Huqi Mountain is quite big, but also quite small.
There were too many events in the first round of the Chengyun Competition, so it was specially moved to the foot of the mountain.
There are 8,864 arenas built at the foot of the mountain, which rotate continuously day and night.
The audience watched the battle from a distance on the mountainside. The monks had strong eyesight and could see from a distance.
That guy is a red flag waving, a sea of people, and colorful escaping lights floating, covering the green green of Huqi Mountain.
The dazzling light of the spell seemed to be the only color in the eyes of the audience. As the competitions ended one after another, the audience cheered, sighed, or cursed, and the crowd was buzzing and humming.
Occasionally, streaks of escaping light rushed down the mountain.
That's the contestant who's about to take the field.
It's not crowded or noisy at the foot of the mountain, and the atmosphere is solemn.
The contestants were either in groups of three or two, or standing alone in silence. Some were staring closely at the battle on the ring, some were concentrating with their eyes closed and not paying attention to external affairs, and some were looking around in a relaxed and comfortable manner, and so on.
Ling Xiao found an open space, sat down, and yawned.
Observed the scene on the ring.
Some competitions have not just two contestants, but three.
After all, the number of contestants is not fixed. In order to ensure that no one gets a bye, sometimes three contestants will play together, and one of the three will be selected in the end.
If you get that kind of lottery, you can only say that you are extremely unlucky.
The original one-half probability of promotion suddenly became one-third, and the battle became more intense.
Ling Xiao quickly lost interest and closed his eyes to rest.
Underneath his seemingly casual appearance, there is a steady beating heart hidden. The firm and powerful heartbeat sound reaches his ears, and then hits his heart directly, as if forming a strange cyclic pattern.
Above each arena, there is a light curtain that displays the results of the competition and the names of the contestants for the next game.
Ling Xiao estimated that he was almost there, so he reached him.
He slowly floated up, flew to the 38th arena, and showed his competition certificate.
The magic circle covering the arena also opened a gap at the right time, allowing him to enter.
The magic circle seemed to have a soundproof function. After entering the arena, it became even quieter, and the heartbeat in Ling Xiao's ears became clearer and stronger.
Ling Xiao felt a very strange feeling in her heart, very peaceful and very expectant.
Most of his fights in the past were for the sole purpose of killing people.
How is the current competition in the arena different from the past?
He bowed his hand directly in the direction of the Jindan referee, and then remained in silence, immersed in his own inner world, as if he had lost his perception of everything.
Because of this, he didn't realize that his arena was currently the most watched arena.
Don't get me wrong, it's not because of him.
But because of her.
As a new Jindan guest of Chunyang Sword Sect, Dong Qingran is responsible for the refereeing of Arena No. 38 today.
She put on a black referee uniform. The ordinary referee uniform seemed to be endowed with the brilliance of wisdom and justice, adding a bit of awe-inspiring temperament to her graceful appearance. She was like an elegant and righteous goddess, becoming the whole person. The focus of the competition.
Most people's eyes will be directed at her intentionally or unintentionally, she is the most dazzling presence in this field.
This was also one of the reasons why the Chunyang Sword Sect sent her as a referee.
Did you see that our Chunyang Sword Sect has a peerless beauty Jin Dan? If you don’t hurry up and join the Chunyang Sword Sect, you might have a chance to become her disciple!
The advertising effect is excellent!
The Chengyun Competition had only started for a little over a day, and the Chunyang Sword Sect had already recruited many outstanding casual cultivators, and was only waiting for the end of the competition to hold an entry ceremony for them.
Not only the contestants under the ring, but also the audience on the mountainside of Huqi Mountain are also paying attention to this ring.
Many people also became excited when they saw Yuan Li's slightly famous name.
Beautiful referee, famous casual cultivator!
This competition is so interesting.
"Who is this Ling Xiao?"
"His odds are not low. Is he also a pretty strong man?"
People looked at the moving handicap and were slightly surprised.
"You are talking about him, I know. He was standing in front of me on the day of registration. It is said that he is an overseas monk. He used to be someone else's book boy, and now he is the trustee of a gambling house!"
"That's right, he deliberately made small moves when registering to make himself appear to be powerful, and he was almost suspended!"
"The gambling shop deliberately sent this person to manipulate the odds!"
People were talking a lot, and Ling Xiao's deeds during the registration were mentioned from time to time, and it soon spread.
"There is such a despicable person. Fortunately, he met Yuan Li. Everyone believes in Yuan Li's strength."
"That's right, if the nameless cultivator is drawn, it will probably hurt a lot of people who bet on it!"
"Yuan Li, enforce the law quickly and kill him!"
"..."
The people on the mountainside were filled with indignation and unanimously despised the "despicable" Ling Xiao. For a time, Yuan Li's support continued to increase, and many people even chose to bet on Yuan Li on the spot after hearing this.
There are all kinds of situations.
Look at Arena No. 38 again.
Dong Qingran looked at Ling Xiao a few steps away and felt an inexplicable trance.
I haven’t seen him for many days, but he doesn’t seem to notice me.
He still participated in the competition after all.
For the opportunity to form elixir?
When she thought of this, she felt a little regretful.
After serving as a referee, she finally understood how cruel the Chengyun Competition was. Seven deaths had occurred in the No. 38 arena she was responsible for!
As soon as those casual cultivators entered the ring, they were like beasts that had seen blood, completely exposing the wild temperament in human nature and becoming crazy and bloodthirsty.
Welcome to the world of casual cultivators.
And this is only the first round, where there are no rewards for advancing or failing!
It is conceivable that as the rounds get later and closer to the reward line, the casual cultivators will become crazier.
Ling Xiao really took part in such a bloody competition.
Dong Qingran regretted having persuaded him to participate in the first place, but unfortunately it was a done deal.
Hopefully the opponent he encounters isn't too crazy.
While he was thinking wildly, Dong Qingran suddenly heard someone calling him.
Ling Xiao's opponent Yuan Li also came on stage at this moment and bowed to her.
"See Fairy. Fairy, I have agreed to the invitation of Chunyang Sword Sect. After the competition, I will join Chunyang Sword Sect. I wonder if Fairy will be willing to accept me as a disciple?"
Yuan Li seemed to be asking respectfully, but a pair of triangular eyes stared at Dong Qingran, showing a predatory intention like a poisonous snake, fierce and sinister.
Dong Qingran's heart sank slightly.
Seeing that the game was about to start, Yuan Li was still talking about something, obviously he didn't take his opponent seriously, he was arrogant and arrogant. However, this man exuded the smell of blood and was also warning the people around him that he was obviously not easy to mess with and he did have arrogance.
Damn Ling Xiao, how could he be so unlucky to meet such a dangerous opponent?
She suppressed her thoughts, ignored Yuan Li's inquiry, and asked coldly: "Are you all ready?"
