The annual sect competition has officially begun. It is also an opportunity for the new disciples to see the world and have fun with the otakus and rotten girls who have been staying on the mountain all year round.
The entire martial arts square was divided into multiple areas, leaving open spaces among the crowds.
Tian Buhui was the last disciple left on the edge of the martial arts field, and saw several escaping lights coming rapidly from the direction of the main peak.
The visitor was walking in the air, not flying with a sword like ordinary foundation-building monks, with vast mana surging throughout his body.
Tian Buhui was curious, could it be that the previous information was wrong and that there were still golden elixir-level monks in the sect?
Even though he had suspicions, he did not dare to risk his own life. He used his spiritual consciousness to detect the other party and could only watch the person landing in the center of the stone steps in front of the Yanwu Hall.
When the newcomers and everyone on the stone steps sat down to greet them, the disciple in charge of the competition led everyone in the venue to bow and salute to them.
"Disciple pays homage to the sect master and all the elders!"
"Disciple pays homage to the sect master and all the elders!"
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Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sound was so loud that it echoed among the mountain peaks for a long time.
Such a scene is only for the Linghua Sect with tens of thousands of people. I wonder how spectacular it will be for the Immortal Sect with hundreds of thousands or millions of people during the competition.
The senior officials of the sect who were sitting still in front of the hall were obviously used to this kind of scene. They looked at the disciples in the field with calm and contented expressions.
"The sect competition has officially begun!" Sect Master Liu Ruqing smiled, waving her sleeves and robe lightly. Her voice was not loud but could be heard by everyone.
The disciple in charge took the order and saw a sudden change in the field. Dozens of battle platforms rose from the ground in the originally empty place.
"Swish swish~"
There is a person on each battle platform to preside over the next battle.
"This is the end of the sect competition. No one is allowed to hurt anyone's life. Violators will be severely punished!"
An elder raised his sword in the air and announced the rules of the competition.
The Linghua Sect is a well-known and decent sect, unlike the evil sect which emphasizes survival of the fittest and disregards the lives of its disciples. Competitions focus on competition and try to avoid unnecessary casualties.
As soon as the elder finished speaking, the number plates received by countless registered disciples lit up one after another, and the competition stage was immediately completed. All you had to do was wait at the designated position.
The disciples in the field began to move towards the battle site of the people they were paying attention to. Even the big shots on the stone steps were looking everywhere, as if they were discovering talents.
Tian Buhui mingled at the end of the crowd and secretly communicated with Dudu in his mind.
"Dudu, release the drone and record every battle."
Although the cultivation level of the people in Dabi is not too high, they can't stand the crowd!
There are characters in each mountain and their fighting styles are different. You can learn a lot from these battles.
As the battle started in the field, Tian Buhui stood on the edge of the square, found a big tree, jumped up, and sat on the branches.
With a wave of his hand, a tablet appeared in his hand. The drones were all in place, and the real-time picture was transmitted back, which was clearer than seeing it in person at the battle stage.
Slide your finger and the picture will be enlarged.
On a battlefield somewhere, two disciples stood facing each other.
"I'm Dan Yaofeng Sihao, please give me some advice!"
"I am Long Bufan from Ziling Peak, please give me your advice!"
Judging from the two people's demeanor, they should be both weak in cultivation. They didn't talk nonsense after being greeted, and the two started fighting together.
After a few rounds, it was obvious that Long Bufan had the upper hand.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Si Hao took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, and his aura suddenly increased greatly. He defeated Long Bufan and retreated steadily, turning defeat into victory.
"I'll go! Are you taking drugs with you?"
Tian Buhui participated in the competition for the first time, but he didn't know that the use of elixirs, charms and other items was not prohibited during the competition.
However, these things need to be refined by oneself.
Learning these skills is time-consuming, so naturally it cannot be compared with disciples who concentrate on cultivating their magic power.
The items they refine are also considered part of these disciples' own strength. This rule allows each peak to display its strength without bullying others too much.
Tian Buhui clicked on the screen and moved to a battle stage where many people were watching.
Before the two people on the stage could fight, there were already loud cheers outside the arena, and countless female disciples with eyes full of ecstasy, shouting, Brother Yun Hanfeng, come on!
"Is this the so-called senior brother?"
Tian Buhui zoomed in and saw that Yun Hanfeng was indeed extraordinary in appearance, with a tall and straight figure and a sharp face. He had a friendly temperament about him. No wonder he attracted so many female disciples, and he had the potential to become an idol.
The person who was opposing him seemed to know his identity. His fists were clenched and his palms were sweating. He secretly thought that he was unlucky. Why did he meet him in the first battle?
"I have met senior brother, please give me some advice!" His cultivation level was not as good as Yun Hanfeng's, and he was intimidated by the opponent's reputation, so he was timid before fighting.
"Junior brother, you don't have to be polite. Just treat it as a normal competition between you and me." Yun Hanfeng smiled, not showing any sign of arrogance.
When the disciples on the sidelines saw his behavior, they were even more impressed by his magnanimity.
A female disciple actually shouted, asking the other party to surrender voluntarily to prevent their senior brother from taking action. This made the disciple who was fighting Yun Hanfeng so embarrassed that he wanted to give up but was unwilling to do so.
"Nima, there are really crazy fans everywhere!"
Tian Buhui moved his finger and swiped away. The opponent's cultivation level was not as good as Yun Hanfeng's, but now he felt timid in his heart, and the outcome was decided.
There is no need to watch it now. After Dudu analyzes the video, he can only see the moves. He still wants to see the fighting methods of some special mountains.
"Oh, the fight is lively here."
Tian Buhui watched enthusiastically, took out a bottle of beer and drank it.
On the screen of the tablet, there was a cute little girl fighting with someone.
If placed outside the battle arena, she would be nothing more than a lolita.
But in this battle arena, that was not the case at all. She was seen holding a giant hammer in both hands that was completely different from her body shape, dancing like the wind.
The opponent he was fighting was a young man, and the flying sword he used was easily knocked away every time it collided with the giant hammer.
"Is this a body-training technique?"
Tian Buhui heard that there were people practicing physical training in the sect, but the number was extremely rare, and this was the first time he saw them.
The people around watching the battle, seeing the excitement of the battle, cheered and cheered.
But most of them are cheering for the little girl, after all, who doesn’t like a cute little loli.
Seeing that the flying sword had no effect, the young man used various techniques to attack.
But the little girl is not a vegetarian. She will disperse the opponent's spell with a shake of her hammers and seize the opportunity to bully him.
The young cultivator who was fighting in close combat was no match for the little girl practicing the body-training technique, and was shot down on the battlefield in just a few rounds.
"It's interesting. People say that body cultivation is not as good as Dharma cultivation, but this body cultivation is not much different!"
Tian Buhui still feels that having a strong body is more conducive to saving his life. If he has the opportunity to learn the physical training method, it is not impossible to have both physical and mental rest.
The screen changes and continues to view the battles on other battle stations.
A battle platform made his eyes light up.
