After a while, the organizer has chosen the rotation of the competition. Of course, it is divided according to the strong and weak. Try not to let the strong compete together, so that the subsequent games will become more and more exciting.

A total of 512 people participated in the competition, and 256 people will be eliminated in the first round. By analogy, if you want to win the first place, you must go through ten games.

Many people have already started placing bets, choosing according to the strength of the disciples of the sect, and the scene is extremely lively.

"The first match between Lin Shan, a disciple of the Hengshan Sect, and Qiu Daolun, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect."

After the referee made the announcement, the two people walked directly to the ring. This was the first game. Only two people competed first, and then ten pairs competed together to increase the speed.

"The showdown between the Hengshan Sect and the Quanzhen Sect was very exciting from the beginning."

"Hurry up and place your bets. I choose Lin Shan, a disciple of the Hengshan Sect. It is said that he has reached the level of martial arts perfection and is only one step away from reaching the early stage of a master. If he is lucky, he might be able to get a dozen or so."

"Hmph, do you think Qiu Daolun, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, is a vegetarian? Daozu is the Supreme Lord."

"It's just a boast. Do you really believe in the Supreme Master?"

"It has long since declined, and the leader is only in the middle stage of a master."

Many people show disdain and do not value Quanzhen Religion at all.

"We'll see, I'll choose the Quanzhen Sect."

After a group of people finished placing their bets, they all returned to the stands to cheer and cheer, and the scene reached a climax.

"Qiu Daolun, why don't you stay in your own Taoist temple and come out to be humiliated?"

Lin Shan looked contemptuous. His goal was to be in the top twenty, so he naturally did not take Qiu Daolun seriously.

"Stop talking nonsense, you will know after fighting."

Su Yan looked at the two of them with an expression of indifference. The two were of equal strength, and there was no telling who would win. The first match was destined to be exciting.

At the same time, he also learned that there were so many sects and sects in China, and those martial arts novels were not groundless.

Of course, the current sects and sects cannot be compared with those in ancient times. The ancients could wield swords, ride on the wind, and ascend to heaven and earth, but today's sects are just superficial appearances.

Su Yan guessed that those people in ancient times were at least in the realm of Xuanming, that is, strong men who had surpassed the innate realm, otherwise they would not be able to fly into the sky and into the earth.

As the referee gave the order, the game began, and the hundreds of thousands of spectators stopped talking and looked at the field in complete silence.

Lin Shan, a disciple of the Hengshan Sect, has a guqin behind his back. There is a sword hidden in the qin, and the sword makes the sound of the qin. This is the unique skill of their ancestor, and it is also the treasure of the Hengshan Sect.

"Today I will use this guqin to destroy you Qiu Daolun!"

Qiu Tao Lun is like a big battle, and Linshan's prestige is certainly not false. If you don't take it seriously, it is likely to stop there.

He pulled out the sword on his waist, and with a flash of cold light, he tapped his toes and leaped out. The long sword stabbed Lin Shan's vital part with cold murderous intent.

"Qiu Daolun strikes hard when he strikes. This is an existence that wants a quick victory."

"The two are equally powerful. Even if they fight fiercely, both sides will suffer losses. The outcome is unknown."

Lin Shan faced the attack of the long sword, without any panic, he directly plucked the strings of the harp. The sword was hidden in the harp, and the sword made the sound of the harp.

The guqin is both a harp and a sword. It can produce beautiful and moving sounds, but it can also emit murderous aura with a cold light.

The collision between the sword sound and the long sword is like the collision between masculinity and femininity. The masculinity is fierce, the incoming and outgoing are majestic, the murderous intention is all over the sky, the feminine is gentle, lingering and cutting endlessly, and is consumed until death.

Many people opened their eyes wide. This battle between the invisible and the tangible was so exciting that they didn't want to miss a single bit.

Su Yan also opened his eyes. This kind of battle slightly aroused his interest. The moves on both sides were very special. The infinite magnification was like a duel between two great immortals.

However, when masculinity finally loses its strength, one attack will fail, another attack will lead to decadence, and three attacks will lead to decline.

Qiu Daolun was exhausted, all his internal energy was exhausted, and the arm holding the sword was trembling slightly.

"The sword is hidden in the harp, and the sword makes the sound of the harp!"

At this time, Lin Shan seized the opportunity and plucked the strings faster and faster, and his voice became louder and louder, carrying a powerful pressure.

It can be said that he has not reached the realm of a master, but he is able to release his inner energy and outwards, which is still better than Qiu Daolun.

"Qiu Daolun, you're a little too young to fight with me!"

The sound of a string rippled directly, hitting Qiu Daolun in the chest, knocking him off the stage, and the game ended.

"In the first game, Hengshan faction Linshan wins!"

The Hengshan sect naturally shouted loudly, everyone was extremely surprised. The elders of the Hengshan sect also looked happy and kept nodding.

"Lin Shan, thank you for your hard work. Please take a rest and prepare for the next game."

The elder of the Hengshan Sect said with concern.

Lin Shan nodded quickly and sat cross-legged in the rest area to regain his strength.

The most dazzling performer in the second show was of course Shaolin's Shilong. As soon as he came on stage, he attracted countless people's shouts. The scene could overshadow the concert of the most popular singer.

His opponent was a disciple of a small sect, but his strength was not weak and he had already reached the perfection of martial arts. However, he met Shi Long.

"It doesn't matter, just keep working hard and you will win."

The elder of the sect encouraged his disciples.

The disciple also nodded resolutely. This competition was also an opportunity for him to at least understand the strength and weakness of the disciples of the sect and the gap between the two.

"I am Zhang Gensheng of the Xuanji Sect, please give me some advice."

"Well, Sajia wants you to fight. If you beat me, you will win."

Shi Long had a smile on his face and looked at Zhang Gensheng with his hands crossed, not considering him as an opponent at all.

"This Shilong is too arrogant. He actually let the opponent hit him."

"Yes, after all, the other party is also a perfect martial artist."

"Look, it would be ridiculous to pretend to be inferior and get beaten instead."

Although many people were upset and angry, Shilong's betting rate was still very high, more than ten times higher than his opponent's.

"This is what you said, don't blame me if you lose later."

On the one hand, Zhang Gensheng was extremely angry because this was an insult to him. On the other hand, he was also surprised. If he was beaten, he would be seeking death.

"snort."

Shi Long snorted lightly and stood in the middle of the field, letting the referee announce the start of the game.

Zhang Gensheng rushed directly towards Shilong with a set of internal fists. The punches were powerful and carried strong wind. They were no weaker than Lin Shan and others just now.

But when his fist hit Shilong, apart from making a crackling sound, it did not cause any damage to Shilong at all.

Zhang Gensheng's face was filled with fear. Is this stone dragon made of iron? Why is it so tough?

He could only use his ultimate move, the Xuanji Sect's Xuanji Jue, and a terrifying wave of waves directly hit Shilong.

Shi Long's whole body tensed up, but he still refused to retreat or evade, and he accepted this move forcefully.

After the long dust covered the sky, Zhang Gensheng was seen panting from exhaustion, while Shi Long was still unscathed except for some sweat on his forehead.

The Shaolin elder on the side stroked his beard and said calmly: "Shilong is a little proud. Let him recite the Calming Mantra when he returns."

"This golden bell is so powerful!"

Many people had surprised and disbelieving expressions on their faces, and they were able to guard against such a powerful move.
Chapter completed!