"There is also the young man in white with the sword on his back. He is the descendant of Emperor Jiandiyi and the chief disciple of Jianfeng. His strength is second only to Wei Tianxu, and he is the third true disciple."
Lin Yi nodded and said, "That woman in blue is Yang Suxin! How strong is she?"
Chu Xiaoxiang also nodded, "Senior Sister Suxin is naturally formidable, anyway, I can't do a single trick under her hands."
"sharp!"
Lin Yi was secretly surprised. Although he couldn't see through the situation of Wei Tian and the three of them, he could feel that these three were very powerful. Even if they met the dead Chisong, they would have the strength to fight.
On the surface, their cultivation is at the ninth level of Nirvana, but their actual combat effectiveness is already at the level of the Transcendence Realm.
Especially Wei Tianxu, in terms of Qi and blood alone, he seems to be more vigorous than Ximen Xiongda of the Qitian Alliance.
The three of them can basically be said to be the strongest group of people in the Dongsheng Continent under the Transmortal Realm.
In the time to speak, Wei Tian had to wait for the hundred strong men to come to the martial arts arena, and they would all be seated.
Lin Yi counted, including Wei Tianxu and other nine true disciples, a total of ninety-nine out of the top 100. The only one absent was his eighth senior brother Xiao Moli.
Lin Yi even suspected that the Zongmen Dabi just happened to be held when the eighth senior brother was away.
After a while, the new and old disciples were basically all present.
In the end, Zuo Si, the head of the sect, Jian Di Yi, the master of Jianfeng, Feng Yao, the master of Yunvfeng, and Ling Qiu, the master of Danfeng, arrived with a group of elders.
Seeing a few of them, Lin Yi felt somewhat uncomfortable. Every time something happened, the other peaks had strong troops, but their fifth peak was a dispensable existence.
Especially his master, since entering Qiongshan, Lin Yi has never seen that irresponsible master, and the eighth senior brother came forward for everything.
This time it was good, the eighth senior brother didn't come, and the fifth peak didn't even have an old disciple, he was the only one, so there was no sense of existence.
When Lin Yi was distracted, the peak masters and elders took their seats one after another. The leader Zuo Si swept to one of the arenas alone and glanced at the crowd. He seemed to be consciously looking at Lin Yi, his eyes fixed on Lin Yi's face. After a pause of three seconds, he opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, be quiet, the Zongmen Grand Competition has officially started. This time the Zongmen Grand Competition is a few years earlier than in previous years. Everyone knows the reason, so I won't say much here. gone."
"According to the regulations, every old disciple must participate in every Zongmen Grand Competition, and this time is no exception. In addition, this year is a bit special, because there are several new disciples who also participate. They are: Lin Yi, Gu Tian Lun, Li Ze, Chu Xiaoxiang, Xiang Feiyan, Jin Meier, Miao Fengxian and other seven Earth Immortal-level geniuses."
Zuo Si was talking, his eyes swept over Lin Yi and the others, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "The Zongmen Dabi is the biggest event in Qiongshan, statistics were made a few days ago, the number of people participating in the Dabi Probably about eight thousand."
"Eight thousand?"
Lin Yi couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, Zuo Si's words were very clear, every old disciple had to participate in the Zongmen Dabi, and the number was 8,000, which meant that in Qiongshan, the total number of younger brothers was only 8,000.
You know, Qiongshan recruits disciples every ten years, and each time the number of new disciples is nearly 100,000. Before recruiting disciples, some old disciples who have exhausted their potential must be dismissed, and many disciples will disappear and be killed. First, there will be very few old disciples.
Strictly speaking, this year's new disciples are not considered true Qiongshan disciples, because after ten years, if they fail to break through to the Nirvana state disciples, they will be dismissed directly. In this way, more than 90% of the new disciples will be expelled.
For most warriors, it is very difficult to enter Nirvana within ten years.
"Let's talk about the rules of the big competition. The rules of the big competition are two-two matches. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated directly. After the first round of the competition, 4,000 people will advance, and 4,000 people will be eliminated, and then continue to fight. Two-to-two duel, 2,000 people will advance, and 2,000 people will be eliminated. And so on, until the ten strongest disciples are selected, and they will challenge the top 100 people. Each person has a chance to challenge, the winner will enter the top 100, and the loser will enter the top 100. Those who are eliminated will be eliminated. In the end, there will be a ranking competition for the top 100, and the person who wins the first place will be the next Young Sect Leader... "
"Um!"
Hearing this, Lin Yi nodded secretly. The rules of this big competition are very simple and fair. As long as they have the strength, anyone can become the young master.
You know, among the thousands of old disciples, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there may be people who are not inferior to those true disciples. If their ambitions are exposed at this time, it will be wonderful.
Not everyone is willing to be a true disciple, but if they compete for the young master, Lin Yi believes that few people can withstand such a temptation. Once they become the young master, they will be the future masters of Qiongshan.
Are you less in charge? I want to argue, I have been hiding for decades, it is time to show my edge.
