The "Divine Phoenix Nirvana" square in Qifeng City was densely packed with young warriors from various empires, as well as elders and heads of various sects and aristocratic families.
They all came here for this Five Nations Youth Martial Arts Competition, and also to see the superhuman style of the five geniuses who have been rumored for a long time in the mainland.
This youth martial arts competition held every five years is the best stage for them to show themselves, and it is also a touchstone for them after years of hard training.
Since the age of the warriors participating in the martial arts competition must not exceed twenty-five years old, some warriors You can only participate once in your life, and some warriors miss it and fail to participate even once in their life.
On the high platform where the divine phoenix was reborn, a beautiful-looking emcee in gorgeous clothes stood on the high platform and shouted loudly: "I would like to invite the Eighth Prince of the Jichen Empire to read out this Five Nations Youth Martial Arts Competition for all the young talents in the mainland. rules of the game.”
As soon as the master of ceremonies put his words into effect, Gu Xun, the eighth prince and prince of the Jichen Empire, slowly walked towards the high platform.
Gu Xun was seen standing on the high platform looking down at the warriors below.
After a moment, Gu Xun said loudly: "On behalf of the organizers of the Five Nations Youth Martial Arts Competition, I welcome all young talents from all over the mainland, as well as heads of various factions and heads of aristocratic families.
The competition rules for this conference are as follows: 1.
The five referees in this competition are all seniors from mainland China appointed by the heads of the five countries as referees, which ensures fair competition in this competition.
The five judges are Xia Xinglong, the ninth prince of the Shenlong Empire, Master Wuhui, the abbot of Fenlin Temple in the Tianyang Empire, Xuanyuan Hao, the head of the Xuanyuan family in the Jichen Empire, Shangguan Ruifeng, the head of the Shangguan family in the Holy Soul Empire, and Ouyang Haifeng, the head of the Ouyang family in the Dark Moon Empire. 2.
All contestants must be teenagers between the ages of 17 and 25 from Mainland China.
If the referee has doubts about the age of the martial artist, they have the right to test the skeletal age of the martial artist with an energy tester.
The participating martial artists must not have any doubts. . 3.
All contestants will receive a number plate representing their respective identities in order.
Afterwards, each warrior will select their opponent by drawing lots, and the winner will advance to the next competition. 4.
There are no stipulated moves or weapons for warriors in the competition, as long as they can defeat the opponent, but remember not to hurt the opponent's life.
After the opponent voluntarily admits defeat, the winner is not allowed to make things difficult or humiliate. 5.
Elimination Cold and Preliminary Rounds.
Each participating fighter will have one match per day.
The winner will advance to the next round.
The semi-finals will be held once every three days for each fighter.
The winner will advance to the next round of Cold Events.
The semi-finals and the final competition will compete for the top spot.
The finals are held every seven days.
After Prince Gu Xun read the rules of the competition, he cleared his throat and said loudly: "The overall purpose of the previous Five Nations Youth Martial Arts Conference is to provide a platform for young martial artists from mainland China to compete and communicate with each other.
I hope you can Make good use of this opportunity that only comes once in five years and strive to perform well.
I also wish that the young warriors from the five countries can perform at a superhuman level on this high platform of the Divine Phoenix Nirvana."
"Thank you to the Eighth Prince."
Everyone in the audience responded politely, hugging their fists towards the Eighth Prince.
The five judges on the referee's bench of Prince Gu Xun's dynasty clasped their fists slightly and said loudly: "The following time will be left to the masters.
If you need anything, please just give me your instructions.
I will give my full cooperation."
"The Eighth Prince is serious," the five masters all stood up, clasped their fists towards the Eighth Prince, and said politely.
Although the Eighth Prince is just one of the many princes of the Jichen Empire's royal family, because of his reputation as a virtuous man, Prince Gu Xun is respected in the Jichen Empire's royal family, in the hearts of the Lord Gu Zheng, and in the hearts of the people of the Jichen Empire.
It can be regarded as a pillar that shakes the sky.
Gu Xun politely raised his fists towards the masters and then slowly walked off the platform.
Xia Xinglong looked at the warriors in the audience and said loudly: "All the young heroes who signed up at the opening of the competition five days ago, in the order of the strokes of their surnames, in groups of fifty, will go to the emcee's office to receive their respective identities.
"Number plate", the loser in the competition will return the number plate by himself."
"Yes" all the warriors in the audience responded loudly.
In order, the warriors received the name and number plates corresponding to each person from the hands of the master of ceremonies, and then returned to their respective positions.
It was not difficult to see the expressions of joy and worry on the faces of the people.
It appears that these young warriors have a complicated psychology of longing for the "Divine Phoenix Nirvana" high platform, but also a little bit of fear.
What an honor it would be to be able to show off one's skills in front of warriors from all over the mainland, and to be able to show off what one has learned in one's life in front of the masters of the five super families and sects in the mainland.
