My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Feeling this greedy gaze, Su Xing also looked back.

After looking at the man with the strange red flower engraved on his face, he felt the strong hostility from the other party.

The funny thing is, he didn't know who this person was, so he started targeting himself out of nowhere.

"We have enmity?" Su Xing smiled.

The bewitching man licked the corner of his mouth, and said in an extremely feminine tone: "No, but, I am very interested in you."

The corner of Su Xing's mouth twitched suddenly.

This guy's skin is much fairer than that of a woman, and with this coquettish appearance, he is completely the same as a little fresh meat who is neither male nor female.

Being said by such a person, he only felt chills all over his body.

"Get out, don't come looking for death." Su Xing said back with a word.

Then, he began to observe the situation in this area A.

The entire range is about several hundred square meters, and with more than a hundred people standing here, it seems that the range of activities is not enough.

As for these opponents, Su Xing saw through most of them at a glance.

They are all objects that can be killed at will.

Only this safflower man, and a few young people who seemed to be heirs of some kind of big boss, seemed to be a bit messed up.

Soon, everyone belonging to Area A has already entered this area.

This time, you can see the difference.

Those who entered the field immediately seized their time, formed alliances with those around them, and tried to clear the field first.

There are also those who disdain to fight more with less, and stand alone on one side.

There are also people like Su Xing, who are full of confidence from the beginning to the end, and stand aside to observe the situation.

"All the contestants have already entered the arena." The old man's voice sounded again, full of energy.

"After a stick of incense, the game will officially begin."

"Being killed, kicked out of the field, or being called to surrender by oneself is counted as being eliminated."

"As a senior, I would like to give you a piece of advice here."

"Don't be too reluctant. If you really don't have enough strength, it's better to leave earlier and come back next time."

After finishing speaking, the old man took a few steps back and returned to the high platform that was prepared early in the morning.

There are luxurious decorations on it, and there are a total of five masters of the world, and it is here to watch the development of the grand festival of martial arts.

Originally, there was another position for Daoist Ling Xiao, but unfortunately he has no face to stay here, so one was vacated.

"This time, who do you like?"

A middle-aged Taoist nun who looked very serious suddenly spoke, her eyes fell on area A, and she examined each contestant.

The Emei Sect she was born in is also one of the great sects in the world.

The white-bearded old man from the Kunlun School who announced the rules just now squeezed his beard, squinted his eyes and said, "I see, that sword idiot in Wudang has something to do. If I remember correctly, last year, he made it to the fifteenth place on the list of young heroes, right?"

His eyes, following the words, fell on a young man in the Ding area.

The boy was wearing a taoist robe embroidered with eight trigrams and yin and yang. He seemed to be no more than twenty years old, and he carried a simple long sword behind his back.

Within a radius of ten meters around him, no one dared to approach him.

"Hehe, this year is different from previous years. You can't use the usual list as a reference." The friendly old Shaolin monk also spoke, looking at each assessment area with his eyes, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This time, the overall strength of the people who came here is much stronger than in previous years. I think the top names in previous years came here, but they are only at the middle level. I have a successor in Huaxia Wulin..."

Taoist Emei also nodded in a deep voice and said: "Indeed, if there wasn't a secret realm that popped up suddenly this year, I'm afraid we wouldn't even know that the young generation of Chinese martial arts is so prosperous today."

"Among the 600 people, at least the top [-] must be at the level of second-rate masters." The Kunlun white-bearded old man nodded in agreement.

But at this moment, as the incense that symbolized the start time of the game was lit, the scene suddenly became very tense.

A chilling atmosphere gradually permeated.

Outside each area, there are a large number of people watching.

The troublemakers whispered about who is the master and who is the favorite to win the championship.

As for Mawei and the others, they were all surrounded by Area C where Liang Tian was.

Sun Xiaoyi secretly peeked at Area A from time to time, but unfortunately it was crowded and she couldn't see anything at all.

"Su Xing Su Xing, you must not be brave, you must be careful not to cause accidents. If it is really impossible, just surrender as soon as possible."

She clasped her hands together and whispered a prayer in her heart.

It was impossible for Su Xing to hear it.

At this moment, he encountered a little trouble.

When the incense was lit, a rather old young man walked to the center of Area A.

There was still a scar on his face, and he was full of evil spirits.

"Everyone, listen to me." He opened his mouth and scanned everyone in Area A, "The rules of this round of competition obviously require us to eliminate the weakest 100 of the 80.00 people. %."

"Everyone is here to compete, so there's no need to risk your life. Why don't we compare each other's strength levels and eliminate those who are obviously insufficient first?"

After the young man with the scar finished speaking, there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Su Xing stretched and ignored him.

It's just that people with slightly weaker abilities started to look at each other because of his words.

Originally, they still had a chance to fish in troubled waters, but if they followed what the scarred youth said, they would have absolutely no hope of advancing.

"Who are you, what qualifications do you have for us to listen to you?" A third-rate top-ranking person jumped out.

The young man with the scar sneered, his figure rioted, and in the blink of an eye he came in front of the third-rate high-rank warrior, punched out, and the burst of true energy instantly made the questioning warrior vomit blood and fly away.

Straight out!

disuse!

"I forgot to introduce myself to everyone." The young man with the scar rubbed his wrist in satisfaction, and he was full of pleasure. , Am I eligible?"

top ten!

When this name was brought out, some weak people were really frightened.

All of them lowered their heads, ready to listen to each other's arrangements honestly.

I can only complain and complain in my heart, and I can't resist.

However, the people who stood alone and coldly in every corner didn't take him seriously, and still went their own way.

Su Xing yawned boredly.

The young man with the scar noticed it.

However, he thinks that he may not be able to surpass those independent masters in the corner.

And he was ignored by others, and he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

Just seeing Su Xing's appearance of completely ignoring himself, he immediately became angry.

"Hehe, I know that many people came here with the idea of ​​fishing in troubled waters. Today, I will clean up all your rubbish first!" The scarred youth sneered arrogantly, and walked slowly to Su Xing.

Su Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man with the scar.

"So?" Su Xing asked with a smile.

"So?" The scarred youth pointed at Su Xing contemptuously, and then said, "You, kid, report your strength."

He couldn't see through Su Xing's cultivation.

However, Su Xing's harmless appearance to humans and animals made him believe that he was also one of the people who fished in troubled waters.

Su Xing chuckled and ignored him directly.

The other contestants who were weaker also looked at each other and saw the heaviness in each other's eyes.

"This boy is also a tool for him to establish his prestige."

"Hahaha, this guy with the scar won't give those weaklings a chance at all."

"This young man might as well withdraw from the competition voluntarily, otherwise it would be too ugly to be kicked out."

The onlookers near Area A burst into laughter.

The young man with the scar immediately straightened his waist, and the look on his face became more and more complacent: "Don't say it? I know it even if you don't say it. A waste like you who knows how to fish in troubled waters has no right to stand here!"

Su Xing was helpless, this guy grabbed himself and yelled at him non-stop.

Seeing that the stick of incense was almost burnt out, he said lazily, "I really want to know?"

"Now you know how to be afraid?" The scarred young man's eyes were full of disdain, he laughed haha, pointed at Su Xing and shouted to the others, "Did you see that this kind of waste is a lesson for you, why do I ask honestly?" Just answer whatever..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression became ferocious, and at the moment when the incense was burned, he suddenly yelled and shot.

"Otherwise, just like this trash, get out and eat shit!"