Updated: 2012-07-14

Chapter 93: One

All the disciples below were full of excitement after listening to the middle-aged man on the highest stage. Last year, only the first place was issued with the Creation Pill. I didn’t expect that the top ten of the year had the Creation Pill, and the champion could be rewarded with ten. Last year’s champion Qian Kun only had one Creation Pill. No other disciples had won the Yuanling Pill, and the Yuanling Pill championship was one million more than last year. Why is the reward this year so generous? It seems that Danxuan Sect has invested a lot of money. Even disciples in the Zhenwu realm may not be able to obtain the Creation Pill.

The disciples on the stage were talking about it, and some of them began to get ready to go. These rewards were enough for these people to be crazy, of course, including Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan was not so excited, but they heard that this Creation Pill is indeed a good thing, and they had to find a way to get one. With his current strength, he is not a big problem and can threaten his almost three or four people. Chen Xuan doesn't care about martial arts skills.

Now I have already had the Seven Killing Sword comparable to the Heavenly Level, and I have only learned the third move yet. There are still four moves I haven't learned yet. Besides, there are also killer weapons, Star Explosion, and none of them are worse than Tianlevel, but it's good to get more Yuan Ling Pills. Every time I break through, I will need a large amount of Yuan Ling Pills. I can leave my martial arts for the family. I am also preparing to give some Yuan Ling Pills to the family. At that time, the strength of my family will be improved, and I will be more at ease outside in the future, Chen Xuan thought;

The middle-aged man on the high platform glanced at the performance of all the disciples, paused, and spoke again;

"Now I will issue you the number for participating in this competition. No one can only get one. Each token has a number. This number corresponds to yourself. The second round will be issued again until the end of the game,"

After saying that, more than two thousand small tokens flew out of the middle-aged man's hand and flew towards all the disciples. Each piece was controlled extremely accurately, just as this token flew to each disciple's hand independently. Chen Xuan also saw a token flying to his side. Chen Xuan reached out and took it down. What kind of control does this have to be distributed in such an accurate and inaccurate way. Even if he uses the power of his soul with all his strength, his soul is already strong enough, but when compared in front of him, it was like a strong man comparing strength with a child, and he could not compare at all. Chen Xuan looked at his token number, five hundred, an integer, and then my opponent was one thousand. In just a few breaths, all the disciples received a token in their hands;

Just when all the disciples received the token number, a light rose up in the hundreds of rings in the middle of the square, shining the ring in the light curtain, maybe to protect the venue from being damaged. There is a supervisory referee on the side of each ring, responsible for recording the participants' records;

| "Okay, now the competition starts. No. 1 and No. 2,400 to the ring No. 1, No. 2 and No. 2,399 to the ring No. 2,"……………………………The men on the platform quickly reported numbers one by one, and the disciples who called the platform were all in one after another.

Floating down from the platform, he walked over to his own ring. Chen Xuan did not have a round of rounds. There were 100 games in each round. Chen Xuan probably had to wait until the fifth round. Every disciple walked to the ring and handed the token to the supervisor and took it back as the next number selection;

After a dozen breaths, two people stood on the 100-seater rings, and some of them had even started to fight. This time, the disciples who went down to participate had no highlights. They were all the strength of the late stage of the Lingwu. The various spiritual weapons flew up and down on each ring. Some disciples were defeated without even a few rounds, and some were difficult to solve and difficult to separate in Zhongbo. But it doesn't matter. The competition also has time regulations, which is set to half an hour. If the winner cannot be decided, the remaining side with the strongest spiritual power will win in the end. This is also for fairness.

