The incident between Zhang Biao and Shang Yunfeng was just a small episode for Chen Hai.
Not to mention their status and strength, even if they are several times stronger, as long as they have not yet become true immortals, it will be difficult for them to fall into his eyes.
When he saw that Shang Yunfeng was unhappy, the most he could do was to have him eliminated in the competition, that was all.
As for how Zhang Biao will react after he leaves, and what will he do?
It had nothing to do with him and he was too lazy to care.
With his hands behind his back, Chen Hai took his time and made only one or two turns in the huge valley. The senior members of the sect, headed by Ye Qingqing, had already descended into the valley.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the bloodthirsty sect competition officially began.
Before this, Chen Hai met his wife Ye Qingqing and chatted for a few words.
According to her idea, she wanted Chen Hai to join her in condescendingly sitting on the high platform specially built for watching the battle at the head of the valley.
However, Chen Hai considered her suggestion for a while and was eventually declined.
After all, he is not a member of the Bloodthirsty Sect, and he has no duties at all within his sect.
It doesn't matter if he leisurely strolls down there for a while, but asking him to run to the high platform and sit with Ye Qingqing and other high-level officials of the sect is obviously unfair.
Besides, he always likes to keep a low profile and does not like to appear in public. Except for his wife Ye Qingqing, he does not want to have any interaction with other senior officials in the sect.
Seeing that he refused so neatly, Ye Qingqing, who already had a certain understanding of his temperament, hesitated for a while and finally did not say anything more.
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Sitting on the specially built high platform, you can have a clear view of the entire valley.
This large area has been divided into six venues.
Bloodthirsty Sect disciples of the same level will definitely be at the same venue when participating in the competition.
Six grades and six venues can be matched one by one.
"Senior Brother Fang, in terms of strength, I am definitely no match for you. When I meet you right after I go into battle, I am unlucky and I will admit defeat!"
"***Zhang Chen, you are so despicable and shameless that you can even do such a vile thing as spreading lime?"
"Haha! I've never heard of this sentence before. I was negligent and you said I was despicable. Should I say you are stupid? Or should I say you are naive? Get out of here. I won this game!
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Among the six venues, competitions are in full swing.
Some people sign up to participate in the competition, which is just a formality. They have no hope at all whether they can achieve any good results.
After walking to the competition venue and saying hello to their opponents, they jumped off the stage without saying a word.
There are also some people who, knowing that they are not strong enough, were forced to sign up, and they simply did not come.
The people who really get on the stage, punch and kick, and have a great time fighting with their opponents are basically the kind of people who are looking forward to those twenty spots.
Those who are powerful and are the most popular players in this competition, maintain their own identity and are quite behaved.
But those people below who are of average strength will really do anything in order to win.
Just like the guy on the playing field just now, he said that he was the elder brother and the younger brother was the younger brother, and he looked like he was ready to admit defeat. When his opponent was off guard and was negligent, he threw a few big bags of quicklime, which was really disappointing.
He kicked his opponent off the ring and eventually won the game.
Similar things happened a lot on several stages at the beginning.
However, later on, when those participating in the competition were on guard, it would be difficult for such unscrupulous means to have any effect.
"Palace Master Yang, Hall Master Qian, who do you think can stand out in this competition and get the final spot?"
"My disciple Yuan Fang is pretty good. When he first entered the sixth level of Yukong, he jumped up and fought and successfully killed a cultivator of the seventh level of manifestation. After joining the sect twenty years ago, he reached
Among this group of disciples who have been together for thirty years, not only will he be at the top of the list, but there will definitely be no problem for him to be in the top three. (The next page will be more exciting!)
of."
"Qin Tian, our Law Enforcement Hall, is pretty good. In the battle to expel the demon clan, he was surrounded and killed by three demon clans of the same level. He was not weak, but he was at a disadvantage. In the end, he killed one of them."
"Among the disciples who have been in this level for thirty to forty years, the strongest one must be Shang Yunfeng of our Dharma transmission hall. Look, the person on the third competition venue who is preparing to go on stage is him.
