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"BOOM!" Dong! "Boom …"

A series of nine dull drumbeats spread across every corner of the Falling Cloud Mountain. All of the disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect were stunned. "It's starting!"

Bai Xiaochuan, who had already organized himself, pinched his knuckles and twisted his waist: "Let's go! "Let's go beat him up!"

Bai Xiaowang pouted, "Pah! Be careful not to get beaten up. "

Bai Xiaochuan chuckled and headed straight for the Martial Arts Hall. Along the way, they met many disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect who were in groups of three or five, all rushing to the Martial Arts Hall with excitement.

The Martial Arts Practice Hall wasn't too far away, so Bai Xiaochuan arrived quickly. Looking from afar, the Martial Arts Practice Hall had already built ten rings.

Bai Xiaochuan opened his mouth in surprise, "Oh, you have such a good reputation?"

Each ring was round and nearly ten feet high. The ten rings were arranged together to form a floral pattern. The atmosphere was grand and delicate.

Around the arena, there was a ring of Elders seating. The Falling Cloud Sect Elders had already taken their seats. A sharp-eyed disciple noticed that Ying Tianhou and Li Tai were actually sitting in the elders' seats!

The Qi Condensation competition had alarmed two of the Nascent Soul Elders! The disciples were excited and gathered around to discuss.

About two zhang away from the elders' seats were the disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect. There were quite a few talented spectating disciples, and many Foundation Establishment disciples came to spectate.

"Xiao Chuan, here! "Here!"

In an excellent spot in the audience stands, Zhang Hui and Ding Feihao waved at Bai Xiaochuan. So it turned out that they had taken up a good position early on.

Bai Xiaochuan walked over with a smile. As expected, they immediately discovered that Bai Xiaochuan's cultivation had risen dramatically. Everyone was so shocked that they were incomparable. Gongsun Yun was so surprised that he almost threw the saber in his arms out.

However, the crowd did not dare to rashly ask about it. Bai Xiaochuan quickly gave them an excuse. The crowd glanced at Li Tai, who was seated on the elder's seat, and nodded in agreement.

Bai Xiaochuan noticed and smiled without saying anything.

"Clang!"

A gong sounded, and the Hall Master of the Canon of Arts, Luo Yong, came up to preside over the Large Competition. First, he briefly introduced the rules.

In this Large Competition, there were only a few disciples who were unable to participate due to injuries. A total of five hundred disciples were participating in this Large Competition.

These disciples were evenly divided into five groups. Each group was randomly divided into a hundred people through disorder.

The rules of the Large Competition were very simple. The judges in each arena would draw lots in disorder. After getting the numbers of the two men, the two men unconditionally went up on stage to fight.

The victor would advance, and the loser would be eliminated.

At twenty-five to twelve, there would be one more spot in the Large Competition. Pick a disciple who had an outstanding performance and directly advanced to the finals.

In that case, the top three of the five great groups, along with the five outstanding disciples would be selected. These twenty people would then fight their way out of the top ten Qi Condensation disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect.

One could not kill an opponent in the Large Competition to the point of crippling his or her opponent. The violators are dealt with without exception by the rules of the sect.

After the introduction of the rules, Luo Yong said in a clear voice, "The Falling Cloud Sect Qi Condensation Competition has officially begun!"

The sound waves drifted and resounded throughout the entire Martial Arts Practice Hall.

All the disciples of Falling Cloud Sect were cheering loudly, and the sound of their cheers was so loud that it reached the clouds. The group of elders conversed happily, "These disciples this year are all good seedlings."

"That's right, I heard that there are several disciples with extremely high aptitudes this year. Our Falling Cloud Sect has heirs. "

"Qin Yang, Luo Mao, Wan Yin, Zhao Junlin, and Tuo Baku. Even I have heard of these names. "

At this time, every arena judge began to draw lots.

"First group, thirty-nine against eight!"

"The second group, one hundred and twenty-five against forty-two!"

"The third group …"

whoosh whoosh whoosh * People kept on getting on the stage, and with the orders from the referee, the two of them started to formally compete.

The audience cheered them on. The atmosphere was extremely warm, and the air was filled with the hot scent of blood and battle.

"Ping Ping Pang Pang Pang", the airflow on the stage was fierce and magical equipment was flying everywhere. Some arenas had a clear victor in a single exchange, while others had been in a fierce battle for a long time.

A black clothed man arrogantly and unrestrainedly threw out a palm attack with contempt, instantly causing a hundred palm shadows to appear in the air.

"Pah pah pah!" They all hit the opponent. His opponent was unable to resist and was forced to retreat, eventually falling out of the arena and fainting on the ground.

The man in black snorted coldly. "Weak!"

The referee announced, "Sixty-seven, Qin Yang wins!"

The bystanders whispered: "Wow! Madman Qin Yang? Defeating his opponent in one move? His opponent is at least at the eleventh level of Qi Condensation. "

He then looked at another stage, where there was an extremely beautiful girl with long hair. The face of the moth was beautiful like a flower, and its body was tall and slender and elegant.

However, his expression was as cold as a mountain of ice, making people afraid and unable to approach him. Her opponent happily chatted with her, but she completely ignored him.

With the command of the referee, she instantly appeared in front of her opponent. With a wave of his long sleeve, his opponent fell over with just a flip of his eyes. She didn't even look at her opponent and directly stepped down from the stage.

The referee announced, "Nineteen, Ten Thousand Chill Roar wins!"

Everyone started to discuss: "This is the Ice Mountain Beauty Wan Leng Yong? What kind of attack was this? This was too strange! If I were to meet her, what would I do? "

Someone said: "You can take a break. Can you make it into the second round?"

Everyone laughed.