addition, qualified civilians in Chang'an also came to watch the usual martial arts competitions. Of course, this is not free.
To watch, except for the martial artists who have signed up to participate in the martial arts competition, the rest of the people must purchase tickets to enter the venue.
Even so, there is still an endless stream of people coming to watch the game. Entertainment activities in ancient times were too scarce. Now when encountering such a grand event, the people's enthusiasm is naturally high. Fortunately, Yan Ling took this into consideration and asked the Ministry of Industry to organize the Martial Arts Association.
The venue was built extremely vast, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate this steady stream of spectators.
"Come, come, it's Song Que, the Heavenly Sword!"
"Look, that's the Martial Lord Bi Xuan over there!"
"Wow, Sanren Ning Daoqi is here too!"
Yan Ling and other top masters slowly walked onto the high platform of the martial arts hall. Li Shimin sat at the front, and the rest of them found their own seats to sit down, while focusing their attention on the square below.
When Yan Ling was building the martial arts hall by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry, he proposed to build the martial arts hall in the style of a modern gymnasium, with auditoriums around it and a competition ring in the middle. At the same time, a high platform should be built in front of the ring for top players like Song Que or
A person of noble status like Li Shimin takes a rest and watches the game below.
This is the first martial arts tournament, and everyone has no experience, so the rules of the competition are simple. The participants are divided into eight groups. Each group has a seed player. The seed players do not need to participate in the early stage and only need to appear in the final elimination round.
Can.
The seeds of the group are all recognized top masters in the world, including Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Heavenly Sword Song Que, San Ren Ning Daoqi, Yijian Master Fu Cailin, Martial Master Bi Xuan, Shuanglong Gao Zhong and Xu Ziling as well as Yan Ling himself.
Among the people, Yan Ling is not well-known. The others are all strong men who have been famous for a long time, and the participating warriors have no intention of dissatisfaction.
"I didn't expect that even Taoist brothers and other people who are born in this world are not exempt from the secular world and join this world of profit."
Song Que's body was made straight, just like his heavenly sword that would rather break than bend. He stared at Ning Daoqi opposite him with deep eyes, and said in a deep tone, the overbearing and fierce artistic conception of the heavenly sword wreaking havoc in front of Ning Daoqi.
Previously, Song Que went north to support Kou Zhong, but was stopped by Ning Daoqi, who was invited by Cihang Jingzhai. Due to his relationship with Fan Qinghui, Song Que was unwilling to decide the winner with Ning Daoqi, and his anger is still lingering in his heart.
"We are born in heaven and earth, and our respective destinies are implicated. Who can completely transcend?" Ning Daoqi twisted his beard and said with a smile. His whole body seemed to blend into the heaven and earth, turning Song Que's deep cold aura into a spring breeze.
The evil king Shi Zhixuan next to Yan Ling clapped his hands and praised: "Sanren Ning Daoqi really deserves his reputation. He is very knowledgeable about the world. I admire him very much!"
Shi Zhixuan had already retired to the world, but the prize set by Li Shimin for the martial arts conference still shocked him. Shi Zhixuan had been fighting for the revitalization of the Demon Sect all his life. The martial arts conference in the world had a great influence on the sect, so he had to come forward to fight for the Demon Sect.
interests, so I was deeply touched by Ning Daoqi’s words.
Song Que was silent. The reason why he came back to participate in the martial arts meeting was because he couldn't let go of the Song clan and didn't want the Song clan to stop moving forward. The same was true for others. Martial Lord Bixuan and Yijian Master Fu Cailin were because of the great power of the Central Plains.
I want to take advantage of the martial arts meeting to suppress the arrogance of the martial arts in the Central Plains.
Even Yan Ling convened the World Martial Arts Conference in order to complete his mission. Speaking of which, the only people present who participated in the Martial Arts Conference purely for the advancement of martial arts were Gao Zhong and Xu Ziling.
"Everything in the world is bustling for the sake of profit, and the world is bustling for the sake of profit. This is how life is!"
The charming voice of Yijian Master Fu Cailin sounded, and at the same time everyone felt their whole bodies sinking, as if they had entered a chessboard and were at the mercy of Fu Cailin.
"Well said, now that we are here, where is all the nonsense!" Bi Xuanhao said cheerfully, the air around him suddenly became hot, as if he was in a desert, dry and hot!
With the indiscriminate attacks of Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan, several other masters also released their spiritual conceptions at the same time. The entire high platform was in chaos. Yan Ling felt the spiritual impact of the major masters. The blood in his body gradually boiled, and a fighting spirit full of iron blood and fighting spirit descended.
, transformed into thousands of troops and joined the battlefield between the major masters.
"Hey, the game has started!" Kou Zhong pointed out his hand, attracting everyone's attention to the audience.
While everyone was talking, the martial arts conference was officially convened. Martial artists from all walks of life took the stage one after another. Competitions started in eight arenas at the same time. The audience cheered loudly. Some were just watching the fun, but there were also groups of relatives and friends of the participants who were cheering loudly.
Cheer for the players.
Most of the people on this stage have complicated relationships with Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. Song Que and Shi Zhixuan are the father-in-laws of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling respectively. Fu Cailin is their master. Yan Ling and Ning Daoqi also have good relations with them. Only Bi Xuan has no relationship with them.
personal friendship.
That's why Kou Zhong changed the topic and didn't want the atmosphere on the court to be too solemn. Otherwise, Kou Zhong's temperament of not taking things too seriously would mean he would be worthy of everyone if he didn't fan the flames.
But Yan Ling glanced away and lost interest in the competition in the audience. It was still the beginning of the conference, and some masters had not yet appeared. At this time, all the warriors who appeared on the stage were warriors who were not even innate. With Yan Ling's
Naturally, there was no desire to look further, and the same was true for Song Que and others.
The atmosphere on the stage was solemn again. The great masters had deep eyes and controlled their aura on the high platform. They were stirring back and forth. Their auras were chaotic and terrifying.
Li Shimin and other people who lacked strength could no longer bear the aura of the high platform and chose to leave the arena. Only Yan Ling and other eight master-level experts were left on the stage.
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other and smiled helplessly, but at this time the situation was no longer under their control, and they had no choice but to release their momentum and join the battlefield.
“I really want to join them!”
In the audience, Ba Feng stared at the high platform with cold eyes and murmured.
Hou Xibai next to him, while searching for beauties in the audience, replied: "Lao Ba, when did your vision become so low?"
"Brother Hou, are you talking nonsense?" Ba Fenghan was stunned. If his vision is still low, how high must Hou Xibai's vision be?
Hou Xibai also felt that something was wrong at this time. Looking along Ba Fenghan's line of sight, he immediately saw the scene of people confronting each other on the high platform. In Hou Xibai's perception, each of these people was in harmony with the world, but each showed different characteristics from the world.
Same part.
The more Hou Xibai concentrated on comprehending the aura of Gaotai, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart. Only then did he understand why Ba Fenghan's blood was boiling. Indeed, the scene of this master's confrontation was extremely terrifying. The stronger the strength, the more he could realize that these people were invincible.
Momentum, for people like Ba Fenghan who regard martial arts as life, is the charm of life blooming!
More and more people in the martial arts hall have noticed the changes in the high platform, but most people will be shocked by the chaotic and distorted aura of the high platform just by taking a look at it, and they don't dare to look further.
Only those with high strength like Ba Fenghan and Hou Xibai can appreciate the difference of Gaotai. In addition, even ordinary people with low strength or who have not practiced martial arts can look directly at Gaotai because they cannot see it at all.
What's the difference when you're on a high platform? You can't feel the momentum of Yan Ling and others. (To be continued)