For the next three days, Lin Yang did not go out.
He had a cordial and friendly training with [Blood Drinking Devil Sword] in his room. I have to say that this kind of devilish little cutie has a special taste for training, especially since this demigod soldier is almost rebellious. The profound energy of the sky makes Lin Yangshuang not to do it.
And according to the previous agreement, the patriarch did not come to disturb Lin Yang, so Lin Yang had been very close these three days, without knowing that there were a few episodes in the lottery ceremony that day.
After three days.
Lin Yang walked out of the room on time and joined the Ximen family. The elders such as Ximen Duanqian were already waiting in the front hall. Seeing the confident smile in Lin Yang's eyes, he nodded in his heart.
"Lin Yi, you finally figured it out!!"
When Wen Hui saw Lin Yang next to her, she rushed over eagerly, looking a little abnormal.
"If you have anything, let's talk about it when we get to the scene, let's go."
Unexpectedly, Ximen Duanqian checked the time and waved his hand directly, without letting Wen Hui finish speaking.
Lin Yang looked at the comrades around him, everyone's eyes were filled with evil fire, even Linghu You, the lazy guy's eyes were a bit cold, he knew that something must have happened in the past three days.
go.
With an order from Ximen to relocate, more than forty members of the family walked out of the Bieyuan. When they went out, they saw Meng Fanyun coldly looking back at the eye-catching "eight" on the door. He gave a heavy sip.
Pooh! !
Let's go! !
When everyone came out, they arrived on the square where they landed in a moment, but what is surprising is that the huge, smooth and mirror-like square with a view of the sun in just three days has changed beyond recognition and has become a magnificent one that can accommodate 100,000 people Arena.
The originally smooth ground has now risen in place and turned into a huge circular grandstand. There are rows of independent seats separated on it, all of which are made of white jade of the same material, as if to make everyone Came to a huge white jade giant city.
In the center of the stands, there is a spacious arena that is flat and square, which is thousands of meters in vertical and horizontal directions, enough for people to gallop freely.
The material of the ring is also the same strange white jade as the square. After a closer look, Lin Yang understands that all this is rising and changing from below the original square. The so-called battlefield of all saints is like a piece. The huge mud can change the shape and facilities you want at will, which is simply fantastic.
"Ximen family, welcome, your waiting area is on the eighth, please enter!!"
The old man surnamed Fan was also responsible for the reception today, and he also gave an'eight' number that made everyone very unhappy. This is like a deep stigma, always reminding the Ximen family of the current situation. Unbearable.
With a sigh of relief in their hearts, everyone entered silently.
After walking to the No. 8 player viewing area, Lin Yang felt that his party had become a drop of water in a crowd of people, appearing so small in the hustle and bustle of 100,000 spectators.
However, the big scenes he has seen so far are too numerous to list. The enthusiastic scenes in front of him are not surprising, but on the central podium in the middle of the viewing area of the lap, a figure made him squint slightly. .
Shocking thunder god will.
The Great Sage-level Supreme from the Imperial Court did not wear his powerful purple electric armor today. Instead, he wore a purple robe, embroidered with thunder and lightning moire patterns, and long black hair draped over it. Behind him, against his firm and cold facial features, he seemed so majestic and inviolable.
Today, the thunder god will be the absolute protagonist supreme. The entire battlefield of all saints is under his control. He sat there with his eyes narrowed, but he suppressed the audience like a giant lion, a breathing sound All made the servants of the Imperial Court tremble in awe.
This is the Great Sage...
The most well-deserved existence in the entire universe...
Lin Yang looked at the Shocking Thunder God General from a distance, thinking of the domineering scene of this guy suppressing the entire Ximen family by one person, and at the same time sighed in his heart.
If one day, one day, he really came to the opposite of the Imperial Court, to fight against such a terrifying existence of the Great Sage... Then he needs to be even stronger! !
"Lin Yi, look, there is the blood clan Shentu lineage over there!!" As he was thinking, Wen Hui finally got the opportunity to come over.
Even Linghu You, who had never had bones, stood by Lin Yang's side at this moment, and stared at the sanguinated men and horses in the No. 6 competition area with cold eyes.
What...
Shouldn't the Ximen family hate the Xia most
"Lin Yi... This time, we are not only going to get rid of the grandsons of the Xia family, but also to abuse the gangsters of the blood race. Otherwise, our Young Master Falling Flame will have to abolish his cultivation. Yeah."
kindness?
Lin Yang turned his head, just in time to see Ximen Luoyan's dignified face looking at the blood clan guys. From the opposite side, there were provocative and ferocious gazes, especially Shen Tuyou among them, with red eyes. Like a hyena that saw blood, it almost rushed over with a grin.
