Long Tianyu relied on Murong Qingyue, his rich sister, and rested comfortably for three days to restore himself to his best condition. Of course, the relationship between the two became closer, just like relatives.
Murong Qingyue had a good relationship with Murong Xueyi, who had just arrived. Murong Qingyue went to the Imperial Guest House where Murong Xueyi lived all day long, making Long Tianyu unable to ask any questions.
Thinking of Murong Xueyi, Long Tianyu felt itchy, and he just wanted to take away the most important thing from Murong Xueyi. He wished he could destroy Murong Xueyi, sign a sex slave agreement, and then torture him at home every day with candles and whips...
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The competition will be held as scheduled in three days, and more than 5,000 participating young people will be divided into ten groups by drawing lots.
When he saw the lot he had drawn, he said, "The numbers are pretty good, number 88 in eight groups! Looks like I'm going to make a fortune in this competition."
Long Tianyu was still wearing the same clothes, but with a few more holes. Murong Qingyue said several times to buy him a new one, but Long Tianyu refused. He nicknamed him 'Brother Sharp', and it was easy to do it.
legend!
The competition venue is at the university campus in the north of the city, covering an area of more than two thousand acres. When Long Tianyu arrived, it was already crowded with people. Looking around, his eyes were full. Long Tianyu found that the development of girls in this continent was all over the place.
Excellent! They all look pretty. Although they are not as big as Murong Qingyue and Tuition Sister, they all have a certain size. They are really full of beauty, and Long Tianyu is happy to miss Shu.
If we were on Earth now, this would be a good opportunity to eat tofu.
But don't even think about it in Tianyuan Continent, or be careful that your hand will be broken off by the beauty's body-protecting fighting spirit.
But if you have super strength, of course you can touch whoever you want.
From a distance, the San people are basically people of inferior strength, except for people like Long Tianyu. People from the empire and some major sects all come together as a team, with guards to clear the way, and these San people do not dare to compliment them.
Long Tianyu saw Murong Xueyi in the Tianlong Empire team at a glance, because she was so shining. He had long heard that Murong Xueyi was the most beautiful woman in the Tianlong Empire, and it looked true from a distance.
Even though she was only wearing a blue magic robe, her beautiful face made all the men who saw her eyes widen, and they couldn't bear to waste time by blinking. The girls lowered their heads in shame after seeing it.
A holy face is incomparable to oneself.
"That girl looks pretty good, her curves are getting better and better, are she still human?" The human breasts, which were slightly better than Murong Qingyue's, made Long Tianyu reveal an evil smile.
"It seems that the Murong family is rich in breast implants! But they can't be used to warm the bed. This girl makes people feel cold when they see her, like an iceberg."
On the high platform of the school grounds, three tall swordsmen walked out, their bodies glowing with a slight cyan fighting spirit. It was obvious that all three of them had the strength of the Sword Sect.
Behind the three of them, an old man with gray hair and a fairylike spirit slowly walked out.
"It's actually the old man from Guyu!" Many young people from the family recognized the old man.
"Old man from the ancient realm?"
Looking at Long Tianyu's confused eyes, a young man on the side whispered to him: "Little brother, the old man from Guyu is the supreme ancestor of Fengtian Sect. He is already more than 700 years old."
"More than seven hundred years old? The old man from the ancient realm must have the strength of the Holy Magister, right?" Long Tianyu curiously asked the young man on the side.
"Little brother, what's wrong with you! The old man from the ancient domain only has the strength of a ninth-level magician! But he is an almost extinct alchemist in the mainland!"
"Alchemist!"
Long Tianyu has heard of this term before. It is a profession that uses magic as an aid to forge weapons or other utensils. There are very few people in the mainland who know it! Let alone a master like the old man from the ancient domain.
You must know that good alchemists are treated like magisters or great magisters. They are usually invited by the empire or from super-rich families.
"The old man from the ancient realm was a man who participated in the war between humans and demons back then, and was also the weapon manufacturer of some sword masters and sword masters back then. Every weapon he made was purchased by major empires and families. This time
The top three in the competition must have the best weapons forged by him." After saying that, the young man looked at the old man from Guyu with gleaming eyes, as if this old man had a divine weapon hidden in his body.
What Long Tianyu lacks is a good sword, and he is already gearing up for this competition.
The old man from Guyu is a rare magician with dual elements of wind and fire. He stood in front of the stage and said in his old voice: "Young people from all major sects and empires, our group competition is about to begin. Please show your
Your amazing strength.
The first 1,000 people will receive a reward of twenty gold coins!
The first two hundred people will receive a reward of one hundred gold coins!
The first fifty people will receive a reward of one thousand gold coins!
The top sixteen will receive 10,000 gold coins plus a steel epee or a Hideki wand!
The top eight will receive 10,000 gold coins plus a refined iron heavy sword or a mahogany staff.
The prizes for the top three will be given out at the end.”
"Damn, this old man is still appetizing!"
"Now, all the young men, please gather at your competition venue!" Following the words of the old man Gu Yu, ten huge signs with the numbers were erected in different places on the campus.
Long Tianyu naturally followed the crowd to the side of Channel 8.
Each huge round platform seems to have an area of 500 square meters, which is suitable for any profession. If there is a magician on both sides, they must be fifty meters apart at the beginning, which gives the magician enough time to sing.