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On the high platform, the people who were watching the battle were condescending. While scanning the scenes on the competition field below, they also gathered together from time to time to talk a few words.
The former Bloodthirsty Sect could be promoted to Supreme Elder and become the top being within the sect after entering the ninth realm of thunder tribulation.
Nowadays, the position of Supreme Elder no longer exists.
Within the sect, although the true immortals and true demons have not yet been born, the number of cultivators at the level of the Nine Realms Thunder Tribulation has already been countless.
Especially after Yaowang Valley was merged into the Bloodthirsty Sect, with the support of their elixirs, basically every year that passed, there would be a few more Nine Realm Thunder Tribulations in the sect.
At this moment, none of the elders and palace masters on the high platform have strength below the level of the Nine Realm Thunder Tribulation.
Other sects in the outside world vaguely regard the Bloodthirsty Sect as the number one sect in the Western Man Mountain Realm. In addition to lacking the true immortal and true demon levels, in terms of mid-to-high-level combat power, they can barely live up to this reputation.
It's quite responsible.
Among the people on the high platform, except for Ye Qingqing, who kept his identity and rarely spoke, the other elders and palace masters pointed at the competition venue below, and their voices of discussion almost never stopped.
As Master Tian of the Chuanfa Hall among the crowd spoke, many people's eyes were directly focused on Shang Yunfeng, who was dressed in white and waving a folding fan in his hand on the third venue.
"Who is No. 37? Hurry up and come on stage to fight me!" Standing proudly on the stage, Shang Yunfeng glanced around.
After seeing that no one answered, he let out a long sigh: "My strength is too invincible. I want to be defeated but can't. It's too lonely."
"Number 37, I know you are afraid of my reputation and worried about being embarrassed. The loss in my hands will be too miserable."
"Actually, you don't have to be like this. Be brave and give yourself more confidence."
"Even if you really lose at my hands, it's better than you being afraid of fighting and being a coward.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./error\./first\./发~
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"Let's do this. I promise you in front of everyone that as long as you take the initiative to come up to the stage and fight me, I will make you not fight back in three moves. What do you think?"
The folding fan was gently swaying in his hand, and Shang Yunfeng's face was always filled with a friendly smile that was like a spring breeze.
Even if his opponent abstains and does not show up, although he can win the game, he will win too easily and will not be able to show his supreme style at all.
If possible, he naturally hopes that his opponent will come to power and then be defeated by him.
"Senior Brother Shang, as a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch. Are you really willing to let me take three moves without fighting back?"
Shang Yunfeng's words still had some effect. As soon as he finished speaking, a fat man who looked extremely wretched took the initiative to speak and confirmed to him.
"Are you number thirty-seven?"
"right!"
"Come on, if I regret the promise I made in front of so many people, how will I lose face in the future?" With a charming smile still hanging on his lips, Shang Yunfeng waved to the little fat man and responded.
Despite Shang Yunfeng's promise, the little fat man still hesitated.
He had long heard people say that Shang Yunfeng was not only powerful, he was also ruthless and extremely vicious when it came to attacking others.
When he came here, he only knew that his opponent was No. 38, but he did not know that No. 38 was Shang Yunfeng. Otherwise, he would have just retreated into the room.
"They didn't even fight back and gave you three moves. Why are you standing there standing still if you don't go up?" A sudden voice fell in the little fat man's ears.
Following the source of the voice, he looked over and saw an ordinary young man grinning at him.
Then, he flew up involuntarily and fell towards the ring.
"Boy, if I tell you three moves, I'll give you three moves."
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"After three moves, I will strike again. I promise not to kill you, but at most I will cripple you!"
The moment the little fat man landed on the ring, Shang Yunfeng, who was only a few steps away from him, had his eyes on him.
The smile hanging on the corners of his lips was still very charming, but somehow it gave the little fat man an extremely eerie feeling...\./hand\./machine\./edition\./first\./发
\./update\./new~~ This chapter has been completed!