Chapter 785: Dabi Begins, Holy Sword Witch Horse
On the Tianchen Continent, the four first-class sects of the Fighting Soul Sect, the Mingjing Sect, the Xuantian Sect, and the Zixia Sect, as well as the major forces, are actually in a relationship of mutual checks and balances and mutual containment, and it is impossible to stand alone.
That's why they will adopt this method and decide the qualifications to enter the secret realm.
In addition to the first-class sects, other forces and small sects will also compete, but they are not above this big competition.
Lu Jiuque stood in the middle of the disciple formation in the center of the arena, looking at Zuo Lengyang's impatient cold face from afar, and finally felt comfortable.
Punish them for standing for a night, and you have to feel that you can't help yourself, Lord Zuofeng.
Zuo Lengyang and his people hate troublesome things very much, and they refuse to socialize and socialize all of them, but now, who told him to pressure them to come to Dabi? Hey, you deserve it!
“…… The above are all the rules of Dabi, have the disciples of the four sects ever known? ”
After the chief judge read out the rules of the game, everyone's hearts were already ready to move.
Each of the four major sects in this big competition sent ten people, and the items to be tested were martial arts, star soul skills, alchemy, refining weapons and team competitions.
The first place in martial arts, star soul skills, alchemy, and refining weapons can get twenty points, the second place gets fifteen points, the third place gets ten points, and the fourth place gets five points.
In the team competition, the first place won 40 points, the second place won 30 points, the third place won 20 points, and the fourth place won 10 points.
At the end of the competition, the total score is calculated to determine the ranking.
In addition to the team competition, two disciples are each sent for martial arts, star soul skills, alchemy, and refining, and one disciple can only participate in a maximum of two events, except for those who participate as assistants.
The first place in Dabi can have forty places to enter the secret realm, the second place in Dabi has thirty places, the third place has twenty places, and the last place only has ten places.
At the same time, the order of entering the secret realm is also the same as the result of the competition.
The gap is so big, how can the disciples not do their best?
You know, sometimes it's just a fraction of a millimeter, or a thousand miles away, and the secret treasure that has been obtained by someone first, can it grow a second one?
"Understood!"
The disciples raised their voices one after another, and their faces were full of unyielding fighting spirit.
"Let's start the first competition, martial arts competition! The hall master of the Holy Sword Hall of the Four Realms City is invited to be the adjudicator. ”
The Holy Sword Hall, the guardian of the Four Realms City.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Four Realms City is the essence of the Tianchen Continent, and the Holy Sword Hall is equivalent to the peak of the combat power of the entire Four Realms City.
The Holy Sword Hall Master Wu Ma Jian is a legend within a legend.
Wu Ma Jian himself is not a star soul master, and he can't feel the star soul power, but with a super high swordsmanship close to the unity of heaven and man, he overwhelms the crowd and stands on top of it, so that everyone can only look at it and cannot touch it.
In this martial arts competition, Wu Ma Jian was invited as the referee, which is really a big deal!
Everyone sighed, excited, and looked forward to it, all of them were in this legendary hero.
After the judge's voice fell, a man in an inky cloak stood up.
Lu Jiuque didn't know the reason for the commotion, but even Luo Yishan, who was resentful, showed a respectful look, which made her curious.
When he raised his eyes, he only saw a tall and straight figure, his face was completely hidden in the cloak, only the silver-white holy sword at his waist, cold and dazzling.
Wu Ma Jian spoke, and his voice was not hurried or slow, as if it was quenched with ice.
"Ready to start playing."
"Yes!"
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