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At the same time, in the area on the other side, a group of people wearing fiery red robes gathered.

These people were none other than the disciples of the Burning Heaven Sect.

Standing in the C position was naturally the young master of the Burning Heaven Sect, Fen Yi.

The Burning Heaven Sect was the national guardian sect of the Burning Heaven Dynasty, so this time Fen Yi represented the Burning Heaven Dynasty in the competition.

In fact, it was just to join in the fun and increase its popularity.

Many people from sects and forces just represented a country to participate in the competition, which was equivalent to some stars who relied on participating in the competition to get gilded in order to become famous.

And those countries were of course happy to get the support of these super powers.

"Young master, I checked it out. That kid drew number 605, which is the sixth group."

A Burning Heaven Sect disciple suddenly ran over and said in Fen Yi's ear.

Fen Yi frowned when he heard it.

"The sixth group? Humph, he is lucky that he is not in the same group as me, but does he think he can be safe like this?"

Fen Yi snorted coldly and looked at the Burning Heaven Sect disciple.

"Have you done what I asked you to do?"

"Don't worry, young master. I have already arranged it. There are several forces behind the sixth group of contestants who have some relationship with the Burning Heaven Sect. I have already explained it to them. I guarantee that the boy will be unable to live or die."

The disciple of the Burning Heaven Sect sneered. He was among the people who surrounded Ye Qianxing and Yan Di before, and was later scared to death by Jian Yi.

The young master has punished him for this. He must complete the tasks assigned by the young master to regain the young master's trust.

"Very good, dare to offend this young master, even if there are people from the Sword Pavilion to protect you, I don't believe they can still protect you in the competition."

Fen Yi had a ferocious face, touched the scar on his face again, and his eyes showed murderous intent without concealment.

It was the first time someone dared to do this to him.

"I heard that Jian Ge also sent people to participate in the competition?"

"Yes, young master, it's the disciple of Jian Ge who was recently recruited, Jian Yi's junior brother. He seems to be in the third group."

The disciple of Fentian Sect was very professional. He not only found out Ye Qianxing's number, but also knew the group Zhou Lang was in.

"Humph, no one dares to hurt me yet. I can't retaliate for the time being. Then I will collect some interest from your junior brother. I hope you can hold on to the end. I will defeat you personally."

Fen Yi not only hated Ye Qianxing, but also hated the people of Jian Ge. He didn't dare to offend Jian Yi, so he could only vent his anger on Zhou Lang.

Defeating the disciple of Jian Ge's master in front of everyone was also a slap in the face to Jian Ge.

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Of course, Ye Qianxing didn't know about the little tricks of Xihuang and Fen Yi, and he wouldn't care even if he knew.

Why should he be afraid of being targeted?

Ye Qianxing didn't intend to keep a low profile in this competition, so if they wanted to target him, he would take it all.

The competition officially started, and Ye Qianxing's focus was naturally on the sixth group.

The entire competition arena was divided into six areas, and the competitions of the six groups were carried out simultaneously, which could also save some time.

The referee of the sixth group called No. 1 and No. 2 to the stage. They were young talents from two dynasties, both of whom were at the first level of the sixth stage.

Watching them fighting each other with all their strength, Ye Qianxing felt very bored.

He suddenly felt that he didn't need to pay attention at all, and the players in the sixth group were too weak.

The two fought for more than ten minutes, and they fought for their lives for the reputation of their respective countries.

In the end, both were injured, and one of the young demon soul masters from the Budan Dynasty was better and won a miserable victory.

Although he won, in his current state, it was good enough to hang on to his life.

It was impossible for him to participate in the next game, which was a good opportunity for his opponent in the second round, who could advance directly without a game.

The second game was a competition between No. 3 and No. 4, which was still nothing to watch.

The two sides were very different in strength. One was a representative from a dynasty, and the other was a representative from an imperial dynasty.

The latter was three levels higher than the former, and was completely crushed.

The result of the victory or defeat came out in just half a minute.

"The third match of the first round of the sixth group, No. 605 will play against No. 606. Please go on stage and prepare."

The referee shouted.

Ye Qianxing was No. 605.

"Be careful."

Emperor Yan warned.

"Yes."

Ye Qianxing nodded and walked towards the sixth group's fighting arena.

As soon as he moved, he immediately attracted the attention of most people in the audience.

"Look, it's Ye Qianxing's turn. He actually represents the Great Yan Dynasty to participate in the competition."

"Alas, although Ye Qianxing has excellent talent in alchemy, he is now competing with his own strength. The Emperor Yan really made a wrong decision."

"Yes, fists and feet have no eyes. If this rare alchemy genius in a century gets injured in the competition, he will probably have no place to cry."

"Anyway, if he is from my Yanyun Dynasty, I will definitely not let him fight."

Many people talked about it, obviously not optimistic about Ye Qianxing.

In fact, this is normal. After all, they don't know Ye Qianxing, so how can they know.

Ye Qianxing is not only gifted in alchemy, but also his own strength, which should not be underestimated.