The Vermilion Bird Hall Lord and the two Altar Masters of the Sun Moon Altar had already negotiated the bet in private, and both sides had confident smiles on their faces, both believing that their side would never lose.

At the same time, the monks who wanted to participate in the competition all entered the golden thunder cylinder in about this period of time, and the rest did not enter, either the bone age was more than 100 years old and they were not eligible to participate in the competition, or they were qualified to participate in the competition, but their self-sustaining strength was weak and they gave up the competition.

The latter is relatively rare, since I have come here, even if I will be a little hesitant in my heart, but I still have the courage to fight, and finally I chose to enter.

There are not many monks who don't even have this courage.

The boiling arena was extremely quiet at this time, because at least half of the monks had already entered the Golden Thunder Tube.

The remaining half was a barrier breathing, staring intently at the golden thunder barrel suspended in the air.

The Great Elder of the Tianyin Sect, his body was suspended in the air and crossed his knees above the Golden Thunder Tube, his eyes were slightly closed, his long silver-white beard swayed gently, and his expression was relaxed and natural, as if he didn't care about the monks who entered the Golden Thunder Tube.

However, it didn't take long for the figure of a monk to be thrown out of the golden thunder tube.

Although there were no scars on his body, his expression was terrified, his mouth kept panting, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he had just experienced life and death!

As the first monk was teleported out by the Golden Thunder Tube, immediately after, more monks appeared around the Golden Thunder Barrel one after another, and they were in a state. It was not much better than the first monk to be rumored, and some were even more strict.

A moment of work. A large number of monks appeared densely around the golden thunder tube, and the entire martial arts arena. There was one gasp after another, and dripping sweat dripped down from the sky as if it were raining.

The Great Elder's eyes opened slightly, and he said lightly: "Any monk who did not insist on a stick of incense for a while, but was sent out by the golden thunder tube, was regarded as eliminated and lost the qualification for the next competition. Each one returned to his or her place and did not interfere with the other disciples in the competition. ”

The voice of the Great Elder hit the monk who was sent out by the golden thunder barrel like a heavy hammer, although many monks were very unwilling in their hearts, but the strength was like this, the facts were in front of them, and they could only choose to accept it.

But there are also many monks who have a better mentality, and they don't have much hope in the first place. Even if they were brushed off in the first round, they were satisfied, because they just wanted to see each other for a long time. It's just a matter of letting yourself go through more.

No matter what the reason, it doesn't matter if you have a right heart, or if you are unwilling. When the voice of the Great Elder rang out, the monks were teleported. One after another, they returned to the position they had been sitting in before.

Although they have been disqualified, but. They still have a chance to watch.

In the following time, more and more monks were teleported, and their results were the same as the former, and they were also disqualified from the rest of the competition.

It's not that the more the monk teleports out later, the more powerful he is, because the time for the monk to enter the golden thunder tube is not the same, some enter first, some enter later, and whoever is teleported out first does not prove that his strength is weaker than that transmitted later, unless he has been inside the golden thunder tube for more than a stick of incense.

The time of a stick of incense is timed from the beginning of the monk's entry, and this timing is controlled by the spiritual weapon inside the golden thunder tube, so even if the monk who enters the golden thunder tube last, he can't cheat, and he doesn't stick to the time of a stick of incense inside, and he is still regarded as an elimination.

These eliminated monks are almost composed of disciples of the Scattered Cultivators and Tianyin Sect, and as for the monks of the four major earth-level forces, they have not seen a single one teleported out so far.

It's no wonder that the disciples of the four earth-level forces are all hundred-year-old geniuses selected from the sect, and the number is not large, if they are all brushed down in the first round, it will be too much to say.

As for the Tianyinmen, which is a heaven-level force, there will be a large number of disciples who will be teleported out, that is because there is no restriction on the competition, as long as the bone age is not more than a hundred years, they can participate, plus this is the Tianyinmen, which leads to a large number of Tianyinmen disciples, all of whom have the idea of wanting to try it, after all, there is only one time in a lifetime, and if you miss it, you will really miss it, and when the next centennial martial arts competition is held again, they will already exceed the bone age of a hundred years.

The heads of the four prefecture-level strengths, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, not to mention the Vermilion Bird Hall and the Sun Moon Altar, even if the Three Holy Sects, the Three Saints all feel that the genius disciples selected by their disciples are capable of surviving the first round.

"The time for a stick of incense is almost over, and it seems that we will have to wait until the second round to determine the winner. The Vermilion Bird Hall Lord looked at Yang Yao and Yue Ling, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, you can't wait to lose to us and your wife!"

"Yes, I'm a little impatient, the premise is to see if you have that ability in the Sun Moon Altar, hehe. The Vermilion Bird Hall Lord smiled.