"Are they here again?" Lin Yang looked at Wen Hui.
"What's more!" Wen Hui wrinkled her nose and snorted: "On the day of the draw, their number one [Blood Enemy] went directly to us for a life-and-death battle. Let's not say how bad things are, even our ancestors. We are all scolded, so Brother Luo Yan will make a bet with them, regardless of life or death, and if we eventually lose, he will give up martial arts."
"Have a backbone!!" Lin Yang turned around and gave a thumbs up.
"I hate you!" Wen Hui rolled her eyes: "When is it so serious? Our match with the blood race will be tomorrow, and we must not lose at that time!!!"
lose?
Lin Yang haha.
How could you lose...
This time he has absolute confidence. After his devil training, the children of the Ximen family are no longer what they used to be. There are Feng Ning and Ximen Chuuxue, two horrible sword slaves who have worked hard for two years, plus Linghu. You that perverted evildoer.
It can be said that the Ximen family nowadays can only use one word to describe that is too strong to describe.
Now in Lin Yang's heart, the Kyushu Sword Society is not the focus of his concern. What he really worries about is the Hidden Sword Valley, which is thousands of miles away.
In that summer, when will it be shot...
By the way, when it comes to summer, why didn't the Xia come here
Lin Yang looked at the empty No. 2 viewing area. Not only was it empty, but Daxueshan and others, which represented the strongest No. 1 viewing area in the universe, did not come. What the hell was this
"Neither the Xia Clan nor the descendants of Daxue Mountain have a match today... You didn't look at the lottery table as soon as you saw it..." Wen Huibai gave Lin Yang a glance.
so**
Don't bother to watch other opponents' games at all
Lin Yang sneered in his heart and looked around at the other opponents. Except for the blood clan, the Shadow Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Xuanyuan Clan, the Promise Sword Sect, and the Great Desolate Sword Sect have all arrived. There is basically no existence that makes Lin Yang noteworthy. As he thought, there was basically no suspense in this sword meeting.
As soon as the auspicious hour arrived, I heard the sound of salutes and drums. After a magnificent opening performance, the god of thunder was introduced to the ring toweringly and announced. There was a calm and dignified speech.
The content is nothing more than that Imperial Court encourages the development of Tianyu Swordsmanship. I hope everyone will perform well, play the level, and play the clichés such as style. At the same time, it is finally emphasized that the final champion will receive the Heavenly Broken Sword as a reward.
When the energetic god stepped down, the silent scene began to lively again. Everyone began to look forward to the start of today's game, and everyone unanimously looked at today's game information.
The knockout tournament of the entire sword club adopts a single round points system. There are 36 games among the nine teams, of which there are three battles every day, which will last for a full twelve days.
Although the two strongest teams of Daxueshan and Xia were not played in today's three games, it did not affect everyone's enthusiasm for watching the game, because today's game also has something to watch:
The first opening battle: the fifth-ranked blood race against the fourth-ranked Promise Sword Sect.
A duel between the dark bloodthirsty fierce race and the strongest kendo inheritance in Kyushu Skyland.
The second game: the eighth-ranked Simon family vs. the sixth-ranked Shadow Clan.
How did the sacred land of swordsmanship, which became the laughingstock of the universe, complete their first battle of revival in front of the Nether Shadows
The third game: The Xuanyuan family ranked third against the ninth Dahuang Jianzong.
There should be no suspense in a wonderful exhibition game.
In this way, amidst the cheers and anticipation of everyone, the first game began.
Kindred, fight the Promise Sword Sect.
As the opening battle of the Kyushu Sword Club, everyone's expectations were raised to a high point at this moment.
And before the battle started, I heard the ceremonial officer ask loudly: "According to the rules of this competition, the blood race is lower in the pre-ranking, you can give priority to [Battlefield] or [Competition System]."
What else to say
Lin Yang was stunned, and Wen Hui next to him decisively and promptly flew over and rolled his eyes: "Let you retreat, now you don't know anything... This is the rule of this competition to take care of the weak. You know the competition system, and the battlefield is even more correct. Our low-ranking forces have great advantages!"
Oh
While Lin Yang was listening to Wen Hui's explanation, everyone saw a handsome man with red hair standing up in the viewing area of the blood race, full of weird demonic charm, and he bowed his hands to the central podium and said:
"We are willing to choose the battlefield weeping blood pool!!"
"Okay, then please choose Promise Sword Sect to choose the format you want."
"We..." The youth captain of the Promise Sword Sect was obviously a little entangled, and finally gave the answer: "Willing to fight a five-player team!!"
"Okay, then please invite the five-man team battle team of both sides to enter the battlefield, and the game will officially begin!!"