Chapter 409 The Game Begins

"If a race wants to thrive, it must have a steady stream of peerless strongmen emerging from the clan. Otherwise, it will gradually decline. The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan is like this, so is the human race?" Xiao Ling sighed and said slowly.

Looking back to the past, the Xiao clan was one of the eight ancient clans, how glorious and prosperous, but times have changed, and now it is in a state of desolation.

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, everyone fell into deep thought. How could those present not understand the deep meaning of Xiao Ling's words?

Although the Taixu Ancient Dragon still has its reputation, it is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. Thinking back to the past, the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan was so high-spirited and proud of those ancient races, and never took them seriously. It's a pity that now, compared with the weakest of the seven clans, the Spirit Clan, it can't even compare with it.

As for the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python Clan, the past glory is gone. Now only Medusa is left as the only bloodline. They are alone in this vast world. The past prosperity and the present loneliness form a sharp contrast, which makes people sigh that time is ruthless and fate plays tricks on people.

Xiao Ling shook his head gently, forcibly pulling his thoughts back to reality from that reverie, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, bringing out a faint smile, and said softly: "Okay, we don't have to worry about these irrelevant things anymore. The competition is about to start. I guess this Sifang Pavilion Conference should be quite interesting."

When everyone heard this, they all cast their curious and interested eyes in the direction of the competition square.

His eyes casually swept over the contestants in the square. When he noticed two familiar figures, Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a smile of interest bloomed on his face.

Lin Yan and Xiao Yan on the field had been keeping an eye on Xiao Ling's movements. When they saw Xiao Ling looking over, they both waved to Xiao Ling gently, with a small movement that did not make much noise.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling also nodded slightly and smiled back, as a simple greeting.

"Hey, isn't this the disciple of old man Huo who likes to use door panels, and that Lin Yan! I didn't expect that they would come to participate in this Sifang Pavilion competition. It's quite unexpected."

At this time, Zi Yan also noticed Xiao Ling's movements, followed his gaze, saw Lin Yan and Xiao Yan, and said with a little surprise.

Qing Lin also nodded in response. She was not very familiar with Lin Yan, but she had met Xiao Yan many times and had some understanding of him.

"We will be able to meet them then, but let's see how they perform on the field first. With their strength, it's probably no problem for them to pass the first round, but as for winning the championship, the chances are slim." Xiao Ling nodded slightly and said calmly.

In Xiao Ling's perception, Xiao Yan is already a seven-star Dou Huang, while Lin Yan has reached an eight-star Dou Huang. Xiao Ling was not surprised that Lin Yan could have such a level of cultivation.

But Xiao Yan, without the many opportunities in the original book, was able to improve his cultivation so quickly. It must be due to the full cultivation of Canaan Academy, and he should have also gained a lot of adventures.

On the square, the fifty-four people looked at each other, and their eyes were full of vigilance. In such a chaotic situation, whoever can hold on all the way and survive to the end can be said to have won the fruit of victory. However, it should be noted that the degree of strictness and cruelty of this selection is not ordinary.

Only eight people are left out of the fifty-four, and four of them have been firmly occupied by the young elites of the four pavilions. In this way, only four people out of the remaining fifty can be qualified for the promotion, which shows how fierce the competition is.

When the tense atmosphere reached an almost unbearable peak, someone finally couldn't hold back and took the lead. One person's action was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, which naturally triggered a chain reaction.

In an instant, waves of fighting spirits of different colors rushed out like a surging tide, and a thrilling melee began.

At this moment, the field was already a scene of complete chaos. The muffled sound of fighting spirits colliding with each other and the crisp sound of swords hitting each other rose and fell one after another, without stopping.

In such a chaotic situation, although everyone present was not an ordinary person, some people still vomited blood and were forced to withdraw from the battle.

The field was too chaotic and disorderly. People often took care of the front, but could not guard against the back. There were hidden enemies on all sides. If you were not careful, a fatal attack would come from the dark.

After all, such a conference is a place where swords and knives have no eyes, and getting injured is a common thing.

If you are unfortunately attacked by a fatal attack, shouting "surrender", according to the rules, naturally no one will kill you.

The chaotic situation lasted for less than ten minutes, and more than a dozen contestants were seriously injured. In desperation, they had to leave the field sadly.

After all, if you continue to stay in this chaotic field, you may not only face a simple situation of serious injury, but also your life.

However, although the square is extremely chaotic at the moment, there are still four small circles in this chaotic square that are much safer. The masters who firmly guard these four small circles are Feng Qing'er, Mu Qingluan, Tang Ying, and Wang Chen...

The four of them have already accumulated their aura, ready to go, and stared at the chaotic battlefield around them with cold faces. Anyone who dares to step into the circle they are guarding will be attacked most violently at the first time.

