All the participants at the competition site waited quietly until nine o'clock in the morning, and everyone heard the voice coming from the center of the ring, and everyone listened: "Today's day is the day when I send foreign disciples to compete every year, as for who I am, you don't need to know, and there is no need to know, if there is fate, we will meet and meet, I am just the chief host of this competition location, there are a total of thirteen hosts, and now, I announce, the big competition has officially begun." Then, the participants of the first round began to fly to their own competition ring, and began to compete with each other to see who was stronger and who was weaker in their cultivation results. Qingyunmen stipulates that every outer disciple who comes to participate in the annual competition of the outer gate has ten opportunities to compete, and when it is their turn, they will go to the ring to compete.

Fang Fang mainly pays attention to his own level of competition, and does not pay much attention to the competition in other rings.

Fang Fang seriously looked at the tense competition between the two outer disciples in the ring where he was competing, comparable to each other, no one could help anyone, they were all using remote Dao methods to compete, and the host was motionless and quietly watching the competition of the two players, without any expression on his face, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have found out that there was actually a host in the competition ring, and the host gave Fang Fang Fang such a mysterious feeling.

The two players tried it with their own Taoism, and the effect of the battle did not have any effect at all, so they tried for a few minutes, and everyone was paying attention, and the two players knew that no one was helpless against each other, no one could be stronger, and no one could beat anyone. Then, the two of them began to get closer and closer to each other, and began hand-to-hand combat, engaging in martial arts and martial arts.

The fight can be said to be at the same level, everyone is also very excited to see it, can't wait for their turn immediately, go up to the ring to fight, because the competition is ongoing, the ring opened the guardian formation, everyone can't hear the sound of the battle, just see the battle picture. Only in the competition ring can you feel the sound of battle.

The two players began to compete with the use of martial arts skills, and the competition lasted for about a minute, and the victory and defeat gradually separated, and the player with the sword was beaten back again and again by the player who used the sledgehammer, and the shock was reflected more than three meters, and the player who used the sledgehammer took advantage of the pursuit, seized the opportunity, and continued to attack, and the player with the sword was beaten very helplessly, and could only defend. However, after the battle lasted for two minutes, the sword-wielding player could not withstand the repeated hammer blows of the sword-wielding player, and gradually there was a lack of spiritual power, and the hammer-wielding player was hit by a flying hammer in the sky, falling from the sky, and a heavy hammer killed the sword-wielding player, who was still resisting, using his own long sword rungs against the hammer-wielding player. Unexpectedly, the sword-wielder still couldn't resist the hammer-wielding player's flying hammer in the sky, and the long sword was interrupted by the sledgehammer's blow, but the sword-wielder actually dodged and did not hit the sword-wielding player.

And the sword-wielding player knew that his saber was broken by the blow, and his combat effectiveness had greatly decreased, so he began to admit defeat as soon as possible.

The sword-wielding player dodged and immediately said: "Senior brother, be merciful, junior brother, I admit defeat, and wish senior brother victory." The hammer bearer also reacted immediately and replied: "I will give in to the senior brother, and the junior brother will walk slowly." The sword-wielder picked up his own broken sword, took out another longsword from the space bag, and Edgeworth flew out of the ring and back to his coordinate point.