Chapter 1184 1185 The Tone Is so Big

At the back of the competition platform, several high platforms have also been built. Not only all the tutors in this academy are present to observe, but also the patriarchs of the major families in Anyun are also present in person, and the eight major families in the capital are naturally among them.

As the bell rang, the entire square was quiet, and Long Congyuan slowly walked up to the competition stage.

"Today is the time for the new students of Longyan College to compete. For hundreds of thousands of years, countless An Yun powerhouses have become famous through this battle, embarked on their own path of powerhouses, and even become famous for the ages.

I hope that in this competition, you can continue the glory of your predecessors, and become a generation of powerhouses admired by thousands of people like them! "Long Congyuan raised his voice, and the full-hearted voice seemed to sound in everyone's heart, making people's blood boil.

There was a thunderous cheer in the square.

"Also, some people may have heard the wind. In order to show encouragement to the winners, this time, the academy will present a treasure that has been passed down since ancient times as a reward. I hope you will go all out and do your best!" Long Congyuan's subsequent words pushed the atmosphere of the square to its peak.

Although I have long heard that the college attaches great importance to the freshman competition this time, and the rewards it has given out are far stronger than the previous freshman competition, but the rumors are only rumors after all, and listening to Long Congyuan's own admission is still fascinated.

"Next, I announce that the competition will begin." In the cheers of everyone, Long Congyuan shouted, and then walked off the competition stage.

Nine horns sounded one after another, and the square gradually returned to calm.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Hanyan and other sixteen disciples who participated in the competition were also invited to the competition stage to draw lots to determine their opponents.

The rules of the freshman competition are very simple. Sixteen people are divided into eight groups to compete one by one. The winner enters the next round, and then draws lots until there are only two people left, and then a decisive battle will select the strongest among them.

"The first game, Guan Shanhe, align with Kaiyun!" The nine horns ended, Mu Hanyan and other 16 people also drew lots, and a mentor walked to the high platform and said loudly.

"Guan Shanhe, you must win!"

"Qi Kaiyun, we must win!" Under the stage, the excited shouts of the academy disciples sounded.

After all, they are elites who have been famous for a long time in An Yun's younger generation. Soon after the two joined the academy, they had a lot of fans.

Mu Hanyan was also a little excited. In her previous life, she had heard the names of Guan Shanhe and Qi Kaiyun for a long time. In this first competition, it was such a powerful encounter. She could also see how powerful the two were. to what extent.

"Senior Brother Guan, please!"

"Junior Brother Qi, please!" The two seemed to know each other and didn't say much. After saluting each other, they drew out their swords.

In an instant, two powerful sword powers enveloped the audience, and the originally noisy and noisy square suddenly became much quieter.

"Sword Master Rank 6!" In the exclamation, everyone was excited and looking forward to it.

Mu Hanyan was no exception. She had never imagined that these two would have such strength. Such an encounter between the two powerhouses, even for a master of the same strength as her, is a rare opportunity for eye-opening, and can gain a lot of insights from the fight between the two.

When the sword glow unfolded, Guan Shanhe and Qi Kaiyun fought fiercely.

As the powerful and unparalleled sword light slashed past, the wind swept across the test stage, and a piece of flying sand and rocks were scattered. Among them, there were even gusts of wind and thunder, which shocked people for a while.

With the muffled sound, the wind and clouds dispersed, Qi Kaiyun's slender figure flew out from the competition platform, spitting out blood in his mouth, staining his chest with blood stains, it looked like he was seriously injured.

The battle of masters is really dangerous!

"Guan Shanhe, win." As the instructor announced the results of the competition, cheers rang out from the audience again, but the atmosphere in the square was a little less jubilant than before, and a little more chilling!

Guan Shanhe soon stepped down, and the test continued.

As in the first game, one person was seriously injured in each match. After all, the rewards of this new competition are too generous, and no one is willing to give up easily.

The competition continued, and the cheers continued, but the atmosphere on and off the court became more and more chilling, and it also had a cruel meaning.

In fact, it is not this competition that is cruel. The way of the strong is originally so cruel!

"The fourth game, Mu Hanyan, to Chang Lie!" The instructor's voice sounded again.

Under the stage, the cheers stopped slightly, and everyone looked at Mu Hanyan behind the competition stage.

Compared to other people's competitions, they were still more looking forward to Mu Hanyan's match. After all, it was Longyan's number one slut who had maimed the two mentors within a few days of being admitted to the hospital. It was impossible not to look forward to it.

However, who is Chang Lie? I don't seem to have heard of such a person before.

Don't talk about anyone else, even Mu Hanyan didn't know who this person was, and it was the first time he saw him during the draw just now.

"Mu Hanyan, come up and die!" Just as everyone was secretly guessing, a robust young man flew up to the stage, raised his head and roared wildly.

"Mu Hanyan, come up and die." His voice fell on the square, everyone was dumbfounded, and Mu Hanyan also frowned.

Who is this person with such a big tone? Mu Hanyan stared at the man, but found that he had no impression at all, let alone offended him, but he didn't know why he was so rude.

There are too many people in the world who don't know what to call it, and Mu Hanyan didn't bother to think too much.

"You are Mu Hanyan, Gong Hongru's immortal apprentice, that's all!" Chang Lie glanced at Mu Hanyan and said contemptuously.

"To be presumptuous, how dare you disrespect my master." Although Mu Hanyan was speechless about Gong Hongru's habit of seclusion for "a few days" and then disappeared, he was a disciple anyway, and he would never tolerate someone insulting his master like this. shouted sharply.

"Hmph, I knelt down for three days and asked him to accept me as a disciple, but he had no eyes and shut me out. Today I want to show him how wrong it was for him to refuse to accept me as a disciple. , let him see how vulnerable the disciple he chose is." Chang Lie said with hatred.

"I remembered that twelve years ago, a son of the royal family from the Northern Qi Kingdom came to worship Lord Gong as his teacher. He knelt in the snow for three days and three nights in the winter, but Lord Gong not only turned him away. In addition, he also said that his narrow-mindedness is difficult to achieve greatness, and that person walked away in anger, it turned out to be him." Someone in the audience thought of something and said in surprise.

"I also heard that this person later went to the door of Qi Fengchen, the great swordsman of Northern Qi, and that Qi Fengchen fought against Lord Gong when he was young. The two fought for three days and three nights. In the end, Qi Fengchen was defeated. The mortal enemy." Someone next to him said thoughtfully.