The strength of these four people can basically be regarded as the best here. Although there are also a few people in the field who have performed extraordinary, it is obvious that those people do not dare to provoke these four people at will, and they are all afraid of them.

Among these four people, Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er are particularly eye-catching. I saw two figures facing each other at the two ends of the square, and their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the empty area in the middle and look directly at each other.

At this time, the Dou Zong aura that far exceeded the Dou Huang realm spread from the two people, sweeping around like a surging wave, and the people around them suddenly felt a strong pressure coming, and they did not dare to approach this area easily.

The two women seemed to be about to fight in the next second, but they never made any move. They just stood there quietly, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Because they both knew that the real competition that could determine the victory or defeat and the superiority of the male and female was not in this situation, but in the crucial final battle later. At that time, it would be the best opportunity to do their best and compete.

At this time, both of them had full and excellent confidence in themselves, and they were sure that they could stand out in the subsequent final battle and win the crown of victory. Therefore, although they were confronting each other at this moment, they were calm and composed, and not panicked at all.

In addition to the four geniuses of the Sifang Pavilion, the most eye-catching ones were Xiao Yan and Lin Yan.

On the square, Xiao Yan and Lin Yan stood back to back, looking around vigilantly.

Xiao Yan held the black iron ruler tightly in both hands, and every time he swung it, it was full of vigor, cutting through the air and making a low whistle. Lin Yan held a red spear, the tip of which flashed with cold light, as if it could penetrate all obstacles.

There were many powerful contestants around, and they were afraid of these two recently famous geniuses, so they formed teams and attacked Xiao Yan and Lin Yan.

Among them, there were also several nine-star Douhuang realm masters, who came with great momentum and tried to take down the two in one fell swoop with their numbers.

However, how could Xiao Yan and Lin Yan be afraid? They just looked grim and prepared for this tough battle.

Xiao Yan took the lead and smashed the black iron ruler at the enemy with overwhelming force, and his fighting spirit surged like surging waves. Lin Yan cooperated tacitly, and the red spear was like a dragon out of the sea, piercing the opponent's vital points.

The two of them joined forces, both offensive and defensive, and as they moved, none of the high-level Dou Huangs who came could break through their defense. No less than dozens of people were defeated and eliminated by the two of them, but they still stood proudly in the melee, without any signs of fatigue.

"Why does this guy's body movement look so weird? It's really weird..."

Xiao Ling looked at Lin Yan who was constantly jumping and moving in the field, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

When Lin Yan performed that body movement, his posture was extremely ugly, giving people a very awkward feeling, just like a duck swaying left and right there, looking really funny.

This body movement, if Xiao Ling guessed correctly, should be the ground-level fighting skill called Bat Duck Fire Avoidance Step that Lin Yan obtained in the original book.

I can only sigh that some things seem to have been destined in the dark. Even though Xiao Ling has changed many things, this inheritance still fell into Lin Yan's hands, and he still came to participate in the Sifang Pavilion Martial Arts Competition as scheduled.

Even if Xiao Ling were to learn such a physical fighting skill, no matter how high its grade was, he would not have the interest or enthusiasm to do so, and would only perform it when he had no choice. It was really because this fighting skill was too strange and awkward to perform, and learning it would somewhat damage his image.

The chaos in the field continued, and the entire square seemed to have become a huge sieve. People were constantly being eliminated from this "sieve", and the number of people who could continue to stay in the square was rapidly becoming scarce.

With the rapid decrease in the number of people, the chaos in the square gradually calmed down. Especially when the number of people on the field dropped sharply to around eleven, the originally noisy and chaotic square was instantly shrouded in an abnormal silence.

Except for Xiao Yan and Lin Yan, the other nine people were scattered all over the venue. Those who had just experienced a fierce fight and had consumed a lot of physical strength were panting and looking at each other warily. Xiao Yan and Lin Yan were the same, and their eyes revealed caution and vigilance.

Of course, such a calm state could not last forever. Those who had just experienced a fierce battle had not had time to adjust their breath before they entered the battle alert state again.

Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan were both very confident in themselves, so they looked fearless and stood quietly.

However, Wang Chen of Huangquan Pavilion and Tang Ying of Wanjian Sect had already made a move. It seemed that they were planning to launch the final clearing action, wanting to break this temporary calm, change the situation again, and end the first round of written examination screening as soon as possible.

The two people's eyes met, as if they had a tacit understanding in an instant. After nodding slightly to each other, they immediately separated.

Tang Ying held a long sword in his hand and went straight to a very powerful contestant present, whose strength had already reached the level of a nine-star Douhuang.

The contestant was just resting and recuperating, and suddenly saw Tang Ying coming at him so fast that he had to stand up and defend himself. Fortunately, he had not consumed much energy in the previous battle, so he could barely hold on and resist for a while, and was not eliminated in a short time.

And Wang Chen was like a black light, flying swiftly in front of Xiao Yan and Lin Yan.

