A washed-up martial arts master reborn thirty years ago

It ended with the speech of the spectator on the high platform.

The finals have begun.

The content of the competition system is simply a two-two battle.

Everyone plays against everyone else, winning gets one point, losing zero points, and is ultimately ranked based on points.

This,

It also means that this is definitely a collision of hard power!

Yang Qingyun took a deep breath.

Suppress your restless mind.

Although he didn't know much about the specific situation of the elite outer disciples, such as how many there were and what benefits they enjoyed.

But its authority plays an extremely important role in breaking through to practicing Zang.

Therefore, Yang Qingyun will definitely try his best to fight for it.

"Although it is not easy, I am bound to get into the top ten!"

A firm look flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the corner of his eye casually glanced at the people around him.

The general information about these fellow disciples was in his mind, which caused a lot of pressure in Yang Qingyun's heart.

Those who can stand here are definitely the elites among the thousands of elite disciples of Changchun Temple!

Eighteen of the twenty people are in Zang training realm!

Only Yang Qingyun and another disciple named Chen Qing are at the peak of the blood exchange realm.

The realm of the two of them is at the bottom among these twenty people!

Although the fellow sect named Chen Qing was at the peak of blood exchange, Yang Qingyun had no intention of looking down on him at all.

because,

Up until today's competition, the number of disciples in the Changchun Guanlian Zang Realm has increased from a dozen a year ago to more than twenty today!

Not only did he eliminate his fellow disciples who had been in Zang training realm,

The opponent must also have jumped up to the challenge and defeated his fellow disciples who have practiced the Zang Realm to be able to stand here!

Yang Qingyun's peripheral vision continued to scan.

When he saw a certain thin figure, his eyes paused. Perhaps because he kept his gaze for a long time, the other person seemed to feel something and looked towards Yang Qingyun.

Quick Jian Ningque!

In the previous small competition, the opponent who left a deep impression on himself!

At this time, his realm has also been upgraded from the previous peak of the blood exchange realm to the visceral training realm!

Seeing Yang Qingyun,

Kuai Jian Ningque seemed a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that Yang Qingyun could reach this point and stand here.

He nodded to Yang Qingyun.

But the fighting spirit in his eyes,

There is no covering up or hiding at all.

at the same time,

On the high platform,

The steward referee completed the drawing and ranking of them.

Yang Qingyun's mind returned to the high platform, and he wrote down his own number 13, and also wrote down the numbers of others.

My mind is thinking rapidly,

According to the competition system,

So the person he will face in the first battle next is Chen Qing, No. 3?

It's him?

Yang Qingyun's heart moved slightly,

Looking in the direction of Chen Qing,

It happened that the other party's eyes were also looking over, and when they met, they were both clear.

But at this time,

The first battle of the finals also began.

"The first battle, No. 1 vs. No. 10!"

As the butler referee shouted, Yang Qingyun's eyes also moved to the ring.

The two sides in the first battle were a disciple named Shan Landu who was at the peak of the Zang Realm in the early stages of training, and Guo Yongan who was in the middle stage of the Zang Realm.

Yang Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly.

That Shan Lan was nothing, but Guo Yongan's words made me somewhat impressed.

Before the competition,

It is said that Du Feilong once made a bold statement that he would definitely defeat Guo Yongan in the selection competition!

There seemed to be something going on between the two of them.

So in the beginning,

Du Feilong's goal is Guo Yongan.

In Du Feilong's eyes, he, Yang Qingyun, was just a pebble he was ready to kick away on his way to the finals!

What Du Feilong never expected was that,

Kicked on the iron plate,

Turn over directly,

I couldn’t even get a ticket for the finals.

Many thoughts flashed through Yang Qingyun's mind.

At this time, the battle also began to break out on the field. Both Shan Landu and Guo Yongan used their respective specialties and fought fiercely with each other.

The sound of collision was like the roar of thunder, one after another, and the energy visible to the naked eye exploded in the field.

The battle between two people,

Extremely intense.

The ground of the arena shook violently at this moment.

Those powerful methods made the people watching below exclaim in surprise and admiration from time to time.

And Yang Qingyun's eyes flickered, and he saw every move made by the two of them.

At the same time, he was simulating in his mind how he should act if he were on the field.

In the midst of a fierce confrontation,

The two exchanged hundreds of moves,

Guo Yongan relied on his superiority in realm to suppress Shan Landu and retreated steadily.

Seeing that this arena battle is hopeless,

In order to preserve his strength, Shan Landu finally surrendered.

Although the final result is this,

However, the exciting battle between the two still made everyone present talk and have endless aftertaste. It is said that it is a battle among the top twenty beings. The strength of any one of them is better than that of some famous people in the outside world. The veteran of many years is getting stronger!

"This final round also requires a certain strategy."

Seeing Shan Landu admit defeat so neatly, Yang Qingyun also had a vague feeling and said secretly in his heart.

Because everyone has to fight with everyone else.

So everyone’s number of battles is nineteen,

This is considered a protracted battle.

Therefore, it is particularly important to maintain strength and condition.

After confirming that there is no hope of a comeback, decisively admitting defeat and restoring energy in advance to deal with the next game will undoubtedly have greater benefits!

Yang Qingyun felt a little weighed up in his heart.

"Yes, if you are facing an opponent like Ouyang Qing, fighting to the end and fighting to the death will be exciting, but it will not do you any good in gaining ranking."

"In this case, it means that the number one ranking may not be able to get 1, and it may not necessarily have 0 points."

While thinking,

The second game also started.

Yang Qingyun was determined,

He once again devoted himself to watching the battle.

And this battle,

The two people on the field are both in the early stages of Zang training, and their strength is not much different.

Also because of this,

Neither of them is convinced by the other.

As a result, they fought five hundred moves before finally deciding the winner.

It's just that there is not much joy on the face of the winner, but it is vaguely ugly.

Because in this field,

Although he defeated his opponent, he also suffered some injuries and all his trump cards were exposed.

What a loss!

The next battle will probably be difficult.

However, in comparison, Yang Qingyun was in a good mood.

"That's good. In such a fierce battle, not only will it be beneficial to my intelligence collection, but their fighting methods will also be useful for me to learn from!"

And also at this time,

On the high platform, the voice of the referee fell.

"The third game, No. 3 vs. No. 13!"

It's my turn!

Calm your mind.

Yang Qingyun's figure jumped up and fell into the ring.

not far away,

Chen Qing's figure was also standing opposite.