"Whether you have that ability or not, the next round will naturally be revealed. Yang Yao smiled.

As time got closer and closer to the time of a stick of incense, there were fewer and fewer monks who were sent out of the golden thunder tube, and from the beginning to the present, the monks who were sent out had reached at least a quarter of the number of entrants!

A very terrifying number, just in the first round, so many disciples were eliminated, not that these monks were too weak, but the first round was indeed not so easy, and those who had no ability could only be eliminated if they entered, which is why the four major prefecture-level forces did not bring all the disciples in the sect who were less than a hundred years old.

Because it is brought, it will also be brushed down in the first round.

Inside the golden thunder tube, Yi Wen stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the space in front of him like the end of the world, the sky was flickering with golden thunder, and it was slashed against the ground one after another.

When he came in before, Yi Wen's surroundings were full of monks, but now, around Yi Wen, there were not many monks who could still stand in place.

Everything else was crushed by the golden lightning.

How big is this space. Yi Wen didn't know that he didn't have the leisure to release his divine sense to investigate. However, when Yi Wen entered this place. But he didn't see a single disciple of the Three Holy Sects, but instead saw a few female monks from the Flower Immortal Sect.

Among them, Yi Wen knows three people, and two of the three people, Yi Wen has also been in contact!

The two people he came into contact with were the two female disciples who Yi Wen went to the area where the Huaxian Gate was located that day and stopped him at the door. There is another person I know, who is Hua Xiluo's senior sister, Hua Feiyu.

At this time. Around Yi Wen, in addition to these three people, there were monks from other forces, however, Yi Wen's eyes fell on the three of them.

"Do you want to ask the three of you about Huaxiluo first?" Yi Wen frowned, thinking to himself in his heart.

The golden thunder raging around his body did not attract Yi Wen's attention at all, although the attack power of these golden thunders was not weak. But it wasn't enough for Yi Wen to pay attention, even if he stood in place and let these thunderbolts hit, Yi Wen's body would not show the slightest discomfort.

The alchemy technique at the peak of the middle stage of Yi Jin is not an ornament.

When Yi Wen was thinking to himself. Hua Feiyu's eyes also fell on Yi Wen's body.

"Uncle Shi, that's that kid, he came to find Uncle Huaxiluo three days ago. It seems to be a disciple of the Three Holy Sects. One of the women who was guarding at the time said to Hua Feiyu.

"No wonder before the tournament starts. I always keep staring at Xiluo's junior sister. Forget it, it's just a small person. Why do you pay so much attention to him, there are more monks chasing my sister, and I have long been tired of seeing Uncle Shi. Hua Feiyu shook her head and said with an indifferent expression.

Just as Hua Feiyu's words fell, a golden lightning suddenly fell on the top of her head, only to see Hua Feiyu's eyebrows slightly provoked, and with a wave of her jade hand, a spiritual power shot out, and the golden lightning was defeated, without causing any impact on her.

Yi Wen didn't look at these golden flash TVs, and Hua Feiyu did the same, she didn't look at Yi Wen with admiration just because Yi Wen had done this.

Because, in Hua Feiyu's opinion, if she can easily do this step, let alone her, even the two teachers and nephews next to her can do it, what can she be surprised about?

"Yiwen boy, hehe, it seems that the other party doesn't take you seriously at all, even if you have an idea, I don't think it will work for the time being. Xiaotian stood on Yi Wen's shoulder and said with a smile.

Yi Wen frowned slightly, and did not answer, as if he acquiesced to Xiaotian's statement.

"The time for a stick of incense is almost up, so let's wait for the next opportunity. It's been so many years, you can endure it, why rush at this time. Xiao Tian smiled.

"Hmm" Yi Wen nodded, but he didn't force it.

The other party clearly didn't take him in his eyes, and if he passed, he wouldn't get the result he wanted, and maybe it would cause a misunderstanding, Yi Wen frowned and thought about it before, precisely because he took this into account.

It didn't take long for a spiritual light to fall from the sky, enveloping Yi Wen and Xiao Tian in it, Yi Wen did not resist, and let the spiritual light envelop his body.

The next moment, Yi Wen disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already outside the Golden Thunder Tube.

The spiritual light beside him continued to flash, and when Yi Wen came out of the golden thunder tube, the monks of the three holy sects, such as Fa Lu, Soul Xiaoxiao, and Manxi, also teleported out of the golden thunder cylinder one after another.

The time they entered was almost the same, and as long as they weren't blasted out halfway, the time it took to be teleported out was similar.

"You can wait here until all the monks in the Golden Thunder Tube have been teleported, and then you can move on to the next round of martial arts. The voice of the Great Elder rang in the ears of the people. (To be continued......)

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