Chapter 118 1

For a while, everyone had different opinions and began to discuss what the land of God was. Everyone's eyes emit a hot light.

"It doesn't mean that as long as there is a chance to advance to the top ten, why did you only hear about Jin Chen at the previous league meeting, but no other nine people have no news at all?" Shi Shen was a little puzzled. He turned his head and looked at Jin Chen sitting dignifiedly in the south, but there was no expression on his face.

"Now I announce the official start of the General Assembly."

With the bell ringing, the whole scene suddenly quieted down. The huge square is divided into thirty small ringes. There is an unwritten rule of the League meeting. At the beginning, anyone can challenge without registration or any formalities.

Thirty-one rays of light flashed in the sky, and 31 referees stood on 31 ringes. These people are almost all white-haired old people. Everyone exudes an unfathomable atmosphere.

There is silence under the stage, and no one has set this precedent. Everyone is waiting for the first person to jump into the ring.

In a moment, someone finally jumped on a nearby ring. Holding a yellow sword and standing on the ring, he pressed his sword with both hands and bent down to the referee. Then he looked around and shouted loudly, "I am Lin Hong, a disciple of Lin Bozong. Today, with the help of the alliance conference, I asked all kinds of heroes in the world for advice."

There was a boom under the stage, and everyone screamed. A person around Shi Shen shouted: "Lin Hong is the first disciple of Lin Bozong. He has killed many demons in the past three years since his debut. It is quite famous in the northwest.

It seems that he is also determined to win the land of God this time. You see, even the suzerain of Lin Bozong has arrived. With the man's direction, Shi Shen saw a man in his fifties looking at Lin Hong on the stage with relief and seemed to be very confident in him as the biggest disciple.

After a moment of silence, a man in purple jumped up, about 25 years old, with a light figure and sensitive feet. Holding a jade fan, he flew up, gently touched his toes, fell into the ring, held a fist at Lin Hong, and smiled, "In Xiaqingfeng, come and learn Brother Lin's high skills."

When the old man with white hair saw that both sides had come to power, he briefly introduced the rules. Five points is to the point, and it is better not to make it life or something.

"Qingfeng, he is Qingfeng." The man beside Shi Shen exclaimed again, "Is this Qingfeng who killed Hailong Villa with one person's strength in the past two months?"

"Speaking of which, this Qingfeng really has a little courage. He broke into the Hailong Villa alone and hung the head of Hailong on the gate." Another person was also a little excited after seeing Qingfeng.

"In fact, it's cheap enough for the Sea Dragon King to die now. In those years, he did a lot of evil, killed and robbed, and fished a batch of gold, silver and jewelry from the sea. I came to the northwest to avoid the pursuit of enemies.

I heard that Qingfeng's family was killed by the Sea Dragon King. Qingfeng originally lived near the East China Sea. I drifted away from home for revenge. In order to have a daily hatred."

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While these people were talking, Qingfeng and Lin Hong had begun to fight. And many practitioners in other ring began to fly to the ring. For a moment, the whole square was full of voices. Various magic weapons fly around in the air. The colorful true qi and sword light are shining everywhere.

Shi Shen Jingjing looked at the ring of Qingfeng and Lin Hong. Maybe the situation was similar to that of Qingfeng. They were all tragically affected by their relatives, so she unconsciously had a special feeling for Qingfeng.

Qingfeng held a jade fan and unrestrainedly avoiding the swordmang attacked by Lin Hong. From time to time, he opened the jade fan and smiled twice.

From time to time, screams came from the ring in the distance, and then I saw figures falling from the stage, ringing a bell to announce the end of a game. After the game is over, the winner will write his name on the rostrum and go to the next game after tomorrow.

Today's game is very random and relatively not very fair. Originally, a strong practitioner has a high chance of losing after meeting a more powerful practitioner. However, some practitioners' cultivation is not very high, but it is easy to get a practitioner who is lower than him. Winning. In this way, you will be eligible to enter tomorrow's test.

There are too many injustices in the world. Good people may not get a good end, but evil people can live for ten thousand years. There is too much helplessness and too much desolation in the world. But people still live in this world.

Obviously, Qingfeng and Lin Hong are both masters, and now they are just tentative offensive and defensive. There is no substantive fight. Shi Shen looked at the two people on the stage with interest, and he could vaguely see that Qingfeng's cultivation was better than that of Lin Hong's.

The comparison on other arenas generally does not exceed a quarter of an hour, while Qingfeng and Lin Hong have been fighting for half an hour, but still have no substantial attack. Even the old man with white beard beside him was a little anxious. Because the League meeting is only held once a year, they are also the first time to be referees. Seeing that the other ring can be won or lost quickly, and the two young people are obviously not in the play yet.

