Pushing the door open, the thirty-three people walked towards the outside competition field.
boom!
The moment the door opened, the sound of a mountain whistling and a tsunami rushed over. Everyone looked up and saw that the Fengyun martial arts arena, which can accommodate three million people, is basically full at this moment. Among these three million people, more than half are Faxiangjing emperors. The emperor, maybe one hundred and one thousand Dharma realm emperors gather together, and the momentum is not huge, but when more than a million Dharma realm emperors gather together, that kind of momentum is enough to make any great emperor's master anger and blood boil. Some weak-willed people even start to get nervous, their bodies tremble, and their minds are blank.
"Looking at these people is scared, haha!"
In the open space around the competition platform, several seventh-level swordsmen laughed.
As a seventh-level swordsman, facing a sixth-level swordsman, they have absolute self-confidence.
"The strength is not bad, and it can pass the selection."
When Luo Hong Jiandi saw Li Fuchen, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He was really afraid that Li Fuchen would not be able to pass the selection, so that one less fun would be lost.
As for whether he would lose to Li Fuchen, he didn't even think about it.
Just kidding, his Luohong Sword Emperor is also ranked 15th in the Sword Emperor Ranking. Sword Emperor Sword Emperor is not there, he is the thirteenth, and has worked hard for decades. He thinks that his strength has reached an extremely terrifying state. Not to mention Li Fuchen, even if it is the Ruthless Sword Emperor and the Heart Sword Emperor, he has the confidence to fight each other.
"I hope that his kendo strength is not as strong as his body refining strength."
Nine Heavens Sword Emperor's thoughts are complicated.
Don't look at him as the sixth existence on the Sword Emperor Ranking, but last time, he was really afraid of being beaten by Li Fuchen.
Soon, the referee took the stage and announced the rules of the game.
The competition is a points competition. The higher the points, the higher the ranking. During the competition, you are not allowed to use the treasures of the heavens and high levels to increase your strength. Everything depends on yourself. Anyone who secretly uses power that does not belong to him will be disqualified.
The rewards of the competition are very rich. The top ten can not only enter the sword world, but also the first place rewards 5 million contribution points, the second place rewards 2 million contribution points, the third place rewards 1 million contribution points, and the fourth to the fourth place. Ten people will be rewarded with 500,000 contribution points.
From the eleventh to the twentieth, in addition to rewarding 500,000 contribution points, each person can also collectively accept the guidance of the sage of the sword. Although the guidance of the sage of the sword is definitely not as good as entering the sword world, it is equally ineffective. People who enter the sword world are undoubtedly hundreds of times better.
"Five million contribution points?"
Li Fuchen's eyes lit up.
He did not expect that the reward for the first place was so rich.
To become a seventh-level swordsman, it takes 1.2 million contribution points, and five million contribution points, which not only makes him a seventh-level swordsman, but not far from an eighth-level swordsman.
"Although it is not so easy to compete for the first place, what's the point of something that is too easy."
Li Fuchen smiled faintly, with light flickering in his eyes.
"It's such a rich reward, the top ten dare not say, the top twenty must compete."
"Yes, there are only sixty-eight people in total. I don't believe that I can't make it into the top 20."
The eyes of all participating swordsmen changed and became extremely sharp.
Chance, what is chance
The Swordsman Contest is just a chance.
Before they were a little nervous, even if they were to face the Ruthless Sword Emperor and others, they would dare to fight with them.
In the audience, everyone also sighed for the rich rewards of the Swordsman Contest. The contribution points of the Swordsman Guild can be exchanged for resources within the Swordsman Guild. The Swordsman Guild is a first-class force in the Holy Spirit Continent. You can imagine how many resources there are.
In the Class B box, Sword Demon Miao took the new gaze and instantly locked Li Fuchen.
"It's him!"
Killing intent was revealed in Miao Chengxin's eyes.
