Lu Qingfeng and Yan Peng have the meaning of seeing each other late, as the saying goes: There are fewer cups of wine for a thousand confidants. The four of them didn't know how much wine they drank, and even the waiters at the hotel were secretly talking.

But the waiter is also happy to be like this, the more you drink, the more the hotel earns, the more you get, anyway, it's around the clock, it doesn't matter if you don't leave.

All night, the four of them were drinking non-stop, and the ground next to them was already full of empty wine jars, until dawn, the two tables of people left the hotel, and the reserved rooms did not go, plus Yan Peng, a total of nine people, went directly to the ring of the rising star.

Walking along the valley, the group went around to the front of the peak where the Bixia Palace is located, at the foot of the Bixia Mountain, there is a huge square, a radius of 100 miles, and five square rings with a length and width of 100 meters are built in the middle.

The ring is 100 meters high, and when Lu Qingfeng and the others came, the ring match had not yet started, and at this time, there was no end in sight to the crowd in the square, and there were nearly 10 million people in a rough estimate.

These people came from all over the Eastern Meteor Divine Continent, there were true disciples of various super sects, young junjie of super families, and many scattered cultivators from all over the world who thought that their cultivation was extraordinary, and these people were eager to be able to fight and become famous here.

These people were silently waiting for the start of the ring match, Lu Qingfeng and his party waited in the square for a while, and then saw several figures flying from the direction of Bixia Palace, and came to a stop in the sky above the five rings.

The leader is a white-haired old man, three strands of long hair fluttering on his chest, the old man holds a whisk in his hand, only to see the dust of the old man's right hand placed on his left arm, his left hand raised, and his palm is closed.

The old man said to the countless monks below, "The ring match is about to start, and before that, there are a few things to explain. ”

There are four points that the old man said, the first point is that the monks participating in this Rising Star Ring Tournament must not be more than 30 years old, if they exceed the specified age, they will also go on stage to compete, once they are found out by the organizers, they will bear the consequences.

The second point: All the monks who enter the ring, once they start fighting, do not live or die, the old man advises the monks below that if they think they are not good, it is better not to go on the stage.

The third point: The monks who have won 100 games in a row, the East China Sea Bixia Palace will represent the Eastern Fall Temple, and issue a gold medal, and the winner can use this gold medal to participate in the Rising Star Finals held in the Middle Fall Temple twenty years later, either by himself or by going to the East Fall Temple to gather other monks to go together.

Point 4: Monks who win 100 games in a row will receive 10 million yuan crystals from the Eastfall Temple. I only heard the old man finally say: "These are the four points I am talking about, below, the ring match begins, and the specific details will be explained in detail by the referee in each ring to the monks who ascend the ring."

After the old man finished speaking, he took the lead in flying in the direction of Bixia Palace, and the others who accompanied him also followed, the figure of the old man had just disappeared, and there were already five figures flying up, flying straight to the five rings, and instantly stood on the five rings.

There are special facilities for checking age in the ring, the Dongyuan Temple and the Bixia Palace, and they are not worried that someone will pretend to be on the stage, and after the five people stand still, they clench their fists to the audience.

Among them, the person in the first ring said: "Fellow Daoists, in Xia Lu Qian, is a casual cultivator, he thinks that there is no hope of winning a hundred consecutive victories, the reason why he is the first to take the stage is to open the opening for everyone, and by the way, he has a long experience, and gets to know some heroes from all walks of life in the world, I don't know which brother is willing to take the stage and learn from Lu." ”

Hearing this self-reported family named Lu Qian, Lu Qingfeng smiled: "I didn't expect to meet a person from my own family here." ”

Lu Qian's words fell, and he saw a person also rising from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the No. 1 ring and stood opposite Lu Qian, and at the same time, the other four rings also flew up one after another.

The person who flew up from the No. 1 ring was holding a gun in his hand, and Lu Qian was holding a long sword in his hand, and the monks all knew that one inch was long and one inch strong, and one inch small and one inch clever.

However, the dexterity of the long sword in Lu Qian's hand was obviously beyond the expectations of the person who used the gun, and he couldn't touch Lu Qian even if he tried his best, and the person who used the gun was a little impatient in his heart, and this impatience would inevitably make mistakes.

Don't panic when things happen, don't be alarmed when things change, this is a must-have for any monk, and the person who uses the gun is obviously still a little worse at this point. Lu Qian seized the opportunity, and at the moment when the opponent's spear stabbed at him, he turned slightly sideways, and the long sword in his hand grazed the body of the spear and moved forward quickly, and the friction between the long sword and the spear caused a string of bright sparks to explode in the ring.

When the spark disappeared, the spear in the hand of the person who used the gun had already landed, because he would not let go, and what followed would be that his hand would be cut off by Lu Qian's long sword, and without weapons, the person with the gun quickly retreated, and at the same time, he said: "I admit defeat." ”

Hearing that the person with the gun said to admit defeat, Lu Qian did not step forward to catch up, at this time, the other four rings also divided the winners and losers one after another, some were the champions who won, some were the challengers who won, and the people with the guns flew out of the ring.

Lu Qian hugged his fists and said: "Which other Taoist friend came to the stage to give advice." Before the words fell, a person in the distance shot up, and the person who appeared on the stage this time was a black-faced man with a giant axe in his hand.

