In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. The Ten-Year Competition officially began. It seemed that many people had heard the news, so much so that all kinds of gods and immortals appeared in this competition. Many innate masters who had been in seclusion, even if they had not paid attention to the Ten-Year Competition before, came out this time and signed up to participate in it.
In the past, the competitions above the tenth level of Xiantian would only have 30 to 40 people at most, but this time there were 80 of them, with eight in each group. In this way, as long as each group defeated three opponents in a row, they would be able to enter the top ten and participate in the competition for the spiritual fruit.
Seeing so many strong players appear, Han Yufeng wisely chose to follow Xiaopang's advice and did not advance during this period, so she participated in the competition of the intermediate level of the Xiantian realm. With her ninth-level strength and all the treasures,
It should be easy for the ordinary disciples on the previous page to defeat them. So she is almost certain to win this time, after all, there will be no inner sect master disciples at that level.
As for Xiaopang, he had to fight hard to get into the top ten. In his group, the strongest opponent was Mu Zirong, who was known as the Blue Sword. It was said that this woman was one of the four new talents of the younger generation of Xuantian Villa. She ranked third and was the granddaughter of Taoist Huolong, who loved her very much. She was a sword cultivator with wood attributes, and was good at the Qingying sword technique. She had a very high-grade magic flying sword in her hand, Qingying!
There are many legends about Mu Zirong in Xuantian Courtyard, and the most important one is her arrogance. Her super talent and high family background make her far stronger than her peers. Even among the elite inner sects, she can rank third, which shows how strong she is. And it is precisely because of these that she has won countless honors and praises, but also developed an arrogant temper. She dares to teach anyone she doesn't like, no matter who it is. Many outer disciples and even inner sect elites have suffered from her. So although she is famous in Xuantian Courtyard, her reputation is mixed.
Such a person is always narrow-minded. Once Xiaopang defeats her, she will never let Xiaopang go. Xiaopang couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought that he had to offend such a madman with a great background. He even wanted to give up this competition. But in the end, he secretly made up his mind to snatch the opportunity to snatch the spiritual fruit from her. Not for anything else, but because he promised Han Yufeng that he would snatch at least one spiritual fruit for her.
Although Xiaopang is a little timid and even cowardly, he is a man who sticks to his word. No matter what, he cannot let the beauty down!
With such determination, on the day of the competition, Xiaopang rode the Golden Eagle Sword and quietly came to the competition venue alone.
Xuantian Courtyard covers a vast area, and the competition venues are also distributed in dozens of places within a radius of 100 miles. The middle and low-level disciples are competing in the outer gate, while the 80 high-level disciples came to a flat square somewhere in the inner gate.
When Xiao Pang arrived here, he immediately saw dozens of other elite disciples. After a quick look, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. The people here are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are probably less than 5 people in the tenth level of the innate realm, and there are not many in the 11th level. Most of them are masters of the 12th or even 13th level. These people are all dignified, with magical weapons or instruments flying around their heads and bodies. They look leisurely, but they hide murderous intentions.
Especially after Xiao Pang arrived, those people almost all locked their eyes on this guy who was obviously a bit wide. Their eyes contained various meanings, some were contemptuous, some were angry, some were jealous, and only one look was full of tenderness. That was the look Hong Ying gave him.
Unfortunately, although Hongying saw Xiaopang, she was surrounded by people who were trying to get close to her. After she saw Xiaopang, she wanted to get rid of the people around her. But she suddenly found that Xiaopang winked at her and pretended not to know her. She immediately knew that Xiaopang didn't want to get too close to her in public, as that would make him the target of public criticism.
Hongying frowned, but finally obeyed Xiaopang's wishes. He just smiled at him and said no more.
At this time, a dozen Jindan monks who presided over the competition flew in from afar. They floated in the air and explained some relevant rules to the disciples below. Since the rules of the competition had been distributed long ago, the high-level monk who spoke only said a few words. Then he assigned the venue and referees.
The monks acted quickly. After just a few words, the ten groups gathered and came to the assigned venue.
Xiaopang and the other eight people, a total of 6 men and 2 women, followed a Jindan monk in a green Taoist robe to a grassland with a radius of about 100 meters. Then he didn't waste any words and directly randomly pointed out two male monks and asked them to enter the field for a battle.
The two guys were one tall and one short, both wearing Taoist robes and riding flying swords. One was a fire element, the other an earth element. After arriving at the venue, the two of them exchanged symbolic politeness before each of them drew their swords and started fighting.
It must be said that the battle between sword cultivators is very interesting. Two people were suspended in the air a hundred feet apart, each performing sword techniques. Countless brilliant sword lights instantly filled the sky and earth. The whistling sound of the sword beams almost deafened people's ears. Coupled with the countless times of flying sand and rocks, the scene was simply spectacular. The people watching the battle around couldn't help but stare wide-eyed and watch carefully.
At this moment, Xiaopang felt a fragrant breeze around him, and then a beautiful girl in light green clothes came to him. This girl had a very hot body. Although she looked young and had a childish look between her eyebrows, she was more plump than Han Yufeng, who had been through many battles.
However, although she was extremely beautiful with willow-shaped eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, she always held her chin high, with an indescribable arrogance on her face, which greatly reduced her gorgeous appearance.
After coming to Xiao Pang, the woman pretended to watch the fight in front of her, but she whispered to Xiao Pang with contempt: "You are Song Zhong, right? This depressing name really matches your bucket-like body!"
After hearing this, Xiao Pang was immediately furious. He was originally thinking about how to win without offending the other party, but now the other party took the initiative to provoke him. How could he endure it?