Qingfeng's body tilted slightly, dodged a yellow sword light from Lin Hong, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Brother Lin has been fighting for nearly half an hour, and he must be tired. Now it's my turn to ask Brother Lin for some advice."

As soon as the words fell, Qingfeng's body immediately emitted a strong breath. Shi Shen was shocked, but he didn't expect Qingfeng to hide so deeply. His cultivation is much higher than that of Lin Hong.

The jade fan opened, and then sent a silver light from the jade fan and rushed to Lin Hong. Lin Hong also felt the energy contained in the silver light. At present, he did not dare to neglect it. He held the yellow sword and retreated two steps in a row. At this time, he saw Lin Hong's face solemnly and sacrificed the yellow sword with both hands. He saw that the yellow sword was surrounded by a layer of flowing yellow true qi, sacrificing the yellow sword and hit the silver light.

"Boom-"

With a loud noise, all the fences around the ring were blown away, and the people around quickly retreated. The loud noise also attracted practitioners from other places to look this way, and suddenly it became the focus of everyone.

Seeing Lin Hong dissolve the silver light, Qingfeng's face was old-fashioned. It seemed that as he expected, his body soared into the air and dived directly to Lin Hong with a slight step. The big opening and closing of the jade fan exudes the power of terror.

"Zhang."

The yellow sword returned to Lin Hong's hand, and then pointed to the sword head and collided with the jade fan, making a sound of metal collision, making ripples with the two people as the center. Even if Shi Shen has withdrawn a foot away, he still feels the hot heat on his face.

The ring was also hit by a large pit, surrounded by wood chips.

After everything calmed down, Qingfeng had retreated and stood leisurely in the original place, while Lin Hong was on the ground with his sword and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Lin Bozong's patriarch turned pale and stared at the ring. He originally had great hopes for Lin Hong, but he didn't expect to meet a strong enemy in the first scene. However, the League Congress has long stipulated that outsiders cannot intervene in the game. If he intervenes in the game, Lin Hong will cancel the game immediately.

Qingfeng fanned the fan leisurely and said with a faint smile, "Brother Lin gave in. I was lucky enough to win." The implication is that Lin Hong's skills are not as good as him.

"The winner hasn't come out yet. It's too early for you to say that." After wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Lin Hong sacrificed the yellow sword again, and saw almost substantial sword spirit flowing on the yellow sword. The breath emanating from his body is even stronger. Lin Hong shouted loudly, and his figure flashed up. In the blink of an eye, he had come to Qingfeng's side and split it with a sword.

Qingfeng showed a touch of surprise on his face and quickly dodged with his feet. Lin Hong split his sword and failed to hurt Qingfeng, but a deep ditch appeared on the ground. It is one foot long. This is left by the sword spirit of his yellow sword.

There was a burst of exclamation, and all eyes gathered here. Someone shouted, "I didn't expect Lin Hong to condense into a substantial sword spirit. It seems that Qingfeng can't win without paying some capital."

"Cut, the winner hasn't been divided yet. It's too early for you to say that. Lin Hong didn't do his best just now. I think Lin Hong is more likely to win this time.

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Everyone kept talking under the stage, but their eyes looked at the ring and watched how they should fight against the enemy next.

Shi Shen is now interested in Qingfeng. It seems that this little white face that looks like Pan An's cultivation can't be underestimated. He expected that he would definitely win this game, but as the man just said, if he wanted to win, it would be impossible without paying a price. Lin Hong was also a powerful role.

Lin Hong failed to hit the blow and was not in a hurry to take action, but flew back backwards. He knew that he had lost the best opportunity to attack, and now he had to look for another opportunity. Lin Hong also saw that although his cultivation is not bad, there is still some gap compared with Qingfeng. If he wants to win this game, he must win by surprise.

Qingfeng was a little embarrassed, and the horror on his face flashed by, replaced by that faint smile. Just now, he was really careless. He thought he could win with one blow, but he didn't expect Lin Hong to hide his cultivation so deeply.

Both did not take action first, quietly looking at each other, looking for each other's loopholes. But I couldn't find it, so I had to stay still.

"What's going on? Why don't they two move?" The people under the stage began to discuss again.

"How do I know that you can't do it yourself?"

"Why, aren't you convinced? Do you want us to go to the stage to compete?"

"Go and go. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."

The two people disagreed and walked angrily to an empty ring.

Shi Shen smiled helplessly. The cultivation person's heart is really arrogant and can't stand any grievance. Looking up at Qingfeng again, there was always a trace of melancholy between his eyebrows, but this melancholy was covered by his habitual smile, and he couldn't see it without looking carefully.