After Leng Shuangrong announced the start of the monastic meeting, a flash returned to the throne. Then Grand Elder Tong Yixing went forward and explained to all the monks the competition rules, elimination rules, competition system, time, accommodation arrangements, and other issues that needed attention.
After Wang Bugui heard this, he felt that this monastic conference was almost the same as the Olympic Games. All items are complete and perfect, but there are not so many items here. There is only one highest goal in everyone's mind, and that is to win the championship in the end. Otherwise, it would be nice to be among the top sixteen. Only the top sixteen will receive training resources or magic weapon rewards.
The first competition of the monastic conference is a group of fifty people in the monastery, and a big melee is held at the same time. The last sixteen remaining people participated in the next competition, which allowed teams to be paired together. There are ten war zones in total, and those who are knocked out of the war zones are deemed to have failed. Various magic weapons and forbidden weapons can be used in the melee, but they must not kill people. Stop as soon as possible, otherwise one life will pay for another.
The second competition will be held on the second day. The remaining sixteen people will compete in pairs, and the winner will advance. There are also no restrictions on treasure bans and other restrictions, just click on them.
The third competition is set on the third day. Among the eight people who were promoted yesterday, two people will compete in groups until the last two people are promoted. The number of bans is limited to three times, and violators will be considered out.
The fourth competition will also be held the next day, with the remaining two competing for the top sixteen spots. The final winner will receive a marrow-cleansing pill, which can help the monks cleanse their muscles and marrow and baptize their physical bodies. The number of times a forbidden weapon can be used is once, and violators will be eliminated.
The fifth competition begins, and there is a big competition every day, and so on. They compete for the top eight, top four, top two, and the finals on the last day. No one is allowed to use forbidden weapons, but there are no restrictions on forbidden techniques.
You can't completely kill the opponent, or at most seriously injure the opponent. People in these rankings have different rewards. The winners of the top eight will be elixirs, and the top four will start with different magic weapons. The type of the final prize is undisclosed.
The monastic conference lasts for eight days in total. Each sect can go to live in the other eight spiritual peaks. The spiritual peak where the casual cultivators are located is the spiritual peak facing the main peak. Each sect's area has been divided. If you want to compete for other areas, the sect's qualification to participate will be cancelled. Disciples of various sects can live with casual cultivators, but they are not allowed to provoke casual cultivators, and they will be responsible for anything that happens.
After Tong Yixing finished talking about these matters, he took out a jade plate and turned it with one hand, and it floated in the air autonomously. Then he poured spiritual power into it, cast spells quickly with both hands, and the jade plate bloomed with brilliant ten-color divine light.
Then ten rays of divine light flew to eight directions in the dojo. When these divine lights came into contact with the venue, the dojo was divided into ten areas of different colors.
There are a total of fifty people in each area, all of whom are elites from various factions. They had already gone through a selection process in their respective sects, and the rest of them just came together to witness the monastic conference. After all, cultivating the Tao also depends on talent, opportunity, etc. The so-called genius is rare.
Most people have moderate or even mediocre qualifications. If such people do not rely on hard work, wisdom and chance, they cannot compare with those with higher talents, let alone those geniuses who have inherited a sect.
Rather than being hit by such people, it would be better to let fellow disciples tell them this cruel and helpless fact. By allowing those people to watch from the sidelines, they can understand the gaps, and even inspire the determination of some malleable talents, and be inspired by observing the various methods.
This has always been the case in every conference. Those who participate in competitions may not necessarily become famous figures. Among the people watching, there are also people who are greatly inspired, and after a hundred years of accumulation, they become a blockbuster. This kind of thing often happens. The monastic conference is a grand event full of unknowns and opportunities.
Now people outside the war zone are ready to watch a fierce melee and pray for their fellow disciples. In the war zone, everyone is ready to go.
A big bell appeared above each war zone. When it appeared, everyone would secretly exercise their Qi or take out their magic weapons, ready to take action at any time. Everyone's state of mind is different, but most people are nervous and clenching their fists.
The atmosphere in the field has risen to an extreme, and everyone can hear it even if a pin is dropped. Just like when a storm approaches, the silence is terrifying.
"clang!"
A clear and resonant bell rang, echoing in the dojo, as if it came from ancient times, breaking the extreme calm in the dojo. The first competition, a melee, was kicked off by the sound of the bell.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Come on!"
"Hoo!"
"Watch your back!"
The bell ended, and after a brief calm, the war was about to break out. The sound of magic weapons colliding was endless, and various roars were intertwined. When the battle began, people from all the sects gathered together, turning the melee into a group battle among the sects.
Rogue cultivators are the first people targeted by various sects. Because there are not many casual cultivators, and no more than three people can travel together, it is easier for all factions to attack in groups.
