Chapter 357 Kowloon Group
A total of hundreds of warriors gathered here, almost all masters of the Seven Dragons, Eight Dragons, and Nine Dragons, some young and some old.
Therefore, Shuiyue Sect divided these people into ten groups.
"Everyone please follow me."
Suddenly, an inner disciple of Shuiyue Sect jumped out and took everyone away.
No one dared to have any objections. After all, each of the Shuiyue Sect's inner disciples had the power of at least ten dragons, usually thirteen or fourteen dragons. It was more than enough to deal with them.
Subsequently, these more than 150 people were taken to an arena of the Shuiyue Sect. There were already many people sitting on the stands on three sides of the arena, at least hundreds, and there were many people among them. There are disciples, protectors, and even elders of Yuezong.
"Everyone, there are a total of ten small arenas here. Please go to your respective arenas."
The disciple of Shuiyue Sect said.
This is what most people guessed, they will fight in groups first, and then fight against other groups.
I just don’t know how many people should be selected from a group, is it one or three
Ye Xuan didn't care, he directly found the No. 2 arena.
There are ten contestants in the second arena, and they are all older than Ye Xuan. In addition, there is also an inner disciple of the Shuiyue Sect in the arena.
"Okay, let me tell you the rules here. First, no killing is allowed, otherwise you will be eliminated directly. Second, if you fall outside the ring, you lose. Third, you can abstain."
After the disciple finished speaking, someone asked: "Brother, how many of the fourteen of us can advance to the second round?"
Hearing this, the disciple stretched out his finger and said: "One!"
This number also shocked the fourteen people present.
Fourteen people advance to one, and the competition is not as fierce as usual.
Ye Xuan in the crowd was very calm. He had already reserved the first place and no one could take it away.
"No. 1 and No. 2 of Group 2, come on stage!"
The inner disciple shouted that he was the referee.
Then, two people jumped onto the ring, both of them were the power of Nine Dragons.
"let's start!"
After the inner disciple finished speaking, the two people on the ring began to take action, with swords and swords flying.
Ye Xuan looked around under the ring. Competitions in other rings had already begun, and the spectators in the three stands were also watching with interest.
After a while, the winner was decided in the second arena. Although both of them had the power of Nine Dragons, No. 1 was obviously stronger, so the winner was No. 1.
In the second game, No. 3 vs. No. 4.
This time, the strength is not the same. Number three has the power of eight dragons, while number four has the power of seven dragons.
As expected, No. 4 lost and No. 3 advanced.
The rhythm of these people is very fast, and they can fight twice in one minute. After all, this is not a fight, but a competition.
Within a few minutes, it was Ye Xuan's turn.
"The second group, No. 13 and No. 14, come on stage!"
The inner disciple shouted.
Finally it was Ye Xuan's turn.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan jumped directly onto the ring, and his opponent was a young man holding a long sword, who should be a child of a certain family.
"Boy, if you are the power of seven dragons or eight dragons, just get off the ring yourself."
Just as Ye Xuan jumped up, the young man said arrogantly.
"Unfortunately, I am the power of Nine Dragons." Ye Xuan said with a slight smile.
"It doesn't matter, your end will be to get off the ring."
The young man didn't take it seriously.
"start!"
The referee didn't give the two people time to argue and shouted directly.
"call out!"
The young man didn't waste any time and rushed forward with a single stride, taking his sword straight to Ye Xuan's throat.
Ye Xuan held the Bahuang Sword and stood there, waiting for the other party to approach.
"die!"
The young man's eyes flickered, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flashed, turning into three afterimages and attacking him.
"A little trick." Ye Xuan thought to himself, tilted his foot, and then stabbed out with the Bahuang Sword lightly.
"Hiss!"
The Bahuang Sword pierced the young man's shoulder, and then he felt a huge impact on his chest, and his whole body was sent flying backwards.
Although this young man has the same power of Nine Dragons as Ye Xuan, don't forget that Ye Xuan has a 20% movement speed bonus, and he also has the blood of the King of Fighters, so his shooting speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
The young man flew backwards, his eyes widened, and his feet dragged on the ground. He was knocked back dozens of meters before he managed to stabilize himself.
But the next moment, his eyes widened, because Ye Xuan had already rushed up.
"Bang!"
The young man's chest was hit again, and this time, he fell directly under the ring.
"Number 13 wins!"
The referee announced.
The young man under the ring gave Ye Xuan a vicious look. Five seconds ago, he had just said harsh words and wanted to beat Ye Xuan off the ring.
Unexpectedly, five seconds later, he rolled off the ring himself.
What a slap in the face!
Ye Xuan defeated one person and successfully entered the second round of the second group.
The second round of competition will begin soon, but the number of people is odd, so one person will have a bye.
Seven people each drew a lot, and the one who got a bye was number one.
The competition continued, and soon it was Ye Xuan's turn again. This time, his opponent was an eight-dragon force, and he won easily.
After the second round, there were only four people left in the second group. All four people were from the power of Nine Dragons, and their numbers were equal.
After two games, the first place in the second group was determined.
Without any surprise, the first place is Ye Xuan.
"No. 13 in the second group, you won the first place in the second group. Now you remember a number. Later in the second round of the conference, you will be the number two."
The referee said to Ye Xuan.
"clear!"
Ye Xuan nodded.
The battle in the second group was completed relatively quickly. The defeated warriors shook their heads helplessly and then walked to the stands.
Taking this opportunity, Ye Xuan also stood on the ring and looked at the other groups.
The competitions of other groups have also come to an end, and almost all of them are masters of the Power of Nine Dragons fighting.
At this time, he set his sights on a young man.
"The power of Nine Dragons, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, also knows a heaven-level movement and martial arts?"
Ye Xuan frowned slightly.
This young man was in the final battle of the tenth group. When Ye Xuan frowned, he happened to put the long sword in his hand at his opponent's throat.
Win!
"It seems that he is a child of a certain family."
Ye Xuan thought for a while and didn't pay much attention.
He understood that this martial arts conference jointly organized by the three sects was not to provide benefits to others, but to recruit disciples.
After all, not all geniuses joined the sect, and some practiced within their own families.
A few minutes later, the first place in the last group was also decided, with a total of ten people.
Later, Ye Xuan and the ten people came to the big ring in the middle of the arena.
(End of chapter)