In the inner sanctum of the True Martial Sect.

An old man in a black robe trimmed with gold threads, with a gray beard but still a vigorous face, stood in front of a bookcase, listening attentively to the reports of the disciples below. This person is the sect master of the True Martial Sect, Chen Jing.

"Report to the sect master, another young master has come to sign up for the martial arts competition!" Chen Zhen walked in from outside the door in a hurry, interrupting the young disciple's report.

Chen Jing was slightly displeased: "Chen Zhen, pay attention to the rules! My True Martial Sect is about to enter the Zichuan Kingdom, and I can't be as unruly as before, and I will be ridiculed by others." ”

Chen Zhen poured a basin of cold water on his head, and could only smile bitterly: "The sect master taught me a lesson. He stepped aside, wanting to wait for the young disciple to finish his report before making a statement.

However, Chen Jing's interest was aroused by Chen Zhen: "Chen Zhen, tell me, what is the origin of the young master who came? He can quietly transmit the sound to the people of the entire True Martial Sect headquarters, his strength should not be weak, is he over thirty years old?"

"No, this person is extremely young, probably only twenty-five or sixteen years old!" Chen Zhen said excitedly, "His strength, even I can't see through, at least he has reached the middle stage of Xuanjun! With such a strong person participating, it will be even more difficult for the Zichuan royal family to win the championship of the martial arts competition!"

"Difficult? Hmph, this is not difficult enough, I want to make this matter impossible!" Chen Jing shouted, "After so many years of planning, there is finally a chance to realize, let the Zichuan royal family step down, how can they escape?"

"Yes, yes!" Chen Zhen muttered, "Originally, with the strength of our True Martial Sect elite, it would have been even more difficult for the Zichuan princess to win the championship. This time, there is another powerhouse in the middle stage of Xuanjun, so she doesn't even want to think about it! The treasures awarded by the sect master for the martial arts competition have indeed attracted a lot of young talents!"

"Hmph, the temptation of the Heavenly Rank Mysterious Weapon is by no means idle!" Chen Jing said proudly. "Okay, there is only one purpose for arranging such a big battle, that is, to make it impossible for the prince of Zichuan to win the first place!

"Sect Master is wise!" Chen Zhen and the others bowed down in admiration.

Early the next morning.

Among the largest martial arts arenas in the royal capital of Zichuan. It's already overcrowded. Thousands of cultivators will be unable to pass through the martial arts arena, and everyone is looking forward to what kind of result this young master martial arts competition held by the True Martial Arts Sect will be: it is the young masters who were favored in advance and won the championship. Or is there another dark horse that has come out and won the crown?

Xu Yang teased the fat ball on his shoulder, leaned on the branch of a big tree, and watched condescendingly. His aura is hidden, and it is basically impossible for others to appear.

The middle-aged man who presided over the conference, wearing a black robe of the True Martial Sect, officially saw the True Martial Sect Xuanjun that Xu Yang saw yesterday. Chen Zhen! He played the role of the presiding officer, walked around the arena for a week, and announced loudly: "The hour has come, and the martial arts competition organized by our True Martial Sect is about to begin! You can see that those young masters from all walks of life who have already signed up for the competition!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, there are many luxury family cars, all of whom are masters of all parties who have signed up for the competition. One of the most striking. It is undoubtedly the tallest and most gorgeous carriage, and the driver is still a pretty girl, which is undoubtedly more eye-catching.

In front of the north side of the grandstand where the old masters of the True Martial Sect were, there were several black-clothed disciples of the True Martial Sect, all of them with a graceful bearing and arrogant expressions, all of whom had the strength of the Xuanjun level.

"Among the tallest carriages. It's Qi Lin, the eldest daughter of the Zichuan royal family! She is the favorite to win the championship this time!"

"This is not necessarily, see those young disciples of the True Martial Sect in the north stand? They are all in the Xuanjun realm, no worse than Qi Lin! There are two of them. It has reached the late stage of Xuanjun, and its strength is far from Qi Lin!"

The discussion was buzzing, Xu Yang listened a little, and was a little curious. Why did the princess of Zichuan show up to participate in this kind of martial arts competition? Could she still need one of these treasures?

For this martial arts competition, Xu Yang will not eliminate his opponent step by step to advance, it would be too wasteful of time. He had his own plans.

"Okay, now the martial arts tournament has officially begun! Please all the young talents who have signed up for the competition to enter the arena and prepare to draw lots to determine your opponent......

Before Chen Zhen's words fell, suddenly a blue shadow flashed in front of him, and Xu Yang swept down from the big tree on the side like an eagle falcon! At the same time, Xu Yang's clear voice sounded:

"I don't have to be so troublesome! I'm here, anyone can challenge me!...... Just win all the applicants, right?"

Chen Zhen was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that Xu Yang actually played his cards according to common sense, which undoubtedly disrupted their plan!

Originally, Zhenwuzong prepared several powerful opponents for Qi Lin, the princess of Zichuan, but now the draw cannot be carried out, which means that Qi Lin cannot be targeted.

"Who is this man?

"Yes, with the power of one person, challenge all the participating heroes, so majestic......"

Most of the people in the audience were watching the excitement, and they all agreed with this way of fighting proposed by Xu Yang! In the hearts of the cultivators, there was a hero complex of being outnumbered, anyway, even if Xu Yang lost, it would be just one more joke, and for them, the spectators, there was no loss.

Chen Zhen glanced at the stage, but saw Chen Jing slightly bowed, and immediately had a backbone. He smiled slightly and said, "This son, what a big hero! Since this is the case, my True Martial Sect will change the competition system." How about you, as the champion, let the rest of the masters challenge you?"

Xu Yang nodded and said, "Hurry up." ”

For Zhenwu Zong, it doesn't matter who wins the championship, the most important thing is that Qi Lin, the princess of Zichuan, can't be allowed to win the first place! Xu Yang's strong disturbance, although they are not happy, they have nothing to lose. Even if Xu Yang won the first place, so what? The Zichuan royal family did not win the first place in this martial arts competition, which was equivalent to losing the bet, and the tens of millions of miles of rivers and mountains in the Zichuan country were still owned by their True Martial Sect.

Xu Yang's arrogant attitude aroused the dissatisfaction of many participating masters. Who has the confidence to come to the martial arts competition, which one is not a young talent who has achieved great cultivation? When even one person jumped on the stage, he shouted: "Don't be rampant, I, Xu Ming of Fengyan City, have come to fight you......

Before the words fell, I saw Xu Yang raise his hand and punch, and the power of the fist in the air was surging like a tide, directly blasting this Xu Ming out of the field!

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