Time passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the day of the arena competition.

Lin Tian dressed up in disguise and followed Cui Lin and Zi Bingbing to a gymnasium.

This stadium is the largest activity center on Kuanglong Island, and almost all large-scale events are held here.

When Lin Tian came to the door, he saw someone guarding the gate and passing through one by one, as if checking for tickets at a concert.

The man at the door stretched out his palm to Zi Bingbing and said to her: "My mobile phone will be confiscated when I enter the venue. Please take the receipt and collect it when you come out."

Zi Bingbing frowned, her cell phone was her life and she would never leave her body.

Her temper was rising and she was ready to curse others with her hands on her hips.

The man was quite smart. When he saw that she was about to get angry, he quickly explained.

"This is a rule for watching the ring competition, everyone must hand in their mobile phones.

No photography or video recording is allowed inside the venue, and it is prohibited to broadcast footage of the game."

I see.

Lin Tian found it interesting that the confidentiality work was done quite well.

To ordinary people, cultivators are hidden existences.

If someone uploads clips of the ring competition to the Internet and lets the public know that such an outrageous thing exists, it will inevitably cause social unrest.

Zi Bingbing retracted her anger, took out her cell phone angrily, and handed it to the doorman.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief. None of these cultivators could be offended.

Lin Tian obediently turned off his cell phone and handed it to the doorman, and the three of them walked in.

There were already many people inside the venue.

However, there were not as many people as Lin Tian expected. Most of the audience had dark skin and were dressed more like local residents.

There are relatively few audience seats at the venue, and the stage in the middle occupies a relatively large area.

It was also the first time for Zi Bingbing to watch an arena match, and she was even more surprised than Lin Tian.

She looked around and said, "Isn't this just like going to a concert?"

The audience seats surround the stage. There are many audience seats in the front and only a few behind the stage.

Cui Lin pointed to the audience seat behind the stage and said to Zi Bingbing: "Miss, that's the VIP seat, for the descendants of the clans and important figures from various sects.

You go and sit over there later. The name of the sect is written on the chair. You follow the instructions and sit down."

"What about you?"

Cui Lin pointed to the rows closest to the stage.

"This is the contestant area. Mutian and I sit here."

Zi Bingbing compared it and said excitedly: "The position I sit in is really good and I can see it more clearly.

As expected, it was the VIP seat, the best place to watch the movie in the whole venue.

Wood, it's a pity that you can only sit here.

Come on later, hold on longer, don't let me underestimate you."

After receiving Zi Bingbing's sincere words, Lin Tian twitched his lips and smiled.

Zi Bingbing suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, why hasn't that second elder guy come yet? Did he show up at the last moment?"

Cui Lin said helplessly: "It's not like you don't know the temperament of the second elder. He is always the last to come and the first to leave."

Lin Tian felt a little ashamed. Can an elder do this?

Why do I feel more and more that Ziyang Villa is unreliable?

Zi Bingbing said goodbye to them and walked to the VIP table.

Cui Lin did not forget to explain to her later.

"Miss, keep a low profile and talk less. The people sitting over there with you are many old monsters from various sects. If you accidentally offend some old monsters, you will be in trouble."

"I see!"

Zi Bingbing waved her hand coolly and walked away without looking back.

Lin Tian followed Cui Lin and walked to their contestants' seats.

He saw the name of the sect written on the back of the chair. They came earlier and the contestants area was empty.

Lin Tian had some small expectations. After those people arrived one after another, he would be able to correspond to their identities and names one by one.

Not long after, Lin Tian saw the figure of an acquaintance.

This acquaintance also caused quite a stir. It was Zhu Da and his four bodyguards.

Zhu Da was dressed plainly and wore a pair of sunglasses, looking like a playboy.

However, his four bodyguards were dressed in flashy clothes, and their pomp and circumstance attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Tian smiled.

Zhu Da is still the same, very high-profile.

Zhu Da saw Lin Tian from the corner of his eye, looked at him through the gap in his sunglasses, and waved to Lin Tian excitedly.

Lin Tian nodded slightly, taking it as a greeting.

Many people saw this scene and couldn't help but become curious about Lin Tian's identity.

"Who is that person? He seems to have a good relationship with Mr. Zhu from Bitao Pavilion. I heard that Mr. Zhu rarely associates with Taoists, which is really strange."

"Being able to establish a relationship with Mr. Zhu is equivalent to establishing a relationship with Bitao Pavilion. That person will have a bright future."

"Master Zhu is very distant from Hou Yongze. I thought he was aloof and cold, but he was so close to an outsider."

"That man is sitting in the seat of Ziyang Villa. He wants to compete in the group competition. I don't know when Ziyang Villa produced such a young talent."

"The one next to him is Cui Lin from Ziyang Villa. Cui Lin performed very well in the last arena competition, but it's a pity that he didn't get first place."

...

Zhu Da walked towards the VIP table.

Lin Tian heard the comments from the people around him and felt a little funny.

Everyone thinks that Zhu Da is aloof. If they see Zhu Da and Lin Tian getting along, they will know that he is a second-rate person.

Lin Tian watched the people in the VIP seats gradually take their seats and asked Cui Lin, "Cui Lin, will the leader of a faction appear among the people in the VIP seats?"

As far as he knew, Zi Feipeng was not coming, so he asked.

Cui Lin shook his head.

"No, each sect will not send a leader to this kind of arena competition. At most, the elders and clan members will come to watch."

Cui Lin's subtext is that a competition of this level does not require the appearance of the leader.

People are taking their seats in the contestants area one after another.

Based on the information Zhu Da told him, Lin Tian recognized the person roughly.

First of all, the people from the Flying Eagle Sect have a very eye-catching image.

He has thick hair, a beard, and a short stature. He walks with a swagger and is particularly rough.

Among the two members of the Flying Eagle Sect, one of them is the dominant one, and it should be Elk who is on the second level the day after tomorrow.

The other one is Elke's younger brother, who is slimmer than Elke.

Sitting in the next seat next to Lin Tian is a white-faced and elegant man with a crane tattooed on his arm. He is Zhao Hongyuan from Baihe Hall.

There were also two men wearing straw hats, dark skin, and no shirts. They looked like two brothers.

It must be Yuan Qian and Yuan Kun.

The monks in Gusu City are all bald, and the leading man is Lei Zi, who has a somewhat upright demeanor.

The location of the Ghost Mansion is vacant, and no one has come yet.

Gu Binghe from the Ice and Snow Palace also walked in. They were both wearing Hanfu, with matching makeup and hair, and they looked like they were playing role-playing.

Gu Binghe still looks cold and indifferent, always walking alone on the catwalk, living in his own time and space, ignoring others.
Chapter completed!