Chapter 470: The power of the golden bell

After a while, the organizers have already selected the rotation of the game. Of course, they are divided according to the strengths and weaknesses, and try not to let the strong match up together, so that the subsequent games will become more and more attractive.

A total of 512 people participated in the competition, and 256 people would be eliminated in the first round, and so on. To win first place, you must go through ten games.

Many people have already started betting, choosing according to the realm of the disciples of the martial art, the scene is extremely hot.

"The first match between Hengshan school disciple Lin Shan Quanzhen teaches disciple Qiu Daolun."

After the referee's announcement, the two went directly to the arena. This was the first game. Only two of them played first, followed by ten pairs of matches to increase speed.

"Hengshan Sect and Quanzhen Sect duel, it was thrilling from the beginning."

"Go bet. I choose Lin Shan, a disciple of the Hengshan School. It is said that he has reached the Martial Master Consummation, and he is only one step away from the early stage of the Master. If you are lucky, you may get a dozen or so."

"Hmph, do you think that Qiu Daolun, a disciple of Quanzhen Sect, is a vegetarian? Dao ancestor is a great old man."

"It's just bluffing, do you really believe that there is a great old man?"

"It has long since fallen, and the head is only in the middle of the master."

Many people show disdain and don't pay much attention to Quanzhen Sect.

"Let's take a look, I choose Quanzhen Sect."

After a group of people finished their betting, they all returned to the stands and shouted and cheered. The scene reached a climax.

"Yiu Dao-lun, you don't want to be in your own Taoist temple, run out and be humiliated."

Lin Shan's expression was contemptuous. His goal was the top twenty, so he naturally did not put Qiu Daoism in his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense, you will know after fighting."

Su Yan looked at the two with indifferent expressions. The two of them were of equal strength. There might be no one to kill. The first game was destined to be exciting.

At the same time, he also knew that there were so many sects in China, and those martial arts novels were not groundless.

Of course, the current sect of sect is incomparable with the ancient times. The ancients can use the sword to ride the wind, but they can go to the sky and the earth. The current sect is nothing but a mere appearance.

Su Yan guessed that those people in ancient times were probably at least in the realm of Xuanming, that is, strong men who surpassed the realm of innateness, otherwise they could not fly into the earth.

With the referee's order, the game started, hundreds of thousands of spectators also stopped their voices, looking at the stadium extremely silently.

There is a guqin behind Lin Shan, a disciple of the Hengshan School. The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword makes the sound of the piano. This is the unique skill of their ancestor, and it is also the treasure of the Hengshan School.

"Today I will use this guqin to destroy your Qiu Daoism!"

Qiu Dao Lun is just like a big battle, Lin Shan's reputation is naturally not imaginary, not taking it seriously is likely to stop here.

He pulled out the saber around his waist, a cold light appeared, tapped his toes, and flew out directly. The long sword stabbed at the vital point of Lin Shan with a cold killing intent.

"Qiu Daolun is a ruthless move when he makes a move. This is the existence of a quick fight."

"The two odd tigers are equal. Even a fierce fight is the result of both losers. The outcome is unknown."

Facing the attack of the long sword, Lin Shan directly plucked the strings, hiding the sword in the piano, and making the sound of the sword.

The guqin is a piano and a sword. It can make a beautiful and moving sound, or it can make a murderous look.

The collision of the sword sound and the long sword is like the collision of masculinity and femininity. The yang is just fierce, coming in and out of the majestic atmosphere, killing intent, feminine and gentle, lingering and cutting endlessly, exhausting to death.

Many people have opened their eyes. This invisible and tangible battle is too exciting to miss a single bit.

Su Yan also opened his eyes. This kind of battle slightly aroused his interest. The moves on both sides were very special, and the infinite enlargement was like a duel between two great immortals.

However, when the masculinity is finally weak, one hit fails, and another hit is decadence, and three hits are decay.

Qiu Daolun was already exhausted, his internal energy was exhausted, and his arms holding the long sword trembled slightly.

"The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword sounds the piano!"

At this time, Lin Shan seized the opportunity, plucking the strings faster and faster, and the voice became more and more high-pitched, with a powerful coercive force.

It can be said that he was not in the realm of a master, but he was able to release his internal strength and external power, which was still better than Qiu Daolun.

"Qiu Daolun, you are still a little tender when fighting with me!"

The sound of a string rippled directly, hit Qiu Daolun's chest, knocked it off the stage, and the game ended.

"In the first game, Hengshan sent Lin Shan to win!"

The Hengshan Sect naturally shouted with surprises, and the elders of the Hengshan Sect also nodded with joy.

"Lin Shan has worked hard, take a rest and meet the next game."

The elder of the Hengshan School said with concern.

Lin Shan nodded hurriedly, sitting cross-legged in the rest area, regaining his strength.

The second most dazzling scene was naturally Shaolin's Shilong. As soon as he went on stage, it attracted the shouts of countless people. That scene covered the concert of the most popular singer.

His opponent is a disciple of a small sect, but his strength is not weak, he has reached the Martial Master Consummation, but he has met Shilong.

"It doesn't matter, go up and work hard and you will win."

The sect elder encouraged his disciples.

The disciple also nodded resolutely. This competition was also an opportunity for him to at least understand the strength of the martial arts disciple and the gap between the two.

"In Xia Xuan Ji Zong Zhang Gensheng, please enlighten me."

"Well, Sajia lets you fight, and you win if you beat me."

Shi Long smiled and looked at Zhang Gensheng with both hands crossed over his chest, not treating him as an opponent at all.

"This Shilong is too arrogant, even let the opponent fight."

"Yes, at any rate the other party is also at the perfect state of martial arts."

"Look at it, it would be ridiculous to pretend to be incomparable and get beaten."

Although many people are upset and angry, Shilong's betting rate is still very high, more than ten times higher than the opponent.

"This is what you said, don't blame me if you lose later."

On the one hand, Zhang Gensheng was extremely angry, which was an insult to him, and on the other, he was also surprised. Wouldn't it be possible for him to fight for death?

"Humph."

Shi Long snorted and stood in the middle of the field, letting the referee announce the start of the game.

Zhang Gensheng's set of internal boxing rushed directly towards Shilong, with powerful boxing and strong wind, which was not weaker than Lin Shan and the others just now.

But his fist hit Shi Long, and apart from making a crackling noise, he did not cause any harm to Shi Long.

Zhang Gensheng's face was full of horror. Did this stone dragon strike with iron? How could he be so tough.

He can only come up with a trick, Xuanji Sect's Xuanji Art, a wave of terror directly blasted towards Shilong.

Shi Long's body was tight, still not evasive, accepting this trick abruptly.

The dust covered the sky for a long time. After the smoke disappeared, only Zhang Gensheng was panting, and Shi Long was still unscathed except for some sweat on his forehead.

The Shaolin elder on the side stroked his beard, and said lightly: "Shi Long is a little proud, so let him carry a Meditation Curse when he returns."

"This golden bell is so strong!"

Many people were surprised, with an expression of disbelief. Such a powerful move was prevented.

"I'm afraid Shilong will reach the top this time."