With Yan Pingzhi's words, the quiet venue became noisy and noisy again. One after another, figures left their seats and climbed onto the high platform. Some jumped up, while others seemed to have light skills. They touched the water like a dragonfly and climbed up step by step. Some people seemed to have descended from gods and climbed up to control things. It was like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers and climbing up. That three-meter-high platform.
There is no reward in this competition. But everyone knows that the martial arts competition is held once every five years. It is a rare opportunity. Through this kind of competition, you can not only improve your knowledge, but also your own strength. Similarly... if you perform well, you can be recognized by major families, such as the Earth Clan. , Celestial Clan, Medicine King Valley, Heavenly King Palace and other selections.
Moreover, if you perform well, you can also join the Donghaizhou Martial Arts Association! Once they join these families and forces, their martial arts journey will be more effective with half the effort!
Even if you can't join, there's no harm in participating. Therefore, just by taking the stage, many people have already begun to show themselves to the best of their ability!
Thousands of people have gathered on the spacious competition stage. Nearly half of the people who participated in the martial arts competition boarded the competition stage.
"Dong dong dong dong dong!" followed by several drum beats. Without any nonsense, the brawl begins!
Suddenly, there was chaos and noise on and off the stage. As soon as it started, people kept falling from the competition stage, and some felt powerless and raised the white flag.
In martial arts competitions and competitions, there is no end-to-end view. They are all aimed at winning. In less than three minutes, one person was cut off at the waist, and blood and internal organs came out. The blood was pungent and shocking.
But most people in the venue didn't react much. This is the case in the martial arts world. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.
Of course, watching death and actually facing it are two different things. Being in the center of the whirlpool, experiencing it personally is a completely different feeling. One after another, people fell down and lost their lives. Many people were still scared. They raised the white flags one after another, and then jumped off the competition platform and gave up the competition.
For the rest, continue to compare! In less than five minutes, nearly half of the thousands of people had been eliminated in the grand brawl. The competition arena became more intense and became more intense. At this time, some people who performed well began to fall into the eyes of major families.
"Huh?" During the fight, Ye Wentian noticed someone. A young man. Twenty-eight-nine, less than thirty.
He held a sword in his hand. Every time he draws his sword, someone will die under his sword. The sword is so fast that those facing him don't even have a chance to surrender.
This person is decisive, ruthless, and kills without blinking an eye. Facing the enemy is like chopping melons and vegetables. He is very relaxed, his face does not change, and he even kicks one hand in his pocket!
When Ye Wentian looked at him, three people joined forces and rushed towards him.
"Brush!" A white light flashed. The bodies of the three people froze on the spot and then fell to the ground. Blood was pouring from their chests. A deep wound could be seen in the bones, and the wound in the heart was shocking.
After killing three people, he was still calm and composed. There was no pity or hesitation or anything like that. When others compete with each other, they will show some mercy, and they will resort to various means to kill people until the battle becomes fierce.
But he seemed to have no such idea at all. When you draw your sword, you will see blood! If you draw your sword, you will kill! Not only Ye Wentian noticed him, but many big shots in the audience also noticed his situation!
"I have the ability, but my attacks are too ruthless." Tu Hong frowned slightly. I always felt that this person looked familiar, but for a while I couldn't remember who it was.
Yan Pingzhi said: "This is what warriors are like, King Canghai, this road is inherently cruel, isn't it? It is different from you who want to govern the entire Donghai Continent, and what you pursue is different. I am jet-lagged and think he is not bad."
"Check, what's his name?" Everyone who signs up to perform on stage must leave their name or title.
Yan Pingzhi sent the message and the person behind him in charge of registration checked it. It didn't take long. That person's name appeared on Yan Pingzhi's cell phone.
Not a name to be precise. But the name. massacre! Simple, but full of violence and blood!
"Slaughter?" Tu Hong was a little confused, and because he looked familiar, he couldn't help but doubt: "Could it be someone from my Tu family?" The thought just came up.
Tu Hong objected. Not from the Tu family. His mentality, aura, appearance, etc. are all very different from those of the Tu family.
Although Tu Hong was somewhat familiar with him, it was definitely not the kind of familiarity with his descendants, but rather a sense of déjà vu.
"Keep watching..." In addition to this man named Slaughter, there were several others in the crowd who performed extremely well, and they were all remembered by major families and forces.
Ten minutes over. Thousands of people fought, and in the end there were less than fifty people left! These fifty people can be selected from thousands of people within ten minutes, so they are naturally the best!
Next, fifty people were divided into five groups. Each group of ten people battled, and in the end only five people were left!
"The five people will finally compete to determine the first place. The first place will have the opportunity to directly join the martial arts association." Yan Pingzhi slowly said the rules.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Unexpectedly, he just finished speaking. On the competition stage, among the crowd, Slaughter stepped forward with a cold voice: "No matter how the competition is, the first place is mine. There is no need to go through these twists and turns and ask them to come together."
"What?"
"Boy, you are a little too crazy!"
"Forty-nine of us come together? Each of us can drown you with just a spit of spit. Can you bear it?"
"That's right, don't pretend, just follow the rules!"
"You are alone, can you do it?"
"What an idiot!"
"..." The frenzy of massacre immediately made the others unhappy, and they all frowned, accused, and ridiculed.
"Qiang!" A sword roared. Massacre directly drew his sword and took action! Regardless of whether the Donghaizhou Martial Arts Association agreed or not, without any unnecessary actions or words, he directly attacked the person who called him a fool.
In an instant, the heads were separated. The man didn't even have time to hide, just a burst of sword energy killed him!
Killing held the sword, his cold face showed no emotion at all, like an emotionless killer, he glanced at them one by one: "My goal is to challenge the entire Donghai Continent martial arts world. As for you... you are all trash, just stepping stones. " He slowly raised his sword and pointed the tip at Yan Pingzhi, Tu Hong and other strong men: "My opponents are them." The decisiveness of the slaughter shocked everyone and scared some people nearby. He fell back, but soon everyone came to their senses and yelled loudly: "What a loud tone!"
"Who is he? He dares to challenge our entire Donghai Continent?"
"That's so crazy, kill him quickly!"
"How can you compare Mr. Yan and King Canghai? Who do you think is the elder?!"
"..." His arrogant words immediately made everyone stand up, pointing at him, scolding,
"Everyone, let's join forces and destroy him!" One of the remaining forty-eight people shouted loudly and took the lead!
He is a master who is about to enter the Grandmaster level. He is already over sixty years old. Although he is old, his strength cannot be underestimated. As soon as he speaks, he takes the lead on the spot.
The rest of the people also moved at this moment! Warriors, everyone is different from ordinary people and has their own pride. How can you bear to be insulted like this?
More than forty people surrounded him and massacred him, using various methods to kill him!
