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Chapter 563 The first battle!

Of course, the competition stipulates that Situ Chen and Ji Taihuang can skip the second stage qualifying match and directly advance to the third stage because they have won the first and second places in the Qianlong 72nd list respectively.

It sounds simple, but the younger generation participating in the competition is not very easy. There are fifty rounds of knockout rounds in the first stage and fifty rounds of knockout rounds in the second stage, which adds up to one hundred rounds. One hundred rounds of battles are definitely an extremely arduous journey. If the psychological quality is not high, it will inevitably be suppressed by the heavy competition and will lose innately.

Therefore, the Qianlong List competition has to test both personal strength and psychological quality. Of course, there is also a component of wisdom. After all, in addition to competing for the top ten popular candidates, who can win a hundred rounds in a row? For most people, when to fight and when to give up is a question worth considering. You cannot act recklessly.

"Everyone, when you were in the Golden List title level, you had already locked a ray of breath by the stone tablet and automatically grouped it. Now please close your eyes and think about it.

Mu Bingyun Luotiandu and the other three reported their group, and the corresponding group number will appear in your mind." Nan Puzi, the executive envoy of Jinwu Academy, and the person in charge of this year's Qianlong List, circulated his true energy and said loudly.

Hearing this, many younger generations closed their eyes and sensed it,

"Three groups." Ye Jian closed his eyes, then opened his eyes again, a ray of sperm flashed through his eyes, and he spoke.

“I’m in Group 5.”

“I’m in Group Six.”

“I’m a group ten”

The four of them immediately separated and went to the referees of their respective groups to fill in their personal information and get their personal participation numbers. The next step was the group knockout round.

"He is also in this group." After receiving his personal number, Qi Haoxuan noticed Ye Jian nearby at the first time. He was surprised and nervous. The surprise was that he had the chance to defeat Ye Jian as soon as he came up and avenged his previous shame. But what was nervous was that he was not very sure. The two contradictory emotions made him hold the hands tightly.

Ye Jian also noticed Qi Haoxuan, but unlike the latter's nervous and surprised mood, his expression did not change at all from beginning to end, as if he had not seen the other party.

"Strange, I didn't meet any of the top ten favorites in the competition, but I didn't meet any of the three groups. Could it be that this was really accidental?"

When his eyes swept over the fifties in his third group, Ye Jian became confused, but on the other two groups beside him, Ji Taihuang, Situ Xuan, etc., were all assigned to it.

Even for those groups that do not have the top ten popular candidates, there must be several characters on the Seventy-two list of Qianlong, but there is only one Qi Haoxuan in the three groups. This situation is rare.

Soon, it was discovered that there were more and more groups in three groups in this situation. Everyone passed through ten and ten to hundreds. In just a blink of an eye, they exploded in the crowd.

"Hmph, the qualifying level of the three groups is too simple."

"That's right, there is only Qi Haoxuan in the entire group who can be named."

"What the hell is going on? Is it because of the misallocation?"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and looked at the three groups of fifty members, all of which were burning, and they wanted to stand among them.

The members assigned to the three groups were secretly happy at this moment, and they secretly said that God would bless him, how lucky he was, and how he was thinking in his heart.

"As long as I avoid Qi Haoxuan, I still have a great chance of winning with the other nine places."

In just a while, the group knockout round began.

On the third group, the first one to go on stage were two contestants with mid-stage cultivation level in the Transformation Realm. One used the sword technique and the other used the palm technique. The sword technique opened and closed, sharp as rolling thunder, and the palm technique was circling eight times, as fast as a dragon. The grades of the sword technique and palm technique were not low. The aftermath of the true essence hit hit hit the thick ink blue light curtain, making a violent roar, and Mars splashed everywhere.

Bang bang bang

After more than a hundred rounds of battle, the contestant who used the palm technique was slightly better. While avoiding the sword light, he slapped the opponent's body-protecting true energy with one palm and won the game.

"The second game, Qi Haoxuan vs. Huang Lang."

In the first row of the audience, three groups of referees shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Qi Haoxuan sneered, with a silver spear in his hand and a straight body, flying towards the competition platform. The ink blue light curtain with powerful defense was like a water curtain, and the ripples spread, not blocking him from the outside.

"Please give me advice." Huang Lang looked ordinary, clasped his fists with his hands and spoke politely.

Qi Haoxuan said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, take me a shot first."

While speaking, the true energy in Qi Haoxuan's body was running rapidly. With his right hand grabbed it in the air, the silver-white true energy suddenly soared into the sky and turned into an extremely sharp spear.

Scream.

The silver light burst out and immediately soared towards Huang Lang.

"The true energy has been condensed a lot. It seems that Qi Haoxuan's strength has improved a lot." Ye Jian raised his eyebrows. When he fought Qi Haoxuan in Qiu Hegu, the true energy in the other party's body was far less solid than that in today. Moreover, his gun was straight at the beginning, and his sharpness was even more sharp, and he had a faint illusion of tearing the void.

