Tens of thousands of disciples quickly calmed down, temporarily suppressing the pride in their hearts, their eyes shining brightly, and they were waiting attentively!

"Cangyun Sect disciples obey orders!"

The deep and resonant words rang out, and a solemn and solemn atmosphere suddenly enveloped the square!

"This year's sect martial arts competition breaks the convention. There will be no distinction between inner and outer sects. It will all be held in a mixed manner. Everyone must already know this. What I want to talk about now is the rules for the first round of the sect martial arts competition!"

The silver-robed elder paused, and a sharp flash flashed in his eyes!

After hearing the words, many people became energetic, took deep breaths and listened attentively.

"The rules of this first round... Haha, there is no need to draw lots, no restrictions, you can choose your opponents at will, catch them and fight them, the winner will be promoted, and the loser will be eliminated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the square suddenly became silent!

Everyone's excitement and smiles froze on their faces, and the atmosphere suddenly turned deadly silent!

"Wha...what? What is the elder talking about?"

"There are no restrictions, you can choose any opponent to fight, the winner will be promoted, and the loser will be eliminated?"

"This...isn't this nonsense?"

"It's okay to not distinguish between inner and outer sects, but now there is such a rule. This is simply... playing the piano randomly!"

"That's unreasonable! How could such a serious matter like the martial arts competition of the sect come up with such lame rules?"

"Could it be that the elder made a mistake?"

Everyone couldn't help the doubts in their hearts, they all frowned and looked at each other in confusion.

Finally, everyone turned their attention to the silver-robed elder in the spectator seats, and what they saw was a calm expression and an unmistakable gaze.

Everyone's eyes moved and they looked at the sect leader Chu Tianhua, who also had a leisurely smile on his face, as if he appreciated this martial arts competition very much and had no objections to this rule!

Everyone's hearts sank as they understood the reality. This rule had obviously already been approved by the sect leader, and it was useless even if it made sense to them.

"This...isn't this too childish?"

"Don't we need layers of selection?"

"If we do this, half of the disciples will be eliminated in an instant, and there will also be serious internal fighting between the peaks?"

"This is too exaggerated. I have never heard of any sect's martial arts competition doing this!"

"Nonsense! What a nonsense!"

Everyone looked away, their faces stiffened and their brows furrowed.

Almost no disciple of Yifeng is satisfied with this rule.

Because in this case, the first thing they have to face is not the pressure from other peaks, but the internal fighting of the disciples of this peak!

No matter which peak it is, this is not a good thing. It will greatly affect their overall combat power, and even lose more than half of it from the beginning.

In the spectator seats, the silver-robed elder first shook his head and sighed, then nodded and laughed, making everyone depressed.

"Didn't you hear clearly? Well, let me say it again! There are no restrictions in the first round of this martial arts competition. No matter you are an inner disciple or an outer disciple, you can choose an opponent to challenge at will, and the other party cannot refuse.

!If anyone refuses, they will be directly eliminated!"

"That's true!"

"Who the hell came up with this kind of rule?"

"I think the person who made the rules must have lost his mind, right? Isn't this a bloody brawl? Can we really see everyone's cultivation attainments?"

"Hmph! How can such a big event as a sect's martial arts competition be done so randomly?"

Everyone gritted their teeth and yelled angrily. There was no longer the excitement and excitement they had before, but they were just extremely depressed.

Of course, there are also people who look calm and don't care at all.

Most of these people are inner sect geniuses, especially the top geniuses in the inner sect. They don't care who their opponents are.

Because no matter who they play against, they are confident enough to win and advance, and their ultimate goal is the ultimate victory in the competition.

"Excuse me, elder! Shouldn't we get on the stage and draw lots to compete?"

Some people couldn't help the anger in their hearts and started questioning him while squeezing their necks.

The silver-robed elder smiled coldly: "Step into the ring? Humph! What qualifications do you have to step into the ring?"

"You..." The disciple's face froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly. He wanted to refute but had some scruples.

"Everyone, listen, only the winner after the first round is qualified to enter the ring for subsequent martial arts competitions. If you can't even pass the first round, don't talk about entering the ring, because

You are not qualified at all!"

The silver-robed elder had a sullen face and glanced coldly at tens of thousands of disciples, causing the atmosphere in the square to drop to freezing point in an instant.

This time, no one raised any doubts, because the silver-robed elder had made it clear enough.

No matter how ridiculous and childish this rule seems, no matter how angry and confused the disciples are, and even enough to destroy the longing and excitement in everyone's hearts, it has become a fait accompli and cannot be changed!

"Okay! Even if you have any objections, please put them away!" The silver-robed elder's face was solemn, with a look of majesty lingering between his brows!

"Now I announce: The first round of martial arts competition has begun. Everyone will immediately choose their opponents and decide the winner on the spot!"

boom!

After a moment of silence, the whole square suddenly exploded!

The rules have been set and cannot be changed. No one hesitates anymore. All they can do is find the weakest opponent possible to challenge in order to ensure that they can advance.

However, almost every disciple had this idea, and in the blink of an eye, someone rushed to join them.

"That's unreasonable!"

"Get away!"

"How dare you rob me? I won't teach you a lesson?"

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of chaotic fights broke out in the square. Some people took action in anger and blasted their opponents away in the blink of an eye.

"The winner emerges!"

"Loser leaves!"

The elders of the sect and the deacon disciples quickly announced the end of the fight. Auras of light danced in the square, firmly locking the two sides in each fight, leaving them no chance to fish in troubled waters.

"This...is it over?"

"I haven't... picked my opponent yet!"

"Does this count?"

Several disciples who were fighting over their opponents couldn't help but froze in place when they saw the aura falling quickly in mid-air covering themselves!

"Didn't you hear what I said? Why are you still standing there?"

The silver-robed elder's words were heard from afar, and they were immediately awakened.

In the blink of an eye, another deacon disciple flew over and appeared directly in front of them.

"You advance, you eliminate! The winner comes out, the loser leaves, hurry up!"

The deacon's disciples couldn't help but signal the winner to go to another area. There was a large open space there, which was the winner's area for the first round of martial arts competition.

"Damn it!"

"That's unreasonable!"
Chapter completed!