Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Five or six minutes later, the first round of competition was completely over, and the winner of the first round was born.

There wasn't any particularly exciting competition in this round, mainly because both sides were of similar strength, and their cultivation levels were not high, and they didn't learn much martial arts, so they couldn't have much exciting competitions if they went their separate ways.

Both sides are basically fighting each other with their fists and kicks, using the most basic and simple moves to compete with each other.

The only thing worth watching is the battle in the first group, that is, the battle between Mo Yu and Cheng Yousheng of the Guiyi Sect.

The martial arts that Mo Yu learned from Emperor Han Tian were something that many people had never experienced before, and Cheng Yousheng, as a disciple of the Gui Yi Sect, naturally had some special skills.

The competition between the two can be said to be the only one that everyone present can see through.

As for the others, they felt like sitting on pins and needles. If they took any action, the monks in the spectator seats could see dozens of flaws.

And the most important thing is that the opponent couldn't even grasp a flaw and was defeated easily.

This is simply an insult to those of them who have experienced countless actual battles and passed through countless life and death hurdles.

"I shouldn't have come here. It's too torturous. Just watching them do anything is a huge torture to me!"

"Stop talking, my blood pressure is already high because of these little bastards. I couldn't catch any of the more than ten flaws, and they even killed me. How can I just play with it?"

"If I were like them, I would have died thousands of times. This class of monks can't do it."

…

A group of monks were cursing, just like people standing on a high mountain, looking at the people who were preparing to climb the mountain, mocking them for their various incorrect climbing postures, and laughing at their incorrect use of tools.

But they seem to have forgotten that this is a period that everyone will go through. When they were at this age, they may not be far as strong as the monks competing below.

Those who can participate in the rookie list this time are all the elites among the new cultivators, people who may appear on the strength list in the future.

As for those sitting spectators, their greatest achievement so far, and even in the future, may be to point out the monks on the future strength list in a rookie ranking competition.

"The second round of the competition is about to begin, all contestants please come to the stage."

Following the order from the elder of the Blood Demon Sect, the winners of the first round stepped onto the competition stage and prepared to start their second round of competition.

"Wanyu."

Lin Wanyu was halfway there when she was suddenly stopped. When she turned around, she found that Chu Tian was looking at her.

"Remember what I said, the prerequisite for kindness is to have the strength to protect yourself."

After hearing this, Lin Wanyu was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and thought for a few seconds.

"I, I understand, Master."

After saying that, he held the long sword in his hand and walked towards the competition platform.

"Bang!"

With the sound of drums, the monks on the competition stage rushed towards their opponents.

But Lin Wanyu's side was the same as the first round, neither of them made any move.

Only this time, the opponent was looking at Lin Wanyu, but Lin Wanyu was looking at the ground.

"The prerequisite for being kind is the ability to protect yourself." Lin Wanyu recited Chu Tian's words.

After a long time, she slowly raised her head and looked at her opponent, as if she understood something.

I saw a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes, and the next second, she rushed towards her opponent with a single step.