"The Holy Alliance wants to know the top ten positions in the outer door. Don't worry, I won't let them get what they want."
Zi Feng smiled coldly.
"Qi Xuan is here!"
While Zifeng was talking with Li Jianxing, Li Qingxuan and others, a group of participating men and women walked into the competition with a smile.
The faces of these people did not show anxiety before the game, as if the game had confirmed the result.
"Qi Shaolong!"
Zi Feng saw that beside Qi Xuan, there was a young man who was proud of the spring breeze, Qi Shaolong!
After Qi Shaolong returned to the Spirit Sword Sect, he broke through this realm. He chose to join the Holy Alliance for the first time and was favored by fewer patriarchs.
I saw Qi Shaolong, Zifeng and Tie Dan all showing angry fire.
"Don't worry, Tiedan, he will pay the price!"
Zi Feng said coldly.
In this tournament, apart from winning the championship, Zifeng's second goal is to find Shao Long's blood.
"Qi Xuan has achieved double victories in martial arts. He is finished. He will definitely win the first place in this tournament."
"I heard that Yuanjia is not weak. This is already a heavy military field."
"Yes, there are other soldiers from the Holy Alliance. They are basically in Xuanwu's nine-fold territory."
"The appearance of the land of origin is so timely that it directly promoted more than half of the martial arts domain outside the city gate to seven or eight domains.
Many soldiers saw and heard Yuan Jia, Qi and others were under tremendous pressure.
Especially Qi Xuan and Wen Yuanjia are already in a dual situation of land and weapons. They just exist as gods outside the door.
According to the rules of the Spirit Sword School, after breaking through the martial arts ground, you must complete the test task of the inner door before you can enter the inner door, and you must not stay at the outer door. Therefore, this should be the last qualifying match between Wen Yuanjia and Qi Xuan.
Prior to this, Qi Xuan and Wen Yuanjia had ranked first and second in the outer door for three consecutive years.
At this time, Jibei climbed onto the high platform and shouted with both arms: "The next game is a ranking game for the outer disciples."
"The rules are simple. They are divided into two stages, one is the knockout stage and the other is the points stage."
"The knockout is divided into ten battlefields. Of the ten battlefields, the one with the highest score enters the scoring battle."
If you beat your opponent in the knockout round, you will get half of the points.
"After entering the division, we will fight each other in turns. After a round of battle, we will rank the outer disciples according to the total number of points."
"Now all the disciples who are going to participate in the outer qualifiers, come to me, draw the battlefield and the number plate."
After Jibei came to power, he briefly introduced the rules of the game.
Then, people who participated in the battle flocked to northern Hebei.
"Zifeng, let's go too."
Li Qingxuan said to Zifeng.
Practitioners are very excited. Although He Wen Yuanjia, Qi and others won the top three in this qualifier, many boxers still want to enter the top ten.
"Tiedan, wait for me here."
Zi Feng said with a cold face, and followed Li Qingxuan, Li Ji'anxing and others towards Jibei.
Zifeng is in a bad mood today, especially when he sees Qi. Zifeng remembered Qi's ugly face after he poisoned Zifeng that night.
Soon, the soldiers left after drawing the number plates.
Li Jianxing, Battlefield 5, 89.
Li Qingxuan, "Battlefield 6", episode 21.
"Zifeng, what battlefield are you?" Li Jianxing and Li Qingxuan were particularly concerned about this.
After all, Li Jianxing and Li Qingxuan knew Zifeng’s combat effectiveness very well.
At the place of production that day, Zifeng's strength was beyond Li Qingxuan's expectations. Now that Zifeng has broken through to Xuanwu Eighth, his strength must be Captain Gao!
"Battlefield number 10, number 15!"
Zi Feng showed his iron token and said.
Seeing the token, Li Jianxing and Li Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, secretly happy.
If they were on the same battlefield as Zifeng, they might not even be able to get in the top ten.
"Then let's separate here. See you in the first ten games." Li Qingxuan chuckled lightly and turned to the sixth battlefield where she was.
"Brother Lin, take care." Li Jianxing also said, walking towards the fifth battlefield.
Zifeng took the token and walked towards Tiedan.
At this time, Lin Baicai found himself beside Tie Dan, and another young man was protecting him.
It seems to be the sword fighter left by Li Qingxuan.
"Sun Gan?"
Zifeng shouted.
Sun Gan smiled, "I didn't participate in the competition. The country is too low. It's useless to go there. Zifeng, don't worry, I will take care of him, Brother Tie Dan."
"Thank you very much." Zifeng deeply clasped his fists to Sun Gan, and said gratefully.
Immediately, Zi Feng returned to the tenth battlefield without looking back.
"Qi, will you be on the tenth battlefield?"
"See me, you will die!"
Zifeng held the token tightly with a murderous expression on his face.
"The tournament has officially started!"
Jibei shouted, the enthusiasm of all the soldiers was ignited again. The ten elders on the battlefield shouted number plates one by one, and the soldiers jumped up.
"Number 1 to 16."
"Number 5 to 25."
"No. 7 to No. 61."
...
Battlefield No. 10, No. 4 to No. 11!
Standing under the tenth battlefield, Zifeng heard the elders chanting number plates.
The two young fighters immediately jumped onto the stage, without saying a word, they were very vicious.
The war went on about ten times, a young man was punched, and the game was over.
"Number 4 won!"
Shouted the elders.
In the next game, No. 7 is No. 19.
A man in white and a girl in yellow jumped to the game table.
"Huh, sword alliance fighter?" The white man sneered.
The woman in yellow is embroidered with the mark of the Sword Alliance.
"Since I am a fighter of the Sword Alliance, then I will not have any pity. The League of God has issued an order to ban all Sword Alliance fighters from entering the top ten of this tournament!"
The white-clothed man sneered and struck with a punch.
Snowing.
The man in yellow was taken aback, and immediately dodged the blow, but the blow was as violent as a gust of wind and hit the girl in yellow in the chest.
The girl in yellow spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and then landed on the game table.
"It's Lin Qiusheng!"
Soon some soldiers outside recognized the man in white.
"Lin Qiusheng ranked 11th in last year's qualifiers, only one behind. This time, he got a huge fortune in this place and broke through to Xuanwu nine places."
"It seems that Lin Qiusheng must have won first place on the tenth battlefield."