The next day, at the Immortal Square.
At this time, a giant arena rose in the center of the Immortal Square, covering an area of one kilometer in radius.
Circles of stands floated around the ring, surrounding the center, like a small floating city.
"This is all possible thanks to the ten-direction floating spirit formation jointly arranged by the sect master and Uncle Li to form this floating city."
Huang Ying looked at the floating city in front of her, and she was amazed by all this.
"Did my master also participate?" Ye Bai was also shocked by the scene in front of him.
"Uncle Li and the sect leader are the two formations of our Immortal Sect. Some large-scale formations will be created by the two of them."
"I see, and if you look carefully at the ten-direction floating spirit formation, the mystery within it may be more than just floating in the air."
Ye Bai carefully observed the inscriptions of the magic circle holding up the floating city, and couldn't help but use the star diagram to deduce the mystery.
The people from Jiufeng gathered here and sat in an orderly manner. Ye Bai and Xiya were also sitting in the area of Bixiao Peak.
Sect leader Yuan Jun also came to the scene to watch in person, and several masters of the Nine Peaks also came.
Although Bixiao Peak had no disciples in previous years, it still divided a small area for them. No matter how small it was, it was enough to accommodate dozens of people.
Seeing the wide space here, Huang Ying and Zhou Tian also came over.
There was no one sitting in the Bixiaofeng area, but it attracted a lot of attention, and many looked at Ye Bai playfully.
"Ye Bai, I hope you won't disappoint me. I'm looking forward to our battle."
A man in red not far from Ye Bai looked at him arrogantly.
Ye Bai also knew this person, it was Han Zeming who was selected as the true disciple by Xingyao Peak in the Immortal Palace together.
Han Zeming's words also caused the people around him to boo, wanting to see how Ye Bai would respond.
Ye Bai just glanced at him, and then ate the spiritual fruit by himself.
"Yacon, green root, sea heart...anyone need it?"
At this time, many outer disciples came over early to sell spiritual fruits and do some small business to earn some money.
"Bring me five portions." Ye Bai called to the disciple in green and bought a few more spiritual fruits.
Even though Ye Bai was talking to the outer disciple who was selling spiritual fruits, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, which made Han Zeming's face look a little ugly.
"Come on, Han Zeming. Even your thin arms and legs are not strong enough for Ye Xingxing to fight. You may not be able to withstand a fight with me."
A female disciple from Split Sun Peak who had been watching the show below Ye Bai spoke out against Han Zeming, but it also alleviated Han Zeming's embarrassment of being ignored.
"Hu Honglian, what's wrong with you here? I've never seen you, a woman, like to refine weapons with a group of men." Han Zeming said contemptuously.
"If I like it, what does it have to do with you? If you don't agree, you're a coward."
Hu Honglian's sudden loud voice startled Ye Bai above. This woman was quite fierce.
Hu Honglian was also one of those people, but she went to Split Sun Peak.
"Ye Xingxing, I heard from the master that you are also a weapon refiner like me. In addition, when you and Duan Wei had a power duel last time, I really admired your kind. My name is Hu Honglian. Let's make friends."
Hu Honglian introduced himself enthusiastically, and Ye Bai responded with a smile.
"Just call me Ye Bai. I'm already well-versed in weapon refining and body refining at Split Sun Peak. Please give me your advice in the future." Ye Bai responded with a smile.
Han Zeming, who was left alone, no longer wanted to talk to these two people. One was an explosive woman and the other was a boring man. Only a psycho would want to talk to them.
Every fifty years, the sect recruits a group of disciples and will hold this grand gathering at the end of the year. In addition to selecting outstanding disciples, prizes will also be prepared to encourage them.
Bang bang bang~
A series of explosions like firecrackers sounded in the sky. At this time, everyone looked at the sky and saw colorful colors rendering the entire sky, making the already lively atmosphere once again burst into joyous shouts.
Every year at this kind of conference, the sect would ask several peak masters to join forces to cast spells in the air, and the gorgeous spells kicked off.
"All participating disciples come on stage."
Xin Jian, the law enforcement elder, stood up and flew to the ring. His loud voice reached everyone's ears, making the noisy scene quiet for a second.
Thousands of disciples went to the arena one after another and surrounded Xin Jian, but no one dared to get too close. After all, Xin Jian would use spiritual pressure to test everyone. The closer they were, the greater the pressure they would bear.
"Then let's go too."
Ye Bai and Lin Ming stood up and flew towards the ring. At this time, within a hundred meters of Xin Jian, there were only true disciples like Dong Xuan and a few unfamiliar ones. This reminded him of the people from the three major families that Gong Jin mentioned yesterday.
Except for these dozen or so, the other thousands of disciples are five hundred meters away, and Ye Bai is naturally among them. After all, he can save some effort, so why rush to the front to show off.
"Ye Xingxing, how can you stand with us? You shouldn't."
A disciple in green clothes next to Ye Bai stared at him with wide eyes. After all, all the true disciples were standing in front, and it was outrageous that Ye Bai, the true disciple, was hiding behind them.
"Hehe, I'm afraid I can't stand it." Ye Bai said with a smile.
"We believed it before you beat Duan Wei." Another outer disciple said with a smile.
