The next day.
West Imperial City.
The heavenly fighting field.
This is the largest fighting arena in the Western Imperial City, directly under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Palace. It can accommodate more than two thousand monks fighting at the same time, as well as tens of thousands of people watching on site.
At this time, the Tiandao Fighting Arena was already packed with people, and many cultivators and people in the West Emperor City had poured into the fighting arena.
The Feixian Ceremony is held every twenty years and is a grand event for the entire Hongzhou Continent.
Although these casual cultivators and mortals had no chance to participate in the battle, it was worth the trip for them to be able to witness this grand scene live.
Chen time.
Western Emperor Wu Zheng and Empress Lin Yuan entered the venue. Amid the cheers and kneeling of countless people, the emperor and empress walked hand in hand to the seats on the highest floor.
Wu Zheng then announced the start of the Feixian Ceremony.
After a grand singing and dancing, the first round of fighting officially began.
There were more than a thousand cultivators participating in the Feixian Ceremony. They were all young and powerful cultivators from the entire Hongzhou Continent, and the lowest level of cultivation was the middle stage of the Golden Core.
At this time, hundreds of fights were taking place simultaneously in the entire Tiandao Fighting Arena.
Every game is a battle between strong opponents and is exciting.
Tiandao West District.
On the Jiaxinhao fighting stage.
Xu Caihe looked weakly at the fierce-looking, shirtless male cultivator opposite her.
This guy's muscles were hard, and he emitted a terrifying light. His mouth was like a bloody mouth, and he was laughing strangely at Xu Caihe:
"I didn't expect to meet the weakest disciple in Zhenyang Sect in the first match. Hehehe, you noob fairy, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Xu Caihe's opponent is a casual cultivator from the Wild Poison Tribe in the Northern Wilderness. Most of the cultivators in the Wild Poison Tribe are both physical and poison cultivators. They have extremely strong physical defenses, and their means of attack are various poison techniques.
Among the independent cultivators, the cultivators of the Barbarian Poison Clan are considered to be quite difficult to deal with.
Even the disciples from the major sects are unwilling to encounter people from the Mandu Clan.
But he met Xu Caihe.
This cruel and poisonous man was also very happy. He had already inquired in advance. Among the ten disciples coming from Zhenyang Sect this time, nine were at the Nascent Soul stage. He would not have any hope of winning against any of them.
It is said that only Xu Caihe relied on luck to win the Zhenyang Sect's internal competition.
His cultivation level is only the seventh level of Golden Core.
He is already at the eighth level of the Golden Core, the most accomplished young man in the clan. Plus, with the advantage of practicing both physical and poison skills, wouldn't it be easy for him to capture a little girl who relies only on luck?
"You, don't come over here!"
When Xu Caihe saw the other party approaching her with a strange smile, she almost cried.
Why am I so unlucky?
Why can't we meet a weaker opponent?
Oh yes, there are no weaklings in the Feixian Ceremony, only a noob like me who relies entirely on luck.
"Cai He, come on, smash this rubbish egg!"
At this time, a loud shout came from the stands, and Zhou Ling'er was cheering for Xu Caihe with an excited look on her face.
"Haha, I'm trash?"
The poisonous barbarian seemed to be enraged, his muscles slowly swelled, and green smoke came out of his hands.
Xu Caihe stepped back in fear: "Ah, sorry, sorry, I don't know the man in the stands, I didn't scold you!"
"Cai He, we will always be good sisters. I will always cheer you on. Kill that muscle monster!"
Zhou Linger in the stands shouted again and waved at Xu Caihe.
"..."Xu Caihe's face turned pale.
"How dare you tease me?!"
The poisonous barbarian roared, raised his hands, and green poisonous smoke spread out, quickly covering the fighting stage.
Xu Caihe could no longer see her surroundings, so she quickly took out a breath-holding pill and swallowed it, temporarily blocking her breathing so that she wouldn't have to inhale the poisonous smoke.
