The little episode about the curtain box has passed for the time being.
Dozens of strong men in Zhongtian Territory were impatient to wait, so the cold pressure on their bodies couldn't help but become heavier.
The closest sect leaders and elders all suffered.
Su Chengnie looked around, then took a few steps forward and bowed to the dozens of powerful men in the Zhongtian Domain.
Immediately, he used his spiritual power to increase his volume, ensuring that everyone on the huge platform could hear it.
"Now, Su announces that the sect competition in the Lower Three Domains has officially begun!"
"Now, the teams that have drawn numbers one to ten, please come out and go on stage in order to compete."
As soon as these words came out, the cultivators all over the Lower Three Realms couldn't help but get excited.
Is it finally starting?!
Since the sect that Yu Qiu and Feng Xinglan belong to won the first place, all Fengyun friends encouraged them.
Yunzheng smiled teasingly, "Fifteenth-level sect, you guys should be able to handle it, right?"
"Wait." Feng Xinglan said calmly, without any fear at all.
Yu Qiu's eyes twinkled, and he smiled with a hooked lips, "We are not that weak."
Nangong Qingqing smiled and said, "Come on, Brother Lan, Brother Qiu."
Since time was tight and there was no time to say too much, the Tianji Sect team that Yu Qiu and Feng Xinglan belonged to had already set off for the arena.
Before long, twenty teams were standing on the stage.
The young disciples from the three major waiting areas were moved to the auditorium to officially watch the match.
At this time, everyone also started a heated discussion about the situation in the ring.
"On Arena No. 1, the fifteenth-rate Xiu Sect in Senyu Land was so lucky to meet a small eighteenth-rate sect."
"The disciples of those eighteenth-level sects are almost all in the Qi-breaking realm. It makes me laugh to death. Nanyang Airspace is indeed unusually weak."
"Look at the young disciples of Lu Xiu Sect, all of them are extremely strong. Most of them have broken through to the Po Yuan Realm. I bet that Arena No. 1 is the first to finish."
"Hahaha..." mingled with unabashed mocking laughter sounded.
This is not just a mockery of the Tianji Sect, but also a disdain for the overall strength of the entire Nanyang Airspace.
The leader of the Luxiu Sect in Senyu Land smiled heartily, "On this stage is the weakest team sent by our sect to compete..."
The implication is that the weakest team has already defeated Feng Xinglan and others.
At this moment, the faces of the people in Nanyang Airspace were naturally not very good.
Cangzhou watched the play happily.
Especially the leader of the Tianji Sect was on pins and needles.
The leader and elders of the Tianji Sect raised their eyes and looked at the two people on the No. 1 ring from a distance, thinking to themselves, Feng Xinglan and Yu Qiu, you two, work harder, don't let the Tianji Sect lose so ugly.
On stage one.
There was a confrontation between two parties, one was a young disciple with wheat-colored skin, and the other was a 'boy with a pretty face' who seemed to be very weak.
The man headed by Lu Xiuzong was tall and mighty, with a wheat-colored face that looked a bit wild and handsome. His cultivation was at the late stage of the Po Yuan realm, and he was the strongest among the ten.
On the Tianji Sect's side, the cold man and the evil man were leading the group side by side. The disciples behind them were pale, and they were fighting, obviously frightened and frightened.
"The first round of team battle has officially begun!"
Following Su Chengnie's order, all the disciples on the ten stages began to move.
Not many people paid attention to Arena No. 1 because they felt that the outcome of this match was determined.
Suddenly, there was a violent explosion.
Everyone looked for the sound and saw that the explosion actually came from Arena No. 1.
I saw the cold man in white holding a long sword. The sword had faint spiritual power left on it, but his expression was indifferent.
The disciples of the Luxiu Sect opposite...
No, there are no disciples practicing Lu on the opposite side.
Because they all fell off the ring, some were knocked unconscious, and some clutched their chests and screamed.
They all had sword wounds on their bodies.
Everyone was stunned: "!!!"
What happened to this girl?!
After everyone was stunned for a few seconds, they burst into an uproar.
"What happened just now?"
"Why are all the teams on Arena No. 1 eliminated?"
"Can anyone tell me the reason?"
"I just saw it. The ten people from the Lu Xiu Sect took it lightly, and the man in white slashed them all with a slash of his sword!"
"No way, what kind of strength does he have? He actually chopped them down with one sword?!" Most people asked in surprise.
"It's true!"
Dozens of strong men from the Zhongtian Domain who were sitting at the front were also slightly surprised. The sword intent of the young disciple in white on the first stage...
Very strong.
The sword power is beyond what he should have realized at his age.
Moreover, his cultivation level should be at the Breaking Mysterious Realm! A sect with this level of strength in their Middle Heaven Realm can be an outer sect disciple.
Dozens of powerful men in Zhongtian Domain saw this and secretly remembered him.
At this moment, Yu Qiu turned his head to look at Feng Xinglan with a dull expression on his face, showing the pain of betrayal in his eyes.
Feng Xinglan looked back at Yu Qiu and said calmly: "We won."
Yu Qiu's face darkened, and he yelled crazily in his heart that he was actually useless.
Feng Xinglan frowned and asked straightly: "Are you unhappy?"
Hearing this, Yu Qiu sighed and shook his head: "...No." He now realized a problem, that is, even if he wins, he is not very happy.
The remaining eight disciples of the Tianji Sect were very excited about winning, and they all hugged together to celebrate.
Arena No. 1 ended the first round of team battle ahead of schedule.
In the Tianji Sect's ten-person team, one person is indifferent, one person is depressed, and eight people are enjoying the carnival.