Send a red envelope to heaven

Chapter 1225

Early the next morning, the entire manor was already full of people, and the two arenas started the competition one by one.

This is just the first round of competition, but for those small sects, this can be said to be a battle of life and death.

Because in the Kunlun Realm, sects have a strict hierarchy, big sects such as three sects and one palace can control a large amount of resources in the Kunlun Realm, and even many primordial stone veins are controlled by them.

As for the small sects, they either attached themselves to the big sects and sent out their disciples as cannon fodder when encountering a great sect battle, or they relied on their own strength to snatch the ore veins of primordial stones.

Over time, this becomes a vicious circle, the strong get stronger because they get more resources, and the weak get weaker because they get too few resources.

However, this Kunlun Conference is undoubtedly a good opportunity to obtain resources. Not only will No. 1 have generous rewards, but in the end, according to the ranking of the sect, the existing primordial stone resources will be reclassified.

This is an agreement signed by all sects in the Kunlun Realm by default. If those small sects want to get a few mouthfuls of soup, they can only hope that the disciples of their own sects will win a good result.

Compared with those super sects that occupy a lot of resources, these small sects can only survive in the cracks.

The Kunlun Conference is very important to them!
But at this moment, in Zhanlongzong's resident room, there are three contestants participating in the first round of competition this time. They are Li Yingtong who is good at space attributes, Da Luo Jinxian Jinbuhuan who is good at the law of metal, and a core disciple. But the strength is a little lower.

"Are you ready, everyone? This competition is very important. The burden of our Dragon Sect rests on you. We must enter the quarterfinals. Huh, please."

The elder Ling let out a long breath, then clenched his fists tightly, his face full of excitement.

As the leading leader this time, he was first put on by the doctor You Sifang and almost died of poisoning, and then he followed Cheng Sheng in the nest of the three-headed black bird to make a big fuss.

This undoubtedly improved the strength of Zhanlongzong a lot, especially the personal combat experience of Zhanlongzong's disciples.

"Don't worry, elder, let alone the top eight, I think our Zhanlongzong will take the top four."

Li Yingtong chuckled, her pretty face full of confidence.

However, Jin Buhuan shook his head, and then gave a wry smile, his junior sister is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

How could the young masters of the Three Sects and One Palace be vegetarians?

This is a tough fight to fight.

"I'm so sleepy, I said you guys are making noise early in the morning to keep people from sleeping."

At this moment, Cheng Sheng came out of the back room yawning, as if he hadn't woken up, and everyone who watched was speechless for a while.

Because according to the reason for the lottery, Cheng Sheng had a bye in the first round and directly advanced to the next round.

Of course, as far as Cheng Sheng's strength is concerned, if he went there, he would probably be able to kill his opponent in one move.

"War Dragon Sect, let's go!"

The elder spirit gave a loud shout, full of air, and led everyone from Zhanlongzong towards the arena.

Seeing the crowd leave his sight, Cheng Sheng also smiled slightly. Of course he knew why he had a bye, and it must be that Xin Nianliang did something wrong.

Thinking of the warning from Motian last night, Cheng Sheng just sneered.

"Motian, Xin Nianliang, I hope you don't get eliminated so soon."

……

Then, Cheng Sheng practiced alone in the training ground, especially the two strokes of Lei Po and Shun Lei Flash in Lei Huang's swordsmanship.

This is the top-secret Leihuang swordsmanship fragment obtained from the Tianting Taobao store. It can be said to be a magic weapon for Cheng Sheng to win this time, and he has never used it in front of anyone.

Even the members of Zhanlongzong don't know that Cheng Sheng still has such a hole card.

Cheng Sheng practiced for a while, and finally improved his state to the best state. This time it was a tough battle.

In order to be able to enter the Kunlun world as soon as possible and solve the hidden dangers such as Tianyang Palace as soon as possible, the No. 1 of the Kunlun Conference is bound to be won.

Soon, Cheng Sheng rushed to the scene of the competition again. The competition had already started for about forty minutes, and the contestants from each sect were competing in two rings.

"Hehe, this arena is quite big. Well, this should be a disciple of a small sect. His movements are gaudy and flashy."

Cheng Sheng clasped his arms around his chest and grinned as he looked at the very wide arena in front of him.

On the arena, Jin Buhuan drew countless small sharp swords with one hand, coupled with his terrifying golden law, they rushed over like a tide, and the opponent couldn't even reach Daluo Jinxian, so there was nothing he could do about it withstand.

"puff."

Finally, after reluctantly accepting Jin Buhuan's few Golden Laws, the man finally spit out blood and flew out backwards.

This frightening little sharp sword seemed to be crushing, with the sound of hunting wind, it forced the opponent to the ground, and then hit the big pillar behind, immediately turning that pillar into a hornet's nest.

Such a huge pillar is covered with densely packed small holes at the moment.

"Gudong."

The Zongmen disciple who was fighting looked at the pillar, and his heart was horrified. There is no way to compare it. If he was the one who was hit, he might be finished now.

"okay."

Under the stage, the elders of the opposite sect waved their hands and signaled to the disciples.

Soon, the opponent raised his hand to admit defeat. This battle is life and death, that is to say, even if he is killed in the battle, there is no way.

If you are afraid of death, you have no choice but to admit defeat, but this is understandable, after all, the gap is too big.

"The winner is Jin Buhuan from Zhanlongzong."

The referee was an old man with a gray beard. He seemed to be quite old. He also exuded a terrifying aura. He was wearing gray linen clothes and belonged to some sect.

"Okay, well done."

"Brother Jin is the strongest."

Hearing the referee's voice, the cheers from Zhan Longzong's side also rose one after another.

After all, it was only the first round of the competition. Fortunately, the opponents I met were relatively weak.

"It's interesting, the four young masters of the Three Sects and One Palace over there are also done."

Cheng Sheng smiled slightly, and looked towards the location of Sanmen and Yigong, only to see that their people had almost left.

After all, the younger generation at the boss level only needs one move against the enemy, and they didn't touch each other, which undoubtedly added to the excitement of the game.

All in all, in the first round of the competition this time, everyone showed their special abilities, and the strength gap between the different ranks is also relatively large. The strong ones are almost instantly killed with one punch, while the weaker ones are more miserable.

What's more, it took nearly 10 minutes to fight before the winner was finally decided.

Although the strength of the Kunlun Realm was uneven, Cheng Sheng didn't dare to underestimate it, so he had a round with Elder Ling and others there.

This time Cheng Sheng played with the contestants of Zhanlongzong, which was also temporarily modified.

Because Zhanlongzong has surrendered to Cheng Sheng, and even Cheng Sheng still has the elder's seal, of course he wants to benefit Zhanlongzong.

"Elder Ling, how is it? I think everyone played well in the first round."

Cheng Sheng walked over with a smile, his face extremely indifferent.

According to his own strength, it is estimated that he will not be able to meet his opponent until the top eight in the fourth round, or even the final.

"Perfect, all passed, just, alas."

Elder Ling suddenly thought of something, and shook his head again, his expression a little lonely.

(End of this chapter)