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Tianyuan Prefecture, Heile Mountain.
This is the sub-helm of Moyuan Sect in Tianyuan State.
The Moyuan Sect is not in the Tiandao League, and has not been registered in the Tiandao League, but it is powerful, and it is the mortal enemy of the Tiandao League.
In the dark hall, a man in a black robe and exuding a long black air sat on the main seat, playing with the crystal clear skull in his hand.
It is not possible to tell whether it is a man or a woman from the outside.
On both sides of the hall, more than a dozen elders sat, all dressed in black robes, filled with black air, making it difficult to see their dignity clearly.
"Master Rudder, most of the younger generation of Tianyuan Prefecture have gathered on Yuanlong Mountain. This is a great opportunity for us. As long as the younger generation of Tianyuan Prefecture is cut off, Tianyuan Prefecture will fall into the hands of my Moyuan Sect sooner or later. "The second elder who was closest to the rudder master said.
"It's a good opportunity, yes, but do you think, with the strength of our sub-rudder, can we gnaw this bone? One hundred thousand forbidden troops surround the mountain, and there is a branch of the Tiandao League in charge. How do you think we should fight?" the helm master He said coldly, with a hint of amusement in his tone.
"It's really not easy to fight, but such a good opportunity should not be missed." The Great Elder on the right said.
The helmsman played with the skull in his hand, raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of cold eyes.
"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements, Tianyuan Grand Meeting and Secret Realm, do you think I will miss it?"
The rudder master looked outside the main hall door, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"Great Elder, it's too boring here, come with me."
After finishing speaking, the helmsman disappeared immediately, leaving only a skull on the skeleton chair
Yuan Longshan, after the number plates were issued, the others retreated, and the person who won the number one will have the first competition.
Among Jiang Beichen's eight apprentices, Wang Luoli won the first round and stayed in the ring while the others came back.
"Master!" Everyone bowed their hands.
Jiang Beichen nodded lightly, took a sip of tea, and Elder Ge asked, "Which game is yours?"
"I am the sixth game."
"I am thirty-one."
Starting from Chen Heitan, each of them is not in the same field.
What surprised Jiang Beichen was that Zhao Hong was actually arranged in the last game, which is a bit intriguing.
This Tianyuan grand meeting was jointly planned by Datang and Tiandaomeng. During this period, more than ten seventh-rank sects participated in it, but Tie Hanlei represented Datang and had absolute power.
In other words, it is no problem to control who is in which game.
"Zhao Hong, go and talk to Tie Hanlei, and ask him to stagger you as much as possible, and don't arrange them in the same scene." Jiang Beichen put down his teacup and said.
He was afraid that if his disciples were arranged in the same match, in the same arena, whoever wins would have the other eliminated, which is too bad.
"I see." Zhao Hong responded, although he was very reluctant, but he was also sensible, knowing that it would be bad for them if they were arranged in the same scene.
Tie Hanlei has the ability to stagger them all.
After Zhao Hong left, a fight broke out on Wang Luoli's side.
Maybe it's because Wang Luoli is pretty, or maybe it's because Wang Luoli is holding a wooden stick and everyone else is holding a sword. Compassion arose in their hearts, and they all chose to ignore Wang Luoli and deal with the others first. people.
Wang Luoli was not stupid, she stood in the middle holding the wooden sword, watching them fight, and when they were tired from fighting, they would reap the benefits of fishing.
Just as they were about to fight, Wang Luoli swept away with a sword.
The sword energy was raging, and everyone was completely caught off guard, and they were all swept off the ring by Wang Luoli.
By the time they stood up, the result of the competition had already been announced.
"In the first round, ring No. 3, Wang Luoli wins!"
Following the referee's announcement, the nine people who were swept off the ring by a sword were downcast.
"Damn, don't talk about Wude, we saw that he was beautiful and didn't deal with her, but she beat us down when we were not prepared."
"It's really hateful. Young people don't talk about martial arts, and they bully me, an old man who is hundreds of years old."
"Hey, I was careless."
Although the competition in the arena was attended by young people, there were also many Foundation Establishment monks who were hundreds of years old.
?They are stuck in the foundation building period, their cultivation is not advancing but retreating, and they urgently need an opportunity to make themselves aliveChance to break through.
Otherwise, the qi and blood will dry up, and it will slowly die of old age.
Wang Luoli didn't care about their complaints, after winning the first round, the next thing was to wait for the second round of challenges.
"We refused to accept, she attacked us, and we asked for a new competition."
"Yes, if we compare it openly, she is a person who has just established her foundation, and she is not our opponent at all."
"She doesn't talk about martial ethics, so she should be punished!"
The nine people who were kicked out of the ring were dissatisfied and went to the referee to argue.
"If you lose, you have to admit it. If you don't accept it, go talk to our general!" The referee said coldly.
There are two imperial guards acting as referees in each game. They do not participate in the competition, but just announce the results of the competition. As for cheating, that is naturally allowed.
Fairness doesn't exist at all.
Those nine people are all members of the eighth-rank sect or even the ninth-rank sect, and they dare not go to Tie Hanlei to make a theory, let alone have the support of the Tiandao League.
Unless you don't want to mess around anymore, you will have a brain cramp to provoke the Tiandao League.
"Master!" Wang Luoli flew back to the ring and bowed to Jiang Beichen.
"Well, you did a good job, go down and rest." Jiang Beichen nodded slightly and said.
"Yes." Wang Luoli replied, sitting on the deck to rest, and she didn't consume much spiritual energy.
Jiang Beichen looked at the other people in the ring, wanting to see if there was anything worth noting.
Most of the people who come here are the arrogance of heaven. It would be great if they could take two apprentices back.
Although Gu Xian'er's physique and luck are good, but she is a member of the seventh-rank Wuji Taoist sect, Jiang Beichen is not sure that she can be accepted as an apprentice.
Furthermore, she is the orphan of the Great Elder, so if he accepts her as a disciple, it will depend on whether the suzerain of the Wuji Taoist sect agrees.
Jiang Beichen was not stupid enough to compete with Wuji Daozong, he didn't have that strength.
After a general glance, there are really not many people with high talents, and a few have the luck qualifications of D and C, but now Jiang Beichen doesn't like it, and they have sects that are difficult to dig.
Jiang Beichen's eyes were dry, and he only saw more than a thousand people.
"Forget it, don't read it, let's subdue Gu Xianer first." Jiang Beichen rubbed his eyes, and decided to subdue Gu Xianer first.
For Gu Xian'er, it's her turn for the second round.
She is also smart, she first showed her identity, and then took out a lot of magic weapons.
Before dealing with her, first weigh your own strength, and then weigh whether your sect dares to provoke Wuji Daozong.
In the end, nothing happened. Gu Xian'er was not good at martial arts, and when they didn't dare to fight, he directly sent them flying, which was even worse than Wang Luoli's martial arts.
In this grand event of Tianyuan, the competition is no longer about individual strength. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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