The lights of swords and shadows, fists and feet boiling, countless energies and countless rays of light gather together countless voices, the wind howls and the thunder and light stirs, like tides, water, smoke and mist.
Every official disciple standing on the ring has at least seven-star initial combat power. If this was placed on Chaotian Island, he would be a first-rate master. Because of the inheritance of Taiyuan Tianzong, each of them
The strength of the people is stronger than that of the early seven-stars on Chaotian Island.
Fight, fight, fight!
The energy roared like thunder, and the sound was extremely frightening.
People kept getting knocked out of the ring and landed on the ground, disqualifying themselves.
As there are fewer and fewer people in the ring, the battle becomes more intense.
Because those who are able to stay, all of them have considerable strength, and are even equally matched.
"Get off!"
"Just take a blow from me."
After two quarters of an hour, the battle was completely over, and only the last hundred people were left standing on the ring. Every breath fluctuated strongly, and their bodies were basically stained.
But they all had smiles on their faces because they won and could enter the main competition.
"Congratulations on your victory and entering the main competition." Elder Yuande said with a smile, and then waved his hand, and saw white jade-colored stars appearing in the sky. Each starlight shed a little bit of white jade-colored starlight, which was very gorgeous.
White starlight fell like snowflakes, falling on the bodies of a hundred formal disciples. Their auras were constantly changing and rising, and the scars on their bodies quickly disappeared.
However, in just a few breaths, the white starlight disappeared, the starlight disappeared, and the one hundred formal disciples who had gone through fierce battles recovered from their injuries and fully recovered their strength.
"So amazing."
Everyone clenched their fists or waved their arms, amazed.
"It is said that this is a method left by the ancestor who opened up the Xiaoyuan Realm. It can completely restore the injury healing power of any warrior below the Transcendent Realm in just a few breaths." Yu Zhengxiao whispered to Chen Zong.
Immediately, the one hundred official disciples who had entered the main competition were pushed out of the arena by an irresistible but gentle force. One hundred arenas were seen moving closer to the center, turning into an arena that was many times larger.
At the beginning of the main game, lots will be drawn first.
One hundred people draw one hundred lots, number one versus number two, and so on, the winner advances and the loser is eliminated.
Each of the one hundred people who won had at least seven-star peak strength and extraordinary means.
At the end of the first round of the main competition, 50 people advanced and 50 people were eliminated. Then the second round began, and 25 people were determined to advance to the third round.
In the third round, one person was lucky enough to get a bye and advance automatically. The other twenty-four people naturally had to fight fiercely, and twelve people were eliminated to advance.
In the end, only thirteen people were left.
However, only the top ten can receive rewards, which means that three of the thirteen people will be eliminated.
Immediately, I saw Elder Yuande wave his hand, and the huge arena surged with wind and clouds. The bulges were like rocks, and the depressions were like valley bottoms. There were forests of grass and trees, and even running water poured into pools.
In the blink of an eye, the terrain of the huge arena changed drastically, with mountains and rivers, lush vegetation, and swamps at the bottom of the valley, except for birds and animals.
These changes are astonishing.
The remaining thirteen people will adopt a points competition system and compete in this greatly changed arena.
The person with the first points will naturally be ranked first, and so on, the last ten people will be determined.
The final battle was more exciting than any previous one, because everyone had the ultimate seven-star combat power and was very powerful.
Coupled with the changes in the terrain of the arena, it is also necessary to consider the right time and place during the battle, making it richer.
In the previous battles in the ring, there was no need to consider anything else. As long as you were careful not to fall into the ring, it was different from the real battle in the outside world. It was relatively simple. Now the battle after the terrain has changed is closer to a real battle. You must consider
Only in this way can personal adaptability be brought into full play.
Boom boom boom!
The rocks were shattered and splashed in all directions. Each piece carried a terrifying power. Under the pull of Qiao Jin, they shot towards each other like locusts. Then they slashed down with a slash of their swords. The terrifying pressure of the swords struck the water pool behind them first.
Split.
After the battle, the destroyed rocks, vegetation, etc. will recover on their own.
What attracted Chen Zong, or rather attracted everyone's attention, was a formal disciple named Lou Changhui. He had defeated eight opponents in a row and gained eight points. According to this situation, it is very likely to win the first place.
Another person who is expected to win the first place, his name is Wang Chunfeng, has already gained seven points.
Fight, fight, fight!
Lou Changhui and Wang Chunfeng won consecutively. After fighting to this point, basically many rankings can be determined, only first and second.
The first and second will be born between Lou Changhui and Wang Chunfeng.
Lou Changhui held a golden spear, the tip of which pointed directly at the sky. Wang Chunfeng held a long sword in front of him, his momentum soaring to the sky.
Taiyuan Tianzong has many martial arts inheritances, and there is no fixed one. Whether it is fists, feet, palms, fingers, swords, guns, swords and sticks, disciples can choose the one that suits them best according to their own preferences.
"The number one spot is mine, and no one can take it away from me." Lou Changhui said very domineeringly, and the golden spear danced, roaring with a golden hurricane, and suddenly hit Wang Chunfeng.
