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On the day of the finals, all the masters, elders, and many elite disciples of the Nine Peaks of the Heavenly Sword Sect gathered on the Heavenly Sword Peak.

In front of the Heavenly Sword Hall on Tianjian Peak, there is a huge square that can accommodate thousands of people at the same time without any problem.

In the center of the square is a arena covering several acres.

This arena is paved with sapphire and fine steel stones, it is extremely hard, and there are many strange runes engraved on it.

On the south side of the arena, a tall stand was built, with more than a dozen tables and chairs of the Eight Immortals placed on it.

The seats on this stand are for the five ancestors, as well as the peak masters and elders of each peak.

On the east side of the arena is the preparation area for the disciples, where all the disciples are waiting to play.

The other areas were crowded with disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect watching the battle.

"I have seen the five ancestors, the suzerain, all the disciples are ready, should we start now?"

Elder Yang, who was in charge of hosting the sect competition, came to the stands, greeted the five ancestors, and then asked the suzerain for instructions.

Zhao Xuanye, the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, was about to nod his head in agreement when Ye Chen suddenly appeared on the stands.

The other disciples did not dare to come to the stands, after all, they were prepared for the five ancestors, the masters and elders of each peak.

But Ye Chen is different. As the apprentice of the five ancestors, he is the uncle of the elders and the peak master, and his status is a generation higher than the suzerain, so he is naturally not afraid of disturbing the rules.

"Sovereign, I want to change the rules of this sect competition."

Ye Chen said to Zongzhu Zhao.

"Huh? You want to change the rules?"

If other disciples dared to say such things, the master of Tianjian Sect would push back with one word, no big or small.

But this sentence was said by Ye Chen, so he had to pay attention to it. After all, Ye Chen was his uncle in terms of seniority.

"What do you have to say?" Asked the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"How about changing the lottery match into a ring battle? I am the ring master, and all disciples can challenge me." Ye Chen said.

In the final of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was originally decided to draw lots, and a pair of disciples drawn would have a duel, the winner would advance to the next stage, and the loser would be eliminated.

This is the most normal big ratio method.

Now, Ye Chen actually proposes to adopt the method of guarding the ring, and Ye Chen still wants to be the leader of the ring. If this is the case, everyone will challenge Ye Chen.

"If this is the case, you will be under a lot of pressure." said the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"It doesn't matter, I also heard recently that the genius disciples of various peaks are a little bit drifting, and they should also be cooled down." Ye Chen said.

"You are sure, don't be defeated at that time, you will lose all your face."

The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect said.

Although it is good for Ye Chen to have self-confidence, he is afraid that self-confidence is too much.

He wants to educate the Tianjiao disciples from all peaks of Tianjianzong, but don't be educated by the Tianjiao disciples from all peaks in turn.

"I'm sure, of course, if I'm really defeated by disciples from various peaks, no matter who defeats me, I will give a bottle of Condensing Yuan Pill as a gift." Ye Chen said.

"That's what you said." Seeing that Ye Chen was so confident, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect agreed.

"Elder Yang, come here."

The lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect called Elder Yang to his side and gave some instructions in a low voice.

Elder Yang nodded repeatedly while listening.

After the Sect Master of the Sword Sect finished giving orders that day, Elder Yang came to the center of the ring.

"Dear disciples, there is one thing I want to explain now, that is, the rules of this Zongmen Grand Competition will be changed, from a lottery duel to a challenge. The master of the challenge is Ye Chen, a disciple of the five ancestors, and you It is a challenge to Ye Chen in turn, and the peak masters, suzerain masters, and elders will be the referees and will score you..."

Elder Yang explained the rules of the game.

According to the rules, there are a total of 50 people including the Heavenly Sword Sect's suzerain, the peak master, and all the elders.

Each of these 50 people can score the duel disciples, the highest score is ten, and the lowest score is one point.

In the end, the ranking of this competition will be determined according to the scores of each student.

But this time, a total of ninety disciples participated in the challenge, and the order of appearance of these ninety disciples was determined by drawing lots.

"What, Ye Chen is the champion, all of us have to challenge him!"

"Ye Chen wants to hit ninety of us?"

"So arrogant, do you really think it was three years ago..."

"This time, we must teach him a lesson..."

"The revenge of three years ago can finally be avenged..."

When Elder Yang announced the revised competition rules, more than 90 disciples who participated in the competition all looked at Ye Chen with complicated emotions.

These disciples, in the past three years, have rarely seen Ye Chen, and all of them are cultivating behind closed doors on the mountain.

And this time, Ye Chen didn't expect such a competition.

All the talented disciples are gearing up, and in this big competition, they will give Ye Chen a great look.

These talented disciples have been extremely confident in their own strength in the past three years, and they have long been unable to tolerate other people in their eyes.

And Ye Chen came to the center of the ring after Elder Yang announced.

Each of the ninety disciples who participated in the battle got a lottery.

"Who is number one?"

Elder Yang asked aloud.

"Me! Lei Wuying, a disciple of Lei Jianfeng."

A disciple walked out holding his lottery high.

Lei Wuying, a disciple of Lei Jianfeng of the Heavenly Sword Sect, joined the Heavenly Sword Sect with Ye Chen three years ago, possesses the body of the Heavenly Thunder, and is a peerless genius that is rarely seen in 500 years.

In the past three years, Lei Wuying's cultivation has improved very quickly. It is said that the peak master of Lei Jianfeng once brought Lei Wuying to Lei Ze to practice body training with infinite lightning light, and cultivate the three thousand heavenly thunders of Lei Jianfeng. The sword has reached the state of great accomplishment.

And Lei Wuying's Heavenly Thunder Body has already achieved a small degree of success. Among the many disciples of Lei Jianfeng, his strength can be ranked among the top three.

"Alright, Lei Wuying is on stage."

Elder Yang said.

Lei Wuying turned into a beam of lightning and came to the center of the ring in an instant.

"So fast."

Thousands of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples watching the battle didn't see Lei Wuying's movement clearly at all, and they didn't know how Lei Wuying came to the center of the ring.

"Ye Chen, Lei Wuying challenges you." Lei Wuying stood looking at Ye Chen and said proudly.

"No rules, call me Uncle Master." Ye Chen said to Lei Wuying.

"If you want me to call you Master Uncle, that's fine, let's say it better than me." Lei Wuying said.

"No problem, as your master uncle, I'll let you make the first move." Ye Chen said.

"Look at the sword!"

Lei Wuying stopped talking nonsense with Ye Chen, and a spirit sword appeared in his hand. The sword light flashed, and the spirit sword had already stabbed Ye Chen with strands of lightning.

Ye Chen remained motionless, stood where he was, and looked at Lei Wuying with a smile.

"The speed is really fast, but the power is too far behind."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he punched Lei Wuying with a bang.

A phantom of a pitch-black demon cow appeared out of nowhere, and slammed into Lei Wuying's body fiercely.

Although this demonic cow is a phantom, its texture is very realistic, and its hairs can be seen clearly.

What Ye Chen used was the Great Bull Demon Fist.

This huge magic bull directly knocked Lei Wuying away, flew tens of meters in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Lei Wuying couldn't get up for a long time.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

A disciple came to Lei Wuying's side and counted down to dozens. After counting, Lei Wuying couldn't stand up.

"In the first battle, Ye Chen won and Lei Wuying lost."

This disciple loudly announced the result of the battle.