Three days later, the five major sects in Xiaoshui City jointly issued an announcement of a city-wide battle. At this time, there were just ten months left before the competition.

From the date of publication of the announcement, the registration for the players participating in the knockout round will be accepted, and the location is located in the square in the center of Xiaoshui City.

Registration will be completed within one month, and the official knockout round will begin next month, and ten winners will be selected from them, and as a challenger, they will launch an attack on the throne of the new top ten young masters in Xiaoshui City.

As for the list of recommended players, they will be announced before the knockout round ends.

Announcements like this were almost posted throughout the streets and alleys in Xiaoshui City. Of course, specific details about the competition were also written on the announcement, making a piece of four-foot-long and two-foot-wide red paper covered with dense black fly-headed small characters.

For a moment, the entire Xiaoshui City became several times more lively than usual. The topic that people talked about most after dinner was not surprisingly this whole city competition. Many enthusiasts predicted the ranking of the new top ten masters before the competition began. The smarter merchants even printed a set of competition secrets, which seriously claimed that they had included all young masters under the age of 30 in Xiaoshui City, and interpreted the origin of each master, famous moves and weapons used in detail. Of course, the secret guide did not forget to make the ranking of the competition.

A booklet like this that only aims to attract the public's attention was sold very popular in Xiaoshui City, adding to people's topics. Whether the merchants fabricated their own information or the information intentionally revealed by the five major sects, in short, with the help of the booklet, even if there are still ten months before the competition, the atmosphere is quite warm.

Lin Yan also saw the announcement on the street, and then came to the square of the bustling Xiaoshui City.

A wooden shed has been built in the middle of the square for registration.

The wooden shed was crowded with people, but most of them were watching the fun. There were very few contestants who actually signed up for the wooden shed.

The reason is very simple.

It is lively, everyone loves to see, and everyone cherishes their lives.

There are almost no restrictions on participating in the knockout round. Anyone can register without verifying their strength or paying fees, but they only need to sign a life-and-death agreement.

Although there were many regulations to avoid the occurrence of death or serious injury of the contestant, there was no eye-catching fists and feet, and the sword was ruthless, so there was inevitably no accident. The organizer obviously did not want to bear too much responsibility for this, so there was such a life-and-death agreement.

Such a competition is naturally not a house-like game. Once the agreement is signed, life and death will be settled. Those ordinary people who do not have any skills or warriors who are not strong enough will definitely not joke about their lives.

Therefore, those who really dare to enter the wooden shed are all warriors who have made up their minds and believe that they are capable of participating in the knockout round.

Those who were watching the fun were almost all in a booklet. Whenever they saw a warrior entering the wooden shed, they would carefully observe his appearance and compare it with the portrait of the contestant in the secret book. At the same time, they would carefully listen to the movements in the wooden shed. When they heard the contestant’s name report, they would identify the name and the list written in the booklet one by one. When the warrior who was confirmed to have records in the booklet, people would look at him with envy and discuss everything about him.

When Lin Yan was mixed in the crowd, no one noticed him, and when he walked through the crowd and stepped straight into the unique passage leading to the wooden shed with a red carpet, he began to attract the public's attention.

"This guy looks too young, are you here to sign up for the knockout round?"

"Look, this man is dressed in ordinary clothes and has no weapons. He is not the staff responsible for the registration, right?"

"The person in charge of registration will only enter from the back of the wooden shed. This passage is specially reserved for the contestants. Needless to say, this person must have come to register. Look at his majestic and heroic spirit, whisper, maybe he is really a young master."

"Why would you please flip through the invincible secret book and see if there is no such person on it? However, I have read the secret book dozens of times before. Why don't you remember such a handsome young master?"

It takes almost every first half an hour or even an hour to see a sign up. Lin Yan's appearance naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Inside the wooden shed.

"Name?"

"Lin Yan."

"Yeah, age?"

“Seventeen.”

"Um?"

The middle-aged registration officer in the middle of the table raised his head curiously, looked at Lin Yan, and asked again: "It's really seventeen?"

Lin Yan nodded.

The middle-aged man still said in a puzzled tone: "Who really came to participate in the knockout round? Have you seen the details of the announcement clearly? Young people should think about it. Once the life and death agreement is signed, they will stand on the competition platform in a month. It will be useless to regret it."

"I've thought about it." Lin Yan smiled, revealing his neat white teeth.

The middle-aged man did not comfort him anymore, took out a form and handed it to Lin Yan, and said, "Just fill in the detailed information. You can have it in the future announcement, so please refer to it."

"Hi, young man, why don't you fill in this column of the sect?" The middle-aged man then found that Lin Yan's pen jumped directly over the sect column, and couldn't help but remind him.

"I don't have a sect." Lin Yan said lightly.

At this time, the crowd outside the wooden shed finally exploded.

"Lin Yan? I haven't heard of this person before, and I haven't recorded this person in my secret book. What's going on?"

"That's right, the secrets of the few people who came before were introduced in detail. Could it be that this person is just here to try his luck and is not a young master at all?"

