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Lin Yi smiled slightly and said, "We want to participate in the competition."

Hearing this, the black and thin middle-aged man smiled slightly and introduced: "The arena in our Lost Land is divided into two levels. One is a low-level event that monks below the Shenyuan realm can participate in. The other is the enlightenment realm. A high-level event that the following monks can participate in."

As he said that, the black and thin middle-aged man exuded a sense of spirituality, passed Lin Yi and Mai Wen, smiled slightly, and said, "You must be participating in low-level competitions, right?"

"Registration fee, one drop of Immortal Spring per person. This is your number plate. After entering the arena, you will be automatically assigned opponents."

"Between each game, there is only one day of rest."

The black and thin middle-aged man took out two hands of cards and handed them to Lin Yi and Mai Wen.

"number 23653?"

"number 23654?"

Lin Yi took a closer look, and saw that the number on the card in his hand was more than 2. He couldn't help being slightly surprised, "Could it be that more than 2 people have already signed up for low-level competitions?"

"Yes."

The black and thin middle-aged man grinned, and said: "More than 2 people will go through repeated knockout rounds, and the final will not be held until the top ten are determined and after half a year of recuperation."

"How long will this take?" Lin Yi asked in surprise.

"It just depends on your personal ability. Of course, if you can make it to the top ten, it will take more than two years for the knockout rounds in the early stage."

The black and thin middle-aged man showed no signs of impatience.

"More than two years?"

Lin Yi sneered and shook his head immediately. He didn't want to spend more than two years fighting against a group of uncompetitive people.

Although it is said that eventually reaching the top ten, or even winning the championship, will be famous all over the world and become a household name.

However, fame doesn't really matter to Lin Yi.

In fact, for Lin Yi, who has already planted a seed of spiritual consciousness in Chengxiantai, winning the championship of low-level competitions is not very attractive.

"Low-level competitions are too cumbersome."

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep thought: "Besides, in low-level competitions, no matter how strong the opponent is, he is only a peak saint, which is not attractive to me."

"I want to participate in high-level competitions." Lin Yi said firmly.

"I'm also going to play the senior events."

Mai Wen didn't give in, and she also didn't want to abuse vegetables, hoping to compete with monks of higher realms.

"To participate in high-level competitions, the registration fee is two drops of fairy spring." The black and thin middle-aged man pointed out two fingers.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand, summoned four drops of fairy spring, and handed it to the black and thin middle-aged man.

"Before that, I want to remind you."

Suddenly, the black and thin middle-aged man threw a jade slip to Lin Yi and Mai Wen, "It is best to read the following competition rules carefully. If there is any violation, the consequences will be very serious."

Lin Yi and Mai Wen opened the jade slips, swept their consciousness, and immediately saw the information in the jade slips at a glance.

"Participants must ensure that their realm and cultivation meet the requirements of the competition, otherwise, they will be expelled from the competition and will be ravaged by hundreds of tortures."

"Even if you accidentally break through during the game, it's not okay."

Lin Yi read a rule and read it softly.

"You are not allowed to bring any living organisms to the competition, including battle pets, riding pets, guardian beasts, spirit insects, etc. Once found, they will be expelled from the competition, and they will have to endure hundreds of tortures."

Mai Wen also read the key one.

Soon, Lin Yi and Mai Wen figured out the rules. Generally speaking, the rules were relatively simple and easy to understand, and neither Lin Yi nor Mai Wen had any doubts.

"Okay, here are your competing hands."

The black and thin middle-aged man took out two hands of cards and threw them to Lin Yi and Mai Wen.

Lin Yi and Mai Wen took the cards in their hands, and when they saw the numbers on the cards were '798' and '796', they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the number of contestants in the advanced competition is much less, only 800 people."

"That's great. In this case, we don't need to waste a lot of time."

Lin Yi and Mai Wen looked at each other and smiled.

"The high-level competition will not be held until a year later, I hope you can achieve good results then." The black and thin middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "By the way, in order to keep you from avoiding each other, I deliberately gave you two choices. Even-numbered hands that are right next to each other, generally, only in the eventual championship match would it be possible to run into each other."

"So, you don't have to worry that your people will be assigned to an arena for fighting."

The black and thin middle-aged man looked at Lin Yi and Mai Wen with an ambiguous smile.

"Thank you buddy."

Lin Yi nodded and smiled, and pulled Xiao Xiaowen out of the arena.

"Jie Ti, do you think Mr. Huo will participate in the competition?" Suddenly, Xiao Maiwen asked on a whim.

"he?"

Lin Yi frowned, and said with a slight smile, "I'm not sure."

"If he can come to participate in the competition, we may run into him. At that time, I will definitely beat the shit out of him and cry!"

Xiao Maiwen clenched his fist and waved it vigorously.

Lin Yilang smiled, and embraced Maiwen's fragrant shoulders without a trace, "Don't underestimate Mr. Huo, he is the young master of Wangjiang Castle, and a veteran saint king in the seventh heaven of the Holy King Realm, he must not be good deal with."

Mai Wen pouted.

"By the way, do you think my senior brother will come to compete?" Xiao Xiaowen asked.

"If Shen Haojie comes to the Lost Land, I believe he will definitely participate."

Lin Yi still has some understanding of Shen Haojie's character.

"I hope Mr. Huang can find his brother, and don't let him do whatever he wants." Xiao Xiaowen lamented.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's eyes were attracted by a figure in the crowd.

"It's him!"

Lin Yi glanced over and saw a barefoot boy walking alone on the street.It is worth mentioning that on the wrist of the barefoot boy, there is a golden hand plate with a number '655' written on it.

"He actually participated in the high-level competitions in the arena!"

"That is to say, he is a master of the Holy King!"

Lin Yi's heart trembled, and he looked shocked, "Tsk tsk, this guy is really unfathomable. He is obviously a holy king, but he gives me an elusive feeling, very mysterious."

Lin Yi used the way of heaven to find the dragon's eye before, trying to find out the details of the barefoot boy, but not only failed, but was discovered by the barefoot boy.

"Hey, isn't that the mysterious boy I met in the desert before?"

Following Lin Yi's eyes, Xiao Maiwen also found the barefoot boy's hand card, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "He is number 655, Jieti, we will remember this hand number, and we will go to see his match in a year's time." , don’t you know his details?”

Every game in the arena will be broadcast live on the water curtain in the auditorium, and the audience can choose any game they are interested in to watch.

"Hehe, I can't wait any longer." Lin Yi grinned.