He already knew about Miao Xianyu's death in Li Fuchen's hands. After all, there were a lot of people present at the time, and one person sold the information to the Miao family.
"Brother Miao, what's wrong."
Aside, the sword emperor Chu Kuang asked.
Miao Chengxin said, "I found the one who killed Miao Xianyu."
"Which one, do you need my help?" Chu Kuang's wife is Miao Chengxin's cousin. It is not a big deal to get rid of an enemy for the other party.
Miao Chengxin said, "I want to take revenge myself. Of course, if I can't deal with it, I will ask Brother Chu for help."
If he was the old one, he is really not Li Fuchen's opponent. The opponent can kill Miao Xianyu with a single sword. This strength is indeed shocking. But ten years ago, his strength began to improve wildly. Emperor Chu Kuang has survived five moves.
Who is the sword emperor Chu Kuang? This is the fourth-ranked existence on the great emperor list. Except for the heavenly emperor, who is number one in the great emperor list, no one dares to say that he can beat the sword emperor Chu Kuang and can withstand five moves in the opponent's hands. This is Unimaginable things.
"good."
Chu Kuang nodded.
At his level of strength, there are not many people who can be regarded as opponents by him, and he can count them with one hand. In the Swordsman Contest, no one is worthy of being his opponent, because the Sword Emperor and Sword Emperor are not there.
In a Class A box, the Gao family are all there.
Including the Gaojia Shengjun and the Chuanliu Shengjun.
"Old ancestor, this is the person who destroyed my Gao family's auction house and took away 1.5 billion high-grade spirit stones." A senior senior executive pointed at Li Fuchen and said coldly.
1.5 billion high-grade spiritual stones is not a small amount, but for the Gao family, the destruction of the auction house is more serious than the loss of 1.5 billion high-grade spiritual stones.
There are many chambers of commerce in the Holy Spirit Continent. The Changhong Chamber of Commerce of the Gao family can have its current situation. It is accumulated over countless years. Now an auction house is destroyed and auction funds are robbed. This is a blow to the Changhong Chamber of Commerce, and there will be more in the future. Who dares to entrust the treasure to the Changhong Chamber of Commerce for auction.
"Don't worry, I will deal with it myself."
The sage of dry flow said indifferently.
He had already learned from Ye Di that Li Fuchen's strength was stronger than on the surface. Apart from himself, I'm afraid that there is really no one to deal with him.
"If the ancestors take action, this son will undoubtedly die."
The senior officials of the Gao family gave Li Fuchen a death sentence in their hearts.
A Dharma realm emperor, no matter how strong it is, is a Dharma realm emperor. Once the holy monarch takes action, there is no way to survive.
On the competition stage, after the referee clarified the rules and rewards of the competition, he raised his voice: "Now the competition begins."
Rumbling.
The competition platform suddenly split into nine smaller competition platforms. On each competition platform, a circle of light was raised.
"On the No. 1 tournament, Yuwen Haojie vs. Wu Xing."
"The second martial arts stage,..."
"Third martial arts stage,..."
…
Since it is a points match, nine games are played at the same time.
On stage one.
The burly swordsman Yu Wen Haojie stood tens of meters away from Wu Xing, the seventh-level swordsman on the opposite side.
"Give up, you are not my opponent."
Wu Xing said lightly.
He was ranked 20th in the Sword Emperor Ranking. Except for Li Jianxin and Murong Youyu, who valued some, he didn't care about the others.
"Look me down, but there is no good result."
Yuwen Haojie grinned, the other party is too arrogant, is the seventh-level swordsman really great? Before, he defeated the seventh-level swordsman puppet with two swords.
"Oh, then I want to see what the bad result is."
Wu Xing has a sword. His title is Liuguang Sword Emperor. The speed of his sword is not the top five, or at least the top ten.
On the competition stage, countless streamers burst out, covering Yuwen Haojie.
"Good job."
