The System Has Just Awakened: Sword God Comes To Challenge

Everyone was surprised, but some people thought about it again, maybe Pang Ban was afraid of losing both sides in the fight, and let others take advantage of it for nothing, so he didn't want to get the number 2.

However, now that the dust has settled, even a powerful and domineering person like Pang Ban can only endure it.

The life-chasing judge said to Pang Ban: "The national teacher does not need to worry, even if he loses for a while, he still has two chances."

In Tianbo City's competition system, as long as you win three times, you can advance, but if you lose twice, you will be out.

However, if he was killed by a sword, he would only be completely defeated.

Outside the arena, the spectators have been waiting impatiently for a long time. Although it is free to enter Tianbo City, it costs a lot of food, clothing, housing and transportation here.

What's more, if you want an audience seat, you have to pay for it. The richer your financial resources, the closer you can be to the front.

Generally, the seats in the first row are all the heads of the various sects, with their own closed disciples.

After all, those who can compete here are the leaders of Martial Forest from various countries. Watching their decisive victory can quickly understand martial arts and increase knowledge.

Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, Diancang, Huashan, Hainan and other sect leaders13 or Elder have already taken their seats and waited patiently.

Next to each of them is a small tea table, on which tea is served, and a small copper incense burner, which looks different.

Master Xuanci of Shaolin clasped his palms together, recited the Buddha's name, and said to the little monk Xu Zhu beside him: "Xu Zhu, this time the competition of all nations, you have to observe carefully and experience it carefully."

Xu Zhu nodded repeatedly, although his talent is dull, but he is willing to work hard, which makes Xuanci have a good impression of him.

Song Yuanqiao of Wudang Sect seemed downcast, originally Zhang Sanfeng sent him to Tianbo City to represent Wudang to participate in the observation of the hegemony among the nations.

He became selfish for a while, and brought his son Song Qingshu. Who knows, Song Qingshu didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and offended Chu Qi rashly, forcing him to abolish Song Qingshu's martial arts.

Looking at the surrounding sects with their direct disciples, trying to pass the competitions of Practitioners from various countries, comprehend martial arts, and improve their Cultivation Base Realm, but their own son Song Qingshu has become a useless person, Song Yuanqiao felt as pained as a knife.

At this moment, the judge of the Tianbo City Book Office took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "The Contest of Nations is officially starting now. In the first round, ten human-level Practitioners will compete with each other according to their numbers."

When they heard that the human-level Practitioners were the first to appear, everyone immediately showed a lack of interest. You must know that the Daoist-level Practitioners are at most top-notch. Even if individual martial arts are outstanding, they are limited by the Realm, so there is not much to watch .

However, Master Xuanci warned Xu Zhu who was beside him: "Even a human-level Practitioner has merits, so don't be arrogant."

Xu Zhu nodded quickly, and said to Master Xuanci: "Master, I understand."

While speaking, the Tianbo City Book Office led a well-dressed young man into the venue.

The young man is bright-eyed, vigorous and simple, holding a three-foot-long iron piece in his hand, and the corners of his sharp mouth are raised.

"Who is this, actually holding a piece of iron as a weapon?"

"Although the Practitioners in the human list and Realm are not as good-looking as the Practitioners in the top list, at least we must respect those of us who bought tickets to come in."

Seeing that what the young man was holding was nothing more than a piece of iron, and the hilt was nailed together by two pieces of cork, many Practitioners in the auditorium felt that they had been insulted and yelled back their tickets.

And the young man was not annoyed, he just folded his arms and looked very indifferent.

At this time, in the gatehouse of the Urn City at the venue.

This place happens to overlook the competition venue, but it is a good seat for spectators. Practitioners who have not started the competition can watch other people compete here.

Some like-minded people even communicate with each other about the level of the contestants.

However, there are a few people who are particularly lonely and isolated.

These few people are exactly what everyone is looking forward to, the strong ones in the heaven list, they are just the finale, and now they can only watch other people's competition.

Chu Xiao glanced at the young people standing in the venue, raised the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "Interesting."

Dongfang Bubai asked curiously: "Why do you find it interesting? Do you think there is something wrong with his sword?"

Chu Xiao patted Dongfang Bubai's hand lightly, and then said to her: "There is no problem with the sword. A person who dares to use iron pieces as a weapon shows that he is sure of his own strength. I mean, he faintly exudes Sword intent."

Yaoyue narrowed her eyes lightly, and said: "From him, I feel a breath of a beast, an extremely pure atmosphere.

Chu Xiao nodded slightly, wondering who would be able to fight against such an interesting person?

At this time, the Tianbo City Book Office took out a scroll, opened it and said loudly: "Practitioner Ah Fei, first-class middle stage strength, good at using swords, number 12."

"hooligan?"

Chu Xiao raised his brows lightly. He heard about this Ah Fei from Li Xun Huan, and according to him, he was his lifelong friend.

Next, the Tianbo City Book Office said: "Battle, Practitioner Chu Changsheng, first-class peak Realm, good at using swords, Lu code 13.

Chu Xiao and the others were slightly taken aback, they didn't expect that it was Chu Changsheng who was fighting A Fei.

However, for Xue Qianxun and others, Chu Changsheng's strength is very clear.

As the leader of the Chu family, Chu Changsheng has already comprehended the Sword intent from Chu Qi, and created the own sword power, 483 Sword in the Snow.

Xue Qianxun couldn't help but smiled and said: "Chu Changsheng's luck is not bad, so it seems that he should win easily.

But when the Pau City Book Office's voice fell that day, they saw Chu Changsheng, who was wearing a blue gown and holding a sword behind him, slowly falling from the midair like a roc bird.

The heads of the various sects and the Elder in the stands couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

"Good Qinggong."

Master Xuanci's snowy eyebrows trembled, and he said in praise.

Xu Zhu looked at Chu Changsheng who was standing upright in the venue with a straight figure, he also praised him in his heart.

As the leader of Beggar Sect, Qiao Feng was both an audience and a participating practitioner, he clapped his hands and applauded: "As expected of Brother Chu's disciple, the handsome Qinggong.

"This is the sect of the sword fairy Chu Qi, and it is really extraordinary."

"It's like flying into the sky."

"What is this called A Fei, I will definitely lose."

"with no doubt."

"One pays ten, I'm afraid no one will beat Ah Fei."

Just when the audience ridiculed one after another, even Chu Changsheng was convinced that he would win without a doubt.

Chu Xiao's voice came from above the gate of the urn city.

"Chu Changsheng, I have ordered you to use the power of ten successes, but remember not to hold back."

Chu Xiao's words pierced into Chu Changsheng's ears, making him slightly taken aback. .