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Of course, it is not only the Qianwang Mansion that has foresight, but also the major princes, family lords, and generals have all sent trustworthy people over, and they all want to get a piece of the pie at this grand event, recruit some masters, and improve the strength of their own forces.

Among these hundreds of sect powerhouses, they did not take advantage of this grand event to show their strength and sell the skills they have learned to these family lords.

There are countless people practicing martial arts in the empire, but there are very few who have really stepped into the realm of the top level of martial arts.

When most people cultivate to a certain height, they naturally want to enjoy glory and wealth, as well as all kinds of privileges.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, the world is bustling for profit, there is no real pure heart and few desires in the world, everyone will have desires, that is the driving force behind the continuous progress of society.

In the past two days, the coldness of the weather has become more and more obvious, but on the contrary, the atmosphere in the mountains and rivers valley is almost a little bursting, and people carrying weapons can be seen everywhere.

It was lively and crowded, and the thousands of benches around the ring area were already full, and tens of thousands of people were discussing the upcoming martial arts conference.

Although most of them are ordinary people, and they don't know much about martial arts, this does not prevent them from rising emotions, and mortals are full of envy for the masters of the rivers and lakes.

How many people's dreams are to fly the eaves and walk the wall and cross the river with a reed, but unfortunately, it is not a great master who can do this to a certain level, how can ordinary people have such an opportunity to see.

Fortunately, it is different now, the first martial arts event of the Great Qian Dynasty is about to begin, and there are masters of the rivers and lakes everywhere, in case of good luck, maybe the children of the common people can also worship a good master.

There are not many people who have this kind of thought, and the rulers of countless wealthy families lead dozens of domestic slaves and carry chests full of gold dragon coins.

As long as you meet a high-grade martial arts master, you will always let your children use money to open the way, and try to see if there is a chance to worship the disciple and learn advanced martial arts.

Not to mention, under the money offensive of these local tyrants and landlords, the eyes of those sixth- and seventh-grade martial arts masters turned green, and many people directly accepted a lot of money and simply carried out a apprenticeship.

Knock knock!

As soon as the earth time arrived, the heavy gongs and drums sounded, and on the main ring in the center, which was ten zhang long and ten zhang wide, the master of ceremonies solemnly announced the beginning of the first martial arts event of the empire.

In an instant, the tsunami-like cheers sounded, and there was applause everywhere, and the big people who were high up on weekdays were flushed, and it was difficult to suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Hundreds of sects were waiting in the open space outside the martial arts arena, feeling the high atmosphere at the beginning of the conference, and those martial arts masters who cultivated martial arts and cultivated their bodies on weekdays were also full of blood and blood, and their hearts were also shocked by this fanaticism.

Compared with the martial artists of ordinary sects, they can only stand under the sun, and those family lords and famous families have their own exclusive high seats, which is a privilege brought by strength and power, and no one will be stupid to question it.

Emperor Yunxiao was sitting in the middle of more than a dozen high-ranking officials and dignitaries, wearing a purple and gold royal robe, which caused many girls to blush and peep.

Next, I would like to invite His Royal Highness King Xiaojun to unveil this martial arts event and deliver a speech on behalf of the imperial court. The master of ceremonies invited Emperor Yunxiao to come to the stage at the last moment.

The appearance of a county king in a small place on the border is indeed a new thing for the vast majority of people on the rivers and lakes, especially since this county king is also the son of the first king in the world.

Countless eyes were focused on Emperor Yunxiao, the fifteen-year-old prince, and those grandmasters and kings of the Supreme Ten Sects looked at this prince with infinite imperial honor with interest, thinking about something in their hearts.

"This king is in the sky, and this time he was entrusted by the imperial court to hold the first imperial martial arts meeting. Gossip, the king doesn't say much, I just hope that the empire's martial arts will prosper and be passed down for generations. I also hope that you will do your best in this big competition, and the lifeblood of the empire is in your hands!"

Brush!

The crowd was a little surprised, this little prince was not very old, but the royal majesty between the words was quite strong, and the majestic imperial road atmosphere could be vaguely perceived.

Compared with the big sects on the rivers and lakes, those family gates are the spiritual heads of Emperor Yunxiao, after all, the weakness of this little prince's body is not a secret thing, but now it looks like it is quite inconsistent.

As the son of Prince Qian's mansion, why did he suddenly appear in the frontier, coincidentally caught up with the invasion of the gray barbarians, and even led a large army to defeat the barbarians and capture a lot of barbarian nobles.

This time, Prince Qian put the location of the first martial arts competition in Qingtan County, what is the purpose behind this?

Di Yunxiao's speech was very brief, and after the vigorous and powerful words, the curtain on the plaque was directly unveiled, revealing several big words of 'the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association'.

