Fantasy: I became the villain at the beginning

Ye Chen laughed loudly: "Then let's go quickly, otherwise Mr. Cang will wait for a long time."

Shen Bixia didn't understand why, with her cultivation base, she couldn't see Cang Fusheng at the mountain gate at all from this position. The Nine Heavens Peak soared into the sky, as high as ten thousand ren, and the peak was filled with clouds and mist, covering the sky.

Before everyone led Ye Ling up the mountain, Shao An and the others reacted immediately. Although they followed Ye Chen, they were still separated by a considerable distance.

Ye Ling pouted and said angrily, "Brother Ye Chen, why are you flirting with Senior Sister Shen?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "You girl, don't you see that I'm teasing her?"

"No."

"Are you still jealous of your brother?"

"Just eat!"

Ye Ling has been used to playing around with him since he was a child, and Ye Chen also enjoyed it, messing up Ye Ling's hair with a smile, speeding up to the peak, and arrived in front of the mountain gate not long after.

Cang Fusheng immediately found Ye Chen, and frowned imperceptibly, but still suppressed his anger and cupped his hands: "Junior Brother Ye, please come inside."

"Please." Ye Chen cupped his hands and walked in swaggeringly.

When passing by Cang Fusheng, he looked around and said to himself in a high voice: "Huh? Why don't you see Miss Zhang?"

The nearby monks all looked at Ye Chen with strange expressions. Let alone the people in Danwu City, even many monks in Wuji City have heard about the love and hatred between Cang Fusheng and Zhang Cuihua. Suppressing a smile, he buried his head into the Jiuxiao Pavilion.

A killing intent flashed in Cang Fusheng's eyes, and Ji Wuxu stared at Ye Chen's back coldly, "Don't worry, after the martial arts conference is over, there will never be another person like Ye Chen in this world."

"It's too easy for him to die."

"As you wish, just watch!"

Since entering the arena early in the morning, it was not until noon that the forces of the two major cities were almost fully assembled. The surrounding area of ​​the huge martial arts arena with a diameter of almost one mile in the Jiuxiao Pavilion was crowded by figures at this moment.

The leaders of the various sects in the sky sat in the sky, all of which were air seats bought by the Jiuxiao Pavilion, with the same grandeur.

As the eldest disciple of Jiuxiao Pavilion, Ji Wuxu attended on behalf of Jiuxiao Pavilion, but it was enough to shock the scene.

He stood in the center of the martial arts arena and raised his voice: "Thank you, comrades, for being invited to participate in this rare martial arts grand meeting. I believe that after this grand meeting, your future will surely skyrocket, martial arts will prosper, and the future will be bright!"

"Martial arts are prosperous!"

"Martial arts are prosperous!"

Some passionate youths couldn't help shouting. When the atmosphere reached this point, even Ye Chen felt a sense of enthusiasm for some reason.

Ji Wuxu smiled slightly, and continued: "This grand event was originally intended to build a platform for young people to exchange martial arts, but as the organizer of Jiuxiaoge, we will naturally not let you come here for nothing, except for exchanges and discussions with each other. To prove the martial arts cultivation, we also set up a ranking called Fengyun Bang."

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Wuxu nodded towards the back, and several disciples of Jiuxiao Pavilion made moves at the same time, forming seals together, and summoned a huge formation, covering the entire martial arts field, and standing at the center of Ji Wuxu's feet, It was even more glorious, and with the emergence of complicated formation patterns, the martial arts field suddenly trembled violently.

At the next moment, a huge stone monument of hundreds of meters dragged Ji Wuxu up into the sky!

The giant stone tablet is astonishingly large, and it is filled with a mysterious Xeon atmosphere, covering the universe in all directions.

After the light disappeared, the huge stone tablet was completely exposed to everyone's eyes. The towering stone tablet was crystal clear, like a spiritual weapon made of mysterious materials.

Ji Wuxu smiled and said: "This stone tablet is what I called the Billboard. Anyone who can leave their name on the stele is eligible to be ranked in the Billboard. Those who rank in the top [-] will be given generous prizes by Jiuxiao Pavilion. "

"Fusheng, you come to be a demonstration."

Cang Fusheng responded, landed in front of the stele, then raised his hand and slapped it, the true essence gathered in his palm, and three large characters appeared in the center of the stele instantly: Cang Fusheng!
Then, with a flash of light, Cang Fusheng's ranking suddenly appeared on the top of the stele, and a large golden character was added in front of the name: ONE!

The young disciples around suddenly showed surprise, and even the older generation of monks nodded slightly.

Ji Wuxu continued: "The test of this stone tablet is not on cultivation, but on one's own potential. Only when a person's potential is determined by special rules and combined with comprehensive factors such as age, cultivation, martial arts and martial arts, can the ranking be made. .”

Someone muttered: "Isn't it just cultivation?"

Ji Wuxu looked at the man and explained: "Essentially speaking, it is true, but if your talent surpasses Junior Brother Cang, even if your cultivation base is behind, you will still surpass Junior Brother Cang's ranking. Do you understand that?"

"Understood! Thank you Mr. Ji for clarifying the confusion!"

Ji Wuxu shook his head with a smile, expressing that he didn't mind, then he moved to the rear.

"Today is the first day of the Martial Arts Conference. There will be no martial arts competitions. Young talents from all sects, leave your names on the Billboard to prove your strength!"

Who in this world doesn't have the desire to win in the process of practicing?

With one word from Ji Wuxu, the young monks who participated in the meeting couldn't hold back their ambitions to rise above the clouds. Even some of the older generation of strong men wanted to leave their names on the Billboard for future generations to look up to.

"I'll try!"

A figure suddenly rushed into the martial arts arena, and then, like Cang Fusheng, he raised his palm and slapped the wind and cloud list!
Everyone stared at the wind and cloud list, a new name gathered together, and then quickly appeared behind Cang Fusheng, before the name was also golden characters: Two!
The man couldn't help his blood boil, and he stood in front of the Billboard and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! I didn't expect that I would be famous in the world one day! I am the second in the Billboard, who dare not accept it?"

"Out of stock! It's just a two-person test, why don't you say that you are the bottom one on the wind and cloud list?"

"Tch, don't you mean Mr. Cang is the last one?"

"A bunch of nonsense garbage, watch me make a move! Overtake the second!"

Another figure entered the arena, and he patted on the stele with great excitement, but the brilliance on the stele flashed, and then dimmed instantly, not to mention squeezing out the second place, and even the name did not appear.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help laughing, the man fled away in disgrace, humiliated.

The young disciples were full of enthusiasm, and they all wanted to compete for a high ranking in the early stage. For a while, the martial arts arena was overcrowded, and the brilliance on the stone tablet continued to flow, and thousands of names appeared in less than a quarter of an hour!
At this moment, Ji Wuxu flew to the top of the stele and said loudly: "Everyone, please stop."

The monks who were about to leave their names looked up.

Ji Wuxu opened his mouth and said: "Today, the [-] fellow juniors who left their names are considered lucky. Your names will stay on the wind and cloud list for a whole night, but..."