Signature completed.
After carefully checking everyone's identities, Xu Xinghe announced the start of the competition.
The contestants include five countries and three sects.
Among them is the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Everyone was surprised after seeing the Piaomiao Immortal Sect also signed a life and death contract.
There were three countries and one sect on the spot who voluntarily withdrew from the competition.
The remaining two countries are Dayan and Jin.
The remaining two sects were the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and the Tianxiong Sect, which had just participated in the competition.
At this time, the practitioners in the audience had begun to discuss in low voices.
"Didn't you say that the three major Immortal Sects will only compete for the two large spiritual mines? Why is the Piaomiao Immortal Sect coming to power now? Isn't this bullying?"
"Someone should need that longevity pill."
"Hmph, it's probably aimed at Dayan. At the border of Dayan, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect was completely humiliated..."
"Which one is Dayan?"
"It's over there. Did you see that, the one in the red dress being protected in the middle is the Queen of Great Yan..."
"Tsk, tsk, such a small country actually killed so many talented disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect on the stage, and now they are still safe and sound. It seems that this Great Flame is not simple."
At this time, Xu Xinghe had already asked people to draw lots.
The four teams just drew lots to decide each other's opponents, and the two winning teams entered the final competition.
In this case, you can save a lot of time.
The four teams draw lots in turn.
Xu Xinghe and the two gray-robed old men took the lots in their hands and started to check them out.
By chance, Dayan and Tianxiong Sect caught each other and became rivals.
The remaining battle is naturally between the Jin Kingdom and the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
A blond old man from the Kingdom of Jin suddenly let out a "poof" and said something bad, then turned to discuss with the others in a low voice.
Then, one of the old men left the crowd and walked towards Jiutian Yaotai.
The reason why they are not afraid of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect is because they are a vassal state of Jiutian Yaotai. Their old leader has amazing talent in cultivation. After abdicating, he became the elder of Jiutian Yaotai.
They were also extremely interested in the longevity pill.
But now the first opponent was directly the Piaomiao Immortal Sect. They suddenly hesitated, so they sent someone to ask Jiutian Yaotai for their opinion.
Not long after.
The old man came back, whispered a few words to the others, and then went on stage to inform Xu Xinghe that he was withdrawing from the competition.
In this way, Piaomiao Immortal Sect will have a bye.
Dayan and the Tianxiong Sect have a decisive battle, and the winner will continue to face the Piaomiao Xianzong.
Seeing this, all the cultivators in the audience started talking dissatisfiedly again.
At this time, Yueyang Lou of the Misty Immortal Sect suddenly stepped onto the fighting stage, cupped his hands to everyone in the audience and said: "The fight for this longevity pill is a need for our disciples' families, not our greed and bullying. After talking to you all, The elders have discussed that in this competition for the longevity pill, our Piaomiao Immortal Sect will only participate in the competition with a maximum of three people. Regardless of the victory or defeat, no one more person will be on stage."
These words suppressed the discussions a little.
After Yueyang Tower finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Xu Xinghe beside him and walked off the stage.
In fact, with their status as Piaomiao Immortal Sect, there is no need to go on stage to explain to everyone.
Naturally, this explanation was not all explained to other sects and countries, but to the other two major immortal sects, for fear of causing dissatisfaction on the other side.
After all, they will have to compete for the spiritual mine later.
And everyone knows that Piaomiao Immortal Sect has a grudge against Dayan, so naturally they can't make it too obvious.
Xu Xinghe glanced at the audience before announcing that the competition had officially begun.
The first person from the Tianxiong Sect to take the stage was a young man named Jia Cong.
The young man had long gray-brown hair and was nearly two meters tall. His arms were exposed and his muscles were bulging. He carried a nine-foot-long golden broad knife on his shoulder. His pupils were also golden, and his aura was particularly fierce.
And his cultivation level is at the early stage of Grand Master.
When everyone in Dayan saw this and were discussing who should go up first, Fairy Zixia said: "This person seems to be born with supernatural power, and his sword skills should be wide open and close, extremely fierce. It just so happens that I haven't had a fist for a long time. I have fought a tough battle like this, so let me go up in this competition.”
Everyone's eyes turned to her.
Bai Yishan thought for a while, nodded and said: "It's just right for Master Zixia to go up, just young people to young people. But be careful, this person's pupils are golden, and there is a faint golden light on his skin. His explosive power and defensive power should be very good." Tough, Master Zixia must not be careless."
Fairy Zixia nodded and stepped onto the fighting platform.
Zhuang Zhiyan turned his head and looked at Linghu Qingzhu next to him, wondering: "Qingzhu, why did you go up to sign just now?"
Ordinarily, with this girl's character, it would be impossible for her to take the initiative to do something like this.
Linghu Qingzhu's eyes crossed the battle platform and looked at the crowd of Piaomiao Xianzong opposite. He was silent for a moment and said: "Revenge."
"revenge?"
Zhuang Zhiyan was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered the incident in the competition at the Great Yan border where she was almost killed because of her soft-heartedness.
"I do want revenge."
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said: "However, don't be careless. By the way, Qingzhu, what level of cultivation are you now? Last time I asked Zixia, Zixia was hesitant and didn't tell me."
Linghu Qingzhu paused and said calmly: "The early stage of Guiyi, the late stage of Grand Master."
As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Zhiyan suddenly trembled and opened his mouth.
Next to them, Luo Ling and Luo Shang from Xianyun Pavilion, Master Ning Yuan and others from Jinchan Temple, and even Bai Yishan, all had expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"Return... to the unified realm?"
"Grandmaster... later stage?"
For a moment, everyone froze in place, with dull faces.
You must know that Luo Ling, the ancestor of Xianyun Pavilion, is also in the late stage of the God Transformation Realm.