Wang Chunfeng just smiled coldly, trembled the long knife, and the sound of the knife was cold, causing ripples. Immediately, a ray of silver light appeared, and the silver light exploded instantly, killing like a flying fire meteor.
out.
The two of them didn't test it. They had seen the previous battles and had enough understanding. Once they made a move, they showed their true abilities.
The golden gun light and the silver sword light collided instantly. The two people approached each other, their strength collapsed, the ground around them shattered, and the vegetation was strangled to pieces.
Neither of them regretted it. They approached each other, and the swords and guns collided with each other, creating an astonishing momentum.
"Both these two people have reached a very high level in terms of cultivation and martial arts." Yu Zhengxiao said.
Chen Zong also nodded.
The so-called high level means that their pseudo-spiritual power has been tempered to the extreme of seven stars, and there is no possibility of improvement, and their martial arts attainments have also reached a very advanced level.
The strength of the two was about the same, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
Lou Changhui took advantage of his strength to fly up, gathered all his strength in the air at a height of tens of meters, and suddenly shot him down.
This shot seemed to turn into a golden comet. It was not only fast, but also extremely violent. It struck first with an astonishing pressure. The ground collapsed, and Wang Chunfeng looked solemn.
Facing this spear, Wang Chunfeng had no intention of dodging. Instead, he raised his head upwards, and his strength surged into the long sword one after another, without any reservation.
The sword was raised upwards, but it was as thrilling as cutting through the sky.
After the collision, countless golden and silver rays of light exploded, and the impact of circles of ripples spread out, sweeping away in all directions.
The light and ripples engulfed the two figures, and they could only hear countless sharp chirping sounds washed away, which was very harsh.
Immediately, the light was blown away by a sudden burst of extremely powerful aura.
The golden figure flew out, it was Lou Changhui, and it flew dozens of meters away, the spear trembling.
Wang Chunfeng stood on the same spot, the surrounding land was shattered, and the aura surrounding him was like an invisible giant knife rising into the sky.
"Breakthrough."
"He actually broke through before the battle."
Feeling the fluctuation of Wang Chunfeng's breath, everyone was surprised.
There are few such things as sudden breakthroughs.
Wang Chunfeng is now at the early stage of eight-star level.
There is a gap between the early stage of eight-star and the limit of seven-star. Lou Changhui was no match and was eventually defeated and took second place, while Wang Chunfeng won first place.
"It's a good seedling. Pay close attention to it."
In an instant, the senior officials of Taiyuan Tianzong completed the communication and included Wang Chunfeng in the list of key observations.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
"I originally thought that Lou Changhui won the first place, but I didn't expect that it was Wang Chunfeng."
"Who allowed Wang Chunfeng to break through before the battle?"
The lower-level sect competition also ended, but the intermediate-level sect competition did not start immediately. Instead, everyone was allowed to rest for a while.
Half an hour later, the intermediate sect competition also kicked off.
The intermediate sect competition is a competition between elite disciples. The number of elite disciples is much smaller than that of formal disciples, with a total of only more than 3,000 people.
However, if more than 3,000 people were to fight one after another, it would undoubtedly take a long time. Therefore, the intermediate sect competition also adopted a knockout format at the beginning.
There are also one hundred arenas, with an average of thirty people in each arena, and one hundred winners will be determined to enter the main competition.
Each elite disciple has at least eight-star initial strength, is more powerful, and the power of his attacks is even more amazing, so it looks even more exciting.
Fight, fight, fight!
After a hearty battle, one hundred winners were finally decided.
The method followed is the same as that of lower-level sect competitions, drawing lots, dueling, the winner is promoted and the loser is eliminated, until the final thirteen people are selected.
And these thirteen people also adopted a points competition system.
Similarly, each of these thirteen people has reached the eight-star limit.
"I wonder if someone will break through during the battle this time?"
"It's difficult."
"Who do you think can be first?"
"Senior Brother Wang Ziming is expected to win first place, Senior Brother Lin Yi is also very strong and is also expected to win first place, and Senior Sister Liu Yanqing is also likely to win first place."
"Why don't we make a bet and see who can win the first place?"
"Come just come."
The duel has not yet begun, but many people already think that the first place belongs to them, and they are betting on it. This is not an isolated phenomenon, but a norm. In fact, it will be like this in every sect competition.
However, this is a bet between disciples, and the sect will not pay attention to it, as long as it does not violate the interests of the sect. But then again, it is just a small-scale bet, and has nothing to do with the interests of the sect.
The showdown begins.
Sure enough, Wang Ziming, Lin Yi and Liu Yanqing all showed extraordinary strength.
Although the other people's cultivation level was comparable to theirs, the gap in martial arts and combat ability resulted in a tilt in victory and defeat. They were quickly separated and swept all the way to win consecutive battles.
"Senior Sister Liu, please." Lin Yi said politely and gracefully.
"Junior Brother Lin, please." Liu Yanqing held a dagger in each hand, looking heroic.