(Sixteenth update)
"Dong dong dong..."
At this moment, a burst of huge drums sounded one after another. On a high platform, eight shirtless men were seen waving drumsticks and beating hard. The eight people's movements were uniform, and the sounds overlapped without a trace. Scattered, shocking the blood of the monks present boiling.
The last day of the Yunlong Mountain Competition has begun.
Following the sound of the drums, Chen Feng looked at the twenty huge but simple arenas.
These arenas were deliberately set up temporarily by the Cangluo Sect for the Yunlong Mountain Competition. The flat bluestones were piled up to about half a person's height. They were solid and flat. Although crude, they were extremely practical.
After a brief exchange with Xie Ji, Chen Feng finally had a general understanding of the rules of the game.
In one sentence, this game is a battle for the title.
There are a total of twenty arenas, and each arena will produce a champion. During the competition, the champion is required to continuously defeat the masters who come to challenge. Whoever is the final champion will get a place in the Cangzhou Competition.
"This competition is really unfair. If there are constant challenges, the person holding the ring will not be able to rest," Liu Yiyi said angrily.
"Actually, this is the most unfair fairness," Chen Feng said solemnly as he watched the twenty champions step on to the ring one after another.
Liu Yiyi didn't know why and looked at Chen Feng doubtfully.
"In fact, the Yunlong Mountain Competition does not need to be absolutely fair, because the real masters are not afraid of protracted battles at all," Chen Feng's eyes sparkled and he spoke loudly: "Just like the Bujian just now, although he is vicious, he is still a Nascent Soul. The strength in the mid-term is indeed there. Such strength, at the ordinary Golden Core stage, can be defeated without any effort at all. Let alone a day, it can be endured for a year."
"Oh, I understand," Liu Yiyi suddenly realized: "As long as you are strong enough to defeat the opponent with just a few moves, you are not afraid of wheel battles."
"Of course, accidents happen. If you are unlucky and a person of comparable strength comes up, it may be a lose-lose outcome for both parties," Chen Feng said, "However, such a situation generally does not happen. After all, everyone only has one chance to challenge. Who can I won’t take risks,”
Liu Yiyi finally moved, and then she excitedly grabbed Chen Feng's big hand and shouted loudly: "Chen Feng, if you go to participate, no one will be able to beat you. When the time comes, you will definitely be able to get a spot. "
Chen Feng nodded and looked at each arena.
At this time, the battle for the champion has begun, and fierce competitions are taking place in all major arenas. However, the people in the arena at this moment are all masters of the Golden Core stage, and there is not a shadow of the Nascent Soul stage.
"The real competition hasn't started yet. Everyone in the Nascent Soul Stage is so arrogant that they can't come on stage so early. I believe that they won't be able to bear it any longer." Chen Feng scanned the audience and saw some Yuan Ying stage people. People who have cultivated in the infant stage are already starting to make moves.
Finally, as a young man in the Nascent Soul stage jumped onto the ring, the grass finally boiled.
Everyone knows that the truly exciting game is about to begin.
With three punches and two kicks, this person in the early stage of Nascent Soul easily kicked the original challenger down, causing the monks below to get excited.
As one Nascent Soul stage came on stage, more and more Nascent Soul Stages jumped onto the stage.
However, they had a tacit understanding, and none of them intervened in the arena that had been occupied by the Nascent Soul stage. Their targets were all those in the Golden Core stage.
After a while, all the arenas were occupied by Yuanying Stage monks.
"Chen Feng, you are right. As soon as these Yuan Ying Qi came on stage, the Jin Dan Qi who was about to make a move fell silent," Liu Yiyi said.
In fact, before everyone came, they knew that in this competition, the final spot must be won by the disciples of the Nascent Soul Stage. The reason why the Golden Core Stage monks are so flocking is to try their luck. The real purpose is to come. Experienced.
"Don't worry, the real game has just begun," Chen Feng said with a smile without making any moves.
"Look, someone's coming up again," suddenly there was a scream.
I saw a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul flying to the No. 1 arena and fiercely confronting the original monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
If it were in the past, the early stage of Yuanying should take the initiative to retreat when encountering the middle stage of Yuanying. However, now is the time to compete for the Cangzhou Grand Competition, and the monks in the early stage of Yuanying will naturally not give up easily.
As a result, an unusual fight between dragons and tigers unfolded, causing screams from below. The battles between Yuanying stages are generally difficult to see, and only on such occasions can you have the opportunity to see them.
In the end, Yuanying was defeated in the early stage. As he gave in, the monk in the middle stage of Yuanying became the new champion of the No. 1 arena.
At the same time, several more figures rushed onto various arenas, and all the Nascent Soul stagers in the field couldn't bear it anymore.
The Yunlong Mountain Range is not big after all, and there are very few Nascent Soul Stages under the age of thirty. The second batch of Nascent Soul Stages did not fully occupy the twenty arenas.
"Chen Feng, the sword step has already gone up, why can't you do it yet," Liu Yiyi shouted hurriedly.
At this moment, Lan Ruo's eyes suddenly became excited.
Following her gaze, she saw a rude monk in black clothes standing fiercely on the third stage, while a young man in the late Jindan stage was waving flags and cheering under the stage. Like a running dog.
Feeling Chen Feng's gaze, Lan Ruo smiled bitterly: "It was the person in the late Jindan stage who poisoned me."
Chen Feng looked at Arena No. 3 and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I will avenge you."
For some reason, seeing Chen Feng's confident look, Lan Ruo felt reassured. It seemed that whatever this man said would definitely come true.
Chen Feng walked towards the third stage.
The Nascent Soul Stage cultivator from Blackwind Village on the third stage was shocked when he saw Chen Feng. Chen Feng's name was so popular yesterday. Could it be that he was trying to bring bad luck to him
Arriving at the bottom of the ring, a disciple from the Cangluo Sect immediately stepped forward and took a mirror-like magic weapon and looked at Chen Feng.
This magic weapon is specially used to detect the age of monks.
Powerful monks can have immortal faces. In the world of cultivation, there are many old monsters who are thousands of years old. Some of them may look like yellow-haired boys. It is impossible to judge these people with the naked eye. True age.
At this time, you need this magic weapon. This magic weapon reflects the age of the bones. Human bones are the same as the growth rings of big trees. As we grow older, there will be unique marks on the bones. This magic weapon can roughly determine the bone age. Come on, it's very practical.
In the reflection of the mirror, Chen Feng's bone age was clearly reflected, twenty-five years old.
If you are old enough, you can take part in the competition.
"Chen Feng...Senior Chen Feng, how about we discuss it," at this time, the Nascent Soul Stage of the Black Wind Village on the ring said almost pleadingly: "Don't come to my ring, I will give you all my wealth,"
Chen Feng smiled: "I'll paralyze you, and I'll beat you."