However, this pill can only last for half an incense stick. After half an incense stick, Xu Caihe can only be slaughtered.
Moreover, the poisonous man has already hidden himself in the poisonous smoke and is ready to attack at any time.
The opponent's physical cultivation skills were obviously not weak. Once he got close to her, Xu Caihe might not be able to hold on for even ten breaths.
"Woo woo woo, don't hit me!"
Xu Caihe was forced by Qiu Zhihe to follow the people from Tianyun Sect and Chiyun Mountain all night last night, and today she hurried to the fighting arena again.
Now that she had met such a powerful and vicious person, she felt that she was really unlucky.
Overwhelmed with grief, he instinctively took his sword and stabbed randomly according to the moves he had learned when he was practicing with Junior Sister Ruo and the others on the Hidden Moon Cliff.
puff!
Suddenly, the tip of the sword seemed to pierce something, and Xu Caihe opened his eyes in surprise.
The vicious man was standing in front of him, and was stabbed in the navel by the sword. His face turned pale and he looked at Xu Caihe in disbelief:
"How do you know where my vital point is?"
Xu Caihe cried out, drew out her sword, and poked desperately at her belly button, which was already a bloody hole, while she cried out in grievance:
"It's none of my business. I don't know why this happened and I don't want to do it!"
Puff puff puff!
As Xu Caihe screamed miserably, more than ten bloody holes appeared on the belly of the poisonous man.
He looked at Xu Caihe in disbelief as she burst into tears, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Xu Caihe stared blankly at the blood on the ground, and heard the referee's voice:
"The third match of the West District Jiaxin, Xu Caihe of Zhenyang Sect versus Saling of the Northern Wilderness Poison Clan. Xu Caihe wins!"
Xu Caihe exclaimed, then she reacted.
"I won?"
She walked down the fighting platform in a daze, and Zhou Ling'er had already run over:
"Cai He, you are so amazing! How did you know the vital point of that vicious man? Wow, you stabbed him so many times, you are even more ruthless than Junior Sister Bi Ruo!"
Xu Caihe was confused: "I didn't know where his vital point was. I just stabbed it randomly and he bumped into me."
This is the voice of the referee on another fighting stage:
"The second match of the West District Yimao, Zhenyang Sect Ruomei versus Xunyang Sect Yu Long, Ruomei wins."
As the voice fell, a monk with dozens of blood holes all over his body was carried down from the Yimao Fighting Platform. He was bleeding and twitching, a horrible sight.
“…”
Xu Caihe and Zhou Ling'er looked up blankly at Qiu Zhihe who was walking down from the fighting stage.
"Cai He, I was wrong. No one can match Junior Sister Ruo in terms of ruthlessness."
Soon, Qin Gengyun, Liusu, Fang Xue, Wei Wan, Mo Xiaolan and others successfully defeated their opponents.
A few people gathered together to talk, and then Zhou Linger ran over panting:
"South District, South District Dingsi, Si... Mingchou is facing Zheng Mulin of Feiyun Sect!"
Everyone's expressions froze slightly, and a rare murderous intent appeared on Fang Xue's face.
At the beginning, Si Minglan traveled thousands of miles to deliver Yin Qiaoqin's relics to Feiyun Sect and handed them over to Yin Qiaoqin's Taoist partner Zheng Mulin, but she was ambushed and captured by Zheng Mulin and Si Mingcheng.
Zheng Mulin is known for being infatuated, but in fact he is a hypocritical and vicious person.
Speaking of which, this person can be considered half an enemy of Si Minglan.
Qin Gengyun frowned and said, "Wasn't Mingchou's opponent in the first round a casual cultivator?"
Zhou Linger said: "Mingchou and Zheng Mulin's first round opponents didn't come today, so the two of them met in advance."
Fang Xue was a little worried: "Will Third Senior Sister be recognized?"
“Go and take a look!”