Chapter 609

A crowd of lords competes for the throne, and a hundred ships compete for the top.

After Bixia Villa Master's words fell, young talents stood up on and off the stage.

Many people have been preparing for today's battle for a long time, and at this time they all challenged their opponents.

Although the discussion of martial arts at the grand meeting is not as strict as the rules of the sect competition, there are some unwritten rules.

The young juniors present are actually divided into three, six, and nine classes. The first class is naturally the children of various forces on the high platform. They can follow the elders, and naturally all of them are very good. The ten talents are the best among them By.

The second- and third-class young talents come from the square, and they must compete with each other, and the person who wins the most recognition is eligible to stand on the high platform and challenge the superiors.

Of course, occasionally young people on the high platform will take the initiative to attack, and most of them will attack their competitors on the same high platform.

At the end of each round of sparring, there will only be one winner. As long as the winner is recognized by the majority of people, he can take the ancient tea and drink it all in one gulp.

There are no clear rules, and whether you can win to the end depends entirely on your own strength and charm.

Seeing that there are so many young talents eager to challenge, even the disciples of the immortal sects on the stage stood up, and couldn't help smiling freely.

"Don't worry, everyone. Since everyone is so enthusiastic this year, let's make a small rule. Whoever grabs this token first in each round can challenge anyone directly, and that person must accept the challenge."

"After the challenger wins, he becomes the challenged person. Others can challenge him three times, but it must be determined according to the opponent's situation. I believe that after three times, everyone will have their own judgment. It is clear at a glance whether they are qualified to drink ancient tea."

The owner of Bixia Villa took out a token and waved it in his hand, becoming the focus of the audience.

"The snatching of the token must stop. If anyone has already got the token, the others must stop and must not attack, otherwise they will lose their qualifications."

"Now, you can make a move."

As he said, he flicked his fingers lightly, and the token made a crisp sound, turned into a stream of light, and flew straight to the sky between the high platform and the square.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A large group of monks reacted one after another and soared into the sky.

"I want to be the first person to challenge in this Ascension Fair!"

"This order is mine, no one can snatch it!"

A large group of people chased the token, including several Xianzong disciples on the high platform participated in it.

They competed to see who was faster and whose escapism skills were stronger, but as long as someone approached the token first, they would be attacked by others.

In this case, who can grab the token is enough to show that the strength is not simple.

Because it was the first time to compete, the monks in the square were very enthusiastic, and they all wanted to be the first to make a move, so as to impress everyone present.

The young talents on the high platform, especially the top ten talents, behaved very calmly. They just watched with cold eyes, as if the competition for tokens was just a farce.

Gu Chen poured himself a drink, did not raise his head to look at other people, took one glass after another, never leaving his hand.

People who didn't know him thought he was a drunkard.

"I won!"

A young monk, Ti Yun, stepped down and snatched the token from the siege of more than a dozen people, and the others could only retreat unwillingly.

"Who do you want to challenge?"

The owner of Bixia Village smiled and asked the young monk.

The young monk's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and he pointed to the high platform vigorously.

"Taishang Jianzong's high-ranking fellow Daoist Jiangao, I've heard about your sword skills for a long time, please don't hesitate to teach me!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he invited Gao Mingjian, one of the top ten talents, to fight, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

"There are always people who don't know how to live or die and want to become famous by challenging Tianjiao, hehe."

"That's not necessarily the case, this person's skill just now is really good, maybe he can compete with Gao Mingjian."

Many monks were discussing and looking at Gao Mingjian sitting on the high platform.

Gao Mingjian sat among the group of Taishang Jianzong, holding the sword in his hand, with a face as calm as water.

"Let's make a move."

He said indifferently, without even standing up.

The young monk looked annoyed when he saw this, and with a cold snort, he shook his sleeves and unsheathed his long swords one after another, wandering into the void.

He was actually good at sword arrays, he summoned three hundred and sixty flying swords in the blink of an eye, formed a powerful sword array with a thought, and charged towards Gao Mingjian on the stage!

The movement of the sword array was astonishing, and the sword energy was so powerful that the square screamed again and again.

This person really has real skills, no wonder he dared to challenge Gao Mingjian.

As the same sword cultivator, the opponent's desire to challenge the number one sword cultivator of his generation is more understandable.

Gao Mingjian watched the sword formation swaying towards him, and he didn't dodge or dodge. He didn't gently pull out the sword in his arms until the sword formation was less than ten feet away from him.

A flash of sword light seemed to illuminate the entire world in an instant. Most people didn't see the trajectory of the sword clearly, and saw three hundred and sixty flying swords bursting together, and the challenging young monk let out a wow Spitting out blood, the person fell onto the square, covered in cuts and bruises!

silence!

All the monks in the audience were shocked, they never expected that the gap between the young monk and Gao Mingjian was so big!

Tianjiao deserves to be called Tianjiao, he defeated a formidable challenger without even standing up!

This awakened many monks who originally wanted to challenge the great talents. Those ten people were standing at the pinnacle of the young generation in the Fairy Continent, and they wanted to be their enemies. What's worse, it's just a mass of mud under your feet!

With one strike of Gao Mingjian's sword, all masters from all walks of life were suppressed, and no one in the square dared to challenge him.

At this time, Zhang Xi of Tai Chi Immortal Sect stood up on the high platform, and smiled gently. "People in the world often say that Fellow Daoist Gao's sword is the most destructive among all the geniuses, but I am the most defensive."

"I don't know who will win when Gao Daoyou's sword meets my innate gossip?"

After his words fell, the audience was excited, and even the leaders of the Thirteen Immortal Sects all looked sideways at him.

So is there a Tianjiao going to fight soon?

Taishang Jianzong's swordsmanship has always been strong, and Taiji Xianzong's defense is also famous, who is stronger between the two, and the two schools have been in constant disputes since ancient times.

Zhang Xi's challenge to Gao Mingjian is not only a contest between peers, but also a battle of ethics!

"Very good, I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."

Under Zhang Xi's pressure, Gao Mingjian finally stood up, and the two fought high into the sky, launching an amazing contest.

Gao Mingjian's swordsmanship is superb, while Zhang Xi is wearing a gossip map. One of them moves like a wind and thunder, and the other responds to all changes with the same. The battle is very exciting.

The audience cheered again and again, most of the eyes were on the battle between the two, but Gu Chen just sat in his seat and kept drinking.