In Qingyang County's martial art competition every two years, there are only a few hundred people participating in the competition, while in Pingyang County, there are more than 2,000 people. This is the gap between the ninth-class county and the eighth-class county.
Not only are there many people, but they are also very powerful.
Relying on the glare sunglasses, Jun Changxiao found that the contestants had the lowest cultivation level of one-rank warriors, fourth- and fifth-rank warriors walked all over the place, and the highest nine-rank warriors had four.
In the martial art competition in Qingyang County, first and second-rank warriors are all favorites for the championship, and they can only become the bottom of the list here.
In fact, the reason for such a big gap is because the Pingyang County Martial Art Tournament only allows warriors under the age of 20 to sign up.
Qingyang County is limited to under 18 years old, and the difference between two years old will obviously make a difference in strength.
certainly.
It is an indisputable fact that the eighth-rank Pingyang County is stronger than the ninth-rank Qingyang County.
"Huh?"
A powerful man sitting next to him said in a low voice, "What is the iron-bone faction leader wearing in his eyes?"
"snort."
A high-ranking member of a certain sect said disdainfully: "It's a thing that pretends to be a ghost."
"An eight-liu sect from a ninth-class county dares to participate in our Pingyang County's sect competition. Who gave him the courage?"
"It is said that this iron-bone faction went to challenge Haoqimen and won the victory."
"This old man has also heard a little bit about this matter. It seems that he sent seven disciples to fight and won seven games. Then Sect Master Qin lost to him."
"Isn't it, is an eight-stream sect so powerful?"
Next, the city lord of Suiyang City was talking about the rules of the competition, and the leaders of various factions started chatting.
It is not difficult to hear from the words, how incredible it is that the Iron Bones faction can defeat the Haoqimen.
Jun Changxiao listened carefully to the rules of the game.
I roughly understand that the rules of the first round of competition in Pingyang County are that the eight areas have a big melee, and if they can stand at the specified time, they can advance to the second round.
Tut tut.
There are at least 300 people in an area, and the melee must be lively.
After the host, the city lord of Suiyang City, finished explaining the rules, he began to call the contestants.
"Heshan School, Xionggui!"
"The bird gate..."
"Qingyang County, Iron-Bone Sect, Ye Xingchen!"
"exist."
Ye Xingchen replied lazily.
If he didn't want to confirm whether the contestants were present, he didn't even bother to answer.
However, the viewing platform exploded, and all the fighters were watching Ye Xingchen and discussing in low voices.
"I'll go. People from other counties are also participating in this martial art competition?"
"The ninth-class Qingyang County next door?"
"Isn't the Iron Bones faction the eight-stream sect that defeated the Haoqi sect some time ago?"
"A Baliu sect from the ninth-class county came to participate in our Pingyang County's martial arts competition. Do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"
When the big shots from all sides discussed, they paid more attention to their image, and these Pingyang County warriors showed their disdain and contempt to the fullest.
Even though the Iron Bones faction can defeat the Haoqi clan, in their eyes, they are still just low-level sects from low-level counties. Coming to Pingyang County to participate in the battle is simply a shame for this competition.
"Iron Bone Sect of Qingyang County?"
"Hey, you are really brave, dare to come to the competition."
"It's a pity that he couldn't be divided into a competition area, otherwise he would have to be knocked out in the first round."
The participating disciples from each faction were also discussing in low voices.
A martial artist standing next to Ye Xingchen underestimated: "So he is from Qingyang County, why is he so unfamiliar?"
The other contestants in the same division also cast their gazes, with disdainful smiles on the corners of their mouths.
Confirmed eyes.
This guy was the first to be eliminated after the game started.
Feeling that everyone was staring at him with disdain and contempt in their eyes, Ye Xingchen said flatly, "A bunch of trash."
Jun Chang, who was sitting on it, touched his chin with a smile, and said, "Starting from the first round, I'm afraid Xingchen will be taken care of."
soon.
