With the announcement of Zhuang Youlong, the martial art competition officially began.

In hundreds of arenas, serial numbers were displayed, and the disciples corresponding to the serial numbers immediately jumped onto the arena.

The arena is divided into two, three, four, and five martial arts areas.

Fang Chuan, they are in the lowest secondary school.

In a blink of an eye, the first group of people have been fighting to death in the ring.

They are the leaders of various sects, and they are very fierce when they get started.

The preliminary round is a filter, and each person fights ten times. Eliminate one person at a time. After ten times, there are almost a thousand people left.

Among these thousand people, it is tantamount to deciding to win the top two hundred ranking figures of each level.

Of course, with each battle, the ranking of the scoreboard will change.

There are too many geniuses in the heavens.

Therefore, there is not so much fairness at all.

Luck is also a kind of strength.

However, under the deduction of the three Muslims, the element of luck has been reduced a lot.

However, it is also possible that he himself is the number one player, and when he encounters the biggest dark horse this time, he loses directly in the first match.

So, sorry, although you are very strong, but you are not lucky, this time you should rank as many places as you want.

This is cruelty.

"There are so many strong people, look at the fifth-level sect, the weakest are all true immortals, there seems to be a golden immortal!"

Feng Jie was also extremely excited this time.

Indeed, if it were not because he joined the Taixuan Sect, I am afraid that he would never have the opportunity to participate in such a grand event in his life.

Even, he may not be able to enter this arena.

You know, there are hundreds of millions of people in Tianyuan City, and more than one million spectators have come, including characters from other places.

It's hard to find a ticket, and it's not a joke.

The game continues.

There were constant shouts and cheering on the scene.

Some people, who performed outstandingly, were immediately praised and remembered. There were even some people who specialized in reporting and used fairy magic on the scene to broadcast to others.

Heaven is not a complete ancient world.

They have many advanced ideas.

For example, spreading some programs through Xianshu is also a market, and even high profits can be obtained.

This world is no worse than the earth's technological civilization.

The only difference is that what they use is all fairy magic.

The star effect also exists in this world.

"It's me."

After waiting for a while, Fang Chuan saw his serial number, and at the same time, a gleam of light flashed through his waist card to remind him.

"Brother, come on!" Feng Jie quickly shouted.

Others hurriedly cheered him up.

"Humph!"

Chen Feiyu looked at Fang Chuan and snorted coldly. He knew that Fang Chuan was the dark horse this time. He only hoped that Fang Chuan would be killed directly.

Zhan Chu, Chen Wei and others also sneered again and again, hoping that Fang Chuan would fail.

At this time, Fang Chuan had already boarded the ring.

Opposite is a man in red and black trousers, looking very energetic.

This person turned out to be a Xuanxian.

There was a hint of arrogance on him.

Obviously, he is also more famous among the second-class schools.

"Brother Li Luo, come on!"

"So handsome, Brother Li Luo!"

As soon as the fence fell on the field, shouts came from below and above.

At this time, Feng Jie and the others also followed.

Li Luo glanced at Fang Chuan faintly, and smiled: "Seventh Heaven? Haha, I'm so sorry to let you have a round trip."

"Oh."

Fang Chuan smiled. Now he doesn't say that the seven layers of the Profound Wonderland, even the eight layers, can't win under his sword intent.

What's more, the other party is just a dual Xuanxian.

He didn't say much, and said, "Taixuanmen, Fang Chuan."

"Zhenwumen, Li Luo." Li Luo also arched his hands, still disdainful on his face.

"You do it!" He sneered again, "Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to do it. People like you should have a chance."

What he said was immediately heard by those who followed their ring.

It turns out that this arena has a special formation, as long as someone's mental power is concentrated on this arena.

Not only can you see more clearly.

Moreover, they can hear clearly the voice of the people on stage.

Of course, Li Luo's handsome words caused another commotion.

"OK then."

Fang Chuan glanced at Lei Luo lightly, Li Luo's face was full of pride.

It seems that because Fang Chuan is a fairyland, he has a chance to win.

Therefore, he wants to play Fang Chuan.

Fang Chuan is also welcome, for such a person, he has no humility.

He smiled: "Then you can go back and reflect on a hundred years, and hope that next time, you can make progress!"

boom--

As he said, a little emptiness, a crystal clear sword aura pierced through.

"what?"

When Li Luo heard Fang Chuan's words, he was taken aback. He didn't understand what Fang Chuan meant.

Could it be that this person is also pretending to be in front of him?

But after that, he felt a huge pressure and rushed toward his face.

With a pop.

He almost didn't react, Fang Chuan's sword energy of thunder sound penetrated his shoulders, and the sword energy raged in him.

Fang Chuan pinched a seal: "Seal!"

thump!

Then, Li Luo's whole person fell directly to the ground, and the power of the profound immortal in his body was sealed.

For a moment, his face was extremely pale.

He actually lost!

"what?"

"Senior Li Luo, dignified Xuanxian, lost to a Tianxian?"

All the people in the audience were shocked. They never expected that the arrogant fence would lose!

Moreover, it was defeated by one move!

Fang Chuan faintly looked at the fence lying on the ground like a dead dog, and shook his head: "Your luck is too bad."

At this time, the spirit of the ring had announced his victory.

At the same time, above the sky, on a huge screen, his name continued to light up, while Li Luo's name was already dimmed.

A thread behind his name connects with another winner.

Immediately, he leaped gently and got off the ring.

"Haha!"

Feng Jie greeted Fang Chuan and laughed, "That person laughed so hard at me, but he still hasn't reacted yet!"

"Big brother is the biggest dark horse this time!"

"Brother is mighty!"

Lu Ke, the people who followed Fang Chuan, had already called him Big Brother one by one, cheering.

When Chen Feiyu heard it, his expression was ugly.

Fang Chuan waved his hand: "It's okay."

Lu Ke pointed to another screen in the sky, which was a list that recorded the rankings: "Brother, your ranking has entered less than 150,000."

It turned out that 300,000 people participated in the second-level martial arts competition this time.

Fang Chuan had no ranking before, but now he won one game and entered 150,000.

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "It's still early." As he said, he looked at the scoreboard again. Sure enough, Chen Feiyu's ranking was still in the top three, and the light was shining.