Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

In Dao Yunzong's residence, Ye Chen is sitting in the courtyard and practicing. After these days of practice, he has figured out some of the martial arts acquired by the Demon God's Hand, and now his strength has risen again.

Now he has practiced not only attack skills and defensive skills, but also body skills, mental skills, and various functional martial arts. It can be said that his skills are very comprehensive.

In this way, it is difficult to be restrained under any circumstances, and he already has the confidence to fight against the original head of the Holy Demon Sect.

While he was meditating, Ye Rugui walked into the courtyard, sat on the stone bench beside him, and sighed deeply.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet, the Ten Righteous Sects are thinking of a moth again. They actually held a martial arts competition in advance to win over the younger generation of strong men to worship in the sect, and they also kept it from us. This is obviously against us. I can’t make it through.” Ye Rugui said angrily.

She gritted her teeth: "The Holy Demon Sect really suppressed them too lightly before, and now they have just recovered and made trouble again. It is really embarrassing for them."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and slowly opened his eyes. Although he didn't expect that Ten Doors of Zhengdao would do this, it was completely reasonable.

When he recruited a large number of disciples before, he probably guessed that the ten schools of the righteous way might not be able to sit still, and they might have to move again.

"Since they want to do it, let them do it. I guess they won't be able to make any big waves." Ye Chen said lightly.

Now it's just that they use various methods to recruit disciples, which can be regarded as normal competition methods. Ye Chen doesn't want to care about it yet, and this hasn't touched his bottom line yet.

If he really came to Dao Yunzong to dig the wall, Ye Chen would not just sit idly by.

It's just that the Ten Gates of the Righteous Path should be able to see their position clearly, and they shouldn't do this.

Ye Rugui looked at Ye Chen's calm face and didn't speak, thinking that he had come up with some idea behind his back, but didn't think that he didn't care at all.

Soon, the three days were up, and the young and powerful people from all over the world who had received the invitations showed up one after another.

There are several huge arenas in the venue, and on the high platform beside it, people from the ten sects of righteousness gather together.

"This year's Martial Arts Competition was rushed, but it is indeed worth celebrating that so many young masters have come."

An elder of Tianshui Sect said with a smile: "I heard that Hao Lin, the chief disciple of the Sacred Heart Sect, has already reached Martial Venerable. If he can appear in the Martial Dao Competition, he must be able to shine."

When the elders of the Sacred Heart Sect heard this, their faces turned cold. This was exposing their scars.

Haolin had already died at the hands of Ye Chen when he was practicing before. When they got the news, the sect had important matters to deal with, and there was no time for him to attend.

Later, Ye Chen became more and more famous, but they didn't have a proper reason to turn over their old accounts.

He said coldly: "Okay, there is no need to say more, let's start as soon as possible."

At this time, an elder of the Sacred Heart Sect stood up, and he stood in front of the high platform and said: "Everyone, this year's martial arts competition, the rules are the same as usual, so there is no need to repeat them.

However, one thing is different from previous years. This time we brought a lot of cultivation resources. If we can advance to the top ten, we will get a fourth-grade magic weapon and some top-grade pills.

If you enter the top three, you will have an extra chance to get personal guidance from the top ten sects of the Righteous Way. The speed of cultivation can be improved by leaps and bounds, and you will have the opportunity to become one of the peerless powerhouses in the future. "

After enumerating the benefits one by one, the eyes of many young people present are brightened. A magical weapon is not the most important thing. If you can get the personal guidance of the powerful King Wu, that is a great opportunity.

They can't miss this opportunity.

Among the crowd, a man and a woman stood side by side, their expressions were calm, without the fanaticism of other young monks.

Their costumes are also a little different from others, and they are very conspicuous among the crowd.

The man was wearing a sheepskin vest, a pair of brown shorts and a pair of leather boots on his lower body. He looked like a hunter, and his temperament was like a killer.

The woman has a pretty appearance. She only has a blue short jacket on her upper body, revealing a slender waist, wide cuffs and trouser legs, which makes her look bohemian.

"This martial arts competition is quite lively, and there are quite a few people here." The woman said with a blank expression.

The man nodded slightly, "It's interesting to offer a high price to attract a bunch of garbage."

The voices of the two caused some monks around to roll their eyes, but after meeting their gazes, no one spoke.

It can be seen that these two are ruthless.

"In the first match, Shen Qiwen is playing against Qiuyue, please play both of us!"

Accompanied by the voice of the referee, the two slowly stepped onto the ring.

Qiuyue was that woman. She stood on the edge of the ring with her hips akimbo, with a look of disdain on her face.

Shen Qiwen snorted coldly and didn't speak, but he really wanted to teach the woman in front of him a lesson and make her pay for the arrogant words just now.

Shen Qiwen took the lead in the attack, drew out the long sword at his waist, and brandished a mortal mid-level martial art Juliupo, the moves were massive, wide open and closed, with extraordinary momentum.

Qiuyue stood quietly on the spot and waited for a few breaths. When the long sword came down on her head, she suddenly raised her left hand and clamped the long sword between her two fingers. At this time, the long sword could not fall at all.

Everyone present was startled, they didn't expect this woman to be so secretive.

Then, Qiuyue flicked her finger lightly on the blade, and the mighty force originally emitted by Juliupo completely rebounded at this moment, and instead shook Shen Qiwen away, flying directly out of the ring.

"What kind of weird trick is this?"

People in the Ten Schools of the Righteous Way couldn't sit still. They had never seen such a weird martial skill, without the slightest aura fluctuation, but rebounded the opponent's strength.

Next, several young strong men stepped onto the stage, but without exception, they were all defeated lightly with one and a half moves.

Moreover, Qiuyue is merciless in her attacks, and those who are defeated by her will either die or be injured.

On the other side, a man named Feng Xian has won ten consecutive victories. After defeating many young leaders, no one dared to fight him.

Because of the people who lost to him, almost no one can pass three moves, and the most seriously injured person has already been beaten into a cripple.

Seeing that no one dared to fight on stage, Feng Xian looked around and said coldly: "Zhenwu Continent is really a bunch of trash, there is no one who can fight."

Everyone gritted their teeth, unable to refute, because they really couldn't fight.

An elder of Shui Wenzong reprimanded loudly: "Presumptuous! You juniors are uttering wild words. Is this how the elders in the sect educate you?"

Feng Xian said in a cold voice: "I am a monk from the other side of the endless sea. Like you, the natives of an abandoned land, how can you have the courage to be my enemy?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, this person came from the other side of the endless sea.