Immortal Cultivation Simulation: Tongtian Sword Master

Thinking about Huangfuyuan, Lin Chen really didn't want the Master and Little Sister to come.

However, Lin Chen couldn't speak directly.

"Chen'er, you and Mingyue got the places in the Eight Desolation Society, how can we not come for such a big event?"

"Yes, Junior Brother Xiaoliu, we were all very happy to hear that you got the spot. We didn't plan to bring Xueqing Little Sister, but she kept asking, so we had no choice but to bring her too."

Lin Chen sighed helplessly.

For today's plan, it can only be settled when it comes!

"Come on, come on, come on, let me introduce you, this is Senior Sister Wan Mingyue..."

Lin Chen understood that everyone cared about him.

Thinking of Huangfuyuan's goal, thinking that after this person's goal is achieved, catastrophe will come, and everyone who cares about him in front of him will suffer misfortune.

Lin Chen subconsciously clenched his fingers.

For the implementation of the next plan, I became a little more determined in my heart.

After some conversation.

Master Xuan Yangzi led a group of people to the VIP seats.

"Squeeze what!"

"Xuan Yangzi, where is the position of your four-star Sect!"

As soon as he walked into the aisle, Xuan Yangzi was scolded.

Due to their status as four-star Sects, they received a lot of stares from five-star Sect Elders and disciples.

Some other distinguished guests also cast disgusted glances at Xuan Yangzi.

Xuan Yangzi had experienced all kinds of scenes, and seemed to be used to seeing them, and he didn't refute them, so he quickly took Qu Xiaoqian and his party to find a corner and sit down.

"I don't know how many points Little Sixth Junior Brother can get in this first round of competition."

The third senior sister, Qu Xiaoqian, held a piece of paper with an introduction to the rules of the first round, and cast an expectant look at Lin Chen next to the martial arts stage.

Also looking forward to it was Huangfuyuan.

In a quiet small high-rise building, she was sitting on a luxurious soft couch, her seductive eyes flickered, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as she gazed condescendingly at Lin Chen who was in the field.

Obviously, she is very much looking forward to Lin Chen's performance next.

Lin Chen's performance will directly affect which plan she chooses to implement in the future.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

At this time, the bell echoed in the square.

The first round of the Bahuang Club's martial arts competition has officially begun!

On the fighting platform.

No one was there.

Everyone remained silent, and after a full cup of tea, no one took the lead on the fighting platform.

turn out to be.

The rules of the first round of the Eight Wilderness Club's competition adopted the system of guarding the ring.

Whoever takes the stage first will be the champion.

To accept the challenges of latecomers in turn.

Every time the challenger wins a game, he gets ten points.

Once defeated, the defense of the ring will fail, and the ring leader will be replaced.

It is especially important to note that whoever can defend to the end will get 1,000 points at once!

That is to say, the person who stays to the end will undoubtedly be the top of the first round.

And this, in the next second round, will occupy a huge advantage.

It is not difficult to see from this.

Being first on stage has huge disadvantages.

It's almost impossible to stay till the end.

Because that means, you need to beat everyone.

"Brother Wang, aren't you going up? As a disciple of the Burning Star Sect, you should set an example."

A white-clothed man waved a folding fan, and ran to Wang He, a blue-clothed young man beside him.

"Hmph! Chu Jingfeng, you Zhaotian sect are also five-star sects, why don't you go first?"

Wang He was not provoked, and sneered to refute.

This time around, there were four five-star Sects participating, occupying eight places.

Therefore, these five-star Sect disciples are afraid of each other, and no one is absolutely sure to overcome the challenges of other Sects.

In the arena, it was still in a state of silence, and no one came on stage.

According to the rules, if no one takes the initiative to take the stage in Yizhuxiang, the next person will be selected by lottery.

The five-star Sect disciples in the audience were very calm, made up their minds, and waited for the lottery.

"Junior Brother, those five-star Sect disciples are extremely powerful."

"Let's wait until their strength is damaged after the duel, and then go on stage to challenge, which is safer."

Wan Mingyue calmly analyzed to Lin Chen.

At this time.

Lin Chen looked at Wan Mingyue and smiled slightly: "Senior sister, don't forget what you told me in the inn."

"Huh? What? Trust you? Junior brother, you..." Wan Mingyue didn't quite understand why Lin Chen mentioned this at this moment.

Just when she wanted to ask further.

Something that shocked her happened!

A scene that surprised everyone appeared!

Lin Chen's figure flashed, and he stood in the center of the fighting platform.

"Okay! The one on stage is the master."

"Identity, four-star Sect Wan Jianzong, Lin Chen!"

The person in charge followed the procedure and announced loudly.

Countless eyes fell on Lin Chen, some were surprised, some were ridiculed, some were expecting, and some were worried.

Lin Chen stood erect, his eyes calm, waiting for the arrival of the first War Practitioner.

Facing Lin Chen's "showing off" behavior, those five-star Sect disciples all showed anger.

In their view, they, the five-star Sect disciples, are the leaders of this Eight Desolation Society.

They didn't say a word, Lin Chen, a small four-star Sect disciple, dared to push forward?

This is simply a naked provocation!

"Idiot! I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!"

"Junior brother, you go up and teach this kid a lesson. Don't use too hard a hand, let him have a better memory by giving up one hand."

Wang He of the Burning Star Sect, with a livid face, ordered to the person beside him.

"Yes, brother."

The people next to him got orders and stepped onto the stage.

This person's name is Cao Jian, and he is Wang He's younger brother.

As for the Cultivation Base...

The five-star Sect disciples who can come to participate in this Eight Desolation Society, Cultivation Base are all Nascent Soul Realm Ninth Stage peaks.

Many of them have also experienced several times of first stage thunder calamity tempering, and their strength is extremely strong.

"It's Cao Jian from the Burning Star Sect!"

"Hey, it's over for this kid named Lin Chen! He made a show of himself and angered the five-star Sect disciple. I'm afraid he will be beaten badly."

Many people had gloating looks on their faces.

And Wan Mingyue, Xuan Yangzi and others were sweating for Lin Chen.

I really don't understand why Lin Chen is the first to stand on stage at this time.

Opposite Lin Chen, Cao Jian was carrying a Daobao sword on his back, with a gloomy face and a haughty expression, looking at Lin Chen with disdain.

As a disciple of the Burning Star Sect, Cao Jian was powerful. After he stepped on the stage, every time he took a step, a cracked footprint would appear on the ground.

You must know that the organizers have specially placed protective formations on this martial arts arena in consideration of the strength of the participants.

It can easily resist cultivator attacks in the ordinary Nascent Soul environment.

But at this moment, the power of true essence that Cao Jian inadvertently radiated was enough to break through the defenses of the formation and smash the fighting platform to pieces, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

"Boy, you are not worthy of my shot."

"My senior brother said that I want to lose one of your hands. Immediately cut off your own arm and get off the stage!" Cao Jian glanced at Lin Chen and ordered lightly.

Lin Chen looked at Cao Jian calmly: "You want to break my arm?"

"great."

Lin Chen smiled.

He just needs someone to stand up. If the other party is too polite, he is really embarrassed to hit hard.

Since the person in front of him wanted to break his arm, he could only let him lie down.