In the past, there were few casual cultivators who shined in the conference, but if there were any talented casual cultivators, they would definitely be among the top four. There were even several conferences, and the casual cultivators won the first prize all the way.
Because casual cultivators are all looking for opportunities and techniques, they might be able to obtain some powerful inheritance that has been lost. The combination of various reasons has led various sects to identify casual cultivators as the number one target of suppression and want to eliminate this variable.
"Well!"
Not long after the war started, dozens of casual cultivators were kicked out of the field one after another. There were only a few strong casual cultivators left in the field, each showing off their magical powers, making some sects afraid to provoke them easily. In this case, the major sects will not take it too seriously. After all, if they force out their trump cards in the first game, it will be easier to discuss countermeasures later.
There was only one casual cultivator that everyone could not understand. His spiritual practice was not very high, and the spells he used were ordinary. But he was not forced out by the major sects, just because his body skills were too coquettish. The elites of various sects tried to beat him out dozens of times, but he dodged them all, and even let their attacks hit other sects every time.
This directly caused a war between the two factions, and he could even provoke multiple factions at once, turning the battlefield into a real melee. As a result, after a chaotic fight, the man was still standing in the field. At this time, there were only twelve people left on the field.
"Who is this kid?"
"No, you can advance through the whole process just by relying on your body skills!"
"Unexpectedly, even Senior Brother Zhang Lan didn't take action against him!"
For a time, there was a lot of discussion in the audience. They were all amazed when they saw the handsome and crazy person in the audience. If this person has any outstanding points, he only has body skills. Apart from that, any Tao method he used was ordinary and not very aggressive. But just such a person turned out to be one of the last sixteen people.
"hehe."
Wang Bugui chuckled lightly on the court, and he was naturally the man of the hour talked about outside the court. A melee should look like a melee. Seeing these sects in groups, he naturally likes to make a scene. The first melee ended with him first. In other battlefields, because the various sects did not want to conflict easily, they all faced off carefully.
"snort!"
Jin Zhan, the genius of the Crazy Blade Sect, was very dissatisfied when he saw that Wang Bugui had already ended the competition on the field. I am a genius, why am I slower than others? Then he summoned his spiritual sword and slashed forward wildly. A big sword slashed forward wildly, and the sharp sword energy spread across the field. Seeing this, the geniuses from other sects also chose to take the initiative to attack.
A battle that should have continued to be deadlocked was indirectly broken by Wang Bugui. For a time, Taoists flew across the major battlefields, spiritual energy surged wildly, and various Taoisms collided fiercely.
"Roar!"
Lu Hao roared loudly, knocking back everyone in the area where he was. At the same time, he smashed the ground with one hand to break open the dojo, and slowly pulled out a lava feldspar from the soil. Then the stone body was shattered with a snap, and a Fang Tian painted halberd blooming with red light appeared. He took three steps forward calmly with a big halberd in his hand, shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Changge.
Then he raised his halberd and pointed it forward, saying: "Who dares to take my halberd?!"
When Yu Wude saw this scene, he also took out a small formation platform and placed it in front of him. Then he lay down on the ground in the posture of a sleeping Arhat, stretched out and said: "Come, everyone who is not afraid of death."
There are many more situations like this. Jiutianjiao Leng Yueyan, even wearing a gray robe cannot cover her plump and slender figure. A beautiful face was expressionless, holding a whisk, and gray eyes were expressionless. She blew up the dust, and suddenly there was a strong wind and thunder in the field. The strong wind and thunder cleared the field, leaving only sixteen people.
Fanjingshan Buddhism, a handsome young Buddhist, he is different from other Buddhists in having waterfalls of black hair. It is the secular monk Ning Zhe that people talk about, the greatest genius of Buddhism in the world. I saw him opening his mouth and uttering the word "moo" from the six-character Buddhist mantra, which shocked many people in the venue to the point where they could not stand, thus slowly eliminating the weaker ones.
Shushan Sword Xiu Feng Tianming's Chixiao Sword has not yet been unsheathed. Just holding it in his hand like this, the sword energy emitted has already cut into pieces several magic weapons that were besieged. Then he released more powerful sword energy and drove back all the monks who besieged him.
The three fairies of Baihua Palace are Jiang Lianyue, Meiqing and Shangguan Yiyi. As charming as three fairy flowers, but full of danger, the place was cleared with dreamlike Taoist magic within a moment. There were only sixteen people left, and then they stood in the jade position and smiled to intoxicate everyone.
This first battle, with Wang Bugui's indirect guidance, ended in less than a cup of tea. The talented people from all walks of life have shown their skills in a small way, which shocked the disciples from all walks of life, and the elders of the sect nodded in joy. No one cared about Wang Bugui, a young monk who only relied on his body skills. All eyes were focused on the dazzling genius.