In an atmosphere so oppressive and breathless, the Shield World Martial Arts Competition, which takes place every twenty years, officially kicked off.

Compared with the Zhenbaohui ten years ago, this martial arts competition is even more grand. Otherwise, there are too many giants attending the opening ceremony of the competition.

At the same time, it also seemed rushed and panicked.

How can a competition that is held every twenty years be in a hurry and panic? Similarly, it is because there are too many giants attending or observing this competition.

When so many giants come to Fengdu Star, they have to receive them, arrange accommodation, security, etc. What's more important is that the big bosses from the Antiquity Federation and Huilian are also here.

But the terrible thing is that the Ancient Appreciation Federation, Huilian, and the Hermitage are not well known to the public. They are organizations that are "hidden" among the top leaders of various countries.

Zhen Bao Hui is organized by the Antiquities Federation, but what it declares to the outside world is that it is indeed a member of the International Treasures Federation. Qin Yiqi is the rotating president of the Treasures Federation.

Similarly, the martial arts competition is actually in the hands of the monastery, but its name to the outside world is the International Martial Arts Federation.

These two names are a bit like the former International Football Association and the current Martial Arts Association of Orion.

Corresponding to the Ancient Appreciation Federation, the Hermitage also has a board of directors. The chairman is Lu Guanshan, a male god of war who is about 120 years old.

The God of War does not have further subdivided levels in the shield world. In the real world corresponding to the Immortal Arm, it is subdivided into nine levels.

Luguan Mountain is about the second level.

Lu Guanshan is definitely the most nervous and hectic person at the moment, bar none.

Needless to say in terms of reception, he had to come out to greet every head of state or powerful reclusive family patriarch who arrived. What was even more troublesome was that these people all carried out surprise attacks without prior notice. So, where to stay?

, VIP seats in the stadium, etc., must be adjusted in time, or even rebuilt, and the game cannot be postponed.

The opening venue of the martial arts competition is not closed, but semi-open. It is like a huge arched door composed of dozens of stands.

The top of the arc of the 'door' is the VIP area. The highest floor is a large one-way transparent room. This room was previously reserved for the upper echelons of the monastery.

But this time, the Association of Appreciating Antiquity and Huilian, which is at the same level as the Priory, has also arrived, so it will naturally be modified. Either, assume seats in this room, or, on both sides of the room, create new cultivators of the same type.

room.

The most distressing thing is how to treat the Hongchen Sect. Shouldn't we put it on an equal footing with the Hermitage? They actually have super-god-level experts. Once the masters of the Hongchen Sect go crazy, who in the Hermitage can stop it? Will the Hongchen Sect be the one who can stop it?

A equal force, right? The Priory is unwilling to do so.

In the end, Wei Wufeng, the president of the Hermitage, made the final decision to expand the room and add seats inside. The middle position naturally belonged to the Hermitage and Jiangu Association, while the positions on both sides were given to Huilian and Hongchen Sect.

This is an invisible struggle that is not open to the public. In the minds of the monastery, although the Hongchen Sect has been admitted to their exclusive VIP room, and everyone seems to be treated equally, there is still a distinction between superior and inferior seats.

He also secretly stirred up the conflict between Huilian and the Hongchen Sect. Huilian would definitely think that if there was no Hongchen Sect, they would sit separately from the Ancient Jiangu Association in the Hermitage. There is no distinction between superior and inferior, just the difference between host and guest. Now

The four families were side by side, and they all fell to the same position as the Hongchen Sect, so they naturally felt uncomfortable.

It doesn’t matter whether such a low-grade teasing method has any effect or not, it will disgust the Hongchen Sect anyway.

The VIP room on the top floor has been decided in this way, but the VIP seats on the lower floors are still in a dilemma. The patriarchs of the hidden family still have not disclosed their official identities. Are they arranged at the same level as the heads of countries, or are they also building one-way rooms?

What about the transparent observation room?

For a while, it was really possible to build such an observation room, but a large number of seats would have to be dismantled. And if the seats were to be dismantled, there would not be room for so many giants.

As for the VIP tickets that have been sold, although it is troublesome, it is not insurmountable. Those who can afford the VIP seats are naturally qualified to know what the Hidden World Family is. Do they dare to compete with the Hidden World Family? Most likely

He honestly took the refund, and then went to find someone else to force him to buy ordinary seat tickets for weaker people.

Still Wei Wufeng, he said decisively: "In order of name, let the fifty families or first-level forces sit in order, and the heads of the ten countries."

Lu Guanshan was dumbfounded, "President, did you count wrongly?" Where are there fifty first-level forces?

Wei Wufeng glared at Lu Guanshan, "The Gotingreis family and the Amazon Konghuan clan are considered the heads of the country. They do not arrange separate seats. How they sit is their internal matter. Anyway, ten seats are given to each family.

The ten major financial groups in Chutian and the eight major second-level castes in Amazon all arranged a VIP area. Hum, I just want to cause conflicts within them. The seats of the Konghuan clan fell behind the second-level castes such as Zhuansun and Qidiao, and I felt in my heart

It would be strange if there are no pimples.

If you have any objections, blame yourself. It has nothing to do with us. Who asked them to launch a surprise attack?"

No one knew whether the distinguished guests had any doubts in their hearts, whether they blamed each other or the monastery. Anyway, the martial arts competition was about to begin.

In the VIP room on the top floor, the representatives of the Hongchen Sect were actually Chilong Pingting and Yang Tongpei, which made the other three families, including Golio and others, stunned.