After everyone had selected their number plates, Xia Xinglong lightly pressed his right hand on the large energy slate in front of him, and the first match of the day and the first pair of this martial arts competition appeared randomly on the energy screen.
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Warrior.
Xia Xinglong could only shout loudly: "The first martial arts competition today will be between Ji Dongping, the eldest son of the Ji family of the Dark Moon Empire, and Luo Yan, the magic sword of the Shenlong Empire."
As soon as Xia Xinglong finished speaking, he saw two tall young men walking slowly up the stone steps on both sides of the high platform to the "Sacred Phoenix Nirvana" high platform.
"Ji Dongping, I have heard about the name of Demon Sword Luo Yan for a long time.
Today, I can compete with you in the martial arts competition.
Although I know that I am not your opponent, I still hope to try my best to fight with you."
Ji Dongping looked excited.
He said looking at Luo Yan, who was holding a knife in both hands and showing no expression on his face.
"Among my peers today, only Yunfeng is worthy of fighting with me."
Luo Yan replied coldly.
Princess Wuyang's health was getting worse and worse.
He really had no mood to compete with other martial arts here.
I wish I could devote every minute and every second to Princess Wuyang.
But the Ninth Prince hoped that he could win the first place in the martial arts competition.
In addition, Princess Wuyang tried her best to persuade him, so Luo Yan reluctantly agreed to compete on stage.
"Everyone says that Yun Feng is ruthless and Luo Yan is crazy.
I have learned the lesson today."
Ji Dongping said with some displeasure.
He cupped his fist towards Luo Yan and said, "Brother Luo, please" After Ji Dongping finished speaking, he already held a Qiao Mei bronze stick in his hand and stared at Luo Yan with a serious expression.
"A lay disciple of Fenlin Temple," Luo Yan asked coldly.
"Yes."
After Ji Dongping said this, he jumped towards Luo Yan in the air, and struck Luo Yan with the force of a mountain of copper stick in his hand, which was extremely powerful.
Luo Yan, who was standing on the high platform, looked coldly at Ji Dongping who was getting closer and closer.
There was no change in his eyes.
He still stood there indifferently, as if the copper stick in Ji Dongping's hand was hitting someone else. .
"Ah" everyone in the audience screamed.
Ji Dongping's eyebrow-level bronze stick hit Luo Yan's head from the void in a moment.
Luo Yan was not in a hurry, but everyone in the audience was extremely anxious.
"Broken" Just when everyone was panicking, Luo Yan roared wildly, and a cold light suddenly shot out in his cold eyes.
Luo Yan's figure flashed suddenly, and his electric figure rushed out in an instant.
On the high platform of Divine Phoenix Nirvana, a red cold light flashed very quickly.
Ji Dongping only felt a slight chill on his neck, and a slender thread of blood slowly overflowed from his bronzed skin.
Ji Dongping covered his neck with his palms, staring at the expressionless Luo Yan holding the blood knife in his face with surprise. , the shock in my heart cannot be expressed in words.
With a "cang" sound, Luo Yan's long sword was returned to its sheath.
"Luo Yansheng of the Divine Dragon Empire" the master of ceremonies roared loudly.
After Luo Yan put away the Qilin Blood Knife in his hand, he slightly raised his hand towards a middle-aged man with a majestic look who was wearing a yellow embroidered dragon brocade robe on the golden scaffolding due east, and towards the five people on the referee's bench.
The senior referee from mainland China, whose cultivation was astonishing, bowed respectfully with his fists clasped in his hands, turned around and walked towards the audience.
"Why don't you kill me?"
Ji Dongping roared loudly.
He was born in a famous family, and he became a disciple of Fenlin Temple, the most authentic martial arts sect in the world, since he was a child, and he practiced martial arts and martial arts.
Even among the tens of thousands of talented disciples in Fenlin Temple, his skills are extremely top-notch.
Ji Dongping has always felt proud of having such a strong and powerful cultivation at such a young age, and his father often praises him in front of others and is proud of having such a skilled son.
But today, he couldn't even block Luo Yan's move, which made him feel a little hard to let go.
Luo Yan paused slightly and said contemptuously: "You are not qualified to die by my sword."
After Luo Yan said that, he quickly walked down the platform.
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"The legendary magic sword Luo Yan is indeed well-deserved.
I really don't know how powerful it will be when the five young masters from the mainland gather on this high platform to fight with swords for glory."
Sitting on the stone chair in the square, Lan Xinhong, the young master of the Qingyan Sect, shouted in surprise.
"Don't worry, you will definitely see it this time.
It is said that among the five young masters, except for the cold-faced demon Yunfeng and the inexplicably missing patron saint Mo Yan, there is no news yet.
The names of the other three have been announced five days ago.
Yunfeng and Mo Yanxiu were on the list.
No matter how extraordinary they are, they are just juniors like you and me.
How can the two of them endure such a big scene of the Five Nations Conference, so I believe they will definitely show up."
Lan.
A young man beside Xinhong said loudly.
"It makes sense," Lan Xinhong nodded and said with a smile
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