Chapter 1781: Pumped to the fire door

"Dear friends, just barefoot real people have announced the official start of the genius conference, and now the first training martial arts test, please enter the monks."
Among the four judges, there was a representative. This person Qin Feng saw it. It was the main Jiangfeiyan of Jiangcheng City in the first city of Beishazhou. The thunder of the previous time led him to Lingxian.
Jiang Feiyan had a very high status in Beishazhou. When he stood up, there was a discussion sound under the stage.
Many monks flew into the high platform and were all monks who participated in this genius conference. However, some monks just flew to the edge of the round table and were swept away by an invisible wave.
Qin Feng squatted down and didn't know what it was, but he soon realized that those monks who had been shocked should not have entered the jade card and wanted to get away with it. Thinking of Qin Feng’s leaping here, the body steadily landed in the round table. It seems that his previous guess was not wrong.
At this time, tens of thousands of monks have fallen on the round table. It can be seen that the competition of this genius conference is extremely fierce. However, the selection of the conference is the first genius of Beishazhou. It is not surprising that this battle can be made.
Qin Feng simply swept a circle, but saw a lot of familiar faces in the crowd. Several people were with the monks who broke the Kowloon Grand Array on the island of Shenhai, and some are now with the Huaxia Chamber of Commerce. A disciple of cooperation.
Seeing all the monks coming to the stage, Jiang Feiyan continued: "The genius conference in Binjifang City has been held for a long time, but considering that every year new forces join, I will briefly explain the rules of the game..."
"There are three trials, martial arts, alchemy and tactics. Each round is a elimination system. The average score of the total players is eliminated as a standard. The final round is based on the total score of the three rounds. Fifty genius monks."
After some introduction, Qin Feng has already understood the process of the genius conference. He is still very confident about his own strength. At least ten days before he won the North Shazhou is not a problem, but the reason why he participated in the genius conference is to win the first prize. Going, if you don't win the championship in the end, it doesn't make sense to get the name of the top ten genius monks in Beishazhou.
After the introduction of the rules of the game, the first round of training exercises officially began.
Because there are too many monks participating in the competition, the game has also established a system of elimination on the spot. Each monk has three chances to fight. As long as any round fails, he will be eliminated. Qin Feng calculated that this elimination system is already very cruel, even if there are 10,000 monks participating in the training martial arts, but after the end of the three games, only 1250 monks will be eligible to score.
However, the rules of the competition are cruel, Qin Feng did not care too much. After all, the genius conference held in Binjifang City restricted the age of the contestants. All young monks under the age of 50 were eligible to register. In this age range, Qin Feng’s current cultivation is already a top rank.
On the big square, the participating monks are drawing lots to decide their opponents. Qin Feng has a bamboo stick in his hand, which is written by Zheng Xun, a disciple of the fire. Each contestant must report the sect information, and the Qin Feng newspaper goes up to the name of Lingxianguo.
When I saw the words of the fire door, Qin Feng was very funny. He learned from Zheng Yangkou that this fire door only won three places. I did not expect that one of the tens of thousands of monks would be He bumped into it.
The vast square has long been separated into tens of thousands of small contests by the formation. Each battlefield has a barrier, and the fight inside will not interfere with other monks.
When Qin Feng jumped into one of the contests, he couldn’t help but marvel. The square is vast and boundless, but some people have arranged such powerful tens of thousands of traps, and these traps seem to be separated from each other, but they are also a whole, which is at least A nine-level big array.
And Qin Feng heard that North Shazhou is now the most powerful strategist, but it is the level of the five-level spirit strategist. How is this array that is comparable to the ninth-level squad?
"Haha! Count your kid is unlucky, I met the old man, the old man gave you a chance to beg for mercy, as long as you squat three times and then automatically retire, I can not shoot."
I haven't waited for Qin Feng to understand the origins of the front-of-the-line tactics, and an arrogant laughter spread in the ear.
Looking up, the disciple who turned out to be the fire door went to the stage, but Qin Feng had realized that the other party was not a disciple of the fire door. Looking at his age, 80% was a small elder of the fire door.
"You haven't had fifty?" Qin Feng was a bit puzzled. The other face was covered with pleats, his hair was gray, and he was afraid that he was all 60 years old. How to participate in the competition?
Zheng Xun's old face is black, and the nose is sprayed with the atmosphere: "You are ignorant, the old man is only 49 years old this year, just in time to meet the age limit of the genius conference."
Qin Feng suddenly realized that it was not the city of Binjifang that secretly released water, but the monk in front of him was old, and there were only 60 vicissitudes in less than fifty. At the same time, Qin Feng quickly checked each other's repairs, it should be just stepping into the Buddha's three changes, this strength, Qin Feng is not in the eyes.
"Speaking of the fire door, I have some stories with your martial art." Qin Feng said.
Zheng Xun’s face is cold and proud:
Hey! I’m close to Laozi’s, I’ve already said it’s very clear, or I’m going to retire, or I’ll make you crippled. You choose it yourself.

Qin Feng stunned and quickly realized that the other party misunderstood what he meant. He couldn’t help but smile: "I am not a close-knit, but a contradiction with your fire door. Just a while ago, I killed a sect named Zheng. Yang’s disciple now gives you a chance to avenge you, depending on whether you have that strength or not.

This time it was Zheng Xun’s turn to live, and when I returned to God, I screamed:
I’m wondering why I didn’t see Zheng Yang’s figure, I was killed by you... You don’t know how to live and die, the old man will use your Blood is used to show the power of the fire."
"Look at the sword!"
Hey!
The sword swelled, Zheng Xun and the merged forward, and a sword light flew out. The swordsman was swift, but the flashing rushed to the front of Qin Feng.
There were a lot of onlookers in the audience. The crowds who saw this scene screamed, as if they saw the scene of Qin Feng being spiked. Even Zhang Keke and Xiao Li are worried, and Zheng Zheng’s flying sword is too fast.
"I know the old man, don't look at him. He looks like he is more than 60 years old. In fact, he is only 49 years old this year, just in time for this genius meeting. He is the small elder of the fire door, Zheng Xun, the strongest of the three Buddhas. The teenager took him to be unlucky."
"The boy couldn't see thirty, but he met his 50-year-old opponent. The genius conference held in Binhfang City is not so fair."
"The gods respect the mainland is the strong, and there is nothing fair and unfair. As long as the fist is hard enough, what you say is the truth."
"I decided that the kid couldn't beat this sword and it would be nice to survive."
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(End of this chapter)