On the eighth day of March, the sky was clear and the spring scenery was bright.

On the martial arts training field, more than 300 young men stood solemnly, lined up neatly, and there was no sound. They were all dressed in fancy clothes, with bright eyes, and they were both nervous, nervous and excited.

Led by Jiang Lie, the heads of each hall and the older generation masters of the seven major families gathered together. They looked at this group of outstanding disciples who represented the future of the sect, their eyes were deep and they whispered, they should be the candidates they were optimistic about.

Ten temporary arenas have been separated by lines. There are two rows of weapon racks beside each arena, filled with all kinds of weapons, all of which have not been fired. They are specially made for the arena competition.

After all, the martial arts of the registered disciples are far from reaching the level of sending and receiving smoothly. If they compete with sharp weapons, blood will be splashed five steps if they are not careful. Therefore, in order to try to avoid the tragedy of fighting among the same disciples, all competitions use weapons that cannot open the edge.

arms.

The auspicious hour has arrived, and three cannon shots were fired.

Jiang Lie took two steps forward, slowly glanced at a circle of energetic young people, and with excitement in his heart, he said loudly: "Disciples! Xuanyuan Sect was founded a hundred years ago. It has been passed down by the fire and is proud of the world. Talents have emerged in large numbers to protect the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou.

You have made countless meritorious deeds! As pointed by Xuanyuan’s banner, the demons were defeated and all the guests were subdued!

"Now, you will take over Xuanyuanmen's banner that symbolizes glory and glory, ride on the rivers and lakes, and write new legends! I hope you will not forget the instructions of the ancestors, keep in mind your own Yanhuang blood, be not afraid of hardships, not afraid of foreigners, and fight bravely

Enemy, love your fellow disciples!

"The inner sect competition takes fairness and justice as its first purpose! The strong will win, the weak will retreat, and no one is allowed to make exceptions! Only by selecting the strong among the strong, and the best among the best, can our Xuanyuan Sect stand firm in the world. After a hundred years of ups and downs,

And not fall!

"Disciples, the competition in the arena is a matter of victory or defeat. Never underestimate the enemy and make mistakes. I hope that on Lingyun Peak and in front of the Martial Saint Hall, I can personally put on the purple clothes of the inner sect for you! Who else would be better than me in the battle of Lingyun!

"

The young people were so excited that they wished they could immediately put on the purple clothes that symbolized the inner disciples and show them off everywhere. They shouted in unison: "Who else would it be if I had to compete with the clouds! Who else would it be if I had to compete with the clouds!"

The cry rolled like thunder and spread throughout the city.

Jiang Lie nodded with satisfaction and said with a big smile: "A young man is better than a blue man. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! What a group of hot-blooded men, they are worthy of my name of Xuanyuan!"

At that moment, the rules of the competition were announced, and Liang Bin, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, was elected as the chief judge of the ring competition. One person from each of the Yujian Hall and the Hundred Soldiers Hall was appointed as the deputy chief judge, who was fully responsible for handling all matters and disputes in the competition. According to past tradition,

, these are all in accordance with the rules, so there won't be any major problems. Liang Bin immediately formally exercised his authority, assigned personnel to inspect the equipment, and designated the host of each arena.

Each arena is presided over by powerful Xuanyuan masters. Each arena is equipped with four people, who are responsible for determining the outcome and protecting the lives of all the disciples. In case the two sides have equal strength and the situation is deadlocked, they will enter into a decisive move to use their killing moves to win.

To the point where they have to intervene in time to resolve the murderous intention.

Jiang Lie and other hall leaders were busy preparing for the ceremony, so they left in a hurry without mentioning the matter.

When the equipment inspection was completed and the masters in charge of each arena took their positions, Liang Bin gave the order and the inner gate competition was officially launched!

"The first match of the first round, Xiong Jun versus Bao Tiewei!"

"The first match of the second round, Jiang Yi versus Zhou Zhi!"

"The first match of the B-level competition, Lou Chunlei versus Ma Biao!"

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Before the voice fell, pairs of teenagers rose into the air and landed on different arenas. Whether intentionally or not, the first round of competitions arranged by Qiankun Hall were all clearly divided between strong and weak. There was no showdown between strong and strong, and there was no scene of a fight between disciples of aristocratic families.

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Among the first batch of young men to appear, Jiang Yi is undoubtedly the most eye-catching. He is Jiang Lie's nephew and Jiang Haoyuan's cousin. He is skilled in swordsmanship and is known as the one who carries the cauldron among the disciples of the family. He is secretly regarded by many people as

Competitors.

