Starting with the sinners, luckily there is a 10,000-fold increase system

quickly!

The competition for candidates from the Tidal Ruins is about to begin.

The inner disciples signed up one after another, hoping to compete for a qualification.

Except for those who go out and retreat, basically everyone has signed up.

All around the competition arena were the dense crowds of inner disciples of the Ziwei Sect.

After all the inner disciples had signed up, the elder who presided over the competition also came out.

"Disciples, this competition is to choose the candidate to go to the Tide Ruins!"

After saying this, all the inner disciples' eyes lit up.

Tide ruins!

It represents countless treasures of heaven and earth. If anyone can get it, his strength will definitely reach a higher level.

You must know that a warrior’s cultivation requires piling up resources.

No matter how talented a being is, it is useless without a large amount of resources.

So no one wants to miss this opportunity.

Tang Xuan stood in the crowd with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.

In his eyes, this kind of competition is no different from children's play.

Fatty Shi next to him was looking left and right, constantly looking at something.

Suddenly, he saw an extremely malicious and ferocious look, and his heart suddenly became cold.

"Brother, we seem to be being targeted!"

Tang Xuan had already seen that look. Judging from the face that looked slightly similar to Young Master Zhou, he could tell that this person was Young Master Zhou and had not run away.

Young Master Zhou was indeed very angry.

Do not!

Not even angry, but madly angry.

The enemy who wiped out the clan was right in front of him, and he couldn't wait to pounce on him and cut Tang Xuan into pieces.

But in full view of the public, he didn't dare.

Ziwei Sect’s sect rules are no joke.

What made Young Master Zhou even more furious was that Tang Xuan also destroyed the Zhou Tianhui he had established.

Ah Qiang and Liu Tao had such a quarrel before.

Zhou Tianhui's vitality was severely damaged. Ma Su and Fang Rui immediately took action and ate up most of Zhou Tianhui's strong men.

The Zhou Tianhui now exists in name only.

There won't be any more waves.

The family was destroyed and the hard work was wiped out.

It is impossible for any individual to be angry and resentful.

"Send the order down!"

Young Master Zhou murmured.

Several warriors around him straightened their bodies slightly.

"Whoever encounters those two guys must go all out to cut them into pieces and kill them alive!"

A Xiantian realm warrior licked his lips and smiled sinisterly.

"Don't worry, young master, the brothers know what's going on!"

Immediately, the figures of Tang Xuan and Fatty Shi appeared in his pupils.

"There are not many people in the inner sect who are in the Xiantian realm. There is a high chance that we will encounter them. When the time comes, let them have a taste of the power of my Feng Zi soul-catching claw!"

Someone next to me laughed.

"Haha, if they really encounter a lunatic like you, then their lives will really be miserable!"

Young Master Zhou nodded slightly, his anger a little lessened.

He knew that Feng Zi was so powerful that he was invincible in the Xiantian realm.

"Very good, today is the day they die!"

On the ring, the elder introduced the rules of the competition.

Just two points.

Don't use too insidious means.

If one side surrenders, the other side must stop immediately.

Apart from these two, there are no other rules.

It sounds cruel, but the practice of warriors is to go against the will of nature, and fighting for victory is not dangerous.

If you don't even have the awareness of death, you will be fucked to death in minutes when you go out to hang out in the world.

Martial arts competition is actual combat.

There is so much kindness and compassion to speak of.

The rules of the competition are very simple, any disciple who can win ten games will be promoted.

The Imperial Realm cannot compete with the Xiantian Realm.

After all, the gap between the Imperial Realm and the Xiantian Realm is too big. It is a complete qualitative change and is purely bullying.

So the arena is divided into two.

One is the Xiantian realm, and the other is the Imperial Dao realm.

Tang Xuan and Fatty Shi naturally came to the innate realm.

Which arena made no difference to Tang Xuan.

It’s just that the Xiantian realm is more trouble-free.

The contest began soon.

After a while, there was a flash of sword light above the arena, and waves of energy overflowed, shaking the sky and the earth.

For a spot, both sides fought hard.

Many people persisted for five or six games before being knocked to the ground and disqualified.

If you want to win ten games in a row, you must show your true strength and crush the heroes.

As a top sect, Ziwei Sect has so many subordinates in the world, and after a moment someone stands out.

What the man used was a sharp sword.

UI.

Once his sword moves are launched, it is really like a violent storm and unstoppable.

Many disciples were beaten down by him as soon as they met him.

So he easily obtained the first qualification.

With the first one, then the second one, and then the third one will be the winner.

The Imperial Dao realm moved very quickly, and the Xiantian realm was equally fierce.

Seeing that another person had qualified, Fatty Shi couldn't help it.

"Brother, I'm going!"

He jumped directly onto the ring.

"Huh? Who is this fat man? I've never seen him before!"

"It seems like he's just been promoted!"

"Newcomer? That's great, isn't it a free game? Perfect, come on!"

Before Fatty Shi could stand still, an inner disciple of the Ziwei Sect who was in the Xiantian Emperor Realm jumped up.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

He spoke in his mouth, but at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Fatty Shi, and hit Fatty Shi's chest with two palms.

The palm power is extremely powerful and the movements are clean and neat. It can be seen that he has put in hard work on the palm technique.

After being trained by Tang Xuan, Fatty Shi's mentality was now much more stable.

Facing the sneak attack, he didn't panic at all.

While retreating, he displayed his shield.

He was seen holding a purple spirit bead in his hand, secretly activating the spiritual energy infusion.

hum!

In the water ripples, a large shield appeared, blocking the heavy palm.

boom!

With a dull sound, the man slammed his palms onto the big shield.

"Hmph, even if you can stop me even with a broken shield, break it for me!"

The inner disciple of the Ziwei Sect snorted coldly, and used his palms to increase his strength crazily.

However, after the force of his palm was blasted out, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, being sucked clean by the big shield.

"What, this is..."

Before he could react, an unparalleled force surged out of the shield.

Boom!

Amidst the shocking explosion, the Ziwei Sect disciple spurted blood, was hit by his own palm, flew backwards seven or eight feet, and fell to the ground hard.

Defeating his opponent with one move, the whole arena was completely silent.

Everyone looked at Fatty Shi with serious eyes.

"That shield...is weird!"

"It seems like it can absorb power and rebound it!"

"Good guy, this damn fat man actually has such a treasure in his hands!"

Everyone's eyes instantly became hot.

Although Fatty Shi defeated an opponent, he relied on the power of the shield, not his own ability.

So soon people came up to challenge one after another.

Fatty Shi had a shield in his hand and his confidence increased greatly.

"Hahaha, come on!"