Huang Lang was the contestant who had passed the third level of Longmen. Facing Qi Haoxuan's move, although his face was solemn, he still tried hard to resist it. However, Qi Haoxuan did not let him take a breath. After the first shot was implemented, the second shot fell immediately, and the tip of the gun hit Huang Lang's weakness in protecting his body.

Bang.

The body protection true energy cover was broken and immediately scattered like glass. Huang Lang was bounced out under the gravity of Qi Haoxuan's gun and hit the ink blue light curtain hard.

In just the blink of an eye, Huang Lang declared failure.

Everyone was shocked, and at the same time, they secretly warned themselves in their hearts that once they met Qi Haoxuan on stage, they must retain their strength and take the initiative to admit defeat.

The referees from the third group nodded secretly. Qi Haoxuan is worthy of being a young master on Qianlong's 72th list. He has great hope to be on the list again. After clearing his throat, he directly spoke out about his opponent in the next game.

Ye Jian's number is relatively low, and the first round of the game was arranged in order of numbers, so it will take some time to make his turn. While there was no fierce competition in the three groups, he raised his head and looked at the other competition tables.

"Hey, it's Mr. Tianming Leng Qinghan."

On the seventh group of martial arts competition stage, Leng Qinghan was standing opposite a contestant with a late-stage cultivation level in the Baoyuan realm.

The cold and cold Yushu is in the wind and is extremely heroic. Although Ye Jian is the same warrior of Zhao State as him, this is the first time he has seen the other party’s true face and has never met before.

In terms of cultivation, Leng Qinghan is now at the peak of the late stage of the Huayuan Realm. He is the highest-level martial artist among the younger generation of Zhao State. He is on par with the royal prince. However, the opponent he met this time is even better than him in terms of cultivation and has reached the peak of the Huayuan Realm. However, in terms of combat effectiveness, the contestant was not as good as Leng Qinghan. He was first knocked away by a knife, and then split his body-protecting true energy, and lost brittlely.

"Awesome, he is currently the first contestant to defeat his opponent over the level." The referee of the seventh group was filled with admiration.

After looking at Leng Qinghan, Ye Jian changed his gaze.

By chance, I saw another acquaintance.

She was the arrogant and unruly third princess of Yue Kingdom, but she was not lucky. She met a relatively powerful person and was completely defeated after persisting for more than fifty moves.

Next, Ye Jian watched several more games. Most of the competitions were in the middle or late stages of the Yuan Realm. There were only thirty or forty people in total. As for the half-step Qihai Realm, there were no more than ten people.

"The Luo Family, the second disciple of Guiyi Sect, has come on the stage. Qianlong is ranked eighth on the 72nd list."

"Her opponents are not weak either, and Qianlong ranks 16th on the 72th list."

"No, I lost in one palm."

Near the second group of martial arts competition, many young generations were dumbfounded. The ruthless man on the 72th Qianlong list was not Luo Jiacheng's one-touch enemy. It seemed that Luo Jiacheng did not use all his strength at all. As for the amount of strength he used, only he himself knew.

"We can't guess what the top ten candidates are, and after the top ten, it's not enough to see them."

Finally, everyone came to a conclusion that the top ten contestants with the strength to compete in have exceeded the others by too many levels, and if they are not on the same level, they may be killed instantly if they encounter it.

Ye Jian also noticed this scene. Although the opponent is very strong, he is not his opponent. He has only one opponent, Situ Chen. With a strong soul power, he has amazing accuracy when sensing the opponent's strength.

"In the tenth game, Ye Jian vs. Xiao Chu."

Finally, it was Ye Jian's turn to go on stage to compete.

Unfortunately, the opponent is also a contestant with a late stage cultivation level in the Yuan Realm, and he is also a master who has entered the top 100 on the Seventy-two of the Qianlong. His weapon is a red spear, and the tip of the spear is flashing with a cold and cold light.

"Get the first point."

The other party obviously didn't take Ye Jian seriously. He had a little bit of ground under his feet, his figure flashed and he was floating. A spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, with the spear dots and the chill was so cold.

Ye Jian stood still, and 60% of the sword intent was released, covering the other party's mind.

"What, this is an illusion."

It is impossible for Wan Chong Jian Mountain to appear on the competition stage, but the opponent's mind is as if he is being penetrated by Wan Jian's heart. He is in chaos and the spear method loses its accuracy and falls to the ground all of a sudden, sweating profusely.

Walking in the garden, Ye Jian stepped in front of the other party in one step and broke through his body protection true energy cover with one finger.

bump.

Xiao Chu's back hit the ink blue light curtain, and his eyes at Ye Chen were filled with fear. If possible, he would never want to face Ye Jian again. The feeling of being lingchi made him extremely weak and the illusion of pain made him crazy. He believed that if he had fought with Ye Jian for a few more games, his condition would drop to an unprecedented level.

"Take it."

Not daring to look at Ye Jian, Xiao Chu quickly rushed out of the exit, for fear that Ye Jian would use the illusion of ten thousand swords to pierce him into the heart again.
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