And Zhuang Zhiyan, the ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect, is only at the middle stage of the Grand Master...
"You... are you at a higher level than your ancestors?"
"And he's also cultivating both body and soul..."
"This...how do you practice this?"
"Amitabha, you monster, you monster!"
As soon as this news came out, it was an earth-shattering shock, and everyone in Dayan was stunned.
Zhuang Zhiyan was speechless.
"Master Linghu Peak, you...how do you practice? The last time I saw you, you were only at the early stage of the Divine Realm..."
"I remember that a year ago, when Master Linghu Peak went to Qingyun Temple, he was in the late stage of great martial arts and at the level of God Refining..."
The more people talked, the more shocked and incredible they became.
Linghu Qingzhu, on the other hand, still had a calm expression on his face, but he only glanced at someone in front of him secretly.
"boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the stage.
The practitioners all around the audience took a deep breath.
On the fighting platform, Fairy Zixia, who was dressed in a red dress, actually waved her huge fist with shining light, and collided head-on with the sword of the young man named Jia Cong.
The air waves are rolling.
Both figures were shaken and stepped back.
Jia Cong stood firm, immediately held the knife in both hands, roared angrily, and instantly swung the knife to create a storm of sword light, sweeping away again.
The tall and burly body and the fierce golden sword in his hand formed a sharp contrast with the tall and slender figure in a red dress opposite.
However, what surprised everyone was that the fist of the slender and delicate woman turned out to be extremely large, like a hammer, hitting those swords with a "rumbling" sound.
The two men fought with swords and fists, fierce against fierce, and their moves were fierce and violent, like a violent storm. In the blink of an eye, they had fired hundreds of moves, and they became more and more brave as they fought.
"Zixia is so strong! I didn't expect that she could break through the Grand Master at such a young age."
"That girl has been born with supernatural powers since she was a child, and the skills she practices have always been focused on being fierce, but her temper is not fiery at all."
"Senior Zhuang, this generation of Lingxiao Sect is really full of talents, which is enviable."
Although Zhuang Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, he was also very pleased and proud, and sighed: "No wonder people say that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is higher than the last. I can be considered worthy of the ancestors of the Lingxiao Sect."
The two men fought fiercely on the stage for another half an hour, but there was still no winner.
After a brief pause, Jia Cong held the knife in both hands, grinned and said: "Very good! I, Jia Cong, have not fought so happily for many years! Miss Zixia, I will not be merciful anymore!"
Fairy Zixia clenched her fists and said coldly and arrogantly: "Me too."
After that, the two fought together again.
The sword light and the fist light collided violently at an extremely fast speed, and the loud sound of air blasting was heard continuously from the stage.
Another half hour later.
The two of them were separated in the blast of air and fell to the ground. They both retreated a distance before stopping.
At this time, both of them were sweating profusely, panting, and exhausted.
The moves of the two were fierce and powerful, but they also consumed a lot of energy in their bodies. After more than an hour of fierce fighting, they were both at the end of their strength.
Jia Cong gasped, looked at the opposite side with admiration and said: "Miss Zixia, you and I are matched in chess, and it's hard to tell the winner. So don't waste time. How about shaking hands and making peace? Let's count it as a draw."
Fairy Zixia raised her chin slightly and said: "I'm sorry, I have to win this round. Our country, Dayan, is just a small country and cannot compare to your Tianxiong Sect. We cannot afford to lose in one round. We are determined to win that longevity pill."
Jia Cong's eyes flashed, and he stared at her for a few more times. He suddenly put away the golden knife in his hand, cupped his hands and said: "In that case, then Jia must admit defeat in this round. Jia claims to be born with supernatural power, and he is the same level. No one can resist my seventy-two Kaitian swords, but Miss Zixia resisted with her fists and did not lose. Jia admires her very much. In this round, Jia feels ashamed and has to admit defeat."
Fairy Zixia, however, clenched her fists and did not relax her vigilance at all. She said coldly: "Then you go down first."
Jia Cong smiled slightly, his eyes brightening, and said: "Miss Zixia is so cute."
Then he cupped his hands to Xu Xinghe in the corner and said, "Senior, in this round, this junior will admit defeat."
Xu Xinghe nodded and announced: "In the first round, Dayan wins!"
Fairy Zixia then slowly put away her skills, her two huge fists quickly transformed back into their original small pink fists, and the fierce aura on her body also quickly subsided.
She bowed respectfully to Xu Xinghe, turned around, and walked towards the bottom of the fighting platform.
Jia Cong suddenly said again: "Fairy Zixia, I would like to ask, are you married?"
Fairy Zixia was stunned when she heard this, then turned her head and smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth, as beautiful as a flower: "Of course we are married, and we have several children."
After saying that, the red dress fluttered down the battlefield like the charming sunset on the horizon.
Jia Cong stayed on the battlefield, his face a little stiff.
"Senior Brother Jia, come down quickly, I'll fight the second round!"
The burly young man named Shi Potian suddenly jumped onto the stone platform carrying the war hammer he had just won before. He looked at the people of Dayan in the audience with unruly eyes and said, "Who among you Dayan will challenge?"
Everyone in Dayan looked at him and the war hammer on their shoulders with solemn expressions.
"This person is in the middle stage of the Grand Master's cultivation, and his defense and explosive power are more powerful than that of Jia Cong. He was injured in the previous competition, but he recovered so quickly."
"The power of his war hammer is at the level of a spiritual treasure. Coupled with his own strength, even the Grand Master's later cultivation level will find it difficult to defeat him."
While everyone was discussing in low voices, Zhuang Zhiyan sighed and said: "It seems that I am the only one who will win in this round. Although it doesn't look good to bully the young with the old, but I, Dayan, can't compare to other big sects." .”
"I go."
At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded next to him.
(End of chapter)