A lot of calligraphy who were invited to look at these big characters, are all applauding, although there are few words, but the words between the lines revealed the domineering, people are surging.

When the Grandmaster Kings sitting on the high platform saw the font on this plaque, many of them suddenly tightened their hands and grabbed the handle on the wooden chair.

Among them, the master of empty love and the sword demon Dugu Xuanfeng were the most surprised, and the two of them looked at each other, revealing a strong sense of jealousy.

As masters at the pinnacle of martial arts, they are able to instill their inner strength and temperament into certain objects

These same big words seem ordinary, but they are full of murder and domineering.

Even if they were far apart, the two invincible grandmaster-level bigwigs could sense that kind of domineering momentum and domineering coercion.

Just a few words made them smell a kind of pressure, and there was only one type of person who could make them feel dangerous as peerless masters.

Invincible Grand Master!

That invincible Prince Qian, Huangfu Wuwang, who was invincible in his youth, really stepped into the level of an invincible grand master in more than ten years, and walked side by side with them.

The forty-year-old Invincible Grand Master, compared to the two of them, one in his nineties and the other in his fifty-eight, how young and with extraordinary potential.

Before the martial arts competition began, a heavy pressure had already quietly formed among those top factions.

In a short period of half a pillar of incense, the opening of the martial arts event ended, and Emperor Yunxiao announced the start of the big competition, and in an instant, there were adjudicators who asked the representatives of those sects to draw lots and arrange the next martial arts competition.

There are more than 300 sects in this big competition, one round every two hours, two sects in each ring, and the outermost fifty rings can accommodate hundreds of sects at the same time.

There are more than 300 sects, and six or seven hours is enough to complete all the competitions, and the next day will be screened out to enter the list of sects that will enter the next round of martial arts.

With the roaring sound of bells and drums, there were already martial artists in the dozens of rings who were already fighting against the sect, and their eyes were vaguely revealing the heat.

Just now, King Xiaojun suddenly asked the master of ceremonies to add a reward, and the sect that entered the second round could get a thousand gold dragon coins, which were added one by one until the final round.

One thousand gold dragon coins doesn't seem to be much, but if you want to decide the top ten gates, at least after six rounds, six thousand gold dragon coins are enough for a month for the average large sect of hundreds of people.

As the master of ceremonies struck the big gong hard, Dabi began, and the powerhouses of the sect in the ring all looked at their opponents with evil faces.

Hundreds of sects fought at the same time, and the scene was enough to make the people who had never seen a master compete stunned, and then cheered, and many flower girls screamed excitedly, and applauded.

The eyes of the envoys of the family gate lords wandered in the various rings, looking for the sect that was not weak, to see if they could tie up their own warship.

Emperor Yunxiao's starry eyes dotted, and after the speech on behalf of the imperial court, he shrank behind the tent on the high platform, and looked at the sects that were fighting through the gap in the curtain.

For him, the ranking of these participating sects has generally been estimated, and it is unlikely that the original Supreme Ten Sects will be defeated, and their heritage is far from being comparable to ordinary super-first-class sects.

After all, there are ten supreme sects, and each sect has even pulled out a grandmaster-level king, although those super-first-class sects have a profound background, but in terms of the highest-end super combat power, they are lacking a few points after all.

There was a commotion, and Emperor Yunxiao squinted his eyes and looked towards the eighteenth ring, where there was a competition between the powerhouse of the Red Flame Tower, one of the supreme ten gates, and the powerhouse of the seventh-rank peak.

A powerhouse at the peak of the seventh grade, placed in a frontier like Qingtan County, is already quite a great master.

However, this martial arts event, there are too many powerhouses in the world, and even there are nine overlord-level sects, and the cultivation of the seven grades is completely insufficient.

Qi Hannai is a well-known master of loose cultivation in Qingtan County, who has been cultivating iron sand palms for thirty years, and once broke the tiger's bones with one palm when fighting with a tiger in the mountains, leaving a lot of rumors.

As soon as he came on the field, it attracted the attention of many people, but an old man in a gray robe in the Red Flame Building just flicked his sleeves, and a fierce wind swept directly over this seven-rank master.

Smack!

A slight popping sound was inconspicuous in this noisy venue, but for the master, it was enough to attract attention.

Qi Han's Adam's apple shook, sweat dripping down his neck, and under his feet, a thumb-sized hole appeared in the hard marble-paved floor.

The inner strength is transformed into shape, and the strength is out of the body!

This is the sign of a typical super-first-class master, in other words, this ordinary old man turned out to be a terrifying super-first-class nine-rank master.

"Lord Qi Han, Iron Sand Palm, come on, show your majesty, let us see the demeanor of the tiger hero. ”

A rich disciple was holding a paper fan, sweating profusely and shouting in the audience, eager to fight in place of Qi Han, and his spirit was like a star-chasing clan in the ancient world of China.

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