Supreme Swordsman

Chapter 670 Between the Sea of ​​Clouds, Daoist Conference

Above Daoling Tianzong, the peaks are not too big, it seems that it is not so easy to accommodate so many people to compete.

Bai Le was still a little curious about how Ling Tianzong would deal with it.

However, when the Daomen Conference was really opened, they were still stunned by Dao Ling Tianzong's generous skills.

When he was in the Guanghan Tiangong, Bai Le had seen the Yunhai Fairy Bridge. Only on the night of the full moon can people step into the Tiangong.

Now in Dao Ling Tianzong, Bai Le saw similar handwriting again.

In the sky between Yingke Peak, Huayun Peak, Xianmiao Peak, and the three peaks, a fairyland-like martial arts arena was erected with the sea of ​​clouds. It is composed of a sea of ​​clouds, and there are also rainbows and rays of light shrouded in it during the period, which is magnificent.

Only at this moment did Bai Le really feel the background of Dao Ling Tianzong, the number one Tianzong in the world, it was really amazing.

Today's pre-selection for the Dao Sect General Assembly, the number of people participating alone is as many as thousands, and ten arenas are set up at the same time above the sea of ​​clouds. Not an easy task.

Of course, at the beginning of Dabi, the disciples of this sect would not meet each other.

In fact, according to the scope of the sea of ​​clouds today, let alone ten arenas, even a hundred seats are enough. However, the Daoist Conference gathers all the Daoist geniuses in the world, even if it is only the initial preliminary selection. It is extremely exciting, and naturally it is impossible to be so perfunctory.

What's more, in the competition of the Dao Sect Assembly, there must be elders from the Star Sea Realm to sit in charge. One is to judge the victory or defeat, and the other is to prevent the two sides from being unable to hold back and leading to the tragedy of death.

Of course, in this way, these elders who are responsible for supervising the competition also have a lot of authority. Whether it is a certain degree of inclination, or the selection of candidates for each competition, these elders themselves have a lot of autonomy.

Moreover, without exception, these elders are all members of Dao Ling Tianzong.

Just based on this point, it is enough to see the transcendent status of Dao Ling Tianzong.

One Xinghai ancestor is enough to support an earth-level sect, but in Daoling Tianzong, ten Xinghai ancestors can be found casually to sit in the competition.

You know, these are not all masters of Dao Ling Tianzong.

Everyone will draw lots to determine the ring they are assigned to, as well as the order of the battle and the opponent.

Obviously, Bai Le didn't seem to be very lucky this time.

The ring number is No. [-], and the most important thing is that the Tao Ling Tianzong elder who supervises this ring is surnamed Zhao, Zhao Rui's Zhao.

And Bai Le also got the first lottery, that is to say, he will be the first to compete on stage when the Dao Sect Conference starts.

Being the first to appear on the stage will certainly attract more people's attention, but it is also bound to bring greater pressure, and there will be fewer opportunities to observe other people's strength and preparation.

With his eyelids twitching slightly, Bai Le put aside other messy thoughts, and calmly stepped onto the ring first.

Bowing slightly, he saluted the elder Zhao who was in charge first, and Bai Le said calmly, "Daqian Dynasty, Bai Le, have met Elder Zhao!"

When Bai Le fought Ding Kun before, he claimed to be Bai Le from Qingzhou, but now that he is in the ring and participating in the Daomen Conference, he can only come as the Daqian Dynasty.

At the same time, Lu Can also jumped onto the ring and saluted as well.

"Xianyou Sword Palace true disciple, Lu Can!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

If it could be attributed to bad luck before, then when Bai Le's opponent was selected, Bai Le knew very well that it was definitely not a matter of luck, but someone's deliberate manipulation.

Lu Can, the true disciple of Xianyou Sword Palace!
Just relying on this identity, it already shows the strength of the opponent.

In fact, according to the general default rules, this kind of Tianzong disciples will be assigned an unknown opponent in the first round, so as to ensure that those truly outstanding talents will not be eliminated prematurely.

After all, for the true disciples of Xianyou Sword Palace, participating in the preliminaries is just a formality. As long as you are not particularly unlucky, it is definitely not difficult to step into the ranks of the hundred.

If it weren't for the battle between Bai Le and Ding Kun, such a row would still be in the past, but now that Bai Le's defeat of Ding Kun has made the world famous, it is no longer unknown, even if it is drawn by lottery, the responsible Elders usually make adjustments as well.

However, the other party just let Bai Le and Lu Can face each other directly, and they were arranged for the first match!
This alone has attracted almost everyone's attention.

There are ten arenas, but in this round of competitions, there is absolutely no competition with Bai Le and Lu Can that attracts more attention.

Not to mention Bai Le himself, even outsiders could smell something different from it.

This clearly targeted Bai Le.

Although Lu Can is not considered an outstanding person in Xianyou Sword Palace, he is still a true disciple after all. Among the true disciples of the three major heavenly sects, which one is a soft persimmon?
"Old man Zhao Jingchang is in charge of the pre-selection competition for the No. [-] ring. During the competition, defensive magic weapons are not allowed, and no fatalities are allowed. Anyone who falls out of the range of the ring will be judged to be a loser! Do you understand?"

Looking at Bai Le and Lu Can indifferently, Zhao Jingchang slowly repeated the rules of the competition.

"Yes!"

Clasping their fists slightly, Bai Le and Lu Can replied at the same time.

Regardless of whether Zhao Jingchang deliberately played tricks or not, once he got into the ring, he would have no room to argue and could only fight his way through.

It's just that for Zhao Rui, Bai Le's heart is a little more murderous.

Repeated provocations, and even the use of this method, I am afraid that it is definitely not explained by just a little contradiction.

"I've heard of your name, and you have some strength. There is still hope for breaking into the top [-]... It's a pity, bad luck."

Compared to Bai Le, Lu Can was obviously much more relaxed, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he spoke leisurely.

Unlike Bai Le, the first match was to compete with Bai Le. In private, Zhao Rui got through with him and got his consent before making the decision.

Of course, Zhao Rui paid a heavy price for this.

Although Lu Can didn't know why Zhao Rui targeted Bai Le so much, he still didn't care. As a true disciple of Xianyou Sword Palace, he never took Bai Le seriously, even if he heard about Bai Le The matter of defeating Ding Kun also failed to move him in the slightest.

Whether it's Bai Le or Ding Kun, it's enough to show off in the local area, but in this Dao sect conference, it doesn't make any difference when facing him, it's good enough to lose without looking so ugly.

"Luck..." With a hint of mockery in his eyes, Bai Le said calmly, "No matter how lucky you are, you can't beat the sword in your hand!"

"Brother Lu, please!"

(End of this chapter)