Eastern Suburb Martial Arts Fair.

In the air and the ground, there were 100,000 monks crowded. Apart from the rostrum and the arena, as well as the rest area of ​​participating geniuses, there was a crowd everywhere, and there was no place to go.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace wall, the geniuses instantly widened their eyes and their mouths opened, shocking inexplicably. Even the monks who were relatively relaxed in mentality like Mu Ji and 6 Li were stunned and surprised.

The airflow formed by the speech of 100,000 people, and countless whispers were even more terrifying than the powerful man in the Cave Void Realm. The pressure brought by the force can almost make people lose their minds instantly, and ten percent of their strength can be at most 30%.

In addition to being influenced by the atmosphere and even fighting with double-team war, some geniuses seem to be born specifically for the big scenes. Their momentum is rapidly improved, their spirits are excited, and their state of fighting is instantly perfect.

Walking out of the palace gate, Liu Li and others turned to the left side of the rostrum, where there was an area covered by formations, which was the rest area.

In the rest area, you can see everything outside, but no sound comes out, and you can't hear the shouts outside.

"They are just a thousand geniuses of two ages. I didn't expect that there will be disciples of the sixth-grade sect!"

"More than that! Even the Golden Pill Realm is available. If you want to enter the top five hundred, you must have the lowest level of Nascent Soul. The Golden Pill Realm, haha, no matter how lucky you are, you cannot enter the top five hundred."

"It's strange to say that this genius battle, why did the first two rounds increase?" asked a monk.

"Hehe, ask me, who will I ask?"

“…”

The 100,000-year discussion voice was a big killer weapon. He heard it and was dizzy and almost vomited. Fortunately, after entering the rest area, his ears suddenly became quiet.

As soon as everyone sat down, they saw the monks in the martial arts stadium stand up one after another, and a loud shout came from the rest area: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty is here."

Within the nine-layer palace wall, eight people including Yang Xing, Huo Sijian and others came in the air. They smiled at the corners of their mouths, as if they were strolling in the garden.

Eight powerful men in the Cave Void Realm all appeared, and their huge majesty instantly swept across the entire martial arts field. For a moment, hundreds of thousands of monks all fell silent. The martial arts field suddenly became silent, and the needles could be heard.

A moment later, Yang Xing and his men landed in the center of the high platform, and Huo Sijian and the seven of them each sat down. But he stepped forward and glanced at the audience majestic. He said seriously: "The battle between geniuses is not only a grand event of the Great Sui Empire, but also a grand event of the Great Six Eastern Region and even the entire Xuantian Great Six. Our cultivators went against the will of heaven, just to break the void and become immortals and Buddhas. However, the road of immortals is vague, and it is difficult for people with great wisdom, courage and fortune to succeed."

"Everyone here is the mainstay of the Great Sui Dynasty. I hope to be cautious of arrogance and impetuous, be brave to climb, embark on the path of immortality, and become famous for all generations."

"Today's genius debate. Each of the top 100 has rewards, and the top 10 can be practiced in a mysterious place. The top 200, those who are willing to benefit the people can be exempted from being admitted to Wushuang Academy. After their studies are successful, they can become imperial officials."

Speaking of this, Yang Xing glanced at the audience and finally looked at Prince Yang Ling. Yang Ling understood and flew up and said loudly: "For the third round of the arena, the draw of lots will determine the opponent."

"Those who are seriously injured and unconscious lose. Those who are defeated and admit defeat lose. Those who die will lose."

"If the opponent admits defeat or loses combat power, the winner is not allowed to continue attacking, otherwise it will be eliminated. The winner advances to the second round. The loser has another chance to draw lots against the loser."

"In the end, the Taoist law has no eyes, and life and death are all in accordance with the destiny of heaven. The losers and their sects are not allowed to take revenge for no reason. However, all the people are geniuses, and their future achievements are limitless. This time, it is another martial arts competition. I hope everyone can forgive others and avoid wanton killing."

"Geniuses under the age of thirty and under the age of 100 come to draw lots. After the lottery is over, the competition will start immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless voice transmissions immediately flowed in the martial arts field.

On the high platform were His Majesty the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty and the heads of the four major sects. Even if they wanted to talk nonsense, they would not dare to say it out loud. They could only use voice transmission and discuss with familiar fellow Taoists.

If someone can intercept these voice transmissions, they will definitely find that the most discussed thing they are not the genius participating in the competition, but the Taoist priests, sword cultivators and monks sitting next to Yang Xing.

After all, judging from the position of the three, they are more noble than the four masters.

You should know that this is the leader of the third-grade sect in the Great Sui Empire.

The three of them looked plain and had a majesty like a sea, and seemed to be stronger than the four masters. They had never seen such a person with such status, which was really shocking.

Under the witness of 100,000 monks, it took a thousand days to climb up to the platform and prepare for the lottery.

Yang Ling glanced at everyone, then waved his hand and shot out thousands of rays of light.

The lights are divided into two colors, one is golden and the other is green, all gathered in the air, swimming back and forth like swimming fish, and it is extremely wonderful.

"Get lots!"

Yang Ling looked at the first person and said hoo.

The man stepped forward and looked up. He saw no movement. A golden ball of light shot down and landed on the palm of his hand. It was a jade plaque: "No. 188!"

Someone took the lead, and the monks came forward to draw lots in turn. The golden jade plaque represents monks under the age of thirty, while the green light ball belongs to monks under the age of 100.

6 is in the middle of the line and it is soon the turn.

He stepped forward and looked at it. His eyes passed through many light balls and finally locked in one of them. He poked out his slap, and the jade token automatically fell and appeared in his hand - No. 15.

There were not many people, and the draw was very fast. After about one incense stick, thousands of jade tablets each had their own masters. The participating genius then returned to the rest area, closed his eyes and rested, and waited for the challenge.

"The third round of the genius debate, the arena debate officially begins."

"First round, the No. 1 ring: No. 1 vs. No. 2."

"Type 2: No. 2 vs. No. 3."

“…”

"Those who are under a hundred years old have not been on stage for one stick of incense are considered failure."

After a while, when everyone calmed down, a sound immediately came from the platform.

The ring debate officially began.

6 Li glanced at his number, turned over and walked out.

"6 Leave!"

Xia Qingxuan shouted in dismay, staring at him, wanting to speak but stopping.

6 Li turned his head and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, the morning stage ends early."

Although he was the first to appear on stage, Liu Li seemed to be careless. He just glanced at everyone and found that the people who stood up were all in the Nascent Soul Realm, and there was even a Golden Pill Realm, which didn't even have a fusion realm, so it was not challenging at all.

When Xia Qingxuan waved his fist when he heard this, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Come on."

"Oh."

6 Li compared the "ok" gesture and stepped out of the rest area. He spread his body and rushed towards the No. 8 arena.

The rest area is a bit far from the No. 8 Arena. Except for a passage about a meter wide, other places are crowded with monks watching the battle. It is hard to accept that so many people are pointed at and discussed loudly.

"Hey, his footwork is good!"

"No, who can reach the third round has no ability to get to the bottom of the box?"

“…”

Accompanied by the discussion on both sides of the passage, 6 left a gust of wind rushed to the ring. He looked at his opponent and couldn't help but shake his head: "Mid-stage stage of the Nascent Soul Realm?" (To be continued.)

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