It's just that Zhuo Wen is really not interested in the benefits of being first in this martial arts competition.
His understanding of the way of heaven is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he has cultivated the ancient Pangu Holy Body. His future is limitless, and his potential is even more powerful than that night's strange tunnel.
Zhuo Wen has his own arrogance. With his potential and strength, he doesn't need Gui Ling's guidance at all.
Of course, in Zhuo Wen's eyes, with Ye Qitun's celestial appearance, he is still qualified to discuss Tao with him as an equal, but it is only as an equal, and Gui Ling and the other four are not qualified in Zhuo Wen's eyes.
Although Zhuo Wen was not interested, Qiu Linglong beside him was very excited, her beautiful eyes filled with fiery color.
"Junior Brother Xiaowen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The five great monsters rarely gather together, and being able to receive guidance from the five great monsters will definitely benefit you for the rest of your life." Qiu Linglong said eagerly.
Zhuo Wen was speechless, shook his head and said: "Senior Sister Qiu, I think all the people gathered on the shore of Blue Moon Lake are famous geniuses in the sect. I think it will be very difficult to stand out among them and become the number one in martial arts."
Qiu Linglong calmed down and sighed softly: "Junior brother Xiaowen, you are right. With my strength, it is indeed impossible for me to win first place, but you..."
Speaking of this, Qiu Linglong's beautiful eyes ignited with a ball of fire. She knew that Zhuo Wen was very strong. After all, even a strong man like Shen Ziping was easily defeated by the young man in front of her.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Senior Sister Qiu, I do not plan to participate in this martial arts competition. I only rely on my own perception of the Tao and do not need guidance from others."
Qiu Linglong was slightly stunned. Although it was a pity, she didn't say much.
The martial arts competition was originally based on personal wishes. Although she wanted to participate, she was not strong enough and would be cannon fodder.
Although Zhuo Wen was powerful, he was not willing to let the five monsters guide him. This made Qiu Linglong feel a pity, but she had nothing to do.
At this moment, Gui Ling has already begun to introduce the rules of the martial arts competition and the venue for the competition.
The martial arts competition adopts a challenge system, and the venue is the surface of Blue Moon Lake.
Moreover, the challenge system is mutual, that is to say, the monks in the arena can not only meet the challenges of the monks off the stage, but the monks on the stage can even choose the monks off the stage as their opponents.
"Who comes first in the first game?"
Gui Ling stood up, looked around at the many disciples on the shore of Blue Moon Lake, and said calmly.
As soon as Gui Ling finished speaking, two figures suddenly appeared on the shore of Blue Moon Lake and landed in the center of Blue Moon Lake. Looking from a distance, their fighting spirit surged into the sky.
"In Shimoda Yongyuan, he is a disciple of the seventh elder Gong Zepeng!" A round-faced monk said with serious eyes and cupped his hands.
"I am Xia Boyuan, a disciple of the sixth elder Fan Jialiang!"
Opposite the round-faced monk was the square-faced monk with cold eyes, and he also bowed his hands to the round-faced monk in return.
After the two people finished saluting, they gave a low shout, rushed out one after another, and pounced on each other, using fierce and terrifying moves.
These two people are both cultivators at the peak of the Destiny Lord. Since they are equally matched in strength, the battle scene is quite grand and exciting, which is full of spectacle.
After about a hundred moves, the round-faced monk made a mistake and was caught by the square-faced monk. He fired a move and landed on the round-faced monk, sending the round-faced monk flying backwards.
Of course, monks with square faces actually don’t feel comfortable either.
His cultivation level was about the same as that of the round-faced monk. He had to use all his strength to defeat the round-faced monk. He also suffered serious internal injuries at this moment.
After the square-faced monk defeats the round-faced monk, he has the right to challenge once and can choose his own players to challenge.
Because the square-faced monk was seriously injured, he gave up the right to choose his opponent, gave up the right to continue accepting challenges, and voluntarily left the ring.
I have to say that the square-faced monk is very smart.
With his internal injuries, if he continued to fight, he would probably get more injured, so it was a wise choice for the square-faced monk to make this choice.
Next, two more monks came to the shore. After announcing their names, they began to fight together using their best moves.
Ye Qitun leaned back lazily, watching with interest the two figures fighting in the center of Blue Moon Lake.
Zhuo Wen was bored and felt that this martial arts competition was very boring. When he was thinking about how to leave the courtyard, he saw a very familiar figure in the northwest corner of the shore of Blue Moon Lake.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure coldly, with a very unkind expression on his face.
This person is young, has a handsome face, and a golden vertical mark between his eyebrows, giving him a unique temperament.
"This Emperor Shitian is really not dead, and he actually joined the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm, although he had learned about Emperor Shitian from Yin Wuxie before.
But now that he saw the Queen Shakti with his own eyes, he was still greatly shocked and surprised.
Emperor Shitian seemed to sense the strange gaze cast by Zhuo Wen, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Zhuo Wen with doubt in his eyes.
The young man who cast a strange look at him was very unfamiliar to Di Shitian, but for some reason, he felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity in this strange young man, as if he had known this person a long time ago.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen had already changed his appearance. It was not his original appearance. Emperor Shitian could not recognize Zhuo Wen for a while.
Emperor Shitian looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, then didn't pay much attention to it, but focused all his attention on the martial arts competitions in the center of Blue Moon Lake.
The guidance of the five evil geniuses was a big temptation for Emperor Shitian, and he also really wanted to be the first in this martial arts competition.
And he is very sure of himself. Not long after he came out of seclusion, his cultivation level has successfully advanced to the early stage of the Eternal Lord. His combat power is even more terrifying. The average half-step Creator is no match for him.
Except for the five monsters present, there is basically no one who can be the opponent of Emperor Shitian, and their strength is very terrifying.
Emperor Shaktian did not intend to appear so early. He knew very well that the earlier he entered, the more battles he would experience and the greater the consumption of him, which would be a big obstacle to his final victory.
"I am Shen Hongxuan, a disciple of the eighth elder Miao Xinhou, please give me your advice!"
Suddenly, a young man in black swept out from the shore and landed in the middle of Blue Moon Lake.
The moment Zhuo Wen saw the young man in black, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
This young man in black, Zhuo Wen, was no stranger. It was when he entered the courtyard that this young man in black cast an unkind look at him.
Moreover, the face of this young man in black was somewhat similar to that of Shen Ziping, who was beaten violently by him outside the courtyard. Zhuo Wen concluded that this man must have a close connection with Shen Ziping.