The knockout stage of the elite competition held in Chang'e City lasts for three full weeks.
A thousand warriors, old or young, who are qualified to attack the innate talent will gather in Chang'e City to determine the ranking of this elite competition.
The top 1,000 warriors in the elite competition are eligible to share the competition subsidies given to Xunzhou warriors.
The higher the ranking, the higher the subsidy.
Once they reach the top 100, the subsidies that warriors can receive are enough to provide them with food and clothing for a lifetime.
And if it can enter the top ten, then the subsidies will already be considered small.
Although the viewership of the Elite Tournament is not as high as that of the Innate Tournament, it is still an extremely important event.
The best players in the Elite Tournament every year will almost enter the Innate Tournament within a few years.
Therefore, those martial artists who perform well in elite competitions will be sought after by major brands for endorsement, and will also be invited by various martial arts gyms.
Making a name for yourself in elite tournaments has always been associated with getting rich overnight.
Not long after the elite competition started, Chang'e City, which was originally sparsely populated, received a large influx of tourists, so busy that Xiao Hei didn't even have time to find Xunze to play games.
"teacher."
Shortly before the knockout round started, Ming Xunze found Chi Yihan who was waiting to enter the venue to participate in the competition.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Xunze patted this disciple whom he had not seen for a long time apologetically, and then asked, “I am confident that I will reach the top spot in this competition.”
"I will be satisfied if I can enter the top 250 disciples."
Chi Yihan replied, "After all, the disciples are still young, and there are too many masters coming to participate in the competition this time."
"Two hundred and fifty doesn't sound good, try to get into the top 125."
He asked Xunze to signal Chi Yihan to sit aside and talk to him.
"By the way, Yihan, do you still remember what I taught you?"
Because Xunze had no relevant memories, he could only borrow words from Chi Yihan to see if Chi Yihan knew that he had the cultivation level of a grandmaster.
"Didn't the teacher only let the disciples practice swordsmanship?"
Chi Yihan said, rubbing the back of his head, "The teacher said before that if the disciple's performance in this elite competition satisfies you, you will teach me how to cultivate internal strength. " "Xunze, you are lying to your little apprentice again."
After listening to Chi Yihan's words, before Xunze could open his mouth, a big man walked up from a distance and shouted to Xunze.
"Old Bear" Jing Xunze turned around and found that the man walking over was his good friend, Elder Xiong, the curator of Ming Lei Sword Hall.
"If you don't go to see your sword hall, what are you doing here?"
Xunze stood up with a smile and bumped chests with Lao Xiong.
"What sword hall?
I think you've been too busy lately."
The old bear patted Xunze on the back and said, "I have just become the acting elder of Qinglian Sword Sect's Ming Lei lineage.
Why don't I open a sword hall without giving up such a good future?"
As one of the thirteen generation sects of China, Qinglian Sword Sect has long been transformed into a behemoth along with the development of the solar system by Chinese civilization.
In order to facilitate management, Qinglian Sword Sect allows master-level masters to establish their own training inheritance.
For example, the Qinglian lineage where Xunze is located belongs to the main lineage and is led by the sect director.
Of course, the Zhongzhou Qinglian lineage that Xunze belongs to belongs to the main lineage in name only, but in fact it has little to do with the main lineage.
The Ming Lei lineage that Lao Xiong mentioned may also be the inheritance established by a master at Qinglian Sword Sect.
After history changed, the sword halls in Central Continent no longer had the need to exist and disappeared one after another.
Now it seems that the people in the sword halls have become the inheritors of the Qinglian Sword Sect.
"Look at my memory, I forgot."
He asked Xunze to pat his head, and then stretched out his arm to hook the old bear's neck.
"But I have some time recently, so why don't I go have a drink tonight?"
"sure."
The old bear smiled and said, "I came here to find you.
My disciples didn't live up to expectations this time, and none of them entered the knockout round, so I had to bring two younger and talented disciples over to let them see the world.
They are also a bunch of idle ones. " "But let's talk."
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Lao Xiong changed the topic and pointed at Chi Yihan and said, "Your apprentice's talent is really good.
Although you are the junior uncle of our Sword Sect and you also belong to the Qinglian lineage.
But after all, you are from the Qinglian lineage of Zhongzhou.
You only know swordsmanship but not internal strength.
I have given you such a good young talent.
In your hands, to be honest, it is not good for her future development.
How about not letting her enter my Ming Lei lineage to practice.
Make sure you agree in advance that I am not competing with you as your apprentice.
You are still the master.
I am only responsible for teaching and will not take up a quota. " "Master Xiong, there's really no need."
Before Xunze could say anything, Chi Yihan opened his mouth and said, "The teacher said that the Zhongzhou Qinglian lineage is not inferior to the Xunzhou Qinglian lineage.
As long as I perform well enough, he will teach me the inheritance of the Zhongzhou Qinglian lineage."
"Silly girl."
After listening to Chi Yihan's words, Jing Xunze realized that this girl did not actually want to be a master, but she stayed in the Qinglian lineage in Zhongzhou because she believed in herself.
"Hahaha, it's so funny."
At this moment, a burst of laughter came.
Several people looked up towards the place where the laughter came from, and found Zhou Yujian, the president of the Tang Jian Association, walking over with a man who was laughing and leading a young man.
"The Qinglian lineage of Zhongzhou is just a fake inheritance born to cling to the sword fairy Li Bai.
In order not to make the people of Zhongzhou look bad, our Qinglian Sword Sect admitted the existence of the Qinglian lineage of Zhongzhou.
How dare you say that the inheritance of the Zhongzhou Qinglian lineage is not inferior to that of the Xunzhou Qinglian lineage.
Dare I ask how many grandmasters Xunzhou Qinglian has produced?"
"Father, let alone the masters of the Qinglian lineage in Zhongzhou, even the elders who teach the skills have probably never been born.
I heard that for a period of time, they even sent people to Xunzhou to beg for help from our Qinglian Sword Sect.
Stone to prevent your inheritance from being broken.”
Before the man finished speaking, the boy next to him followed the man's words and taunted Xunze and others.
"Wei Ziqian" was not angry when he called Xunze because he recognized who this man was.
"Oh, you actually know my name."
Wei Ziqian was surprised, and then said proudly, "It seems like you, a liar who relies on the reputation of Qinglian's lineage to eat and drink, have some knowledge."
Not only are you knowledgeable, you also kneeled down before me.
It seems that after history changed, the fate of many people changed.
But the annoying energy is still there, but it doesn't matter, I just want you to kneel down one more time.
Jing Xunze looked at President Zhou Yujian next to Wei Ziqian and asked, "Why is President Zhou with him?"
"Deacon Wei has recently been responsible for the publicity work of Qinglian Sword Sect.
It just so happens that his son has also entered the knockout stage of the elite tournament this time, so I am going to introduce Deacon Wei to you."
Zhou Yujian said awkwardly
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