"I didn't expect to meet you two this time, it's really interesting."

As he stroked his fingers, the two daggers in his hands glowed coldly, and a creepy smile appeared on his face, which made people shudder. He said,

"You have offended the people of Glacier Valley, and you dare to come to participate in the Four Square Pavilion Competition so ostentatiously. Aren't you afraid of being eliminated by them?"

"Haha, I, Xiao Yan, don't bother with Mr. Wang Chen's own affairs." Xiao Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled faintly.

At the same time, he had already secretly accumulated his fighting spirit, and the whole person instantly entered a state of combat readiness, with a faint aura of readiness all over his body, and it was obvious that he did not dare to slack off against Wang Chen.

"If you want to fight, then fight, don't waste your time here, don't lose face for your Huangquan Pavilion! Last time in the Tianmu Mountains, you ended up in such an embarrassing situation, so, are you here to get back at me this time?"

Lin Yan's words were more direct, grinning, his face was full of disdain, and he said bluntly.

He was full of confidence in his and Xiao Yan's strength. Thinking back to the time in the Tianmu Mountains, it was because he and Wang Chen had a conflict, and then Xiao Yan took action, and the two of them joined forces to successfully repel Wang Chen. It was also because of this that the two gradually became friends.

Besides, Xiao Ling is here, and the relationship between him, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Ling is not ordinary. If he really can't beat Wang Chen, the worst thing is to admit defeat. But if Wang Chen tried to kill them, they would have their backers.

"You are looking for death!"

After Lin Yan finished speaking, Wang Chen's eyes instantly became as cold as a venomous snake, and a hideous and terrifying look appeared on his face.

The two daggers in his hands flew out one after another, and the black-black fighting spirit swept out like a deadly venom, instantly bringing about a whistling and raging dark storm, attacking Xiao Yan and Lin Yan, with a fierce momentum, as if to swallow them up instantly.

Seeing Wang Chen coming with the dark storm, Xiao Yan reacted very quickly, holding up the black iron ruler steadily with one hand, and then gently wiping the ruler of the black iron ruler with the other hand.

In an instant, a cluster of dark brown flames "swooshed" on the black iron ruler, and immediately emitted a terrifying high temperature that made people shudder, and the surrounding air seemed to be twisted by the high temperature.

"Flame-Splitting Wave-Devouring Ruler!"

As Xiao Yan shouted in a deep voice, he tightly grasped the handle of the heavy black iron ruler with both hands, and then swung it down fiercely.

A dark brown flame with a terrifying scorching temperature slashed straight towards Wang Chen like a roaring fire dragon. Wherever it passed, the air was sizzling with the high temperature, as if it was about to be torn apart.

The dark storm and the dark brown flame slash collided with each other, and the fighting spirits of the two fiercely clashed. Suddenly, a deafening explosion sounded, and a stream of smoke and dust spread out rapidly like a huge wave.

However, in a flash, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared. The figure who retreated back was actually Wang Chen of Huangquan Pavilion who launched the attack first. His slightly embarrassed appearance formed a sharp contrast with his previous aggressive posture.

"This guy's fighting spirit and fighting skills can reach such a level. Could the flame he cast be a strange fire? What is the origin of this suddenly rising Xiao Yan..."

Wang Chen felt an unbearable burning heat in his palm, and the originally black dagger was now tinged with a hint of fiery red.

Looking at Xiao Yan's dark black iron ruler, a trace of dark brown flames were constantly lingering, causing the surrounding air to be distorted and deformed, and even the space seemed to be faintly fluctuating, as if it could not withstand the heat and domineering of the flames.

Although Xiao Yan has not yet subdued a strange fire, he and Elder Huo first studied the volume of the True Flame Art that Xiao Ling had left in the inner courtyard.

By integrating many beast fires, the Transformation Fire was formed, and the temperature of this Transformation Fire is not inferior to the real strange fire.

Moreover, although Xiao Yan is an alchemist, he focuses more on improving his combat power. The beast fires he chooses to absorb and condense are all inclined to the direction of fiery explosion, and the power they exert is quite extraordinary, which often plays a key role in the battle.

The spectators around were all shocked and surprised when they saw such a scene.

No one expected that Wang Chen, who is known as the number one among the younger generation of Huangquan Pavilion, would be at a disadvantage in the hands of a high-level Douhuang.

Although Xiao Yan has also emerged in Zhongzhou and has a certain reputation, compared with Wang Chen, a genius who has already established a strong image and a great reputation in the hearts of the people with many deeds, everyone generally believes that there is a significant gap between the two.

But the ending presented at this moment really surprised many onlookers, completely deviating from their previous expectations and judgments.

"What a waste!" The Huang Quan Reverend who was sitting on the seat clenched his fists, his face full of anger, and cursed in a low voice...