"For the sake of the Triumphal Sect, I'm proud of you?"

The old man's voice was cold.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the street.

"Look at it, so many geniuses come from major forces. If they break the rules of Shouyang City, should I also be proud of myself?"

"If this continues, where is the majesty of the rules of Shouyang City?"

"It's useless, it's completely messed up!"

He looked at Yu Yanran and Feng Jiuming with cold eyes, "I don't care which sect you are. If you break the rules of Shouyang City, you will be punished!"

Feng Jiuming and Yu Yanran looked embarrassed, but there was no way. I guess this punishment would be inevitable.

Long Qingchen thought to himself that this old man looked selfless and did not give any face to the Triumphal Sect at all. In fact, it was just that the Triumphal Sect was not powerful enough...

If the Triumph Sect is stronger than the Feixing Sect, will this old man dare to punish Feng Jiuming and Yu Yanran?

If the old man wants to punish him, he will take Zu Longlin out... Does this old man dare?

Therefore, the regulations of Shouyang City are only aimed at the "weak" and have no use for the strong...

The only truth is that the strong are respected!

Xie Meizhuang looked at him with beautiful eyes, as if she guessed what he was thinking, and a smile couldn't help but rise on her beautiful face.

Feng Jiuming asked, "What punishment should we receive?"

Yu Yanran hurriedly said, "I used the move first. My senior brother just to help me. It has nothing to do with him. I will do things one by one."

"Since I've taken action, it's about me."

Feng Jiuming looked at the old man seriously, "I hope I can share some punishment for my junior sister."

Yu Yanran's beautiful eyes turned red, "Senior Brother, why are you doing this?"

"What a love for a man."

Xie Meizhuang suddenly sighed.

What does this mean?

Long Qingchen couldn't help but glance at Xie Meizhuang, telling him that Yu Yanran and Feng Jiuming have a good relationship and he has no chance. Don't let Yu Yanran have any ideas?

"According to the regulations of Shouyang City, if a force is used in the city, if it causes huge losses and hurts innocent people, it should be beheaded and displayed in public!"

"If there is no huge loss caused and no innocent people are injured, the losses should be compensated and expelled from Shouyang City, and you will never step into Shouyang City!"

The old man said loudly. Obviously, in order to use this matter to let everyone know the punishment for using force in Shouyang City, "You destroyed the entire street and caused huge losses, but they did not hurt the innocent. They should follow the second punishment."

When Feng Jiuming and Yu Yanran heard this punishment, they both breathed a sigh of relief. They were still within the scope of acceptance. At most, they would not participate in the martial arts competition.

The old man glanced at the two of them, "Considering that you are recommended by the Triumphal Sect to participate in the martial arts competition, if you are expelled from Shouyang City now, you will not be able to participate in the martial arts competition. It will inevitably make people think that our Feixing Sect takes the opportunity to suppress your opponents, so wait for the martial arts competition before expelling you."

"Flying Star Sect is really confident in its disciples. She has the opportunity to reduce two powerful opponents, but she has not done so."

"The Feixing Sect has won so many championships in a row, how can you not be confident?"...

The casual cultivators and some geniuses who walked into the martial arts are watching the fun start to talk.

"Thank you, commander."...

Feng Jiuming and Yu Yanran looked at each other and thanked him quickly. This punishment was considered fair.

"There is no need to thank me, I know how to do things impartially."

The old man said coldly, "You must compensate for the destroyed streets. I will send someone to count the total losses."

Feng Jiuming said, "It should be like this."

The old man didn't say anything more, waved his hand and hurried away with hundreds of black armored guards.

"After the martial arts competition, I was expelled from Shouyang City and would never step into it. I also had to compensate the entire street for losses, which was a huge loss."

Of course, Long Qingchen had to take the opportunity to mock Yu Yanran and Feng Jiuming.

Yu Yanran gritted her teeth tightly, glared at him with beautiful eyes, but did not dare to take action anymore.

"She looks so fierce."

The boy stretched out his face and said, "Come and hit me, hit me."

Feng Jiuming frowned, "Junior sister, don't be as knowledgeable as these fools."

Yu Yanran took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and stared at Long Qingchen with murderous intent, "I can't move you under the ring. Later, I'll go to the ring and look good with you!"

"Yeah?"

Long Qingchen disagreed.

If you can't do it, both sides can only mock each other.

Whoosh!......

After waiting for about half an hour, an old man in a robe came from the direction of the Holy Land of the Flying Star Sect, stepping on a flying sword.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived above the martial arts arena, floating in the air, and announced loudly, "The finalists are officially started!"

"I'll just talk about the rules of the finalists."

"Article 1: Weapons, armors, seal scrolls, taboo secret techniques, mounts, etc. that exceed their own cultivation level are not allowed."

"Article 2: Every defender wins ten consecutive games to be promoted to the main competition of the martial arts competition. If one failure occurs, he will be eliminated."

"Article 3: Death, leaving the ring, falling to the ground for three breaths, will all be judged as failure."

"Article 4: Each duel shall take no more than half an hour. If more than half an hour, both sides will be eliminated."

"Article 4: There is no draw in the finalists and martial arts competitions, only wins and losses, or both of them fail. Assuming that both sides are seriously injured and cannot afford to fall, both sides will be eliminated."

"Article 5: All shortlisted competitions are voluntarily registered. On the ring, you are self-conceited and have nothing to do with the Feixing Sect. If you seek revenge later, you will not be involved in the Feixing Sect."

"You should have known these rules in advance, so I won't explain them in detail. In fact, the rules of the game are similar."

The old man with long robe pointed to one of the arenas in the martial arts field, took out a roster, opened the first page, and directly called, "The first defender, Jia Bingyun."

"exist!"

A young woman holding a long sword responded, jumped onto the ring, then took out the token, showed it, and proved that she was Jia Bingyun.

The old man in the robe looked at the casual cultivators, "Whoever wants to challenge me, just go."

The casual cultivators did not move and looked at each other. Obviously, they wanted to wait for others to come first, try what kind of strength Jia Bingyun's before making a decision...

“No one challenged me?”

The old man in the robe flipped his hand and took out a sandalwood, ignited it with real fire, threw it into the incense burner and inserted it in it, "When the incense is burned, if no one has challenged it yet, then Jia Bingyun will pass the finalist and be promoted to the main competition of the martial arts competition. You must know that there are only 300 places to pass the finalist, and if others take one, one will be missing. Don't think of staying behind to get a bargain. It's not such a good thing."
Chapter completed!