The protagonist stole my spiritual roots? The heroine, give me a good birth!

"Oh? You are quite smart. This is a really good idea." An arrogant voice came.

After hearing this, everyone stopped fighting and looked at the center of the ring.

I saw a young man in a white robe slowly walking onto the ring.

He had a smile on his face, and he exuded a strong aura and arrogance that made people dare not look directly at him.

"Yes, it is Lin Tiancheng, the eldest brother of the Shenfeng Sect! He, he actually came to participate in the sect conference!"

"Oh my God, he is the top master of the younger generation of my Zhou country, and his strength is unfathomable. This sect conference may be his world!"

"But why did he come to participate this time? Hasn't he been recognized as the first place by everyone? He didn't come to participate in the previous sect competitions, why is he now..." Some people were puzzled.

"I think the answer should be the first prize. Maybe he knows a lot of things we don't know, such as this prize!"

"Well, it seems that Chen Xuan of Xuanyang Sect has no hope in this sect meeting!" Some people gloated.

Seeing everyone talking, Chen Xuan also cast his eyes on Lin Tiancheng.

"Not strong enough, not worthy of promotion, I draw this circle, it is to protect them!"

"Then I'll draw one too." Lin Tiancheng glanced at Chen Xuan and drew a circle not far from him.

"Like him, whoever enters will die. He will show mercy, but I won't."

"Big Brother, then we..." The disciple of Shenfeng Village asked Lin Tiancheng.

"You? It's up to you. Chen Xuan is right. Not strong enough, not worthy of promotion! Even if I can protect you to the top 32, you can't get in touch with the rest!"

"Yes."

All the disciples of Shenfeng Sect left dejectedly.

Seeing that both of them were drawing circles, naturally there were many arrogant people who started to draw circles one after another, including Zhao Tianming.

As the "protagonist", how could he not have what others had!

...

Soon, small groups appeared on the field, all of them were players from the same sect.

Then the whole ring was very harmonious, and there was no place for fighting.

Everyone was a group of people. Whoever started fighting first would definitely be the one who suffered the most. Even if they defeated other people's small groups, they would suffer heavy losses and be eliminated by others. This was obviously not allowed.

But if it continued like this, no one would be eliminated, which was not very suitable. There were only 32 places. If you didn't fight, you would never be able to advance, and everyone was waiting for others to start first.

"Huh? It's Chen Xuan! Has he recovered his cultivation?" In the distance, a shocked voice came from the small group of the Qingyang Sect. This person was Wang Teng.

"It's good that you've recovered your cultivation. Qin Feng didn't come to this competition, so you should avenge Qin Feng last time! You're his father!" As he said that, he began to instigate his teammates.

"Not good, I still know the chief brother of the Iron Fist School. The ordinary early Jindan is no match for him, and Chen Xuan can defeat him with one punch. If we want to bite him, it will be extremely difficult! Even if we bite him, we will be attacked by others!"

His teammates are obviously not stupid.

And just when Wang Teng wanted to say something more, his teammates suddenly pointed at Zhao Tianming.

"Look at that arrogant boy over there. Although I can't see his specific cultivation, I always feel that he is very weak and is showing off his skills in front of an expert! And when I saw him, I felt a little dislike from the bottom of my heart, and immediately had a feeling of wanting to knock him off the stage!"

Wang Teng heard the words and looked over there. He really had such an idea.

He even felt disgusted with Zhao Tianming. He was a piece of trash, but he dared to pretend to be a master. He had to go up and mock him. He had to slap him in the face!

"Brother, you are right. Zhao Tianming from the second-rate sect seems to be easier to deal with. A piece of trash dared to pretend that we dared not to pretend! We brothers must slap him in the face!"

After hearing this, the others thought for a while and finally nodded. They felt that what Wang Teng said was right. Since Zhao Tianming wanted to stand out, let him taste the bitterness so that he would understand that pretending to be a master would cost him a price.

As for Chen Xuan, he was a tough nut, and they didn't want to provoke him.

Just like that, several people hit it off and walked towards Zhao Tianming.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"Even we dare not draw a circle, you are a small second-rate sect, how dare you be so arrogant!"

"Be sensible, roll off the ring yourself, don't wait for us to make a move!"

Several people from Qingyang SectThe disciples sneered at Zhao Tianming.

Zhao Tianming frowned when he saw this. He didn't expect that he would find trouble even if he didn't go looking for trouble.

However, he was not a pushover. He really didn't take these cats and dogs seriously.

"Get lost!"

Zhao Tianming didn't say much, and just spit out a word coldly.

"Hey, you really want to die!" Seeing Zhao Tianming so ungrateful, Wang Teng and his men were furious and attacked directly.

In a moment, all kinds of martial arts and magic weapons rushed towards Zhao Tianming.

Zhao Tianming raised his mouth slightly when he saw this. He stood there, motionless, with a calm face.

"This kid must be scared silly. He even forgot to hide!"

"Haha, he deserves it. This is the end of pretending to be a master!"

The disciples of Qingyang Sect saw Zhao Tianming motionless and thought he was scared silly, so they laughed immediately.