The roll call ends.
The warriors of Pingyang County did not hear the name of the second contestant from Qingyang County, so they realized that the Iron Bones faction only sent one person to participate.
An eight-stream sect, sending a disciple to join the battle, how... funny!
"Your head."
A middle-aged man next to him smiled and said, "Qi really admires your courage, dare to bring a disciple to participate in the sect competition."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "It's okay."
The middle-aged man shook his head.
The last time there was a six-stream sect from across the county to participate, ten disciples were all wiped out in the first round. Are you sure it's not a joke to send a disciple here
"Elder Qi."
Someone laughed and said, "When the game starts, there should be excitement in the third area."
"Yes, at that time, more than three hundred people will collectively target one, and it will be considered a miracle if they can survive for half an hour."
All the bigwigs laughed.
Jun Changxiao ignored it, and secretly said: "Xingchen, this first round of melee is a bit cruel, don't let me down."
At this moment, the Lord of Suiyang City announced in a loud voice: "The 66th Pingyang County Martial Art Competition has officially begun. Participants are invited to enter their respective competition areas."
"It's about to start!"
"I can't wait!"
"The contestants are good this time, and it will definitely be exciting!"
…
There are a total of eight competition areas in the competition field, and the size of each competition area is half the size of a football field.
Ye Xingchen, who represented the Iron Bone faction, was assigned to the third competition area. When he walked over, more than 300 competitors nearby cast their eyes.
no doubt.
They are all locked on the contestant from the outer county, and when the competition starts, they will unanimously reveal it to the outside world.
This is too bullying, right
There is no way, the martial arts competition in Pingyang County.
Since you come to participate as a foreigner, you must be aware of being targeted.
Except for the powerful sects that are challenging and exciting, they will occasionally come to have a try, and the sects in other counties will not find it boring to participate.
"Boy."
A contestant passed by Ye Xingchen and said with a low laugh, "When the competition starts, please don't cry."
cry
Ye Xingchen remembered this guy.
…
All the staff are in place, and the eight competition areas accommodate more than 2,000 contestants. Looking down from above, the picture is quite shocking.
"First round, start!"
After a while, the City Lord of Suiyang City shouted loudly.
"Hoo hoo!"
In an instant, the eight contestants in the competition area exploded in their respective cultivation bases, and the spread of spiritual power was quite impressive.
When the competition officially started, most of the fighters on the spectator platform turned their eyes to the third competition area, and locked their eyes on Ye Xingchen.
People from other counties.
Please experience my way of hospitality in Pingyang County!
"brush!"
A martial artist in the third division took the lead and charged from behind, his fists gathering spiritual energy.
"Snapped!"
Ye Xingchen turned around, grabbed his fist with one palm, and said, "Trash."
"this… "
The contestant's expression changed.
"Crack!"
Ye Xingchen grasped hard with five fingers, and the sound of bones breaking suddenly came, and then he staggered backwards, avoiding another person's attack, and kicked him.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The second martial artist who attacked couldn't stand still, so he was kicked in the chest, and several ribs were broken in an instant.
"ah!"
The two contestants screamed in pain.
"brush!"
Ye Xingchen used to throw out the guy who crushed the bones of his hand, and then appeared in front of a warrior stepping on Dubu Youlong, directly clasped it on his left shoulder, and said with a sinister smile: "You don't even have a chance to cry."
"Crack!"
"ah--"
The warrior whose shoulder bones were crushed suddenly screamed.
Yes.
He didn't even have a chance to cry.
Because the pain came unexpectedly, it was heart-piercing, and before the tears began to gather, the person had already passed out on the ground.
boom! boom!
Ye Xingchen turned around, stretched out his fists, and knocked the two contestants away.
Standing proudly in the competition area, he swept away more than 300 contestants from Pingyang County, and said indifferently: "A bunch of rubbish, let's fight."