Just as he was thinking, a warrior walked in, intending to defend the ring.
Qin Ming didn't hesitate either, and walked to another arena first, and stood in the center.
There is a time limit for this competition. After the time is up, all warriors outside the ring will be eliminated.
Seeing Qin Ming go up, Zhu Lechun and Ran Sibo didn't hesitate and walked to another ring.
Seeing the other warriors, they entered the arena one after another, and soon there were warriors in all ten arenas.
Although occupying the arena, you cannot choose the challenge target, you can only passively accept the challenge.
But defending the ring also has an advantage, you can choose to refuse the warrior's challenge and directly admit defeat.
If you encounter someone you think you can beat, you can try it. If you win, if you stick to one more match, then the defense will be considered a success.
Many of the warriors present have experienced more than one martial arts conference held by the Chen family, and they are very experienced in this.
"I admit defeat!" A warrior with short hair stood in the center of the ring, surrendering calmly.
His opponent was burly, holding a strange weapon in his hand. The weapon was crescent-shaped, like a knife but thinner than a knife, like a sword and curved.
The martial artist's aura was very fierce, and his eyes were cruel, while the short-haired martial artist simply conceded defeat and walked off the ring.
Qin Ming looked at the short-haired warrior, and felt that his strength was not weak, and his martial arts talent definitely reached Tianjiao, and even among Tianjiao, he was definitely not the weakest group.
If he fought against this burly warrior, he might not be unable to win in the end.
The same is Tianjiao, if he admits defeat like this, the audience in the audience will definitely look down on him.
Sure enough, as he walked off the ring, the audience immediately started booing, and many even cursed at the short-haired martial artist.
But the short-haired martial artist didn't care, his eyes were carefully sizing up everyone in the arena, looking for his target.
When the short-haired warrior looked at Qin Ming, Qin Ming also looked at him indifferently.
Seeing the short-haired martial artist's clear eyes, he didn't feel ashamed at all, and his expression was calm and composed.
"He's a strong man!" A smile of approval suddenly appeared on Qin Ming's face.
All Tianjiao here are not simple.
Qin Ming could see that there were quite a few warriors in the past, their strength was not bad, but their brains were not very bright.
But here, these Tianjiao are not only strong in martial arts, but also have their own methods, and they are quite surrendered in their hearts.
Many young people will be burdened by fame, care about other people's eyes, can not care about their own reputation, and there are very few warriors who only care about their own interests.
It sounds simple, but in fact, when I am accused, the psychological pressure I face is not something ordinary people can bear.
This martial artist can bear it, and doesn't seem to care at all, which is really good.
He is very clear about his goal, to enter the top ten and get the chance to enter the Chen Clan Ancestral Temple, not to be competitive.
Because of this, he did not fight recklessly with that burly warrior, because he knew that if he fought recklessly, even if he won, he would be seriously injured.
If anyone present challenges him again, he will not be able to win, and he has no ability to fight again, so he is destined to be eliminated.
Because of this, he came down directly, and then looked for another opportunity.
Facing the accusations and contempt of countless warriors in the audience, he turned a blind eye, knowing that the accusations of these warriors would not do him any harm.