At this time, the city lord who hosted the championship had already changed, but no one paid attention to these details.

I saw an extremely thick, vigorous and powerful voice from the middle-aged man, making everyone in the huge venue clearly hear it!

Liu Piaoyun already knew the rules of this. Taking this opportunity, he began to close his eyes and rest and no longer think about other things!

But at this moment, he suddenly sensed two extremely unkind gazes, and there was a slight murderous intent on him, falling on him!

Opening his eyes, Liu Piaoyun looked along the two gazes.

I saw that Mu Jiaoyang looked at him hideously on the seat belonging to the northern continent!

There was another one, who was also from the northern continent, but this person dressed very strangely. He also looked at him viciously, and then turned around!

Liu Piaoyun thought to herself that he didn't seem to know this person, why did the other party have such hatred eyes!

Liu Piaoyun didn't want to pay attention to such a provocation, nor did she want to spend all her brains to guess.

Since you come, you will be at ease. No matter who you are, as long as someone has bad intentions towards you, he will never return!

Seeing that Liu Piaoyun didn't take him seriously, Mu Jiaoyang was so angry that he trembled all over and gritted his teeth and murmured: "Hmph, damn boy, let you be proud for a while. At that time, I will make you pay the price!"

Not long after, a deacon came to the city lord's mansion, and everyone distributed a wooden sign.

On the back of the wooden sign, there is a number engraved. Obviously, this should be the number corresponding to the ring!

Fatty Zhou looked at the number of people on his side, then the number of other continents, shook his head, and said with some complaints: "Oh, there are all twenty people, one ring each, and we only have ten people, and the elimination rate is obviously higher than that of them. It's so fucking unfair!"

Ghost Hand said confidently: "What's there? I can beat the three of them by myself. No matter how many people there are, it's useless. Only when the fists are hard is the truth!"

"That's right, when will strength determine everything!"

Liu Piaoyun agrees with the words of Ghost Hand very much.

Although this is a bit vulgar, as a warrior, you must have firm beliefs and you cannot lose your fighting spirit before the competition starts!

Mu Jiaoyang looked at the wooden number in his hand, frowned, and looked coldly at the Eastern Continent.

The venue was secretly pondered.

"No matter who you are the same opponent as me, I will make you unable to admit defeat!"

The corresponding battle platform of Liu Piaoyun was in the northwest direction of the field. At this moment, a referee had already walked up!

The referee was an old man. From his senses, this person had a deep cultivation and a long aura. With Liu Piaoyun's current realm, he could obviously not see through it!

It is estimated that at least you must have the cultivation level of the middle-level Wushu Sect. In this state, you can definitely easily control the scene of the Battle of the World!

Twenty arenas, that is, twenty mid-level martial sects. With such strength, the foundation of this Bai Zhan City is probably much stronger than that of some high-level sects in the Eastern Continent!

At least, in his understanding, the Immortal Sword Sect is not as good as that!

The exciting competition began soon, and Liu Piaoyun corresponded to the No. 5 ring.

At this moment, with the referee's name, two players jumped up impatiently!

You can tell from the weapons you hold that one of these two people is a swordsman and the other is a swordsman, and they are both at the level of level 6 martial arts.

Being able to stand out from the layers of selected geniuses in the entire continent, the strength of these two people is obviously not what they see on the surface, and they must have something extraordinary!

After a simple salute, the two then fought together.

The sound of collisions kept ringing, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they still felt very exciting and not bored!

Of course, in the eyes of many geniuses, it must seem boring.

Some people are born with a sense of arrogance. They are inferior to themselves when they see anyone. They rarely look like Liu Piaoyun, carefully looking at the essence of the two, learning from experience, and finding shortcomings!

After hundreds of moves, the warrior who used the sword took off his opponent's long sword with one sword and placed it next to the opponent's neck!

"I admit defeat!"

"The winner has been decided, the number one player wins, and you will get two points!"

As the swordsman took the initiative to admit defeat, the referee of the No. 5 ring shouted calmly at the result!

Afterwards, the No. 3 and No. 4 players immediately went on the ring!

The two people who came on stage this time were one of the No. 3 who was about to advance to level seven martial arts. Judging from the breath, this person's realm was extremely solid.

But the other one seems to be number 4, who has just been promoted to level 6 martial arts, and his realm is a bit floating!

The gap in cultivation is so big that this game seems to be unsuspecting.

Ten rounds later, the No. 3 player easily defeated No. 4!

"In the next game, No. 5 Mu Jiaoyang vs. No. 6 Cui Baoshan!"

Liu Piaoyun was quite surprised. He didn't expect that Mu Jiaoyang, who had murderous intentions toward him, would be assigned to this arena.

His lips raised slightly and said to himself: "This time is interesting. It's good if you don't mess with me. If you are having sex with me, then I don't mind killing you directly!"

Mu Jiaoyang sneered, jumped up, and flew directly towards the competition platform.

The referee raised his palm and pointed it lightly, and a gap immediately opened up in the barrier, causing him to fall down!

Cui Baoshan frowned, then showed a firm expression, bowed and said, "Cui Baoshan, the southern fist sect of the Western Continent, please give me advice!"

Mu Jiaoyang replied disdainfully: "You really have the courage to compete with me. You are just defeated. You still want to resist stubbornly. Don't talk nonsense, so take me first!"

"Dragon Flame Palm!!"

Suddenly, Mu Jiaoyang's right hand pushed forward suddenly, and the aura with fire attributes in the air suddenly boiled, and thousands of flame palms appeared out of thin air.

Then it quickly turned into a giant flame palm and pressed down hard towards Cui Baoshan!

This palm is like a substance, with amazing power and powerful energy, and is very extraordinary!

When Liu Piaoyun saw this scene, she murmured: "This arrogant guy has made progress again, but he is still too impatient to take action and can't get on the table at all!"

In Luo Changhui's courtyard, Mu Jiaoyang's palm and punch took a while to use it.

But now, he can condense so quickly. It is conceivable that during this period, Mu Jiaoyang has obviously worked hard!

Although Cui Baoshan was defeated by the other party, he did not believe that after so long of unremitting efforts, he would lose again this time.

Thinking of this, he put his hands together, condensed into a spiritual shield, and turned his full strength into a defensive posture!

"Bang bang!!"

As the heat waves rolled, Mars shot everywhere, and this attack caused Cui Baoshan to retreat hundreds of steps.

"Look at how many palms you can block me, hum!"

Mu Jiaoyang shouted loudly, and the huge flame palm pressed over again like a mountain, and blew down one palm after another!

At this moment, Cui Baoshan's face was pale. After insisting on five palms, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, which was obviously a lot of injuries!
Chapter completed!