"Yeah." Lin Lang nodded casually and walked out of the brothel.
The scene has become so noisy that it is basically impossible to have wine and dance.
Sun Mu and others also gave Yu Tiangan a fierce look, and then followed him.
As for Yu Tianqian, he lowered his waist tightly and never dared to stand up.
"Okay, everyone is gone. Get up quickly and make people laugh!"
Xiong Xingyu said that he hated the iron, and then took a big gulp of tea to clear his head.
As for the two guards just now, they were already lying on the ground unconscious.
"It's really unlucky! We bumped into such an evil star!"
Xiong Xingyu slammed the table, and no one in the entire brothel dared to speak.
Many people still know Xiong Xingyu from Chilian Palace.
But who was that young man just now??? How could he make Xiong Xingyu feel so deflated?!
"Brother Xingyu... Isn't Changliu Hall the garbage in the palace? Why did that person just now..."
Yu Tianqian asked cautiously.
Xiong Xingyu patted him on the shoulder, his face full of apology.
"Changliu now is no better than before. Especially with the emergence of a monster like Yang Qi."
"Tiangan, remember, you must not be domineering anymore in Baidi City. The shrine is not as simple as you think. Even the most rubbish shrine may have people you can't afford to offend!"
Xiong Xingyu's eyes were full of helplessness. He knew best what kind of temper Yu Tianqian had. If he didn't correct Yu Tianqian's temper, he might make big mistakes in the future!
"Tiangan understands..."
Yu Tianqian clenched his fists slightly, his eyes full of unwillingness.
…
In the following days, Lin Lang followed Sun Mu and others around Baidi City, and then Lin Lang devoted himself to training again.
Time soon came to the first day of the martial arts competition. Lin Lang suddenly jumped out of bed, then caught up with Sun Mu and rushed towards Baidi City.
Because the martial arts competition adopts a registration system, whether you want to participate or not depends entirely on your own wishes.
However, the rewards of the martial arts competition are very generous, and it is also a great opportunity for thousands of disciples to show their talents.
Therefore, almost no one does not sign up. Of course, except for the Changliu Hall in previous years.
…
When we arrived at the registration office, it was already crowded with people.
I heard that disciples from various sects were placed in vacant inns and residences in Baidi City.
There was really no vacancy, so the Sun Yao Shrine organized manpower to build houses directly.
Among the crowds of people, Lin Lang could still see many familiar figures.
Most of them were people from Sun Yao Shrine. As for people from other sects, Lin Lang hardly knew them. The only ones he had met were a few people from Tianji Pavilion.
After Lin Lang and Sun Mu signed up, they were led into a dark room where countless sect disciples were lying. Lin Lang and Sun Mu opened their eyes wide, not knowing what was going on.
The staff member in charge of the organization pointed to a blue crystal ball in front of them and patiently explained to the two of them.
"You two just need to lie down, and this spiritual consciousness orb will put your spiritual consciousness into a virtual space. Your battle will also take place in that space."
"And the whole process of the competition can be watched transparently through this spiritual orb. And after the world over there dies, it will only slightly consume some of the spiritual energy of the two of you. With such a large number of participating disciples,
It’s very convenient.”
After listening to the staff's explanation, Lin Lang nodded.
Isn't this a small virtual world similar to the mirror world? But it doesn't have the incredible function of delaying time.
Because it was the first time for both of them to participate in a martial arts competition, they were not very clear about the rules of the competition.
After the two people lay flat on the ground, the staff placed the spiritual knowledge orb in front of them.
A burst of blue light fell, and the two of them quickly fell into sleep, and gradually their consciousness came to another world.
Lin Lang opened his eyes again. Sun Mu beside him had disappeared. There were hundreds of people around him. They were all wearing various clothes and coming from different sects. Lin Lang looked carefully and found that no one was familiar to him.
face.
Moreover, the world created by the Orb of Spiritual Knowledge is very small and can only accommodate a thousand people.
At first, everyone was still talking and laughing, but gradually it became quiet.
Because half a day has passed, and there is still no one to remind me how to proceed with the next game.
One disciple after another appeared on the field out of thin air. When a thousand people gathered on the field, an old voice suddenly came out from the sky.
"Disciples, please pay attention! Disciples, please pay attention! There are a total of one hundred and five hundred and thirty-seven disciples participating in this martial arts competition. We divided these one hundred thousand people into one hundred battlefields. Each battlefield placed a
Thousands of people!”
"And the requirement to pass the first round of assessment is... to survive this melee of a thousand people!"
"Only the ten people who survive in the end are qualified to enter the next round of the competition!"
"I repeat! Only ten survivors will be taken out of a thousand people! As for how to eliminate the other 990 people, it's up to you!"
"Now, the game begins!"
…
The voice in the air read out the rules of the game, and everyone was stunned. What does this mean?
A big melee between a thousand people??and only ten people can win??
In other words, out of all the 100,000 disciples who participated in the assessment, only 1,000 will be able to enter the next round of assessment??
Isn’t this elimination rate too scary?!
But most of the people who were shocked were the new disciples who had just participated in the competition this year. Those who had participated before were used to it.
But this is the first time the rules of this competition have appeared.
To put it simply, it’s a big melee!
You don't have to be particularly good at fighting, as long as you can survive the melee, it counts as your ability!
But then again, in such a small and confined space, it would be really difficult to survive without some special means.
And if a person behaves too brightly, he will easily be attacked by others!
Lin Lang frowned and was thinking about what was going on, when a machete slashed towards him with the sound of wind.
