The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter 81 First Battle

Seeing that Gu Changge was a bit arrogant, Ye Qijue could only sneer and said: "Since Senior Brother Gu has said so, Junior Brother will naturally have to go all out!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qijue withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes to rest.

Maybe in the eyes of the ancient great power Gu Changge, I am just a slightly stronger ant, right?

After all, before the other party was reincarnated, he was a strong man at the level of a holy king. He could cause a big earthquake just by stamping his feet in the south of the sky!

It is understandable to look down on saint realm monks.

Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, the reward for first place in the competition and the place to go to Zhongzhou is probably a sure thing.

Thinking of this, Ye Qijue sneered in his heart: "So what if the great power is reincarnated? The way of cultivation goes against the will of nature, and hundreds of rivals are competing against each other!"

Along the way, he had killed countless geniuses. How many times had he not fought over the top and defeated the strong with the weak?

At this time, the soft voice of Shen Xiaoru next to her rang in her ears: "Qijue, don't take it to heart. Now that the competition is approaching, it is most important to keep your mind steady!"

"Don't worry, wife." Hearing this, Ye Qijue nodded.

It is naturally impossible to make him angry with just two words.

Ye Qijue closed her eyes to rest her mind and waited silently.

As time went by, more and more disciples came to the arena, and it was crowded with people for miles around.

Suddenly, thousands of rays of light appeared in the sky, and purple air filled the surroundings.

This sudden vision immediately caused everyone in the venue to scream in surprise.

Ye Qijue also slowly opened his eyes. He looked up at the place where the glow and purple light appeared above the ring.

I saw a void passage that was ten feet high suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Feng, wearing a white Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk, walked straight out of the void passage.

Seeing this, everyone in the field stood up and saluted.

"Greetings, Lord Sovereign!"

"We pay homage to the suzerain!"

"..."

After Ouyang Feng walked out of the void passage, he gently waved his hand and threw out an invisible force, lifting up the saluting disciples.

After doing this, he said: "Okay, don't do these false etiquette."

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Feng suddenly swept the Lingbao whisk in his hand, and the entire Taiyi Sect was filled with spiritual light, like a fairy glow.

"I now announce the start of the sect competition!"

As Ouyang Feng spoke, a loud bell rang, spreading throughout the entire Taiyi Sect!

Immediately afterwards, nearly a thousand huge arenas fell from the sky and floated in mid-air.

These arenas were all outlined by Ouyang Feng with his magical powers. He used the power of heaven and earth to materialize the arenas.

No matter how powerful the aura of the players playing inside is, it will not spread to the outside.

Each arena can withstand the impact of the aftermath of the battle between the monks of the ninth grade Zunhuang!

Only in this way can all participants be able to perform to their full potential without being tied down.

The moment he appeared in the ring, Ye Qijue sensed the power of heaven and earth emerging from it. The aura was so terrifying that it felt like he was facing a world!

At this time, the peak masters of the Nine Peaks rose up from the ground one after another, soared into the air, and blasted out tens of thousands of spiritual lights from their hands.

The aura fell into the hands of the disciples in the field and turned into a palm-sized black gold token.

Ye Qijue also got a piece. The front of the token was a delicate pattern of carved dragons and phoenixes, while the back was a points column showing points.

Just as Ye Qijue was trying to figure out the use of the numbers on the token in his hand, the nine peak masters came to Ouyang Feng and said to the disciples below: "You can gain points by defeating the opponent. Advance to the next level." One round..."

During the explanation from the nine peak masters, Ye Qijue understood the rules of the sect competition!

Each token in their hands is equivalent to a point!

The principle of the game is very simple, that is, to snatch the tokens from the opponent's hand to increase your own points!

The person with the most points will also face opponents with similar points after advancing.

At the same time, you can use all the trump cards such as spiritual treasures, elixirs, spells, and magical powers in the arena, as long as you don't kill people.

Of course, if you are facing a death crisis, you will be escorted out of the ring with the token in your hand and silently saying 'Quit'!

After several peak leaders finished explaining the rules of the competition, Ouyang Feng officially announced the start of the competition!

Soon, 2000 people's names were called and entered the ring to compete.

Most of these disciples are at the second or third level of Zunhuang. They are evenly matched, and you come and I go.

Ye Qijue looked at it briefly and then withdrew his gaze, then closed his eyes to rest.

After more than half the time of the incense stick, the contestants on the thousands of arenas on the field decided the winner.

Immediately afterwards, the second round of competition began.

This time the token in Ye Qijue's hand was slightly hot, and he knew it was his turn to play.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of color burst out from his dark pupils!

Ye Qijue immediately stood up and ran towards the nearest arena.

When he came to the ring, he realized that his opponent was actually a monk with only the fourth level of Emperor Zun.

When the disciple saw Ye Qijue, he immediately showed a bitter smile.

"Senior Brother Ye, please show mercy later!"

Hearing this, Ye Qijue nodded slightly.

After saying that, the disciple took the lead and saw a flash of inspiration in his hand. A fan-shaped spiritual treasure suddenly appeared, and then he raised his hand and waved at Ye Qijue.

In an instant, the fan-shaped spiritual treasure bloomed with divine light, blowing strong winds all around!

When Ye Qijue saw this, he grinned slightly. He raised his hand and lightly touched the oncoming wind. The surrounding space seemed to be still, and all the wind was blocked.

Seeing this, the young disciple felt a little unwilling. He reached out and swiped his hand towards the storage ring. A golden sword roared, rolled up a sonic boom at an extremely fast speed, and slashed viciously at Ye Qijue.

"Ding!"

The golden sword fell on Ye Qijue's body, as if it were hitting a fast iron plate, causing large sparks and then being bounced away.

Seeing that even his strongest attack was ineffective, the disciple suddenly looked like he was mourning.

He handed over the token in his hand in despair, and said to Ye Qijue: "Senior Brother Ye, you win!"

Ye Qijue raised his hand to roll up the token, and saw that the token in his hand was fused with it, and the points on it increased by one point.

And the young disciple lost his token and was teleported directly out of the arena.

In less than a few minutes, the second round was over.

Then came the third and fourth rounds...

With Ye Qijue's current cultivation level in the saint realm, among this group of disciples whose strength is only the sixth or seventh level of Zunhuang, he is undoubtedly the Taotie Giant Crocodile, and he easily gained the opponent's points.

Soon, in less than half a day, the points on the token exceeded [-].

It was at this time that Ye Qijue finally met his first enemy, Ji Shanhe, one of the true successors of the sect!