Although it is said that killing is prohibited in the competition, sword magic has eyes. As long as it is not intentional, you will not be expelled. There are many deaths in the history of this competition, especially between the Tianlong Empire and the Blood Feather Empire.
There are three referees on each side of the circle, all of whom are strong men from various sects. The lowest one is also a swordsman or a magician.
Drawing lots was used again, and the numbers drawn were handed over to the referee. When he saw the market, the referee's luck was magical, and he shouted loudly: "No. 1 and No. 7, please come on stage."
In Long Tianyu's sight, the two swordsmen walked onto the round platform and saluted each other.
Long Tianyu shook his head, these two people were both seventh and eighth level swordsmen, they were simply small characters who could not join the ranks.
Sure enough, the two people on the stage pulled out their giant swords as soon as they came on, showed off their crimson fighting spirit, and began to chop at random. The two sides were evenly matched, and the fight was dripping with sweat.
There are no routines, no techniques, and no physical skills. They are like two barbarians. A fifth-level swordsman in the imperial army can defeat them within five moves.
All the players below the stage were sitting cross-legged and maintaining a good condition.
The school ground is a huge grandstand with a large number of people. It is estimated that there are more than 50,000 spectators, but the spectators near Channel 8 seem to have fallen asleep.
"Eighty-eight versus forty-four! Damn it, what kind of luck am I? It seems like there are no lottery tickets for sale here, otherwise this would be a shame."
The black-armored swordsman caught the opponent's delay after slashing into the air, hit the opponent's chest with an elbow, and kicked the opponent violently off the stage.
When Long Tianyu went to the restroom and came back, he found that seven or eight groups of people had changed on the stage, but they were all swordsmen and they were not interesting. However, a female swordsman occasionally appeared, which still attracted the attention of the men in the audience.
"Scene 33! No. 88 vs. No. 44! Please come on stage."
After the magician finished speaking, he drooled heavily. It seemed that shouting was more tiring than using magic.
"It's finally my turn!"
Long Tianyu walked up to the Taipei with his head held high, and everyone on the side moved away in disgust, "Made! It's embarrassing to come out dressed in such rags."
Long Tianyu's opponent was a ninth-level swordsman, fairly handsome and somewhat scholarly.
"I, Wang Wenqing, a ninth-level swordsman, please enlighten me!"
"Qiufeng, ninth-level swordsman, please enlighten me!" Seeing the other party being so polite, Long Tianyu also politely returned the favor.
The confrontation between two ninth-level swordsmen immediately attracted some people to watch, because among the five thousand people participating, swordsmen accounted for more than 4,000, and ninth-level swordsmen were already considered good.
Moreover, the elders of some sects will also select some good seedlings to cultivate.
"Bang!"
The opponent entered the state from the beginning, glowing with blood-red fighting spirit, which proved that he had the strength of the ninth level peak.
"Look, it's Wang Wenqing from the Fengtian Sect!" People from the Fengtian Sect recognized their fellow sect members at a glance.
"Show your sword!" Wang Wenqing drew out a thin sword. He was a wind swordsman and was not very strong.
Long Tianyu pulled out the broken sword from behind, and the audience immediately burst into laughter.
"Look at that kid's sword! My fire sticks are stronger than his!"
"I think that guy is just bragging! He's probably only a fifth-level swordsman!"
"I think that broken sword was probably picked up too!" "Hahaha..."
Long Tianyu's eyes looked at these people, and instantly they felt that their spines were frozen! Although they were covered by the bamboo hat and could not see their eyes, there was that murderous aura! It was the murderous aura that had a lot of blood on their hands!
Looking away, Long Tianyu also burst out with blood-red fighting spirit. His complexion changed slightly, but gradually stabilized.
On the high platform, the old man from Ancient Territory turned his eyes to Long Tianyu, and there seemed to be a rare surprise in his eyes!
"This feeling seems so familiar. Why does his stance look so like a snow dragon's step!"
"Hi!"
Wang Wenqing rushed up, raised his sword and blocked Long Tianyu's blow. He quickly relied on the characteristics of his wind element to attack from all directions with speed.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
No matter how Wang Wenqing attacks, he will be easily blocked by Long Tianyu, and Long Tianyu's movements are like dancing.
"Damn! Qingfeng Po!"
Wang Wenqing turned around and used his only mid-level human-level combat skill!
The double fusion of wind element and wind fighting spirit turned the long sword into an emerald green flame! It slashed at Long Tianyu with all its strength.
"It's just what it looks like." Long Tianyu didn't use such combat skills at all, so he couldn't be hurt at all!
Long Tianyu now knows two combat skills, the mid-level Xuan-level Earth Splitting Slash, the lower-level Heavenly Level Golden Wind Domain, and of course the very awesome skills, each with potential comparable to level-destroying Warcraft skills.
"when!"
"What!"
Long Tianyu blocked sideways, effortlessly and elegantly, without any pressure at all. He raised his sword upwards, and Wang Wenqing's long sword rotated in the air and was firmly inserted into the ground five feet away.
"Continue?" Long Tianyu retracted the broken sword handsomely, like a master.
"I surrender!"
Wang Wenqing was not stupid. The opponent's strength and speed were far superior to his. Everyone could guess that the opponent was extraordinary.
"Process!" If others are polite to Long Tianyu, Long Tianyu will also be polite to him, so all the younger brothers under Long Tianyu at that time respected him very much.