In the blink of an eye, half a year passed by. The ten-year competition has officially begun. It seems that so many people have received the news that all kinds of gods and immortals have appeared in this competition. Many innate masters who have been in seclusion, even if they did not care about the ten-year competition before, have come out this time and signed up to participate in this event.
In the past, the competition for the tenth level of Xiantian and above was limited to thirty or forty people at most, but this time there were enough people to gather 80, exactly eight in each group. In this way, as long as people in each group defeat 3 opponents in a row, they will be able to enter the top ten and participate in this grand event to compete for spiritual fruits.
Seeing so many strong players appearing, Han Yufeng wisely chose to follow Xiao Pang's advice and did not advance in the meantime. Therefore, she participated in the intermediate competition of the innate realm. With her ninth level strength and treasures, it should be easy to take care of those ordinary disciples. So she is almost certain to win this time, after all, there will be no master disciples from the inner sect at that level.
As for the little fat guy, he had to go through a lot of fighting to get into the top ten. The strongest opponent in his group is Mu Zirong, known as the Qingyi Divine Sword. It is said that this woman is one of the four young talents of Xuantian Villa. Ranked third is Taoist Huolong's granddaughter, who is extremely favored by him. He is a wood-attributed swordsman who specializes in the Qingying swordsmanship. He has a very high-grade flying sword in his hand, Qingying!
There are many legends about Mu Zirong in Xuantian Villa, the most important of which is that she is unparalleled in arrogance. Her super talent and extremely good family skills make her far more powerful than her peers. Even among the elites of the inner sect with many strong opponents, she is ranked third, which shows how strong she is. It is precisely because of these that while she has won numerous honors and praises, she has also developed a arrogant temper. She would dare to teach anyone she disliked, no matter who they were. Many of the outer disciples and even the inner elites had suffered from her. Therefore, although her reputation in Xuantian Villa is great, her reputation is mixed.
Such a guy is always petty. Once Xiaopang defeats her, I'm afraid she will never end it with Xiaopang. Xiaopang couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought that he had to offend such a madman with a huge background. There is even the intention of giving up this competition. But in the end, he secretly made up his mind to snatch this opportunity to seize the spirit fruit from her. Not for anything else, just because he promised Han Yufeng to snatch at least one spiritual fruit for her.
Although Xiaopang is a little fearful and even timid, he is also a man who is true to his word and an irresistible man. No matter what, he cannot let the beautiful lady down!
With this determination, on the day of the competition, Xiaopang drove the Golden Eagle Sword and quietly came to the competition place alone.
Xuantian Courtyard occupies a very large area, and the competition areas are distributed in dozens of places within a hundred miles. The middle and low-level disciples competed in the outer gate, while the 80 high-level disciples came to a flat square somewhere in the inner gate.
After Xiaopang arrived here, he immediately met dozens of other elite disciples. After looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Are the people here really hiding dragons and crouching tigers? There are probably less than 5 people who are in the realm of the 10th heaven level, and not many in the 11th level. Most of them are masters of the 12th level, or even the 13th level. Each of these people has a majestic appearance, with powerful magic weapons or magic weapons flying around their heads and around their bodies. His demeanor seems to be leisurely, but he secretly hides murderous intent.
Especially after Xiaopang arrived, those people almost unanimously focused their attention on this guy who was obviously a bit wide. Their eyes contained various meanings, some were contempt, some were glares, some were jealous, but only one gaze was full of tenderness. That was the way Hongying looked at him.
Unfortunately, although Hongying saw Xiaopang, she was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside, all of whom came to get close to her. Originally, after she met Xiaopang, she wanted to get rid of the entangled people around her. But suddenly she found that Xiaopang winked at her and then pretended not to know. He immediately knew that Xiaopang was unwilling to get too close to him in public, as that would immediately make him the target of public criticism.
Hongying frowned, but finally complied with Xiaopang's wishes. He just smiled at him and said no more.
At this moment, a dozen Jindan monks who were hosting the competition flew in from afar. They were floating in the air and told the disciples below some relevant rules. Since the rules of the competition had been issued long ago, the senior monk who spoke only said a few words. Then the venue and referees are assigned.
The monks all moved very quickly, and in just a few words, the ten groups of people gathered together and arrived at the allocated venue.
Xiaopang and other eight people, a total of 6 men and 2 women. Following a golden elixir monk in a blue robe, he came to a grassland with a radius of about 100 feet. Then without any nonsense, he randomly named two male monks and asked them to enter the battle.
The two guys, one tall and one short, were both swordsmen wearing Taoist robes and wielding flying swords. One is fire type and the other is earth type. After arriving at the venue, the two of them exchanged symbolic politeness and then started fighting with their swords.
I have to say that sword cultivators’ battles are just beautiful to watch. I saw two people hanging in the air a hundred feet apart, each performing sword techniques. Countless rays of bright sword light instantly filled the space between heaven and earth. The whistling sound of the sword light almost deafens people's ears. Coupled with the countless times of flying sand and rocks, the scene was simply spectacular. The people watching the battle couldn't help but widen their eyes and watch carefully.
At this moment, Xiaopang felt a flash of fragrant wind around him, and then a beautiful girl in light green clothes came to him. This woman has an extremely hot figure. Although she looks young and has a childish look between her brows, she is plumper than a battle-hardened person like Han Yufeng.
However, although she has willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and is extremely beautiful, her chin is always raised high, with an indescribable arrogance on her face. Her beauty was greatly reduced.
After arriving at Xiaopang's side, the girl pretended to watch the battle in front of her, but she whispered contemptuously to Xiaopang: "Are you Song Zhong? This depressing name really suits your bucket-like figure. Woolen cloth!"
After hearing this, Xiaopang was immediately furious. He was originally thinking about ways to win without offending the other party, but now the other party took the initiative to provoke him. How can he hold back