"Didn't you hear this person named Lin Yan just said that he has no sect or sect? Look, this man is just a naughty man, and he's making a fool of himself!"

The people watching the fun quickly remembered Lin Yan, a strange young man, and regarded him as an indecent and ignorant young man.

In the wooden shed, the middle-aged registration officer also had the same thoughts. He was about to comfort him with compassion and asked Lin Yan to give up the idea of ​​signing up, but he heard a sneer coming from behind.

"Uncle Wang, let him sign up."

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang has always been kind-hearted. He suddenly heard these malicious words and almost stood up and scolded them a few times. However, after turning his head to find the true face of the visitor, he blocked the words that rushed to his throat and changed his face to a pleasing smile.

"Young Master, you are here."

The person coming was Qingfeng.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang is only responsible for organizing secret books in the Jing Pavilion. He has a low status. Qingfeng can call him uncle, which has given him enough face. Although he is a slight person, he is not stupid. He understands that this is Young Master Qingfeng reminding himself not to get involved in this matter.

Therefore, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang stood up and gave up his position to Qingfeng. He walked straight to the side and lowered his hands without saying a word. He just looked at Lin Yan with compassion and sighed in his heart.

I guess this young man named Lin Yan offended Young Master Qingfeng and asked the Young Master to interfere in this matter.

"Qingfeng, is it you?"

To the middle-aged man's surprise, Lin Yan just glanced at Qingfeng, then said hello, and continued to write and improve the content of the form, as if he was determined to register.

"I have seen people killed, but I have never seen people who like to be killed. Lin Yan, do you really think the city-wide competition once every two years is playing house? It will kill people!"

Qingfeng was not speaking to alert Lin Yan, but to mock Lin Yan's ignorance.

"Is that true? It seems that this is the case. After all, the fists and feet are eyeless, and the sword is ruthless." Lin Yan responded indifferently, as if the competition had nothing to do with him.

Most of the people watching the wooden shed knew Qingfeng. At this moment, I was shocked to see that Lin Yan, who was unknown, could talk to the young master of Qingwu Sect so peacefully.

"Maybe we are all wrong. This young man named Lin Yan is really very famous. You see, he can argue with Young Master Qingfeng, and he must be a master."

"Did the secret book miss this person? But judging from the current situation, Lin Yan is indeed very different. He should have real skills."

Everyone subconsciously changed their previous impression of Lin Yan.

Qingfeng in the wooden shed glanced at the crowd, and a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which suddenly doubled the sound, allowing everyone onlookers in the square to hear it clearly.

"Hmph, since you are kind enough to remind you that you don't take it seriously, then wait for the knockout stage in a month to cry on the martial arts competition. I want to see what skills does a warrior who is only at the eighth level of the innate realm use to challenge others!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the sighs in the hearts of middle-aged people in the wooden shed became even heavier.

And in the square, it was once again caught in heated discussion.

"Are you mistaken? It's still far from the Transcendent Realm, why did you sign up so confidently?"

"No way? I heard that Qingwu Sect has at least more than a hundred young sects with such strength. Anyone who comes out will definitely win against this person named Lin Yan. Where did he get the confidence? Isn't he really a naughty young man?"

Although most of them were not warriors, they knew the level of warriors. After hearing Qing Feng's words, they naturally understood that warriors from the eighth level of the innate realm came to participate in the city-wide competition. Not to mention that they would definitely not enter the final competition, they would probably not even be able to pass the first round of the knockout round!

The competition once every two years is a strong dialogue between warriors. Although the number of people dares to sign up, they have basically reached the Transcendent Realm. No matter how bad they are, they still have the strength of the ninth level of the innate realm. For example, Lin Yan, who is not strong enough, must have insufficient cultivation experience. I won’t even talk about it!

In this way, you dare to sign up alone. What if you are not a naughty person!

Lin Yan turned around and looked at the square, falling into the eyes of the people's reactions, but he was not angry, putting down his pen, and said calmly: "This is something I have decided, Brother Xie Qingfeng's reminder."

After saying that, Lin Yan smiled at the middle-aged man surnamed Wang and said, "I've filled it out."

Qingfeng's face darkened, as if he was thinking about why Lin Yan dared to sign up for the knockout round so boldly, but then he felt relieved and laughed with a proud expression.

"Hmph, since you are looking for death, you can't blame others! Although I promised Junior Sister Jiangxue that she would not attack you, it is easy to ask a few people to 'take care' on you during the knockout round, haha."

Qingfeng thought this in his heart, but said to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Wang, Lin Yan really wants to participate in the knockout competition to show his supreme style and add brightness to this city-wide competition. Please ask Uncle Wang to carefully review the information filled in Lin Yan, and make sure that Lin Yan can participate normally."

After Qingfeng said that, he walked proudly from behind the wooden shed with his hands behind his back.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang looked at Lin Yan, sighed, shook his head slightly, picked up the registration form on the table, carefully reviewed it, picked up the seal and stamped it with a bright red mark like blood.

"Lin Yan, the registration was successful, I wish you good luck."
Chapter completed!