Chen Xuan felt that the battle below was nothing, so he wanted to watch a group of children fighting. His current strength has exceeded the Lingwu realm too much. When he saw some late-stage competitions in Lingwu, the whole venue was full of flaws. Only higher-level ones were attractive to Chen Xuan. In such a battle, Chen Xuan could absorb a lot of experience. It seemed that the host deliberately put the late-stage Lingwu together. This time there was no strong player, let alone the senior brother of Feng, which might have been arranged on purpose;

The first round of the game ended quickly, the winning side returned to their platform again, while the defeated side had to be eliminated, which means that at least ordinary disciples would be eliminated today. The second round of the game began soon, and this time Lianshanfeng selected four disciples to go down to the competition;

"Master Shi Sect, you have produced many good disciples in Danxuan Sect this year. Which of these will have a bright future in the future," a man sitting on the highest stage said to a man in his thirties;

"Brother Huang can see which disciple is better this year? I wonder what predictions Brother Huang has for this competition. Who will win the championship in the end?" said Shi Zhongshan, the leader of Danxuan Sect;

"I'm still optimistic about Qian Kun. I think his current strength is close to the Zhenwu realm. By then, your Danxuan Sect will have another core disciple, Huang Liangdao, the lord of Huangcheng City;

The sect leader of Danxuan Sect smiled mysteriously and did not answer;

The second round of the game was much more intense than the first round. Several disciples were finally carried out, covered in injuries. Several disciples who won also had lottery tickets all over their bodies. It seemed that they were also a severance victory. The second round also ended quickly;

I knew that the disciple of Zhenwu, who only appeared in the third round, this time, was not the eldest brother of Yifeng, but his strength was also extraordinary.

Chen Xuan was also paying attention to the game below. The tenth arena attracted Chen Xuan's gaze. The two of them were fighting, one holding a long sword with a wave of sword intent on his body, and the one on the opposite side also held a long sword in his left hand, but the entire scabbard was very thin, and it should be a soft sword. When they opened, both were masters using swords. Chen Xuan was also attracted by the sword intent emitted by the two people, not only attracted Chen Xuan's gaze, but most of the eyes were looking at the two people's rings;

"Isn't that Deng Chao's left-hand sword? It seems that there is a fast sword Sheng Gang on the opposite side? Why did they fight together? Deng Chao's left-hand sword is like a ghost, erratic, and it is irresistible to understand the trajectory of his sword. Sheng Gang is famous for his fast sword. He heard that his sword is incredibly fast. He once killed one person. Before the other party saw him breaking his sword, his head had already flew. He didn't know how Sheng Gang's sword was pulled out until he died. "The two people on the field had a strong fighting spirit in their eyes;

Deng Chao slowly drew out the sword with his left hand, thin and long, pointing the long sword to the sky, "Today let's tell which sword is faster, I know you have obtained the adventure and obtained this fast sword technique, and my ghost sword is also mainly fast, today we will be one point." Deng Chao drew out the long sword path;

"I also wanted to fight you very early. Your ghost sword was obtained by the adventure. Apart from the elder brothers of each peak, you are the only one who deserves me to play the sword," said Sheng Gang on the opposite side;

"Draw your sword," Deng Chao said;

"I will draw the sword when it's time to draw it," let's take action;

"Then I'm not polite," Deng Chao's long sword disappeared like a ghost, and even the figure disappeared, as if dissolved in the air;

"Although your Netherworld Sword Technique can hide your body, the aura on your body is still there, and your strength cannot be silent,"

There was no idea when a long sword appeared in Sheng Gang's hand, stabbing to his left, and a metal crossing sound appeared, and Deng Chao showed his figure from the air;

"Yes, I didn't expect the shadow you discovered so soon," Deng Chao came from the middle of the air;

"It's a pity that this ghost sword technique is too low and you can't exert the true essence of ghosts. Let you taste my fast-word sword,"

After saying that, Sheng Gang's long sword turned into a long rainbow, and quickly reached Deng Chao's chest with lightning speed. Fast, the word "fast" can't be described. In half a breath, the long sword reached Deng Chao's chest. Chen Xuan was also attracted by this sword on the high platform. His wind-slaying skills were fast. Unexpectedly, Sheng Gang's fast sword was also so fast. At this moment, Deng Chao's ghost sword on the opposite side turned into a ghost talisman. The fierce collision sound made both of them retreat more than ten steps, but this time, Deng Chao suffered a loss. Deng Chao retreated more than twenty steps before he stood firm;
Chapter completed!