The big sword in Yuwen Haojie's hand seemed to be weightless. With one sword swung, countless shadows of the sword were superimposed, like a copper wall and iron wall, blocking the streamer.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding...
Wu Xing's swordsmanship is indeed fast, but his attack power is obviously weaker, and it is difficult to break through this layer of sword shadow.
"Sure enough, Wu Xing lost the ranking on the Sword Emperor Ranking."
In Li Fuchen's view, Wu Xing pursued too much speed and did not give full play to the true advantages of Streaming Swordsmanship. In most cases, the faster the speed, the stronger the power should be, just like his meteor swordsmanship.
After a long time, Wu Xing was a little anxious.
"Fast streamer!"
Finally, Wu Xingshi displayed a killer move.
As soon as the ultimate move was released, the speed of the sword skyrocketed again, and an impenetrable streamer shot out in the void, trying to break Yuwen Haojie's defense.
"The power is big enough, but the kendo rules are imaginary."
Li Fuchen shook his head again.
"Break it for me!"
Yuwen Haojie stabs the big sword in his hand, and the shadows of the sword close together to form a thick sword field, carrying a comet-like momentum, rushing towards the streamer.
Puff!
The streamer scattered, Wu Xing flew out and hit the mask hard.
"On the No. 1 competition stage, Yuwen Haojie wins, accumulates one point, and Wu Xing loses and loses one point."
Among the nine competition stations, the No. 1 competition station is the first to decide the outcome.
With Yuwen Haojie and Wu Xing stepping down, the referee said: "On the No. 1 competition stage, Li Fuchen is against Wang He."
Wang He and Li Fuchen are both level six swordsmen. Originally, Li Fuchen defeated the seventh level swordsman puppet with a single sword. It stands to reason that Wang He should admit defeat, but some in his heart believe that the seventh level swordsman puppet was Li Jianxin. Breaking through a hole, it is estimated that there has been damage, so Li Fuchen can easily defeat the seventh-level swordsman puppet.
In any case, it was a bit ugly to admit defeat as soon as he came up. Li Fuchen was not strong enough, and he didn't know until he had fought.
"Please enlighten me."
Wang He clasped his fists and said.
"Take out your strongest trick!"
Everyone's kendo has its merits, and Li Fuchen doesn't mind giving Wang He more opportunities.
Wang He frowned, so arrogant.
The competition began. Wang He didn't listen to Li Fuchen's words, and used the strongest tricks as soon as he came up. Instead, he planned to test it out.
"The sword is impermanent."
But Li Fuchen didn't intend to spend too long with the opponent. Since the opponent didn't use the strongest trick, he forced the opponent to use the strongest trick.
As soon as the sword of impermanence emerged, all the figures on the competition stage were Li Fuchen.
This move was created based on the impermanence sword technique. After so many years, Li Fuchen has improved a lot in addition to the Xutian sword technique and Yuanji sword technique, but the other sword techniques have not fallen. It is more than enough to deal with ordinary swordsmen.
"Good ghostly swordsmanship."
Wang He was taken aback, feeling that there was sword energy flowing everywhere, and he could not predict the angle of Li Fuchen's sword exit at all.
As a last resort, Wang He took out a killer move, his body rotated, and a storm of sword energy spread, and in the storm of sword energy, a bird was soaring.
This is his kendo, soaring kendo.
"interesting."
Li Fuchen's eyes lit up, Wang He's strength is really weak, but the opponent's swordsmanship is full of spirituality, that bird, waiting for an opportunity, is obviously made of sword intent. Under the induction of aura, you can find out the opponent without relying on judgment. Flaws and the trajectory of the sword.
"Well, you can lose."
Now that he observed the essence of the opponent's swordsmanship, Li Fuchen naturally did not intend to continue to entangle him. His body was like a ghost, and his sword was like a ghost. He instantly passed through the storm of sword energy, avoided the sword intent of flying birds, and smashed Wang He with a sword.
As for trying to find his flaws and the trajectory of his sword, it is impossible.