Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 886 The place of competition 2
"Well, because in three days, the arena will be built there." Xiang Hong pointed to an empty space in front of him without any monks.

The two looked along his fingers, and everyone knew that this was the location of the ring, so no monk stood there.

"Thanks for the point."

Mu Ziteng thanked with a smile, took his daughter-in-law and installed a ninth-rank defense plus concealment array in the open space next to Xiang Hong.

After the two entered the formation and activated the formation, they could see the situation outside the formation clearly, but it was foggy from the outside.

This kind of formation board can let the monks passing by know that there is a formation here, but it can't let the monks see clearly the situation inside.

Mu Ziteng took out some formation flags and arranged a simple first-rank immortal formation in the defensive formation, before he sat down to practice in peace.

Feng Rui noticed the actions of the two, frowned, walked towards Xiang Hong, opened the chair and sat opposite, and said via voice transmission: "What's the matter with them?"

"Didn't you see it? Cultivation." Xiang Hong glanced at Feng Rui with a stinky face, and lowered his eyes and replied.

"Why did you retreat into the formation to practice just after arriving here? You should get acquainted with everyone first, discuss the battle plan in three days, and then practice?"

These two are too out of group, at least they should talk to him, the person in charge, right?

Feng Rui felt that he had lost his dignity in front of everyone.

"Isn't it that you are arguing with that guy Qingkui? They told me." You can't blame those two for this. Who told you to patronize and quarrel with others?

Feng Rui was stunned speechless, and he was to blame for this.

"Don't be depressed, fellow daoist Mu and fellow daoist Jian are not the kind of people who don't know how to measure themselves."

Feng Rui: "..."

"Hey, it's no wonder that the two of them are at the peak of Transcending Tribulation at such a young age. How can they not make rapid progress?" Xiang Hong couldn't help but sigh. He likes young people with good aptitude and know how to work hard up.

"So Xiang Hong, are you going to work hard?" Feng Rui answered.

Was Xiang Lao reminding him that he didn't work hard enough?

At Xiang Lao's age, isn't Xiang Hong himself the one who should race against time to practice?

"I want to work hard, but my aptitude is limited. I'm afraid this is the end of my cultivation." Xiang Hong sighed.

Feng Rui thought what Xiang Lao said before was implying that he didn't practice hard enough, so he used Xiang Hong as an example, but he didn't expect to make the other party sad.

"Don't tell me that, as long as you have time, you can still make progress." Feng Rui looked embarrassed.

"Oh, it's not been a few years."

"Xiang Lao, I want to go over and explain the rules here to Li Daoyou and Meng Daoyou, lest they make mistakes and affect the entire Lingya City."

Feng Rui immediately stood up, apologized to Xiang Hong, and left without waiting for the other party's answer.

"Alas, the young people nowadays are more impatient than the other." Xiang Hong sighed again, and continued to taste his tea.

Jian Qingling and Mu Ziteng practiced the supernatural ability for two hours, and then they created the formation.

After all, it was the first day here, so Feng Rui should have something to explain to them. If he stays in the formation all the time, not only will other people be dissatisfied, but they will also not know anything.

When I came out, I happened to see that everyone was divided into three teams, and each set up a table to sit.

The two walked towards the team Feng Rui was in.

Seeing the people coming, Feng Rui immediately waved to them, "It's just in time for you to come out, let me explain to you some rules of the competition in previous years, and see if it helps you."

The two nodded to the others, sat down, and looked at Feng Rui.

"In previous years, the competition was divided into melee and single combat. The first was the big melee. [-] monks were divided into ten rings on average. In the end, only [-] monks were left in each ring, and the rest were considered eliminated."

All four contestants frowned, the elimination rate was quite high.

Although they haven't walked around this grassland yet, the monks who passed by them know how fierce this competition is, and they are all monks at the peak of crossing the catastrophe.

"Afterwards, the remaining [-] cultivators from the ten arenas will be disrupted with those from other arenas, and assigned to each arena for single-player combat. The cultivators who win will continue to participate in the competition, and those who lose will be eliminated directly."

Mu Ziteng asked, "Isn't it a team fight? Will there be a situation where the same city meets the same arena?"

He always thought it was a practice competition, such as entering a secret realm to complete a task, and finally seeing which team got the most items and took the least time.

It seems that he thinks too much.

"So you also have to be prepared to be on the same stage and become opponents." Feng Rui smiled.

The four of them could still laugh when they saw him, and they just wanted to ask him, is there something wrong with his mind?
"You all have good strength. No matter what the situation is, you just need to do your best. No matter who among you gets the ranking, everyone will get reward points."

"The president means that regardless of whether I can get the ranking or not, as long as one of the three of them gets the ranking, I can also get the points behind that ranking?" Li Jiali sat up straight and asked again for confirmation.

"Yes." Feng Rui nodded.

"If one person takes the first place in the individual competition and the other takes the second place, what does it count?"

Jian Qingling thought that with the abilities of himself and Mu Ziteng, it would not be a problem to deal with these monks, and the first and second rounds would not be a problem, but he didn't know if this had happened.

Feng Rui regained his energy all of a sudden, he immediately got rid of the slack sitting posture before, and asked, "Are you confident that you will be the first and second?"

He only knew that the two of them could deal with the twelfth-level monster without any damage, but he didn't know where the limit of the two of them was.

However, being able to deal with monsters of the twelfth rank is already a very powerful person. He dared to say that among the [-] monks from [-] cities participating in the competition, at most dozens of monks have that ability Kill the twelfth-order monster.

He is still very optimistic about fellow daoist Mu and fellow daoist Jian.

As for Li Jiali and Meng Xianghui, both of them can also hunt and kill twelfth-level monsters, but they are not as crisp and quick as these two couples. The twelfth-level monsters have a lot of trauma.

But this way he feels very good. The four people recruited to his mission building this year are all powerful talents. The last competition was not as lucky as this year.

"The key is that the organizer allows a city to include the top two?"

She was worried that when someone came to say that a city could only occupy one of the top three, wouldn't her efforts be in vain?
"That's an individual competition, not a team competition." Feng Rui explained hastily.

(End of this chapter)