The venue of the Wanzhou Competition is not in Jianzong, but in Guanxuan Academy.
Trial Peak.
Trial Peak is the place where students of Guanxuan Academy usually practice. It is a solitary peak, like a sword thrust into the sky, straight into the clouds. Since it was determined that the Wanzhou Competition would be held in Qingzhou, Qingzhou Guanxuan Academy began to expand the trial The peak, now the Trial Peak, is large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
At the top of the Trial Peak, there is a huge martial arts arena, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people. And around the martial arts arena, there are pumice stones. These pumice stones are not big, only one or two people, standing in the air, with different heights. And this At this moment, these pumice stones are full of people.
This pumice stone is the viewing stone.
Naturally, it is not free. If you want to come in and watch the battle up close, you need money. The closer the viewing stone is to the martial arts arena, the more expensive it is. It is said that the frontmost viewing stone requires hundreds of thousands of top-quality spiritual crystals.
With just the income from this one event, Guanxuan Academy is making crazy money.
As a family member of the combatants, Yang Yi'an naturally does not need to buy tickets. They have an exclusive viewing area.
Yang Yi'an arrived early, and she also brought a small bench.
"Miss Yi'an!"
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from beside Yang Yian.
Yang Yian turned around and saw that the person calling her was the aunt. Next to her was the butcher. The butcher today was not shirtless and was wearing a coarse robe. He looked a little uneasy and nervous.
Seeing Aunt Jiao, Yang Yian felt a little guilty.
At this time, Aunt Jiao walked to Yang Yian with the butcher. She took out an oil paper bag, handed it to Yang Yian, and said with a smile: "Miss Yi'an, these are the buns I made early this morning. They can be filled with any kind of stuffing." Yes, you eat."
Yang Yian hesitated for a moment, then said: "Thank you."
Aunt Jiao smiled and said, "Why are you so polite?"
With that said, she put the whole package directly into Yang Yian's hand.
The butcher laughed dryly from the side.
At this moment, a white light suddenly fell straight from the sky and landed steadily in the center of the martial arts field.
The white light dissipated, and an elegant old man appeared in everyone's sight.
This person is Zhu Qiu, the current president of Guanxuan Academy in Qingzhou.
Seeing Zhu Qiu, the world suddenly became quiet.
Zhu Qiu glanced around, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Welcome to Qingzhou. Next, let us invite the geniuses of sword sects from various states."
Buzz!
As the sound of swords resounded, suddenly, a sword light pierced the sky first. Then, the sounds of swords resounded from the sky and the earth. Under everyone's gaze, thousands of sword lights flashed across the sky. Falling down on the martial arts arena like a shooting star.
This scene is extremely spectacular!
Soon, all the sword lights fell to the ground, and thousands of sword cultivators appeared on the martial arts field.
These sword cultivators are all young, and all of them have straight bodies, like unsheathed swords, and their sharp edges are exposed. Especially at this moment, the sword cultivators from various states are deliberately competing with each other and releasing their sword intentions. Although they are not deliberately targeting each other, they are all He wanted to show off himself and suppress other states, so the entire martial arts arena was suddenly enveloped by countless sword intentions.
Sword cultivator style.
The moment all the sword cultivators appeared, the place immediately began to boil.
In Qingzhou, no, it should be said that in the entire Guanxuan universe, sword cultivator is very special and is also the most popular profession. It can be said that as long as you are a sword cultivator, you will never lack girls, in the Milky Way, It's equivalent to being a civil servant.
Of course, it is also very difficult to become a sword cultivator, especially at the bottom level. If you want to become a sword cultivator, resources and money are a big problem.
"Fuji!"
On the viewing stone, Auntie suddenly hugged the butcher's arm with her right hand, pointed to the distance with her left hand, and jumped up excitedly.
Seeing his aunt hugging his arm, the butcher's body trembled slightly, and then he giggled.
Yang Yian also laughed because she saw Ye Guan, and Ye Guan also smiled at her.
On the martial arts field, sword cultivators from all states were still releasing their sword intent.
However, the strongest among them still belong to Qingzhou and Nanzhou. The sword intent of these two states is as powerful as a rainbow, far surpassing the other states.
Qingzhou and Nanzhou are both places of dragon prosperity, especially Qingzhou. When Nanzhou did not rise, Qingzhou always dominated the rankings.
With the rise of Ye Guan, Nanzhou has developed faster than Qingzhou in recent years. After all, the Ye clan and Nalan clan are both in Nanzhou.
The geniuses of the two states cannot be trusted by anyone.
At this moment, the sword cultivator geniuses from the two states were frantically releasing their sword intent, trying to suppress each other. The sword cultivators from other states around them could not get close to the area where the two states were located.
On the Qingzhou side, Ye Zhuxin is the leader, while on the Nanzhou side, the Ye family's Ye Chen is the leader.
Both of them are in the Sword Emperor Realm and are Time Immortals.
Each other's sword intent is the strongest among the sword cultivators on both sides.
Seeing that the competition had not yet begun, the smell of gunpowder from the two states was so strong that the venue suddenly became completely boiling, and countless roars echoed from the spectator stones.
"Fuck Qingzhou to death!"
"Fuck Nanzhou to death!"