This is Jiang Yi's first public appearance. He is of medium build and handsome, with a rare shaved head. His scalp is shiny and shines under the sun, which is impressive. Jiang Yi's limbs are well-proportioned and strong, and his hands are wide.

His movements are light and swift, and his expression is calm when he takes the stage, with almost no trace of excitement.

For him, this competition has no suspense and is simpler than eating and sleeping. As a direct descendant of the Jiang family, his goal is to win the first place in the competition.

For this reason, he shaved off his will and declared his determination to win.

The young man who faced off against Jiang Yi was stout, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He came from Longzhou in the northwest, and his surname was Zhou Mingzhi. He had a bold personality and was good at swordsmanship. His aptitude was barely average among the disciples, and his cultivation was still stuck on the edge of the high-grade realm.

He has never been able to break through to the state of perfection. Although he works very hard, martial arts emphasizes understanding. If you don't have understanding, you won't be able to make progress just by giving up your strength.

The two of them selected swords from the weapon racks and faced each other from a distance.

Zhou Zhi's family knew about his family affairs, and when he saw Jiang Yi holding a sword in his hand, his sword intent was rising, as if he were standing on a precipice. Without even explaining the situation, he let out a tiger's roar and raised his sword to pounce!

How could he not have heard of Jiang Yi's name? He was afraid that after the confrontation, his courage would be taken away, and he would not even have the courage to swing a sword, and then he would be humiliated and thrown into his grandma's house.

So I draw the sword decisively, not seeking no success but seeking no fault.

The man and the sword merged into one, and they swooped in with the strong wind. Zhou Zhi waved his right arm, and the sword light was like a dazzling rainbow, and he slashed at Jiang Yi's face. The move was simple and sharp, without too many tricks. He obviously knew it in his heart.

, don’t show off your moves when facing disciples from aristocratic families, otherwise you will be seeking your own death.

When the sword flashed, Jiang Yi remained motionless. But his gaze was like a sharp sword, directed at the flaw in Zhou Zhi's sword technique, and landed on his heart. His sword intent surged, as if he wanted to draw the sword and stab it.

Zhou Zhi felt a cold feeling in his heart, and his hair stood on end. He knew that his opponent had completely seen through the changes in his sword skills. He immediately lowered his shoulders, turned sideways, and advanced diagonally to the right. The steel sword took advantage of the situation and changed his moves to sweep across the waist.

Jiang Yi raised his gaze slightly, still seeing through the flaws in his moves, and shot at the key point between his eyebrows.

Zhou Zhi screamed strangely and raised his sword to protect the upper plate.

Regardless of how his opponent swings his sword, Jiang Yi's gaze moves quickly, and the point of impact must be a critical point that Zhou Zhi has to guard against.

Zhou Zhi wildly swung his sword, jumped around, and fully displayed his sword skills, which was in sharp contrast to Jiang Yi, who was as calm as a mountain. However, the crazier he became, the more flaws he exposed, and he stepped back step by step under Jiang Yi's gaze, gritting his teeth.

It's as if you are fighting an invisible ghost, which is quite strange.

The sky is bright, the wind is gentle and the sun is shining, and a chill is rising from the plains.

The young men looked at Zhou Zhi who was in a state of madness without knowing it. They all gasped and said that Jiang Yi was very strong, but it turned out that he was so ridiculously strong! He didn't even need to draw his sword, he just used his invisible gaze to kill his opponent.

Forced into a state of embarrassment!

"In the first round of the second round, Jiang Yi wins!"

Jiang Yi smiled slightly and withdrew his sharp sword-like gaze.

Zhou Zhi felt the pressure was lightened and instinctively stopped swinging the sword. Only then did he realize that he was sweating profusely and his muscles were sore. Looking at his opponent, he was still standing there, with the sword not yet unsheathed.

The strength gap between the two sides is as big as a world of difference.

Zhou Zhi lowered his head in shame and said bitterly: "Senior Brother Jiang is a great talent, I am not as good as him!"

Jiang Yi said: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. Don't be discouraged and stop moving forward!"

Zhou Zhi was shocked and solemnly said: "Yes!"

Jiang Yi's victory not only convinced Zhou Zhi, but all the disciples in the audience also applauded and cheered. How many of the people can defeat the opponent with just one pair of eyes? Regardless of the poor family, Jiang Yi is ranked among the best.

The most promising candidate to win the title of "Golden Man in Purple Clothes".
Chapter completed!