At ten o'clock in the morning, Qingyun audition venue.
On the rostrum, in addition to Wu Tianshi, who is in the main line of Longhu Mountain, there are seven other figures. Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, his aura is calm, and his movements reveal a powerful power that makes people dare not look directly.
These powerful men are all heads of major sects and families. They have been famous for a long time and are dean-level figures.
The weakest among them also has the peak strength of the earth realm, and the aura of the two of them is as vast as Wu Tianshi, making them strong men in the heaven.
Under Guan Feihong's introduction, Ye Fan learned the identities of the two powerful men.
Tianshan Sword Immortal—Duan Qingxiao!
The leader of the Quanzhen Sect—Zhenren Yuanyang!
Wu Tianshi and these two heavenly experts are the judges of this Qingyun test.
Although the Tianshan Sword Sect is located in the Western Region, its strength cannot be underestimated. The Tianshan Swordsmanship draws on the strengths of each sect, is broad and profound, capable of both offense and defense, is powerful in swordsmanship, and is extremely fast, able to penetrate any gap it sees.
Duan Qingxiao is known as the "Sword Immortal". He has a large Sumeru sword style, and he has the mysterious ability to "take Sumeru into the mustard seed". Even in a small room, he can move and retract it freely, and can exert great power.
The Quanzhen sect where Master Yuanyang belongs is the authentic Taoist sect. The founder of the sect is Chongyangzi. Its practice method is also very special. It mainly focuses on inner alchemy and advocates the cultivation of life and nature. First, cultivate sex, then life, and get rid of emotions.
Desire, clear nature and seeing the way.
They have a supreme status in the ancient martial arts world, and they are impeccable as judges for the Qingyun Examination.
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"Ahem..."
At this moment, Wu Tianshi cleared his throat.
Everyone in the audience immediately stopped shouting and looked up at the rostrum with expressions of respect and solemnity.
At this time, Wu Tianshi continued: "All my martial arts colleagues and young heroes, I welcome you all to come all the way to Yunnong Peak to participate in this Qingyun Trial!"
"The Qingyun Examination originally means 'stepping high into the clouds' and 'straight up the clouds'! The young generation's geniuses are the hope for the future of our ancient martial arts world! Next, Pindao will announce the rules!"
"Since the number of participants in this competition is far greater than in previous competitions, in order to save time, one-on-one competition cannot be conducted! Therefore, after consultation with several of our judges, we plan to divide all contestants into 8 groups.
Group battle! Each group will determine a winner, who will be the top 8, and then draw lots to play against each other!"
Upon hearing this competition rule, everyone in the venue changed their colors.
Because of the bright moon in the east, the number of people participating in the Qingyun Examination this time has increased significantly compared with the previous ones.
It is natural for the organizers to make changes to the rules.
But as a result, the difficulty of advancing to the top 8 has increased significantly.
In the arena, there will be a big melee between dozens of people, and even those with superior strength are not sure of victory.
What's more, the stronger you are, the more likely you are to be targeted by others, and you may even be attacked in groups.
The person who succeeds in qualifying in the end may actually be someone with a weaker level.
Of course, with Ye Fan's overbearing strength, he was absolutely sure that one could defeat a hundred and break out of the siege, so there was no panic in his heart.
After Wu Tianshi announced the rules, all the young warriors participating in the competition came to the stage to draw lots.
Because of the large number of people, the drawing lasted for a quarter of an hour.
Everyone has a number from 1 to 16 in their hands. People with the same number are opponents in the same group.
Ye Fan drew the number "1", which means he will play in the first group later, and Guan Feihong drew the number "3".
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Soon, a large arena with a radius of several hundred meters was designated in the venue.
Immediately afterwards, the Taoist robes on Wu Tianshi's body moved automatically without any wind, and his momentum was rising steadily. He kneaded his fingers and stepped on his feet to fight, setting up a barrier on the ring to ensure that the aftermath of the battle would not leak out.
"Next, please enter the ring with the contestant with the number 1!" Wu Tianshi said.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than thirty warriors in the arena started to set off and boarded the ring, looking eager to succeed in the promotion.
