There is little difference between the world of practice and the secular world, and some regular procedures are indispensable at grand events.

I briefly talked about the history and glorious traditions of the Shushan Sword Sect, and talked about the contributions of the sword art event to the cultivation world. I also introduced the six elders of the Shushan Sword Sect in detail, and finally started the business.

Because there are no previous three levels, the competition has become that everyone who signs up can take the stage.

The immortal holy land was extraordinary. Five elders cast spells together and activate the secret realm formation. More than a hundred arenas appeared in the middle of the square.

"This method!"

Chen Xuejian was dumbfounded. The square looked only four or five hundred square meters, but after the formation was activated, it suddenly became huge.

This feeling is very similar to Zhao Qingwu's residence in Shencheng. It looks not very big, but there is a different world inside.

I have long heard that when the community was built, it used extraordinary means. Could it be that the cultivation world helped?

However, he immediately denied this idea. This is a powerful space magical power, and the elders of the Shushan Sword Sect could not have such cultivation.

The current situation should be the formation that was originally available here, and these elders just know how to use it.

The formation of the magical power of space cannot imagine how strong the original owner of this secret realm is.

"Start now, if you report the number, enter in order!"

Those responsible for entering the venue began to report: "No. 1, No. 2..."

The contestants entered one by one in order, and did not dare to do anything randomly.

"Ninety-six!"

When Chen Xuejian heard his number, he spoke to You Xiaozhi and walked over.

After handing over the sign to check, I walked up the steps.

When I walked past the last step, I saw a flash of light, and I felt like the stars were changing, and I had already arrived on a ring.

Looking around, the ring seemed to be on a grassland, with the blue sky, but I couldn't see the people around the ring.

After waiting for a while, a young man walked up. He was about twenty-six or seven years old, a little thin, but his strength was pretty good, eleven Yuantian, a master-level sword cultivator.

The visitor came on stage, stood still, bowed and bowed: "Wei Che down Xiaocang Mountain, please give me advice!"

“Below…”

Chen Xuejian was about to report his name when he suddenly remembered that Ding Ruxiu had called him a black man, and immediately said, "You are in Xiayan City, please give me some advice!"

"please!"

Wei Che drew his sword and unsheathed it and said, "My sword is two feet and six cents long and weighs nine pounds and six ounces. It was cast by the famous craftsman Yang Pu!"

"Um!"

Chen Xuejian didn't expect that the other party would fight first. After thinking about it, he took out the heaviest sword: "I am a countryman, I'm a pig iron! Sixty pounds!"

This sword was indeed made of pig iron. Because the force was not controlled well before, it would shatter every time it was used to use the Killer Wolf weapon. So I wanted to make the sword more solid, but the result was meaningless and I still couldn't hold on.

It is appropriate to use it to cover up your identity at this time.

"farmer?"

Wei Che frowned slightly, his eyes a little disdainful. Chen Xuejian suppressed his breath, making him feel that it was also eleven yuan.

Chen Xuejian sneered in his heart and shouted loudly: "Stop talking, the fight is on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted the heavy sword and rushed over.

"Reckless man!"

Wei Che sneered in his heart. If this kind of brute force opponent does have the courage of thousands of men in the secular world, he will be beaten in the world of cultivation.

"Just avoid its edge and..."

Wei Che made three plans in his mind to deal with the current situation, and stepped out, ready to avoid it lightly.

But after getting closer, Chen Xuejian suddenly accelerated, making him unable to react at all, and he saw that the other party had arrived.

"Damn!"

Wei Che cursed in his heart and could only raise his sword to greet him.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Wei Che felt like he had become a rootless fallen leaf, blown by the strong wind, and then he felt like he was hit by a big truck and flew out of the ring.

"puff!"

Wei Che spit out a mouthful of blood and circulates his true energy. He found that the injury was not serious, but now he had already flown out of the ring, which means...

"Gathlon No. 51, win No. 96!"

With a verdict, the outcome has been decided.

Chen Xuejian smiled at Wei Che, carried the sword and got off the ring.

Because it ended too quickly, it took a long time to reach the second round.

I heard You Xiaozhi know that the formation in the square is magical. With modern screening technology, the audience can choose the sessions they want to watch with a communication chip.

"But there are no audiences there!"

You Xiaozhi smiled and said, "I looked at it and there were only three people. It was probably me, the referee, and the one who recorded the video!"

"Just!"

Chen Xuejian didn't care at all: "It's better if no one pays attention!"

"That's right, but..."

You Xiaozhi said with some concern: "The opponent is very strong, Ding Ruxiu and Meng Wenhua are all casually knocked down, at the level of a grandmaster!"

"Meng Wenhua?"

Chen Xuejian was a little surprised: "He is still there?"

This guy is at the level of a master, so it is definitely okay to get out, but he still dares to stay and is very brave.

"Why isn't he here?"

You Xiaozhi was puzzled: "He came here to discourage Ding Ruxiu's face, so how could he leave!"

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Xuejian could not explain, but just agreed.

After waiting for a long time, the second round finally began.

This time I am a relatively old sword cultivator, with a bit of mottled hair, twelve Yuantian.

It is impossible not to say that with the forces Chen Xuejian has come into contact with, the most meaningless world in the world of cultivation is the strongest, and master-level monks can be seen everywhere.

No wonder, under controllable circumstances, the government has never wanted to interfere in too much in the world. Once they have given them too much control over the power of speaking, it is indeed difficult to imagine the consequences.

The other party stood still and bowed: "I have met fellow Taoist at Xiayufeng Mountain!"

Chen Xuejian also bowed and bowed: "I'm here..."

As soon as he said that, he suddenly frowned and turned his back to his sword.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a sword hit the figure behind.

This Li Hu is much more sinister than the one Wei Che in front of him. He actually wants to attack him while he is giving a salute.

I used a substitute method and made a fantasy in front, but I used a trick to get around the back.

Supernatural powers, techniques, speed... This old guy is top-notch in the same realm.

In the past, similar methods were used, but they were all invincible. Unfortunately, today they were destined to be a hit.

Whether it is realm or insight, Chen Xuejian is much better than him.

This turned around and a sword seemed to exert all its strength, with great force and great momentum.

"ah!"

Li Hu felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, and he screamed and flew out.

"Why!"

Just like Wei Che, Li Hu also opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

"The No. 44th arena, the No. 96 wins!"

The ruling was made in less than a minute.

"You are so embarrassed!"

Chen Xuejian looked at him fiercely, then carried the heavy sword and swayed down.

Waiting for a long time, the third round, and the fourth round.

Chen Xuejian won the four competitions a day in the same way.

Although he tried to keep a low profile, after four games, his on-demand volume increased significantly.
Chapter completed!