Xin Jian saw that everyone had gathered and was about to start. He scanned the surrounding area and found that Ye Bai was not around. He couldn't help but be surprised. Young people are at the age where they like to show off, but this kid is still hiding.
"Where is our Ye Xingxing hiding?"
Following Xin Jian's question, Ye Bai, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't stand it any longer and had to step forward when he saw Lu's successive glances.
"Uncle Xin." Ye Bai saluted.
"I said, what are you hiding from? Others are within a hundred meters of me. Fortunately for you, you can still walk. Just stand here for me."
Xin Jian scolded him a few times and asked him to stand ten meters away from him, which made Ye Bai feel miserable.
Everyone in the back burst out laughing, and before anyone could react, a strong pressure swept over all the disciples.
At this time, even breathing felt suffocating. Under Xin Jian's domineering spiritual pressure, the disciples five hundred meters away felt the pressure of tens of thousands of pounds of gravity.
Under the sudden heavy pressure, many people were caught off guard and collapsed directly to the ground. The disciples participating in the competition were mixed, ranging from the fourth level of Qi training to foundation building.
The disciple who fell on the ground was lifted up by Xin Jian and thrown off the stage. The moment he was thrown off the stage, he automatically floated into the air. This was also the magical function of this floating city.
There was a full 20,000 kilograms of pressure within 100 meters of Xin Jian. Most of them were not body-training people, so they had to use their spiritual energy to fight. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, they still accepted it.
Although Ye Bai was the closest, he was used to the pressure of more than 30,000 kilograms. When he was in the Tiandu Mountains, he had already carried more than 40,000 kilograms of weight. Now he doesn't know his own weight limit.
Although it was relatively relaxed, Ye Bai still had a hard time pretending, and his face was suppressed to turn red to avoid being targeted.
Many disciples were already shaking in their legs and feet, and Xin Jian kept eliminating one after another.
When he was observing the current situation of his disciples, he found that the boy next to him, Ye Bai, seemed to have little influence on his spiritual pressure.
Although the boy looked like he was clenching his teeth with great difficulty, Ye Bai's own spiritual power fluctuations were not scattered compared to those who could not hold on, and Xin Jian still saw through it.
"You like acting, right?"
Xin Jian smiled, but Ye Bai was acting leisurely at this time and did not see Xin Jian's malicious eyes.
Boom~
The sudden increase in spiritual pressure made the showman Ye Bai's complexion change drastically, and his body was instantly bent. This spiritual pressure must have reached fifty thousand kilograms.
This drastic change also made Dongxuan and others behind them aware that they could clearly feel the pressure in Ye Bai's area increasing sharply.
Han Zeming was secretly happy. It seems that this boy was targeted by Uncle Xin, who told you to ignore me.
Ye Bai took a deep breath and adjusted himself before calming down. However, his muscles were tense at this time and not as relaxed as before.
Ye Bai noticed the smile at the corner of Xin Jian's mouth and guessed that he should be treated specially. However, he couldn't figure out how he had offended this uncle. He shook his head helplessly and could only endure the heavy pressure and slowly endure it. .
An hour later, Xin Jian accepted his spiritual pressure. At this time, more than half of the people on the stage had been eliminated.
"The rest of the people will come here to draw lots, and then they will go to the ring according to the number drawn. Only four people in each ring can advance."
After Xin Jian finished shouting, a lottery tube floated in front of everyone.
Phew~
Ye Bai took a long breath, stretched his muscles, and then pumped his hands casually.
"No. 2 Arena", don't know who you will meet? "
Lin Ming came over panting and lay on Ye Bai's shoulder.
"Brother, what number did you draw?"
"No. 2. There seems to be some trouble this time. There are a few ruthless characters. Please pay more attention."
Ye Bai motioned Lin Ming to look to the side. Several foundation-building monks from the three major families looked at the people present with arrogant expressions. They were indeed qualified for this based on their strength in the foundation-building stage.
"The water will naturally flow straight to the bridge. There's no point in thinking about it. Just do your best."
Lin Ming's mentality was quite good. He then pulled out and saw "No. 5 Arena" displayed on the piece of paper.
Pity. Lin Ming sighed secretly, if he could be in the same arena as his elder brother, he would be able to fish.
"All disciples who have drawn the lots must leave the arena and are not allowed to stay in the arena."
The voice of the law enforcement elder reached the ears of everyone on the stage, and they dispersed soon after.
As soon as he returned to his seat, Ye Bai watched in amazement as the giant arena in front of him was dispersed into ten small arenas.
"Go to the stage according to the corresponding number."
Under the instructions of Elder Xin, many disciples rushed to the ring with fierce fighting spirit.
At this time, there were forty or fifty people in each arena, and it was obvious that this was going to be a big fight.
"The elimination round in the arena begins!"
As the competition began, everyone in the ring stared at the people around them with serious expressions. The smarter ones were in groups of three or five, while the confident ones stood proudly alone.
At Arena No. 2, Ye Bai saw two acquaintances. One was Gu Shang, the grandson of Elder Gu Beitang. Speaking of which, his sword pill was made by Ye Bai, and the other one was Han Zeming.
At this time, everyone in the ten arenas were at war with each other, and no one dared to be the first to make a move.
