Chapter 113 Peerless Liu Yiyi

A full half an hour passed, and all the warriors walked up the steps. There were more than 900 people participating in this competition, and they were all Wu Zong Wu Wang.

However, there are more than a hundred warriors missing on the steps, because these warriors are all above the steps of the audience, and they are the real superpowers.

The disciples who stepped into the arena would receive a sign with a serial number on it, and at the moment of hurting the arena, a spar was constantly flashing.

As long as they are over fifty years old, they will emit a clear cry, which also ensures the fairness of the competition. Disciples over fifty years old will lose their qualifications for the competition.

Li Lingtian saw a familiar figure, Liu Yiyi, Liu Yiyi from Piaomiao Pavilion, also entered Longyin Island last time.

I didn't expect that now I have reached the peak of the ninth level of Wuling, and I have also become a candidate for this competition, and I am one of the few Wuling disciples in the competition.

"The rules of the competition, the competition lasts for five days."

"In the first three days, there will be a knockout match, leaving the last twenty. On the fourth day, the last top ten will be left. On the last day, the geniuses of the previous Tianjiao list will compete with the top ten for the Tianjiao list."

The host of the competition was Bai Ping, a strong Wuzong from the imperial palace. The existence of the seventh level of Wuzong was extremely powerful. Although his voice was flat, his voice could reach everyone's ears after passing through the loudspeaker stone in the square.

"No. 1 Qingyuzong Han Ziming, No. 938 Qinghai School Yunlie."

After Bai Ping explained all the rules, he started the competition, the number at the top was against the number at the bottom.

This is also the first to avoid collisions between disciples of one's own sect, and this rule is also very reasonable.

All the fighters had already left the arena, and a phantom appeared on the tall stage in an instant, floating lightly on the steps.

"Han Ziming of the Qingyu School."

Han Ziming stood suspended above the ring, and said coldly, he is No. 1, and he is a powerhouse of the third rank of Wu Zong, exuding a shocking Wu Zong aura all over his body.

There is an unreasonable rule in the competition, that is, the most powerful family and sect will be at the front, and the family and sect with the weakest strength will be at the end.

The strongest versus the weakest is also a cruel competition. Although they are not convinced, this is a world where the strong are respected, and in the end, there are only ten places, and sooner or later they will meet.

"Qinghai Pai Yunlie, I admit defeat!"

Yun Liefei was on the ring, with an extremely ugly expression on his face. The opponent was a third-rank Wuzong, and he was only a second-rank Wuwang. Isn't this courting death?

There is no shame in admitting defeat like this. On the contrary, it is because his free and easy is admirable.

"There is nothing to watch in the previous battle, because there is no possibility of a super genius against the weakest."

"That's right, when Wu Zong confronts King Wu, it's like an elephant crushing an ant."

"In the knockout round, the middle is better, because the strength of the middle is almost the same, and this is the worst."

"However, there are a few people this time, which is very promising."

"You are talking about Li Lingtian and the four super geniuses of the four major sects and the ten major families?"

"yes."

In the square, there was no interest in watching the previous competitions. Basically, they all surrendered. In ten minutes, more than 20 warriors had automatically surrendered.

"Liu Yiyi, No. 29, Piaomiao Pavilion, and Zou Tian, ​​No. 911, Nanyue Sect."

Li Lingtian didn't dare to be interested in these competitions at all, and Wu Zong basically didn't know how to compete with Wu Wang, it was just a formality.

But at this time, he opened his eyes, because of Liu Yiyi's competition in Piaomiao Pavilion, the ninth level Wuling came to participate in the competition, he didn't know what Piaomiao Pavilion thought, and he also wanted to see Liu Yiyi's strength.

"Piao Miao Pavilion Liu Yiyi."

Liu Yiyi's petite body floated on the ring,

The light shirt is fluttering, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.

There was an icy aura exuding from her whole body, she looked like an iceberg fairy, she didn't look at the other party, but at the long sword in her hand.

"Goddess."

"This is the number one beauty in Piaomiao Pavilion!"

"Sure enough, she is not inferior to the eldest princess."

"The eldest princess and her each have their own merits."

"It's just the ninth level of Wuling, failure is doomed."

The appearance of Liu Yiyi immediately made the whole square boil. The beauty effect, no matter in that world, is the most eye-catching.

"Southern Vietnam sends Zou Tian, ​​junior sister, let's just admit defeat."

Zou Tian felt desperate when he saw that all the warriors in front of him had conceded defeat, but he didn't expect that his opponent was actually a weak girl, and she was only at the ninth rank of Wuling.

It is easy for him to defeat such a ninth-rank Wuling as a fourth-rank martial king, but at this time, he did not want the warriors in the audience to attack him, so he acted like a gentleman.

"Go down."

Instead of getting the beauty's favor, what he got was a cold slap, which was Chi Guoguo's slap in the face.

He was furious in his heart, and when he was thinking about how to easily defeat the beautiful woman in front of him, he suddenly felt an astonishing attack of sword intent.

The sword intent completely enveloped him inside, and immediately, dozens of sword glows cut through the space and hit him fiercely.

"defense!"

"Boom."

I was terrified in my heart, is this still a Wuling disciple? Such a powerful attack.

In desperation, he displayed the most powerful defense, but in front of Jianmang, his defense was like a piece of paper, shattered in an instant, and the whole person was ruthlessly shot down under the ring.

"well."

"The number one beauty in Piaomiao Pavilion is really powerful."

"Beautiful, powerful, this is the perfect goddess."

"If you can look at me, even if you die, it's worth it."

There was a burst of exclamation from below, the beauty of the ninth rank of Wu Ling, defeated the master of the fourth rank of Wu Wang in one blow, she is beautiful and lovable, and she is a beautiful woman from time to time.

"Liu Yiyi won."

Bai Ping announced loudly that on the premise that there were no accidents, he could directly declare the winner, unless something difficult to judge was encountered, the fifteen judges would decide.

There was no smile on Liu Yiyi's perfect face, as if there was nothing in this world worth her heart, even if she defeated King Wu with one blow, she would not have the slightest mood swing.

But after feeling a pair of eyes, he raised his head to look at those eyes, and his heart trembled.

In his line of sight, a young man in white looked at her blankly with a faint smile. He couldn't be more familiar with this young man. Li Lingtian of Sky Cloud Sect had once saved his life.

He didn't expect to meet this young man at this place, and he was still on the steps. Then he saw some princes around Li Lingtian, and he knew Li Lingtian's family background.

Gently nodded in Li Lingtian's direction, with a smile on his face, and then walked off the ring.

With her smile, countless geniuses in the square were overwhelmed by it. They didn't know why this beauty smiled. If someone knew that this beauty smiled at a young man, how many geniuses would be heartbroken.