However, when they saw that Ye Fan was also on the stage, their faces were pale and bloodless, as if they had been drained of all their strength and could not muster any fighting spirit.
Prior to this, Ye Fan had already demonstrated his unparalleled domineering strength, and even the strong men in the realm were no match for him.
Coupled with Wu Tianshi's prophecy of "one emperor through the ages", Ye Fan became an invincible existence in the minds of everyone!
Most of these warriors in the arena are only Huang Realm masters, and the strongest ones have just entered the Xuan Realm.
This huge gap in strength cannot be made up by quantity.
Even if they were added together, they might not be Ye Fan's opponent.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a fierce aura erupted from the audience, turned into a black rainbow and cut through the sky, flying straight onto the ring.
The power is so powerful that it seems to be able to tear the sky apart, which is extremely terrifying.
"Boom!"
When the man landed, the entire arena shook, as if a small earthquake had occurred.
Some of the weaker warriors were caught off guard and almost fell down.
Looking from a distance, he saw that the person coming was none other than Zhang Kuang, and in his palm was a 1-digit number.
Zhang Kuang turned his head to look at Ye Fan, his eyes were like sharp blades, and he burst into a wild laugh:
"Ah ha ha ha... Mask man, I didn't expect that by such a coincidence, the two of us are actually in the same group! I have long been unhappy with you, so I will take this opportunity to deal with you severely!"
As he spoke, Zhang Kuang glanced at the more than thirty other warriors on the stage and said disdainfully:
"Hey... I'll give you one minute, get off the stage immediately, don't delay my showdown with this masked man! Otherwise, I will personally break your bones later!"
Between the lines, there was an unabashed threat, and he did not take them seriously at all.
After hearing these words, the faces of those warriors looked as ugly as if they had eaten shit, and they felt extremely aggrieved.
They came to Yunong Peak from all over the country in order to become famous in the Qingyun Examination.
Even if you cannot come out on top, you must at least stand out. If you step down without a single move, you may become a laughing stock and be ridiculed by your colleagues.
However, it is no one else who threatens them, but Zhang Kuang, the demon king of the Zhang family!
A person’s name, the shadow of a tree!
He is arrogant, fierce, powerful, and domineering, and has long been famous.
No one who offends him will end well.
Compared with dignity, one's own life is more important.
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After experiencing a battle between heaven and man, the more than thirty warriors did not care about the embarrassment, and actually fled from the stage one after another and abstained one after another.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the famous figures on the rostrum were a little ugly. They never expected that this first competition would be such a child's play!
But this is the choice of those young warriors, and they cannot interfere.
For a moment, there were no other people waiting in the huge arena, only Zhang Kuang and Ye Fan were left, facing each other from a distance.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
All the eyes of the audience were focused on the two of them.
The atmosphere is like a bowstring stretched to the extreme. As long as there is a little excitement, an unprecedented battle will break out.
Suddenly, the corners of Zhang Kuang's mouth raised slightly, forming a strange smile, and he shouted:
"Mask Man, I admit that you are somewhat capable, but... our Zhang family's unique skills are not inferior to those of the hidden sect, and are beyond the imagination of ordinary people!"
"What's more important is that, according to my judgment, you defeated the powerful person in the earth realm with just one move. You probably used some secret technique to enhance your strength. You wanted to deliberately establish your authority and make others fear you! But in this case,
It is absolutely impossible for you to use such a secret technique again in such a short period of time!"
As soon as these words came out, many warriors in the arena were shaken, their faces showed expressions of sudden realization, and they kept nodding their heads in deep agreement.
In the world of ancient martial arts, there are some mysterious techniques, similar to the "Magic of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons", which can increase a warrior's combat effectiveness several times in a short period of time, thereby defeating the opponent and reversing the situation.
But there are gains and losses!
After forcibly exchanging such power, the caster will definitely suffer backlash, ranging from internal injuries to internal injuries that require a long period of recuperation, to life-threatening consequences.
If it is really as crazy as he guessed, today's Ye Fan is nothing more than a "paper tiger" and is not vulnerable at all!