Chapter 23 The competition begins

Shuangliu City Business, as a branch of Tianji Pavilion in the East Palace of Dihua Prefecture, owns a martial arts arena that can accommodate 50,000 people. There is a huge projection array in the martial arts arena that can magnify the situation on the ring dozens of times and transmit it to the audience in real time.

Shuangliu City, as the central city of the East Palace, has about 500,000 to 600,000 residents.

At this time, the martial arts arena was overcrowded, and one-tenth of the people in the city gathered in the martial arts arena. It can be seen how much the whole city valued the competition between Qingshan Sect and Shehun Sect!

This world worships cultivators. For a city with hundreds of thousands of residents, people with spiritual roots are not uncommon, just like the famous college students in the previous life. Everyone knows, is curious, yearns for, and worships.

For most Shuangliu City residents, Qingshan Sect and Shehun Sect are all the information they know about the immortals in the world of cultivation. In their hearts, these immortal sects are mysterious and transcendent... Therefore, they will never easily miss this opportunity to truly see the immortal sects.

Near the magnificent martial arts arena, in a normal-looking shop.

Feng Yong stood at the door and greeted the passers-by: "The competition between the two sects is about to begin. Do you want to come in and play?"

"Is it the Qingshan Sect's counterattack or the Shehun Sect's crush? Don't you want to try your luck?"

"Our shop is guaranteed by the Tianji Pavilion. Integrity is the basis. If you miss this time, there will be no next time?"

Feng Yong's skill in attracting customers is very good. He is thick-skinned and sweet-mouthed. Soon, many people began to rush over after hearing the news and asked mysteriously: "Can it be guaranteed?"

Feng Yong said: "Don't be nervous. Our family is a formal gambling fight. There is a senior guarantee. Don't be afraid.

The customer went into the shop contentedly.

...

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Li Qingyun looked at Ping An in front of him, whose face was as tense as a mahjong, and comforted him with a suppressed smile.

Ping An stared with his eyes and tense face, and replied: "No, um, nervous."

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous. "

Ping An was the first to compete. His opponent was Zhang Yuan, the first place winner of the Soul-Snatching Sect's Outer Sect Competition last year and the current number one Outer Sect disciple of the Soul-Snatching Sect.

Zhang Yuan was already seventeen years old, and had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. This level was the maximum level of the Soul-Snatching Sect's Outer Sect disciples, because after breaking through the tenth level of Qi training, one would have to enter the inner sect. This person should have suppressed his level for the Soul-Snatching Sect's Outer Sect Competition. His true strength may have already reached the tenth level of Qi training.

Although Ping An had the blessing of the Gathering Spirit Array, he was His talent is also very amazing, but after all, he has practiced for too short a time, and now he has only reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi training.

So, Ping An is very nervous at this time.

Li Qingyun comforted Ping An while looking outside.

At this time, the host of the competition has appeared and is introducing the rules of the competition to the audience in a long-winded manner.

"A friendly competition between two sects, only to determine the superiority, not life and death, you can admit defeat at any time, and the one who hits or is knocked out of the ring is also considered a loser..."

Li Qingyun rubbed the thorny hair on Ping An's head: "Did you hear it?"

Ping An nodded fiercely: "Yes!"

Li Qingyun said: "What do you mean, repeat it?"

Ping An took a deep breath, puffed up his chest and said: "Ping An will definitely not hurt him, and will give him a chance to admit defeat.

Li Qingyun: "..."

"It doesn't matter if he gets hurt..."

"Ah? Okay..." Ping An didn't expect Li Qingyun to say that, and was obviously shocked.

"Please allow me to introduce the first contestant of the Soul-Snatching Sect, the first place outer disciple - Zhang Yuan!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise suddenly sounded in the arena.

The burly Zhang Yuan fell directly from the sky and landed on the ring. A long crack appeared under his feet, and his appearance was domineering.

The audience in the arena had never seen such a scene before, and they became even more excited, and a tide of shouts rang out.

Zhang Yuan smiled proudly, bowed slightly forward and said: "I am Zhang Yuan from the Soul-Snatching Sect, please give me more advice."

Li Qingyun rolled his eyes, this guy is really good at pretending.

"The next one to appear is the young disciple of Qingshan Sect Master Li Qingyun - Ping An!"

The atmosphere in the arena was high and in full swing, and there was another round of shouting.

"Go, it's your turn." Li Qingyun patted Ping An.

"Okay."

Seeing that the contestant was not showing up, the host continued: "It is said that this Qingshan Sect Master..."

Before the voice fell, crazy whistles and screams came from the arena.

A small, delicate and delicate boy, who looked about ten years old, walked onto the stage with a blushing face...

However, such a cute, little boy was carrying a huge, nearly two-meter-long axe on his back...

The drastic contrast made the audience in the audience unable to accept it.

"Why did the Qingshan Sect let a baby on stage?"

"Am I dazzled? Why did that child carry such a big axe?"

"That's not an axe. It's even bigger than the blades of the windmill in the blacksmith shop..."

"..."

Accompanied by the noisy discussions of the audience, Ping An walked in front of Zhang Yuan. Ping An's head was as high as Zhang Yuan's belly, but the axe behind Ping An was two heads higher than Zhang Yuan.

The two were in opposition, but Ping An did not look up at Zhang Yuan. Instead, he looked straight at Zhang Yuan's belly seriously.

Zhang Yuan was speechless. The Seventh Elder asked him to come out and compete with Qingshan Sect, but Qingshan Sect only sent such a child? This child was confused and didn't even know that he had to greet his opponent before the competition and observe his opponent?

The host coughed dryly: "Our Qingshan Sect's contestants have a unique way of appearing. Now both contestants are ready. Let's start without further ado!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Zhang Yuan quickly stepped back and distanced himself from Ping An. He didn't know Ping An at all, but now he had a weapon on him and he didn't. He was obviously at a disadvantage at close range.

It would be too rash to attack directly. He had to observe his opponent before making any plans.

But at this time, Ping An didn't even look at him. He stared at the ground under his feet and slowly swayed on the ring. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he pulled out a huge axe from behind and swung it hard...

Zhang Yuan shouted that it was not good, and suddenly dodged backwards, but found that Ping An did not attack him, but swung an axe on the ring...

Behind the ring, Li Qingyun covered his face helplessly, and Yang Hai Aoxue was also embarrassed. Two days ago, Yang Hai Aoxue had said this to Li Qingyun:

"What do you know? This is called "Sword Intercepting Technique", which specializes in the accuracy of strength. It is practiced hard every day. It seems to be just a simple chopping technique. In fact, every time you attack, you have to find the weak part of the whole wood, and develop a fighting consciousness of attacking the enemy's weakest part."

Now Ping An chopped the ground with an axe, and the mark of the axe was exactly the weakest part of the ring, and it was also the center of the ring.

Li Qingyun said to Yang Haiaoxue teasingly: "It's quite evenly split..."

"You're still making sarcastic remarks!" Yang Haiaoxue's face flushed red after hearing what Li Qingyun said. She was so angry that she stretched out her hand to hit Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun stretched out his hand to grab Yang Haiaoxue's jade hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a sharp voice:

"No!"