People who use axes are generally powerful and lightweight weapons, and they must not be hard to touch it, otherwise once they touch together, either the weapon will be shocked or injured.

Of course, Lu Qian understood the truth, and kept wandering around the big man with an axe, trying to find a breakthrough, but this person's big axe was wielded impermeable, and there was no flaw exposed.

The so-called no flaws are only relatively speaking, for example, when you meet a monk who has mastered the artistic conception of speed and slowness, no matter how impenetrable the giant axe wields, it is like a snail climbing, and there are flaws and loopholes everywhere.

Lu Qian's cultivation is comparable to that of the big man with the axe, if it is said that Lu Qian can find the flaws of the big man with the axe, it is indeed a little difficult, the big man with the axe is still in full defense, and Lu Qian is still rotating around him.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, the big man with the axe suddenly raised the giant axe in his hand and slashed at Lu Qian, Lu Qian didn't expect that the other party would suddenly give up the defense, and it was too late to dodge, so he could only parry with the long sword in his hand.

The result was self-evident, just listening to a whoosh, the long sword in Lu Qian's hand was smashed away in an instant, and before Lu Qian could come back to his senses, the giant axe made another spin in the blink of an eye, heading straight for Lu Qian's waist.

The giant axe came with the sound of the wind, sweeping through Lu Qian's waist like lightning, poor Lu Qian, only won one game, he was directly beheaded by the big man with the axe, and the dead body was split in two and fell in the ring.

A disciple of Bixia Palace came up, carried the body away, cleaned up the ring, and next, he used a giant axe to call out the battle in the ring. Seven monks climbed to the No. 1 ring and competed with the big man with a giant axe, and all seven of them were either killed or injured.

The Rising Star Ring has a clear rule that each person can win a maximum of ten consecutive games per day, and after ten games, they must step down and then prepare for the second ten consecutive wins of the next day. Dahan defeated eight people in a row, and there were still two people who had to step down, Dahan's face was a little complacent at this time, and he became a little arrogant when he spoke.

Lu Qingfeng was a little unaccustomed to the face of the big man with the axe, and he didn't discuss it with Situ and them, so he flew directly to the No. 1 ring, the giant axe in the hand of the big man with the axe is a low-grade magic weapon, and the blood-drinking sword in Lu Qingfeng's hand is the best magic weapon, and he can't complain about others when he meets Lu Qingfeng, he only blames him for speaking openly, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is when he wins a few games.

The big man raised the giant axe in his hand and slashed at Lu Qingfeng's head, Lu Qingfeng used the Nine Palace Steps to dodge sideways, and at the same time, the blood-drinking sword in his hand slid down the handle of the giant axe, the speed was extremely fast, and the tip of the blood-drinking sword was accurate, and it was pointed on the acupoint of the wrist of the big man with the axe.

Dahan held the hand of the giant axe, and suddenly lost all his strength, the giant axe fell to the ground with a clatter, the direction of the blood-drinking sword in Lu Qingfeng's hand remained unchanged, and he continued to stab diagonally upward, a sword pierced Dahan's throat, and the dead body suddenly fell to the ring.

The disciples of Bixia Palace quickly cleaned up the ring, and then, another person flew up and stood opposite Lu Qingfeng, this person was holding a treasure knife in his hand, and the grade was also a medium-grade magic weapon level, and after the name was known, the two fought together directly.

I have to say that the person who used the knife is indeed a step higher than the giant axe man just now, but it is still far from Lu Qingfeng, the sword was raised and slashed at Lu Qingfeng's head, Lu Qingfeng dodged the sword, and the blood-drinking sword flickered in front of the other party, and Lu Qingfeng used the move of instant light.

With a dazzling white light flashing, the young man with the knife was temporarily blind in his eyes, Lu Qingfeng did not end the person's life, his right leg was raised, kicked the person in the abdomen, and with one foot, the person was directly kicked and flew up, and only stood firm when he was about to fall to the ground.

He knew that Lu Qingfeng had shown mercy to his subordinates, he bowed to his fists from afar, and disappeared into the crowd, the reason why Lu Qingfeng killed the big man with a knife was not that he was open-mouthed, but because in the eight fights in front of him, there were several people who had no need to end up with the other party's life, but this big man still made a ruthless move, and died in the hands of Lu Qingfeng, and he was innocent of his death.

The third one who came up was a master with a sword, a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal True Realm, who was pierced through the wrist of his right hand by Lu Qingfeng with just one move, and then kicked away, except for the big man with the giant axe, Lu Qingfeng left a request to everyone else.

The people watching the battle in the audience also saw it, they knew that even if they were defeated, they would not worry about their lives, so the No. 1 ring where Lu Qingfeng was also the fastest to play, and the monks continued to compete with Lu Qingfeng, and in less than an hour, they had won ten consecutive victories.

Next to the ring, the referee took out a jade medal representing ten consecutive victories and handed it to Lu Qingfeng, Lu Qingfeng flew off the ring and came to Situ Xiaoyang, Leng Rubing and others, and everyone congratulated Lu Qingfeng one after another. At this time, the No. 5 ring also ended the last competition, and the winner was Yan Peng, Yan Peng also flew to everyone, so naturally there were some polite words.