The most powerful plant system

Chapter 226

Now that the competition has not started yet, the rules of the sword test meeting have changed, so she is naturally not happy.

"This year's contestants are complicated. In the past, sword fights were more tragic until the end. In order to avoid accidents in the end, the rules were changed after the decision of the elders of this sect."

The master of Xijianzong explained in a serious manner.

Everyone couldn't help but think back to the sword trial meeting in previous years, because the competition was pure swordsmanship, and at the last moment, many masters were actually almost the same in strength, and the competition was only a mistake between swords.

Such a situation made it extremely difficult to determine the outcome of the battle, and it was very tragic to win in the end, and some people even died because of it.

It would be reasonable to change the rules of the game out of this consideration, and many people couldn't help but nod their heads.

"Since it was Senior Zheng's intention, he naturally has his reasons. But it's a pity that so many people are gathered here, and they can't enter the Sword Cleansing Sect's mountain gate, and can't see the result of the competition?"

Elder Yuan saw that the other party had brought out the title of king, so he didn't dare to continue to embarrass him, so he settled for the next best thing.

"You don't have to worry about this. The final winner of the 100 rings will get a sword talisman when he enters the mountain gate. His identity and number will be marked on it, and we will learn about their competition through the ladder list."

The Sword Cleansing Sect obviously anticipated the dissatisfaction of the crowd. After the suzerain answered, an elder in the distance had already erected a [-]-meter-long blue pillar. The pillar was translucent and dim at the moment, obviously not yet activated.

"That's a good idea."

Seeing that there was no reason to embarrass them, the elders of One Word Sword Sect and Liu Mie Demon Sect stopped talking and retreated.

"The rules of the competition have been clarified just now, now, those who want to compete will enter the ring!"

After the Sect Master of Cleansing Sword Sect finished speaking, many sword lights whizzed past behind him, and landed on the ring one after another, turning into a core disciple of Sword Cleansing Sect.

The arena they are in is the Asura Field, which means that the arena is basically contracted by them!

"Go! A rare opportunity!"

"I wonder how far I can fight this year!"

Warriors from various mountain ranges came to the stage one after another without any hesitation.

This arena competition is the fairest, with limited weapons and limited cultivation, there is no danger to life, but it is possible to become famous in one battle, who would not want to give it a try?
Therefore, after only a few seconds, a group of people flooded into each arena.

If it wasn't for the fact that the basic cultivation base was limited to the five orifices, I'm afraid even some mortals would want to go on stage and try something new.

Ye Feng and Ning Qingfeng stood together, looking at the rapidly becoming crowded arena, thinking, glanced at the direction of Murong's eternal hatred.

He was considering whether to go directly to Murong for revenge, if he couldn't even enter the gate of his own house, it would be interesting.

"If you don't go to the ring within ten breaths, you can't go up again."

Seeing that many people wanted to wait for the people above to fight well before going up, the Sect Master Xijian added.

All of a sudden, those who were still hesitating all jumped onto the stage they had chosen.

Most people wisely avoided the arena where the core disciples of Xijianzong were, so that they could last longer.

"Brother Ye, I'll take a step first."

Ning Qingfeng said to Ye Feng, and then flew onto one of the rings.

Ye Feng looked at Murong Changhen, then at Jiang Wuqing in the distance, finally gave up looking for his bad luck, and chose an arena that seemed to have no strong players.

Knowing the benefits of entering the Sword Market, Ye Feng doesn't want to lose this opportunity. If he meets Murong Changhen or Jiang Wuqing from the very beginning, even if he wins, it will hurt his vitality greatly under the condition that both parties' abilities are limited. It may have given someone else a break.

Therefore, it is wisest to let go of personal grievances for the time being and talk about it after entering the mountain gate.

Obviously, all the geniuses have similar ideas, and each of them is scattered in different arenas, and there is no such thing as a king meeting a king.

This disappointed the audience in the arena, and they were looking forward to the geniuses fighting in advance.

Ye Feng took the wooden sword that was handed out at the scene, and jumped onto the ring he was looking for. At this time, hundreds of people were already standing on the ring, standing together in confusion.

In this crowd of people, the mysterious swordsmanship seems to be useless, and the simple and fast chopping, stabbing, hacking and killing are more effective.

"One stick of incense time, don't rush to make a move."

Thinking of the rules of the competition, Ye Feng held the sword and did not move. He stood on the edge and watched the battles in other arenas with great interest.

He is most concerned about the arena where Sishi is located, because the restrictions of the rules can't play a role in his cultivation, he is a little worried that Sishi will suffer.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had hardly seen Sishi fight. She was injured the whole time in Zhenbao Cave last time, so she didn't have many chances to make a move.

As soon as Sishi came on stage, a dozen people gathered around her, looking a little rascal.

With her cultivation restricted, the fear of the proud daughter of the Xijianzong was reduced to a minimum, and her overpowering appearance made some people think badly about whether she could take advantage of it in an open and honest manner.

Facing the swordsmen surrounding her, Yu Sishi's expression was as calm as ever, she held the wooden sword in one hand and put the other behind her back, as if she was showing contempt for the enemy.

Whoa!
A few swords slashed over, she simply stabbed and hooked, the speed was astonishingly fast, and the two swords flew out.

And the person who drew the sword looked at his hand in bewilderment, not even feeling when the sword was released from his hand.

"Disqualified, exit!"

The person who lost the wooden sword was immediately caught by the elder Xijianzong who was in charge of the referee above the ring, and threw it out casually.

It seemed that they could see their malicious intentions, the fall was quite heavy, and the pain made the two of them roll over and over.

With the lessons learned from the past, the others were more cautious in their moves, but Yu Sishi took the initiative, her body was as nimble as a flying elf, and every time the wooden sword was raised, someone would be disqualified from the competition.

Looking at the superb swordsmanship, Ye Feng realized that his worries about Si Shi were unnecessary.

As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. How can Sishi's strength also be at the upper reaches of Xijianzong's inner sect, how could he be defeated by these guys who can't reach the real realm even the profound realm?

Ye Feng glanced at other places, Jiang Wuqing, Murong Changhen, Tang Xian'er and the others all easily wiped out a large number of opponents without any suspense, and he was not injured at all.

Their kendo attainments have already far surpassed their cultivation.

"You stupid young man, what are you doing standing here? Let me down!"

A guy who didn't know Ye Feng saw him standing on the edge and looking at other places, suddenly sneered, and stabbed him with a sword.

Ye Feng didn't even turn his head, and as soon as he stepped back, he dodged the attack lightly.

The man only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the wooden sword of the other party was resting on his neck, and his face turned pale with fright.

Snapped!
Ye Feng patted lightly, as if lifting the weight lightly, he immediately flew up, flew straight out of the ring, and fell to the ground with his feet in the air.

(End of this chapter)