Asura Martial System

The thirty disciples are full of momentum and are full of fighting spirit. Before they started, the fighting spirit collision among the sects has been quite fierce.

The martial arts arena is very wide. Many common people, rich CHILDES and young ladies come to see it. This kind of gathering of major forces is rare.

There was a warm atmosphere in the stands. They were full of expectations for the contest. They were all excited and cheering. They were observing which disciples were worthy of their attention.

"Come on, elders, please."

Zhou Yu warmly invited Mr. Zhang, the leader of the group, to go to the high platform and sit on both sides.

Although he is the direct subordinate of the spirit world leader, his work is just like this, maintaining the clan relationship and development of the fifteen states. Even if he is a strong man in the cave, he still has to greet Liu Changtian and others with a smile.

The leaders of the seven important cities are all the leaders of the spirit world who have chosen and entrusted the important task.

Liu Changtian did not dare to die here. They would not refuse anything they called him.

After the leaders of the 30 cases sat down, hundreds of fully armed guards separated them from the rest of the audience.

The leaders of the thirty sects are smiling. On the surface, they seem to have a good relationship and get along well with each other. They also praise each other's disciples.

But who knows the secret intrigue?

Thirty students stand around the huge training platform and observe each other. Everyone has a confident smile, high morale and strong momentum.

At the moment, the stands were full of people and heated discussions.

"It's said that we can still see the Dabi of Chunyang Palace's disciples this time. It's just after the meeting of the 30th emperor."

"It seems that there are many good plays to watch this year. There are also 30 meetings and the assessment of Chunyang palace disciples."

"I'm really looking forward to those talents from gongxuanjing competing for the qualification quota. It's estimated that it's a hundred times better than the 30 meetings."

They all know the inside story of Dabi through their own information channels. In the past, the recruitment of Chunyang Palace's disciples was held in secret, and they didn't know it at all. But this time, not only the 30 meetings can be watched, but also the examination of Chunyang Palace's disciples can be watched. The greedy city has entered into an unprecedented bustle.

Each sect has a maximum of 15 students and a minimum of seven.

And Shengxu gate just brought enough disciples this time.

Zhao Xin and Ren Wan'er are standing on the high platform of a building, looking at the martial arts training ground, observing the other sects, looking for a girl on the balcony opposite him.

"Is that her?"

Zhao Xin recognized the woman by the window, who was the master of xiaohuolingyao last night.

Snow spirit just teases small fire spirit demon, the mind doesn't seem to be on the big match.

Ren Wan'er also found Zhao Xin's strange, along his eyes to see, see a woman opposite, suddenly face changed.

"What else do you want to do, you big flower radish?"

Ren Wan'er took Zhao Xin's arm and scolded angrily.

"No, I just look."

"How do you know her?"

"I don't know."

"I really doubt that you are not a native of fairyland. She is the person in charge of the assessment of Chunyang Palace's disciples. In disguise, she is the spokesman of Chunyang palace in the secular world."

The spokesman of Chunyang palace?

Zhao Xin read it several times. No wonder it's dangerous to Zhao Xin just from the sense of breath. He turned out to be the spokesman of Chunyang palace. He can't do that position without any strength.

When Zhao Xin was stunned.

Zhou Yu got up, made a few remarks with warm politeness, and announced, "Thirty cases meeting, now!"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole audience was boiling up. Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the challenge arena together. The exciting Dabie was about to start!

"Laozi will be the first to challenge Zhao Xin."

Yang Yi's eyes burst out with a sense of killing, and his figure leaped, lifted and landed on the challenge arena. The moment he landed, the challenge arena swayed, which showed how strong his brute force was!

"Yang Yi, the Tuling sect, challenges Zhao Xin, the disciple of Shengxu sect!"

Yang Yi drinks and points to the group of disciples of Shengxu sect. He can't wait. He wants to trample on Zhao Xin mercilessly in front of the thirty sects. Zhao Xin's eyes are empty, and his expression is still vivid.

A middle-aged bodyguard captain acted as a referee. When he heard the word Zhao Xin, he looked at the name list of his disciples and found that there was no such name as Zhao Xin.

"This disciple of Tuling sect, are you mistaken? There is no such name as Zhao Xin among the competitors of Shengxu sect."

"Yes, Zhao Xin is the contestant of Chunyang palace disciple examination, but he is still a disciple of Shengxu gate, and he can still accept my challenge."

Yang Yi scoffed with disdain: "is it difficult to have the courage to take part in the Chunyang palace disciple examination and not have the courage to accept my challenge?"

The audience in the stands laughed when they heard Yang Yi's words.

"The first scene was so interesting."

"The disciples of tulingmen dare to challenge the contestants who can take part in the examination of Chunyang palace disciples. Are they not afraid of being abused?"

"Cut, what abuse? I heard that none of the two disciples who participated in the examination of Chunyang palace disciples in Shengxu gate was gong xuanjing, and the man named Zhao Xin was just a four story ningdan and a weak chicken."

"I'm so weak. Do you want to take part in the examination of Chunyang palace disciples? Not afraid to be killed? "

"Ha ha ha..."

"Maybe they're just looking for death? Ha ha ha... "

There was a laugh in the stands.

Yang Yi looked contemptuously at Zhao Xin's position not far away and put up his middle finger.

Chiguoguo doesn't pay attention to Shengxu gate.

Lu Wuyan saw this scene directly angry, take xuanpaodan, strength soared, gongxuan a layer, jump to the challenge arena.

"I can be your opponent!"

Lu Wuyan stepped forward two steps, the momentum is blazing, the power of xuanpao Dan is pouring into the Dantian, a force is erupting.

There is a cold light on the long sword around the waist. It seems that I have felt the strong fighting spirit of the master.

"It's up to you. If you can't beat me, I'll lose this fight."

Yang Yi looks at Lu Wuyan with confidence and disdain.

They nodded to the referee.

The referee came forward and said, "duel is the main thing. Don't hurt your life."

The voice dropped.

Their fighting spirit soared.

Yang Yi's whole body was full of earthy yellow Xuanqi, and he said in a deep voice: "Yang Yi, Gong Xuanyi, go up!"

Lu Wuyan didn't show his weakness either. His sword came out of its sheath, and Ling Rui's sword Qi soared to the sky. He said in a deep voice: "Lu Wuyan, Gong Xuan, go up!"

Two heavy drinks spread in the arena.

The mood of the audience was completely aroused by the two.

Lu Wuyan takes the lead in making the move, and his sword spirit is surging, creating a large sword shadow, blocking Yang Yi's advance and retreat.

Yang Yi is not a bit flustered, the corner of his mouth outlines a sneer of disdain.

"First move!"

"Earth Spirit pressure body!"

Bang!

Two palms regret ground, Xuan Qi explodes gush, originally the speed quick Lu Wuyan suddenly speed explodes to reduce.

When Lu Wuyan was surprised.

Yang Yi takes advantage of the situation and avoids the shadow of the sword.

"Second move."

"Blood sand hidden arrow!"

In a moment, the arena turned into yellow sand. A piece of yellow sand was shaken up by the air of the palm. Yang Yi's eyes were grim and his palms were pushed out.

Brush brush brush——

The shocky yellow sand curtain flew out a large area of sand arrows and attacked Lu Wuyan.

Lu Wuyan's pupil suddenly shrinks, the secret way is not good!