Wei Wufeng was secretly furious. This Bo Chengcheng must have been too arrogant. He actually sent a little girl to be on an equal footing with him. Did he think he was already superior? He completely forgot that he always thought he was superior, otherwise this top-level person would

VIP rooms will not always be exclusive to them.

Unable to bear it any longer, Wei Wufeng let go of his aura and prepared to make Chilong Pingting look embarrassed. At the same time, he asked sternly: "Little girl, where is your sect master?"

Chilong Pingting didn't seem to feel Wei Wufeng's aura. She led Yang Tongpei to the seat assigned to the Hongchen Sect without realizing it, and casually replied: "Our sect leader has always liked to be the hands-off shopkeeper. He goes

I am not qualified to ask what happened. If you are worried, you can tell President Wei for sure that I fully represent the Hongchen Sect this time. Every word I say, the Hongchen Sect and our sect leader agree with."

Wei Wufeng and others were shocked, not because Bo Chengcheng didn't show up, but because they were shocked by Chilong Pingting's skills. This little girl was supposed to be the representative of the Chilong family in this year's competition. Ordinarily, she could almost compete in the competition.

She won a spot on the new Xianluan Ranking. But now, Chilong Pingting has become the God of War, and her skill seems to be no weaker than Wei Wufeng, who is at the peak level (equivalent to the ninth level of Yingxian Arm Master).

This is a bit scary. You know, ten years ago, Chilong Pingting was still a war general.

Qiu Shui Lanyan, CEO of Huilian, asked in surprise what everyone present was thinking, "Are you the God of War?"

Chilong Pingting was not convinced at all, but said angrily: "It's all our fault for that unscrupulous sect leader. If he hadn't left all the documents and troubles to me, I would have become a god long ago. It's been ten years."

"Pfft." Many people were vomited in anger. Is ten years a long time? Do you know that it took me at least nearly a hundred years to become the God of War?

Everyone was astonished and then even more astonished. After Wei Wufeng's probing, they found out that all nine of Chilong Pingting's followers were peak war gods.

Wei Wufeng was finally frightened. Regardless of whether the legendary super gods were real or fake, these peak war gods were all real. The Hongchen Sect had only been established for ten years, but its combat power was so terrifying.

The whole place was silent, and the atmosphere was so cold that it was suffocating. No one wanted to speak, and speaking was just asking for boredom.

Chilong Pingting didn't seem to be aware of it, and she walked to her seat casually and sat down. Yang Tongpei and others also sat down next to her.

Outside the VIP room, Lu Guanshan, the chairman of the martial arts competition, was giving a passionate speech. For the first time, Wei Wufeng felt that Lu Guanshan was too procrastinating. Why did you talk so much nonsense? Isn't it good to announce the start of the competition early?

After the entrance ceremony, all the contestants were also invited to the stands. The competition that started today was a warrior-level speed race, or a light kung fu race. It was similar to the Orion Olympics, a fifty-kilometer obstacle course. There was a little difference, then.

That is, during the competition, players can create obstacles for each other, such as attacking each other with non-lethal hidden weapons.

Outside the exit of the U-shaped grandstand is the competition venue. Players start from the competition venue and run forward for twenty-five kilometers, passing through plains, swamps, woods, hillsides and other terrains, and then turn back.

Warrior-level competitions, in the eyes of high-level warriors, are naturally child's play. If they are not held at the front, haha, there may not even be an audience.

But that's not always the case. Leaders with far-sighted ideas also pay great attention to this level of competition. Because the strength of this level can reveal the foundation of a force.

Originally, this game was just a warm-up. The major giants took advantage of this moment to negotiate some secret exchanges or distributions of benefits.

Like Zhenbaohui, this game can also use the victory or defeat of the respective players to resolve some minor disputes.

But this time, all the giants unanimously shut their mouths and watched the game "concentrated". All their disputes were irrelevant in the face of Bo Chengcheng's unparalleled unification initiative.

Bang. A gunshot. The game begins.

A young man took the lead and jumped out like lightning.

Everyone's eyes froze, "Whose cub is this?"

After a while, the subordinates of the giants reported the information one after another, "The Hongchen Sect, Fei Xinyue. His grandfather is Feisos, the former professor of Chenghai Xingyang Ocean University."

Some people shook their heads and laughed, and said to themselves: "Although the Hongchen Sect is coming fiercely, after all, it is a newbie that has been established for only ten years, and you don't know how to hide your clumsiness. If you shoot a bird at the beginning, you don't understand the eternal principles. This kid is finished."

What I have said here is of course not that he is going to die, but that his game has just begun and is about to end.

Sure enough, many hidden weapons rained down on Fay Crescent's back and legs.

"Boom." Fei Xinyue suddenly kicked the ground, raising a huge cloud of smoke and dust.

After the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone was stunned. Where were the people? Looked again, no, right? The back of Fei Crescent had turned into a small dot, which was at least a kilometer away from the contestants behind.

Some people are very confused, "Is he really a soldier?"

At the exit of the U-shaped stand, after the players rushed out of the infield, a huge holographic screen appeared, broadcasting the players' competition process in real time.

At this time, there is only one person in the picture, and that is Fay Crescent. He is as fast as a galloping horse, as fast as a shooting star, and rides the dust, leaving the players behind him unable to see his back. And as agile as an ape, he is as agile as a monkey on the field.
Chapter completed!