As the representative of the Ziyang Sword Sect's headmaster, Ziyun Pavilion, read out the rules, this Qianlong Sword Discussion Conference officially began. The rules of the Qianlong Conference are also very simple, which is a challenge! Each participating spirit swordsman can challenge different people according to his or her number.

Any Spirit Sword Master with a number greater than 100 can challenge you. If you fail, you will not be promoted. If you win, the number of the person being challenged will be automatically changed to the number of the person being challenged. Starting from the person being challenged, the number will be automatically adjusted backward. Of course, it is not an unlimited challenge. If you fail the challenge, you will not be promoted.

You are not allowed to challenge an opponent who has challenged you for the second time, and you are not allowed to challenge a player who has defeated an opponent before. Each person is not allowed to challenge more than nine times a day. This avoids many unnecessary battles and saves a lot of time.

Of course, only Ziyun Spirit Master can complete such complicated statistical sorting. She can grasp the dynamics of each contestant based on his sword brand.

There are a total of 108 sword forums. It is impossible for all the more than 5,000 contestants to take part in the competition. According to the convention, all contestants are divided into five sequences. The purple sword mark is the first sequence, and the golden seal is divided into four sequences.

, starting from the last sequence, for two days!

The serial number on the back of Mo Wen's hand flashed, and a small five-character word appeared in the corner.

"Fifth sequence!"

Liu Rui and others all looked at Mo Wen with sympathy. They were very confident in Mo Wen's strength and knew very well how strong it was, but they knew that it was not counted and Qianlongmen would not admit it. From the last to the last in the sequence,

How many battles will it take to reach the first sequence? Thinking about it makes people's scalp numb. Even Shi Zhongtian, a fighting maniac, shuddered. It's like you are asked to fight with a baby who has just learned to walk every day. If you don't fight,

If it’s not enough, you still have to play enough games, it’s absolutely disgusting!

"Name." A weak mental wave suddenly passed into Mo Wen's heart.

Mo Wen's eyes turned cold and he immediately looked at the sword command mark on the back of his hand. This mental fluctuation was obviously coming from the mark! He looked up and glanced at Murong Xin and others. Seeing the astonished expressions on their faces, he understood something.

As soon as he muttered, he sent out a mental wave with his sword sense.

"Mo Qiu."

A huge light and shadow suddenly spread out above the sky, densely covered with 5,079 names and serial numbers, divided into five areas. The first area was purple-gold, the second area was gold, the third area was silver-white, and the fourth area was purple-gold.

The area is red, and the fifth area is dark black. It is the list of contestants divided into five groups.

"Oh! My uncle's name is Mo Qiu! What a cool name!" Su Yan exclaimed in surprise when she saw Mo Wen's name.

Mo Wen was a little speechless. How could a name be used so happily?

The sword discussion conference has just begun and has become intense. Because there are at least a thousand people in the first row, and there are only 108 sword discussion platforms, it can be said that there are more monks than there is food. With a shout, hundreds of contestants bravely went to the sword platform.

Go ahead and grab a seat first no matter what!

Soon, one hundred and eight genius spirit sword masters stood proudly on the sword discussion stage, while other spirit sword masters returned to the resting pavilion angrily. Who allowed themselves to run too slowly?

As one hundred and eight spirit sword masters stood on the sword discussion stage, a wide light and shadow spread out in front of each person. One hundred names and serial numbers were arranged in order and displayed in ten groups in front of these contestants. These names are:

The ones are yellow, but most of them are red. Yellow means that the opponent is also on the sword discussion stage, and green means that they can challenge. The contestants can choose the challenge at their own discretion.

One hundred and eight contestants one after another smashed the challenge objects they chose. In the surrounding pavilions, auras of light rose up, which was the response of the sword command marks of the selected ones.

Needless to say, Mo Wen's sword mark will definitely not light up, and no one will be too full to choose a player with a lower serial number than their own.

"Uncle Junior, why didn't you run faster just now?" Su Yan was worried about Mo Wen's indifference just now.

Mo Wen glanced at the sword aura on the sword discussion table below: "It doesn't matter, there are plenty of opportunities."

Mo Wen was right. The battles between spirit sword masters were straight forward, with the winner and loser decided in a split second. Stalemate fights rarely happened, and rarely lasted more than a quarter of an hour. As expected, the sword debate stage below was filled with scenes.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly. Some people cheered and some lamented. The contestants went up one after another and came down one after another. More than a thousand black numbers in the fifth sequence in the sky quickly changed their owners, which made people feel sad.

It was dizzying. At this moment, I had just advanced one place, and the next moment I might have dropped dozens of places! The contrast was so huge that it was staggering! What was even more intense was that the names of the last hundred people in the fourth sequence were constantly being pulled down, and the winner

Add it from the fifth sequence.

This heated scene lasted until after noon, and then gradually calmed down. By this time, everyone's strength and ranking had basically stabilized. Even if there was room for improvement, it would not be too big. And with the reduction of challenge opportunities, each one

Players have to carefully consider their opponent before deciding on an opponent, and do not want to waste the opportunity. Gradually, vacancies begin to appear on the sword discussion stage.

Mo Wen stood up from his seat.

"Come on, Junior Master! Junior Junior Uncle is the best!" Su Yan was even more excited than Mo Wen, shouting excitedly, as if she had already imagined that Junior Junior Uncle waved his hand gently on the sword discussion stage, and the enemies were like chickens and tiles.

Like a dog, he was wiped out in ashes. It's true, isn't it bullying to let a strong swordsman who can drop a stone in the sky with a sword in an instant fight with a group of little guys who are still struggling in the sword vein stage?

Standing on the sword discussion stage, Mo Wen opened the challenge list in front of his eyes. He just glanced at it and clicked on the name of the person in the first column and row.

No. 4979 - Luhe!

In a pavilion, the mark on the back of the hand of a strong man who had just put his butt on the chair suddenly lit up.

"Why is there still someone challenging me at this time?" Lu He was extremely depressed. Being ranked among the bottom 100 naturally did not make people feel good. He looked at the back of his hand and was startled at first, and then his whole chest was filled with anger.

The last one dares to challenge himself? Thinking that he is a soft persimmon? This is simply a slap in the face!

"Boy, you made me very angry, and the consequences will be serious!" Lu He looked down at Mo Wen, who was half lower than him, with a serious tone.

Mo Wen's face was calm, and the sword pouch on his waist flashed, and a first-order high-grade spiritual sword appeared in his hand. The wide khaki sword body released rich earth-attribute spiritual power fluctuations. However, this sword obviously did not hold up in Mo Wen's hand.

Waves of friendly and thick spiritual power were rushing toward Mo Wen, trying to shake away this master he didn't recognize.
Chapter completed!