Lin Lang flicked his fingers and flicked the machete away with one finger, scaring the disciple so much that he sat on the ground.
When he looked around again, everyone was already fighting in a group, desperately trying to reduce the number of competitors for the ten spots.
"Since no one's life will be caused, then I won't be polite!"
Lin Lang grinned, then stretched out the disciple's sword and chopped it towards his head.
When the sword was slashed, there was no blood spattering, only a burst of faint green smoke rising, and the disciple's spiritual consciousness had been sent back to the real world.
"feel good!"
Lin Lang waved his sword and rushed into the crowd like a humanoid harvester.
He carefully observed the realms of these disciples, and found that most of them were still in the wandering spirit realm, or even the spirit-controlling realm. A few were in the king spirit realm, so there was naturally no obstacle for Lin Lang to rush in.
Even those who were in the Wang Ling realm were instantly killed by Lin Lang with one strike!
Lin Lang also gradually attracted the attention of everyone present.
People who were still fighting in a group immediately hugged each other.
"This kid is so awesome! We have to deal with him first! Otherwise, none of us will be able to pass!!"
"You're right!! Let's go together!!"
"good!!!"
What people say is better than what they do.
Although everyone clamored to deal with Lin Lang first, no one dared to take action first, and Lin Lang was approaching them step by step.
Gradually, the battlefield turned into a scene of a cat chasing a mouse. The number of people on the battlefield was also decreasing rapidly.
In the Sun Yao Shrine.
The palace masters gathered together at this time.
Hundreds of phantoms appeared in front of their eyes, which provided detailed feedback on the battle conditions on each battlefield.
Everyone pointed at the situation on the court, and whenever the disciples of a certain temple performed extraordinary on the court, the face of the master of that temple would show a proud expression.
However, most of the palace masters of the upper temples were calm. Although the elimination rate in the first round of the competition was very high, it was very simple for their disciples. If they could not pass the first round of the test, they would not need to participate in the next one.
The test.
Most of those with excited expressions were the masters of the lower temples. It would be a good thing for them to have one more disciple.
But there is one person who grabs everyone's attention.
The moon falls in the palace - Ji Wuyue.
He is also the winner of the last martial arts competition.
The battlefield he was on was the most terrifying.
Everyone knows Ji Wuyue, so no one dares to attack him.
The same battlefield is on Chen Taiyi's side.
Qu Bailu's side.
And some famous disciples here.
These are very famous and very powerful disciples. Most of them no one dares to fight against them.
Because everyone knows that if you go up and take action, you will die.
It's better not to offend him and give him a spot.
Most of these disciples are just here to go through the motions and don't need to do anything at all. Victory or defeat is just a matter of time.
Some battlefields are divided into two large groups of people, fighting each other, and some disciples of the same sect unite together to fight against the outside world.
All in all, the battlefield is very chaotic. People are using any tricks, and there are many people who even run away and beg for mercy. As long as they do not violate the rules of the game, no one will care what they do.
Only the ten players remaining on the field will be promoted.
"that is……"
Ke Zhengyang, the master of the Hall of Eternal Life, squinted his eyes and made another unusual discovery.
Because he saw in one of the battlefields, a bunch of people were running around blindly, and no one was fighting!
If you look closely, there is someone chasing them and slashing at them!!
One person...chasing a thousand people??
Ke Zhengyang has a big mouth, is this the ruthless man again?!
Squinting hard, Ke Zhengyang finally saw the man's appearance clearly, and then screamed in surprise.
"Yang Qi?!!"
His voice immediately attracted the attention of all the hall masters present.
After all, Yang Qi now has quite a reputation among the palace masters.
The last time Ke Zhengyang and others saw with their own eyes Lin Lang knocked out Jing Ziming with one move!
Looking at Yang Qi who was going crazy on the field, some people had their mouths opened, some people's eyes widened, and some palace masters just laughed helplessly.
This kid... really has his style...
People in Sun Yao Shrine knew Lin Lang, but people outside did not.
So Lin Lang couldn't save the trouble like Chen Taiyi and pass the test just by standing there.
"Good boy, a thousand people, do you plan to kill them all?"
Gou Zimo smiled slightly. In any case, Lin Lang had earned him enough face this time.
"When can you keep a low profile..."
Feng Chuixue opened her beautiful eyes and stared blankly at Lin Lang. Unknowingly, he had grown to this point.
Level 5 of the Wang Ling Realm... Feng Chuixue doesn't know how terrifying Lin Lang's combat power is now, but he will definitely shine in this martial arts competition! And Feng Chuixue's original plan to hide Lin Lang was also
Being completely disrupted, it is now difficult for Lin Lang to keep a low profile!
Lin Lang's performance undoubtedly attracted the attention of other sect members.
To them, this face was very unfamiliar. However, the fighting power he showed could not be underestimated, so everyone began to speculate about Lin Lang's identity.
…
The winners of other battlefields were quickly determined, and there were only ten people left in each battlefield.
Only Lin Lang's battlefield had more than two hundred people left.
After killing more than 700 people, Lin Lang was tired of pursuing them.
Moreover, the remaining 200 or so people were very good at escaping. If they continued to pursue them, it would probably take more time.
So Lin Lang fortunately sat down and began to slowly recover his spiritual energy, preparing to kill them all at once.
And those who were escaping stopped in relief when they saw that the murderous god finally stopped.
However, not long after they stopped, they themselves fought together.
No one dared to provoke Lin Lang anymore.
Seeing them fighting together, Lin Lang breathed a sigh of relief and quietly waited for the remaining nine promotion candidates to be born.