The First Bastard Emperor of All Ages

The rules of Pingnan martial arts association are very simple. All martial arts practitioners present draw lots. The bamboo sticks are divided into black and red, with 99 numbers on them.

Draw two people of the same number and different colors to fight in the challenge arena respectively, and the winner will be promoted. Then the practitioners continue to draw lots to fight, and finally choose the top ten.

This is a round.

The confrontation at wumaijing level will last for three rounds.

At the end of the three rounds, 30 practitioners of the martial arts realm will fight in chaos. If they win the top three in the decisive battle, they will receive the rewards jointly selected by each family, or they can choose the rewards they want.

When the confrontation at the level of Wumai territory is over, draw lots at the level of visualizing territory, and the rules are the same as that of Wumai territory.

The two levels of fighting are three rounds, and the rules are very simple. As long as you fall outside the challenge arena, you will lose even if you surrender.

Don't kill, but it doesn't matter if you kill with the wrong hand. No one can say if you have no eyes.

As for age, cultivation is not required, as long as it is at the corresponding level, in order to give everyone a chance to show.

Of course, this is not fair to many people.

If you are unlucky to meet a practitioner whose cultivation is several times higher than yourself, there will be no hope directly.

But the world is unfair. All strength is respected, and others are floating clouds.

After the six rounds, it is the challenge that everyone is most looking forward to, a real undifferentiated and unrestricted battle!

Everyone can challenge the four, of course, the three seven temples.

However, no one has done so over the years, because the three seven temples do not give much reward, and real talents will not come, and they do not have much sense of superiority when they are defeated.

When the challenge is over, it is the battle of the venerable level in the yuan spiritual realm. Most people are not interested in this final finale. It is not that they don't like watching the venerable fight, but that they fight too fast, beyond their cognition and can't understand it at all.

Ye Qiu yawned while listening to these rules, threw away the chewed apple core, took out a banana and peeled it. Many people around him looked black.

Everyone in the audience was excited and nervous.

Only this guy has a lazy face and free time to eat fruit. It's hopeless!

"Speaking of it, young master, why are you crazy about eating fruit recently?" Ye MingEn chuckled aside and lifted his legs to take away the apple core he had just almost hit himself.

These days, ye MingEn noticed that ye Qiu never leaves his mouth without apples, bananas and oranges. Even if he doesn't forget to eat two mouthfuls, he doesn't remember ye Qiu's previous habit.

"In recent days, my stomach is uncomfortable. I have fruit to defecate. Would you like one?"

Ye MingEn rolled his eyes. I believe you, ghost!

The delicacies you eat every day are enough for normal people to eat for half a life. Will you have gastrointestinal discomfort?

But ye Qiu didn't want to say, so he didn't ask much.

"That's probably the rule, just like in previous years."

Meng Zongping finally finished all the rules, smiled at the audience and said, "then next, I won't talk more nonsense. Pingnan Martial Arts Association will officially begin!"

When Meng Zongping's voice fell, countless fireworks burst into the sky from all directions. Although it was broad daylight, the fireworks gathered by all kinds of brilliance were still dazzling.

However, no one paid attention to the fireworks. Everyone stared at the bamboo slips falling in the fireworks.

There are 198 bamboo slips in total, 99 in red and 99 in black. If you grab them, you will have the opportunity to participate in the battle.

Three rounds of opportunity snatching cannot be repeated.

However, the Pingnan martial arts association has gathered people from the whole city. This proportion is too small for many people to grab.

However, it doesn't matter. The next challenge can prove itself, but one chance is missing.

Luck is often a part of strength.

Pingnan wuhui will perfectly implement this sentence.

Whew, whew, whew!

When the bamboo slips were about to fall, countless figures jumped up and grabbed the bamboo slips in the air. Almost instantly, the practitioners who fought were all excited and cheering, but most of them sighed because they didn't get it.

People from the four families, three sects and seven halls also rushed up and robbed one after another. This opportunity still needs to be obtained. It's a chance to show it to the disciples.

The Ye family robbed two pieces.

"Those who snatch the bamboo stick, look at their numbers, fight in the corresponding challenge arena in turn, and start now."

Meng Zongping said, "I wish you good luck."

When Meng Zongping's voice fell, hundreds of figures rushed out of the crowd and directly landed on the challenge arena. After bowing hands to each other, they directly began to fight. The magnificent sense of war ignited in the time field, and countless people began to roar and shout.

There is no need to find another referee at all. Countless pairs of eyes are watching and no one can run away.

Ye MingEn took out the two bamboo sticks he had grabbed and sent them to Ye Qiu. He asked, "No. 7, No. 72, young master, which one do you choose?"

The three families and three people from the seven halls looked at Ye Qiu. Is this guy going to play in the first round?

This is really unexpected.

I thought he would pretend to refuse, or he didn't want to participate at all. After all, he regarded himself as the owner of the Ye family and just wanted to escape.

Ye Qiu didn't even look at it. She picked up a 72 bamboo stick, stood up and stretched. She said, "this simple competition is really not interesting, but it's good to move your muscles and bones."

People around turned their eyes and saw arrogant people, but it was the first time to see such arrogant people!

What strength do you have in mind?

"He seems to take No. 72, and his opponent is... Lin Jiaqin!"

There were sharp eyed people around. They immediately exclaimed. They saw that ye Qiu ignored the people and walked slowly to challenge arena 72. There was a young man waiting quietly. It was Lin Qin of the Lin family.

Lin Jiaqin is Lin Jiaqian's younger brother and the son of Lin Baifeng's family leader. He is several years younger than Lin Jiaqian, but his cultivation has reached the sixth level of Wu pulse realm, and his talent is still medium.

When he saw Ye Qiu coming towards him, Lin Qin's eyes lit up.

"He's really unlucky."

When Lin Baifeng saw this scene, he smiled. Unexpectedly, he met his family in the first scene and nodded to the Lin Qin dark.

Although Ye Qiu is a waste wood, he has a lot of treasures. Ordinary people can't kill him easily.

Lin Baifeng didn't expect the little son to kill Ye Qiu, but he should have no problem cleaning him up.

His frantic appearance is really annoying!

Lin Jiaqin got Lin Baifeng's approval, and a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"My father is thinking of killing him openly. If I help my father kill him, won't I solve a big problem for my father? Since the sky is falling on me, I have no reason not to take it! "

The Lin family Qin dark thought to himself, looked at Ye Qiu and sneered, "boy, you're finished if you fall into my hand."