Chapter 309

"I will not say any more nonsense; now, this Elder announces."

"The martial arts meet begins!"

"All disciples, proceed to the corresponding venues in order according to the numbers on your tokens."

As the words fell.

On the five high platforms.

Many streams of light leaped out and flew together toward the martial arts arena below.

The martial arts arena was roughly divided into five areas.

Meaning that ten disciples could fight at the same time.

Although dividing into more areas could make the martial arts meet more efficient, for battles of this level, one could not just pursue efficiency; one had to consider the thoughts of the onlookers.

Too many at the same time,

and who could watch them all?

Moreover, this had always been the rule of the martial arts meet.

——

The disciples of the three major forces entered the venue one after another.

This also made the audience stands become excited.

"Look, is that Han Han Luoyu?!"

"He is actually the first one from the Xuan Sect to appear?"

"This is entirely up to luck; he drew the token number that was the earliest, so he appears first."

"Let me see who he is fighting... a disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect, somewhat unfamiliar, doesn't seem to be in the top thirty of the Hidden Dragon Ranking; tsk tsk, looks like this match won't be worth watching."

And in reality, it was indeed so.

On the martial arts arena, in the first area.

When Han Han Luoyu walked in, that Giant Spirit Sect disciple's face was already slightly pale, and sweat was forming on his forehead.

How could he be an opponent for such a top genius?

But for the sake of the sect!

No matter what, he had to give it a try.

"Giant Spirit Art: Heaven-Shaking Impact!"

The Giant Spirit Sect disciple roared, his physical body suddenly grew taller, his true essence transformed into the phantom of a mountain, like a towering mountain collapsing, and he crashed toward Han Han Luoyu!

However, Han Han Luoyu's expression did not change in the slightest.

He clenched his right hand into a fist.

And struck out casually.

Boom!

In an instant, it was like a heavenly flood erupting, unstoppable!

The massive fist light descended from the sky.

Permeated with an unrivaled momentum!

It directly sent the Giant Spirit Sect disciple flying, vomiting blood and falling to the ground unconscious.

This scene.

Shocked the surrounding audience quite a bit.

Although Han Han Luoyu was number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, those who came to fight today were all the best of the best; surely they could at least exchange a few moves?

But the result was that he solved it in one move!

His strength was truly terrifying!

Retracting his fist.

Han Han Luoyu suddenly looked toward the fourth area not far away.

There, flames were soaring into the sky.

He saw flames surging, fiercely swallowing the opponent and slapping them away.

It was none other than Duanmu Longque.

The token he drew was also relatively early.

So he was also in the first batch to appear.

However, his luck was not that good; the one he was fighting was also a disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect.

Although they had already united in secret,

there was no help for it right now.

They could only solve it.

Their gazes met, and in an instant, it seemed as if countless sparks were flying!

The meaning was also exceptionally clear.

This time, it would be the final decisive battle!

Because after the martial arts meet, both of them would basically promote upward, step into the Divine Connection Realm, and leave the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Their gazes met for only a short while.

Soon, both of them left.

After all, the venue had to be left for those who followed.

The battles in other areas were not as fast as theirs; some people had equal strength, so they would fall into a state of stalemate.

For the sake of their respective sects, they were all giving their all.

And this was actually what many people were willing to watch.

The kind that ended directly was truly uninteresting.

Not worth watching.

——

After half a stick of incense time.

The first batch of participating geniuses had also decided their winners and losers.

Overall.

The Xuan Sect had the advantage.

They did not get matched against their own people, and they had also defeated their opponents.

This caused the high-level members of the three major forces on the upper stands to all frown slightly, their expressions faintly displeased.

The drawing of tokens was entirely up to luck, and they were all watching from the side, so there could be no fakery.

One could only say that the Xuan Sect's luck was too good.

And luck was also a manifestation of strength.

"It seems that the disciples of our sect are a cut above."

Shangguan Zhi, the Peak Master of Shangwu Peak, laughed loudly.

People who practiced the sword were basically carefree, saying whatever was on their minds, extremely straightforward.

"Shangguan Zhi, this is only the first batch; don't be complacent too early."

Duanmu Yang said coldly.

"The second batch, the third batch will all be the same."

Shangguan Zhi took out the wine gourd from his waist and took a wild gulp.

That arrogant posture made the corners of the eyes of the other high-level forces twitch.

But after looking at each other,

they returned to calm.

"Junior Brother Meng, it is your turn."

Lan Chan came over and said, "You are number sixteen."

"Alright."

Meng Meng Zhangqing stood up.

If it was number sixteen, then he would be facing number seventeen.

He did not know who number seventeen was.

But he did not care either.