Interesting, the head is mine.
True disciples, this time I will trample all of you under my feet.
In the crowd, many powerful auras floated secretly.
The sudden exposure caused an uproar in the audience, and everyone was talking about it. Judging from this situation, it seems that the position of the master must have been decided by those true disciples.
Maybe there is a certain dark horse that will shine here.
"Be quiet."
Zuo Si pressed down with one hand, signaling everyone not to speak, and he continued: "Among the new disciples, if one person enters the top 100, then all the geniuses of the earth immortal level can enter the four seasons formation together with the young master." Practice for a year."
Zuo Si said this to Lin Yi and the other seven Earth Immortal-level geniuses.
After talking about some competition rules, Zuo Si announced: "The number plates will be drawn next, and then the competition will begin."
After Zuo Si finished speaking, he left the ring and returned to his seat. Then an elder came to one of the arenas with a universe bag.
Those veterans went up one after another to draw number plates. There were two types of number plates, one was a gold plate made of gold, the other was a bluish-white jade plate, and each number plate had a separate number.
At the beginning of the big competition, if the number of people who draw the gold medal and the jade medal are the same, then the two of them are opponents of each other.
Soon, most of the old disciples got their number plates, some were gold and some were jade.
"Let's go! Let's go up too!"
Lin Yi glanced at Chu Xiaoxiang and Xiang Feiyan, and walked towards the ring. After all the old disciples had finished drawing, Lin Yi and the other seven began to draw the number plates.
The person in charge of holding the Qiankun bag is an octogenarian, very old, and his cultivation base is the ninth level of Nirvana.
Lin Yi glanced at the old man's Qiankun bag. It was specially made and he couldn't see what was inside. When Lin Yi reached in, a number plate floated into his hand. He grabbed the number plate and took a look. It was a gold A colored token with the number three thousand five hundred and twenty.
In other words, his opponent was the person holding the number 3520 jade plate. After taking the number plate, Lin Yi floated off the ring without stopping.
Back at the disciple camp of Yunv Peak, Lin Yi and the three showed their tokens to each other. Chu Xiaoxiang got a jade token, and her number was 2921.
Xiang Feiyan got the gold medal, and the number was very high, No. 98.
"Everyone has drawn the number plates, and the big competition has officially started." Zuo Si took a sip of tea, and then announced.
"The big competition has finally started. I don't know who my opponent is?"
"Junior brother, your strength is too weak, you just have to admit defeat when you meet a strong opponent."
"I am number 250, who is the same as me? Why is no one talking, I know there is another 250."
"Damn it, mine is number ten, and I'll be playing soon, so excited about what to do!"
After Zuo Si announced the start of the competition, those old disciples shouted one by one, and most of them wanted to know who the person with the same number plate as their own was.
Lin Yi looked at those arenas, there were ten in total, and there were formations on each of them. Due to the large number of participants, it was impossible to hold them in one arena, which would be a waste of time.
If ten arenas are held at the same time, it can save a lot of time.
"My number is number ninety-eight. It should be my turn soon." Xiang Feiyan glanced at her token, then looked around the crowd, as if trying to find her opponent.
On the ring, the octogenarian put away the Qiankun bag, stepped back and said, "The big competition begins. There are ten rings here, and the competition will be held in ten rings at the same time. The old man announced that the big competition has officially started, and the one who got the number one card People go to ring one, number two go to ring two, number three go to ring three, and so on!"
"In addition, killing people is not allowed in the competition, and spiritual weapons are not allowed to be used, otherwise the qualification will be disqualified."
After the old man finished speaking, he left the ring directly, ascended to the sky, and looked down at the ten rings below. Obviously, he is responsible for the next thing, and the referee is also him.
The old man's surname is Chen, and many disciples know him.
Lin Yi nodded secretly, the rules were similar to what he imagined. In such a grand competition, the sect definitely does not allow killing people, otherwise, after such a large-scale competition, it is unknown how many people will die.
Lin Yi didn't think that it couldn't be the use of spiritual weapons, but it would be beneficial to him. He likes close combat the most, and the arena is only ten feet long. For a warrior of his level, he can reach it in one step. Attack is also impossible.
"Get on stage!"
"Walk!"
"start!"
At the beginning of the big competition, someone came to the stage. There were ten groups of people who came on stage first, with two people in each group, people from No. 1 to No. 10 respectively.
Among these ten groups, there is no one who is too powerful. The strongest one is in the eighth ring, and that is a disciple of the fifth level of Nirvana.
Except for the No. 8 ring, the battles of the other groups have already begun. When the opponents entered the arena, a semi-circular transparent mask above the arena gradually opened up, covering the entire arena.
That is a defensive formation, it will not hurt people, and it can also prevent the warrior's attack from fluctuating too much and affecting the onlookers.
After all, for a competition at this level, if those powerful old disciples could blow up the ring with a single punch if they weren't restrained by formations, it would be better than trying a ball.