"Kill Qingzhou and Nanzhou to death..."
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Except for those in the field, almost everyone in Nanzhou and Qingzhou outside was excited at this moment. After all, there was a cloud recorder, so the scenes in the field were transmitted to Wanzhou.
At this moment, everyone in Nanzhou who saw the scene of the martial arts arena waved their fists and roared crazily.
The last time Nanzhou was swept by Qingzhou, it was really a shame and humiliation for them.
At that time, An Jiaan Qinghan swept through everything with his invincible resources and suppressed Nanzhou forcefully.
For three years, people in Nanzhou have been holding their breath.
This time, they vowed to avenge their past humiliation.
On the martial arts field, Nanzhou's sword cultivators frantically released their sword intent. Each of them clenched their hands with firm eyes, vowing to suppress the sword cultivators from Qingzhou.
On the Qingzhou side, the sword cultivators did not give in at all and frantically released their sword intent.
This is Qingzhou!
This is their home court!
How could they be suppressed by the sword cultivators from Nanzhou?
Soon, the sword intentions and sword power of the sword cultivators on both sides became stronger and stronger, like two tornadoes colliding crazily.
This is no longer a secret rivalry.
Now it’s an open competition!
However, neither side could do anything about the other, so there was a stalemate.
And Zhu Qiu had no intention of stopping him. He looked at Song Fu, the dean of Guanxuan Academy in Nanzhou not far away, and said with a smile: "Brother Song, Nanzhou's sword cultivation is pretty good this time!"
Song Fu smiled and said: "The ones from Qingzhou are not bad either."
Zhu Qiu laughed and said, "Brother Song, after I win the first place in Qingzhou, don't leave yet. I will have a few drinks with you."
Song Fu glanced at Zhu Qiu and said, "Take your mother in my mouth."
Zhu Qiu's face turned dark instantly.
On the martial arts field, both swordsmen's faces were a little pale at the moment. It was very energy-consuming to release the sword intent like this.
But neither side has the slightest intention of giving in! !
A posture of fighting to death.
Ye Guan stood in the center of the crowd. At this time, Xiaota suddenly said: "This generation is so desperate."
Ye Guan nodded. He did not expect that the smell of gunpowder between Nanzhou and Qingzhou was so strong. Of course, as long as there is healthy competition, there is nothing wrong with it.
Ye looked at Ye Chen, who was headed by Xiang Nanzhou, and he had to say that he was a little surprised, because he found that even now, Ye Chen has not really tried his best until now, and has always been very calm.
Of course, Ye Zhuxin is also very good, as stable as a mountain.
Both of them are the proud sons of heaven!
In contrast, Fu Ji and An Mujin were already struggling.
On the other side, among the clouds, a young man was looking down at the sword cultivators of the two states below, with a faint smile on his face, "The sword cultivators of the two states, Ye Zhuxin and Ye Chen are the only ones who are interesting."
This young man is none other than Yunzhou’s super genius, Xian Yunshan.
He is the representative figure of Yunzhou this time!
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the young man's mind, "The two little kids behind Ye Zhuxin are not bad either. Although they are weak now, they must be guided by famous teachers. Their swordsmanship is very good, so be careful."
Xian Yunshan glanced at the two people behind Ye Zhuxin below. They were An Mujin and Fu Ji.
Xian Yunshan looked at the two of them, and then said with a smile: "Can the so-called famous teacher compare to you, the master? As long as you are here, this generation of apprentices is invincible."
"Ha ha!"
The mysterious voice suddenly laughed, "You're a kid who knows how to flatter me."
Xian Yunshan smiled, and then said: "Master, did you really beat the dean back then??"
The mysterious voice said softly: "Nonsense, I beat him until his ass pissed..."
Xianyunshan hurriedly said: "Master, fiercely!!"
On the other side, in the clouds.
A man was also looking at the Liangzhou Sword Cultivator below. The man was wearing a black robe with his hands hidden in his sleeves. He looked at Ye Zhuxin and Ye Chen below with an expressionless face, "These two are still so... It’s a little bit interesting.”
This person is none other than Zong Wu, the chief martial arts academy in Cangzhou.
Half-demon body!
A mysterious voice sounded in his head, "No matter how interesting it is, it's useless. Even if An Qinghan is here this time, our clan can ensure that you get first place."
The man said in a deep voice: "Master, that An Qinghan..."
The mysterious voice said coldly: "She is nothing to worry about now. She has not really grown up as a god of war. She can be crushed to death easily. Of course, her identity is somewhat special. She had a romantic relationship with the dean. She cannot be touched easily. Otherwise, with the With her temperament, let alone becoming the head of the martial arts academy, whether she can survive and grow up is a problem."
Zong Wu nodded, a flash of awe flashed in his eyes, but of course, he was more excited.
He has the support of that clan, and the generals of his clan have completely risen.
The mysterious voice said again: "When you become number one and gain the luck of the Great Dao, we will arrange for you to enter the Demonic Dao Academy of the main courtyard...as long as the legendary Erya girl does not come back. , within the next hundred years, we will make you the master of the Demonic Dao Academy... There are twelve courtyards in the main academy, and now we have six courtyards..."
At this point, the mysterious voice suddenly stopped.
But Zong Wu had already heard something thrilling...
