Immortal Way Retrograde

Chapter 132
The rules of this big competition are very simple, almost divided into five rounds.

In the first round, there is a large batch of screening. Those who can win ten games in a row can enter the next round. The challenger cannot repeat the challenger, and the challenged cannot challenge others once they fail.

This round is equivalent to a big wave washing the sand. Most of the contestants will be eliminated first. Under normal circumstances, the disciples of the big sects will not choose to meet in this round. They will selectively eliminate the disciples of the small sects first. Or casual practice.

After all, the weak overall strength of casual cultivators is almost a default thing in the entire Wuchen Continent. As for the disciples of small sects, they often don't get good resources. In terms of strength growth, they are naturally short.

So the first round is also the easiest round.

As for the defenders in the first round, they are all voluntary.

If it is said that the challenger is not seen for a long time in the arena of a strong man, then after two hours, the monk will be automatically promoted and the ring will be given over to other monks.

Jun Luo didn't feel much after listening to the entire competition rules. It is definitely impossible to say that it is absolutely reasonable, but it is the fastest way to select the second-round contestants in a short period of time.

Dabi officially started under Wang Cheng's order, and the light ball transformed into an enchantment instantly opened a gap for one person to enter.

Everyone knew that this was probably the entrance to the arena.

The first monk to step onto the ring was Fang Xun. As soon as his body entered the barrier, the gap disappeared without a trace, and it became an absolutely airtight environment.

There was no panic on Fang Xun's face, but he just looked around fearlessly, as if he was sizing up.

Fang Xun's appearance on the stage attracted the attention of many people, and everyone whispered below, but it seemed that no one had the idea of ​​challenging.

Afterwards, quite a few monks jumped onto the blank arena. Among them were the disciples of Dongchen Island, Feihuazong and Yunlingmen.

It's just that even if all these people are on the stage, there is still a blank ring next to it. This time, because of the large number of contestants, the number of rings set up is surprisingly large.

Moon Shadow spotted a blank arena, greeted Jun Luo, then pulled away and left, Yu Jian flew straight to one of the arenas.

As the first monk outside the three sects to appear on stage, Moon Shadow naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Which sect's disciple is this? It seems that the bone age is only over 20? I'm afraid it's the first time for a rookie monk to participate in the Grand Competition."

"Sure enough, you are young and frivolous. You didn't wait and see and went directly to the stage. Do you think you are a disciple of the three major sects?" This monk is obviously just a casual cultivator, but he still looks down on others.

Duan Li took out a folding fan out of nowhere, and shook it with a smile, "Yeah, it's good to be young. You don't have to be afraid of the sky, you just do it! Unlike some people, they are old and don't even have the courage to go on stage. , still talking about others, tsk tsk tsk, it's really pitiful!"

Duan Li's words were not in a low voice, and immediately caught the person's attention, "Stinky boy! Who are you talking about!"

"Whoever answers is the one who talks! Everyone waits and sees endlessly like you, I don't think there is a need for this big competition!"

That man was in a hurry, and he wanted to attack Duan Li immediately, who wanted Duan Li's mouth to move faster, "My friend, are you sure you want to attack me outside the ring at this time?"

The man's raised hand stopped immediately, and his face became ugly. After Duan Li's reminder, he suddenly remembered Dabi's fixed rules.

During the Grand Competition, free hands are not allowed under the ring. Once discovered, they will be directly expelled from the arena.

The man's face turned red and black, and then turned red. After switching back and forth several times, he finally let go of his hand.

However, he held a breath of anger in his heart, obviously unable to suppress it, the man pointed at Duan Li with a ferocious face, "Do you dare to go to the ring with me?"

Duan Li closed the folding fan, patted it on the palm of his hand, and said with a smile, "Why not?"

As soon as the two of them spoke, their figures appeared on an empty arena in the next second.

It was only at this time that Duan Li discovered that the arena was actually much bigger than what they had seen, at least for the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was more than enough to accommodate the explosion of spells of this level.

But before Duan Li finished observing the arena, the cultivator on the opposite side summoned his hammer and attacked.

Duan Li smiled, summoned an ordinary long sword, and stood there without moving.

However, the cultivator on the opposite side was still shocked by the smile on Duan Li's face, because at a certain moment, he always felt as if he saw the road leading to the abyss in Duan Li's eyes.

There was no light, it was pitch black, and it made people fearful and hopeless.

It's just that this feeling is only fleeting, so fast that he once felt that it was just his own illusion.

He couldn't help but blinked his eyes and looked again, it was clear that he was still a brat who deserved a beating.

Thinking in this way, he swung the hammer two points harder, as if Duan Li had to be hammered into the ground in order to vent his anger.

In a blink of an eye, the first hammer has arrived.

The moment the hammer fell, Duan Li withdrew without pressure and left, letting the hammer make a hole in the ring.

Duan Li blinked his eyes, and wanted to marvel at the strength of the arena.

The strength of the hammer is actually very strong. After all, he is a monk in the foundation building stage. Even if his strength is a little bit sloppy, the power of the hammer will not be small if his cultivation base is placed there.If it were on an arena made of ordinary clay, with the hammer just now, the place that was hammered would have been hammered into powder, and the entire arena would also have large areas of cracks.

But now the arena is not cracked as he imagined, and even the depth of the pit has not reached Duan Li's expectation.

In fact, not only Duan Li, but also the male cultivator and everyone watching below witnessed the toughness of the ring through this hammer.

The male cultivator came back to his senses and wanted to attack Duan Li again with a hammer, but how could Duan Li give him such a chance...

He drew out his long sword, and pulled the sword flower directly in the direction of the hammer, and rolled the hammer up into the sky.

In the next moment, the blade of the long sword fell on the neck of the male cultivator opposite without warning.

Duan Li slightly tilted his head to look at the judge next to him.

The judge raised his hand and directly decided the outcome of the competition.

The male cultivator's face was very ugly, because he felt that he hadn't exerted his full strength, and he also felt that Duan Li was playing opportunistic tricks. If he didn't underestimate the enemy, he would definitely beat the brat on the opposite side to the ground!
(End of this chapter)