On the rostrum, sat the senior officials of Baidi City.
The senior officials of Baidi City did not exude any powerful aura. Instead, they were just ordinary and felt inferior to ordinary warriors.
However, the more this happens, the more people become palpitated.
Even Lin Mu, including Lin Mu, could not see through those senior officials and knew that these Baidi senior officials were truly masters who had returned to their original nature.
Among these high-level officials, Lin Mu also saw the old man Su Buyi.
After a while, the void fluctuated, and the last projection of Bai Daoyi appeared again.
People are like the moon and power is like water.
As soon as Bai Dao stood in the sky, his gaze looked down, it was like the moonlight falling, as gentle as water.
"City Lord!"
"teacher!"
The senior officials of Baidi City on the podium all stood up and saluted respectfully.
Bai Daoyi nodded lightly, and his voice came out: "The triennial Nanshan Competition is coming again. This is an important moment to witness the rise of Qianlong."
"Next, you will be divided into nine arenas to compete individually. The top nine players in the final points will fight against each other. Players with ten to one hundred points will also be ranked in a duel again."
"Without further ado, I believe you are all ready in the past three days. Now I announce that the Nanshan Battle Tournament has officially begun."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and endless soft white light fell down, turning into nine rays of light and shooting towards the nine stages.
Soon these nine white rays of light turned into a mask of light and enveloped the arena.
With this light shield, the energy in the arena will not spread out and cause damage to the square.
After doing this, Bai Daoyi's projection began to fluctuate, and soon it was like a bubble, disappearing into the air, as if it had never appeared.
As soon as Bai Dao disappeared, an old man in purple robes stood up on the rostrum and said: "The ring allocation and battle list will be announced by the nine referees, and then you can enter according to the referees' announcement."
As soon as he finished speaking, the nine old men around him flew out and landed on nine stages.
These nine old men are undoubtedly the referees of the nine arenas.
Soon, the nine referees began to announce the grouping of the arena.
"No. 287, Arena No. 9."
Not long after, Lin Mu heard his group information.
Lin Mu looked up and saw that Arena No. 9 was the arena where Liang Chen was sitting.
Just when he raised his head, he saw that Liang Chen was also looking towards him. Suddenly, he saw a sneer on Liang Chen's face.
In Liang Chen's heart, Lin Mu had been sentenced to death at this time.
If Lin Mu was in another arena, it would take a lot of effort to deal with him.
But obviously, God was destined to destroy Lin Mu and actually assigned the opponent to the ring where he was in charge. So it was not entirely up to him to decide whether Lin Mu was round or flat.
Sensing Liang Chen's expression, Lin Mu also frowned slightly.
He also didn't expect that he would be assigned to Liang Chen's group.
At the same time, many people who witnessed the conflict between Liang Chen and Lin Mu yesterday cast silent glances at Lin Mu.
This kid is very unlucky. He has a 1 in 9 chance of getting into trouble.
Bad luck?
Lin Mu naturally noticed other people's gazes, but a cold feeling flashed through his heart. This was not necessarily true.
Then, without being disturbed, he looked around at the players in the same group.
"Master Liang, Ye Shimin, Shi Hanfeng"
At this sight, a light flashed across his eyes.
Many people he knew were absent, which made Lin Mu feel a little regretful.
He had wanted to beat up those guys like Ye Cheng and Shen Zhangu for a long time, but unfortunately they were not in the ninth group.
But then I thought about it, having Shi Hanfeng and three people here is enough.
"No. 9 Arena, No. 97 Shi Hanfeng, versus No. 291 Qian Rui."
Soon, Lin Mu's thoughts were interrupted by the voice of referee No. 9.
Shi Hanfeng?
Lin Mu narrowed his eyes and immediately looked towards the ring.
"Shi Hanfeng, the second true successor of the Arrow Sect, I have heard your name for a long time, and I am going to ask you for advice today."
Shi Hanfeng's opponent Qian Rui is a half-step martial artist.
After seeing that his opponent was Shi Hanfeng, his expression changed, but his mentality was good. He quickly calmed down and faced Shi Hanfeng.
"Let's take action."
Unfortunately, Shi Hanfeng had no intention of being polite to him. His face looked gentle, but his eyes and tone were full of indifference and disdain.
"Dragon-turning Jedi Gun."
Feeling Shi Hanfeng's contempt, Qian Rui's eyes darkened. With a flick of his hand, a spear appeared and he attacked Shi Hanfeng.
Players who can enter the top 300 are all talented and have their own confidence.
Even if the opponent is Wu Zong, he will never give up if he doesn't give it a try.
Shi Hanfeng stood there motionless, just shook his head, and casually discharged a palm towards the front.
The strong palm wind surged out like a torrential flood, instantly submerging the half-step Wuzong.
Bang bang bang!
Qian Rui's gun power was defeated in an instant.
After that, he persisted with a few more moves, but in the end he was defeated by Shi Hanfeng and was knocked away.
"No. 9 Arena, Shi Hanfeng vs. Qian Rui, Shi Hanfeng wins."
Referee No. 9 announced immediately.
Subsequently, Qian Rui's points were immediately reduced by half.
Originally, his points were more than 12,000, but now he only has more than 6,000, falling to the last place.
Shi Hanfeng's points increased from 30,000 points to more than 36,000 points, and his ranking also rose from No. 97 to No. 80.
After watching two more battles, referee No. 9 suddenly said: "On stage No. 9, No. 253 Luo Li, versus No. 287 Lin Mu."
Luo Li is a young man with a short head and small eyes, half a martial artist.
On the vacant list, he ranks 253rd with 15,000 points.
"Lin Mu, using my cultivation level to deal with you is really a big advantage."
Luo Li looked at Lin Mu with a condescending look, "Under normal circumstances, I could just defeat you, but it's a pity."
At this point, he paused.
"What's the pity?"
Lin Mu responded calmly.
"Unfortunately, I heard that you have offended Liang Chen. As long as I am more ruthless and destroy your cultivation, you will be appreciated by Liang Chen. Therefore, this battle will definitely be painful for you."
Luo Li licked his lips, "Don't blame me. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck. You can't offend anyone, but you have to offend people like the Nine Prodigies."
"Is it over yet?"
Seeing the other party chattering endlessly, Lin Mu couldn't help but feel speechless.
"kindness?"
Luo Li's face darkened.
Lin Mu, after hearing his words, shouldn't he be trembling and begging for mercy? Why is this attitude?
"Since you are eager to seek death, then I will help you."
Lin Mu's attitude also angered Luo Li.
Buzz!
He waved his hand, and a big knife appeared in his hand. Then he stamped his feet on the ground and turned into a storm, rushing towards Lin Mu.
"die."
In the blink of an eye, Luo Li rushed in front of Lin Mu, raised the knife with both hands, and struck hard at Lin Mu.
The sword's light obscured his vision, and the astonishing sword energy stirred up gusts of wind. Lin Mu's clothes were blown by the strong wind several meters away.