Bandit of Infinity

Chapter 357 Surrender without a fight
The martial arts meeting of the seven veins is the most important event in the Qingyun sect during this period, so the people in charge of this competition are all elders of the various veins who are highly respected in the Qingyun sect.

And the person who just spoke is an elder in Tongtian Peak, with a very high seniority.

"Who is No. 63, No. [-], let's compete in No. [-] ring!"

The elder looked to be about five or sixty years old, with white hair and a childlike face, full of vigor, a white Taoist robe tightly attached to his body, and suddenly shouted loudly.

That rich voice was transmitted to everyone's ears along with the weak magic energy.

And after the elder spoke, the disciples of the Qingyun sect in the audience crowded together, looking around, wanting to see who the first match in the seven meridian martial arts competition was.

One must know that the first competition, which was a good start, naturally attracted everyone's attention, so it was seen that all the disciples' eyes were focused on the No. [-] ring, so that the other rings became deserted.

Seeing such a situation, the persons in charge of the eight arenas looked at each other, and after making eye contact, they finally decided to let the first arena compete first, and delay the other several arenas later.

"Nephew Xiao, this arena is about to be used for competitions, you..." Seeing Ye Xuan still standing on the arena, the elder of Tongtian Peak who was in charge of No. [-] ring couldn't help but said, with a tone of flattery and discussion in his tone , without the slightest arrogance, or bullying the small with the big.

After all, as a senior brother of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, Ye Xuan's seniority in Qingyun Sect is very high, far beyond what these elders of Qingyun Sect can compare, and this elder himself is from the Tongtian Peak of Changmen. He will not embarrass Ye Xuan either.

Otherwise, if someone else dared to occupy the ring like this, he would have been knocked down long ago, and there would be no way to persuade you.

Hearing the elder's words, Ye Xuan nodded, just now he jumped down from the stands above, and just landed on the ring, occupying the position of the ring.

Ye Xuan looked at the elder, raised his arm slightly, and a ray of light flew out of his cuff, and saw a piece of white letter paper flying out of Ye Xuan's cuff, and finally landed on the vertical wooden sign in front of him.

Seeing Ye Xuan's actions, everyone looked at the paper, only to see the number 63 written on it!

"Sigh~"

Seeing this, everyone in the audience gasped and looked at Ye Xuan. They didn't expect to meet the senior brother recognized by Qing Yun sect in the first match of the Qimai martial arts competition. This is simply luck.

Thinking about it, everyone suddenly started to look around, their eyes were full of gloating expressions, everyone wanted to know who was going to compete with Ye Xuan in the first match, and it was good luck to meet Ye Xuan in the first match. It's really unlucky enough, I guess I can't even pass the first round, and I have to lose to Ye Xuan's men.

At the same time, everyone looked at Ye Xuan expectantly. For this disciple who has been hailed as the most talented disciple of Qingyun Sect for thousands of years, he has cultivated Qingyun Sect's supreme determination Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the Supreme Purity Realm at only 16 years old. This made everyone look forward to what kind of surprise Ye Xuan would bring them when he made a move.

And just under the arena, when countless people were staring at Ye Xuan intently, there was a disciple among them, whose face was as black as coal, and whose body began to tremble non-stop. His eyes were fixed on the note in his hand, which read With number two.

Seeing this, the disciple almost blacked out and fainted. He wished he could cut off his hand when he drew lots just now. It's unlucky that he met Ye Xuan in the first match. up.

"Who is No. [-]? Hurry up, dawdling, how decent!" Seeing Ye Xuan standing on the ring, the referee in charge of this match shouted impatiently.

"I am me!"

Looking at the note in his hand, a disciple in a white robe raised his hand, the expression on his face was uglier than that of dead parents.

"Hey, isn't this Xiang Zhengzhi, the disciple of Tianyun Taoist, the first disciple of Luoxia Peak?"

"Yes, I heard that Xiang Zhengzhi is one of the outstanding disciples of Luoxia Peak. He is only a hundred years old, and his cultivation has already reached the tenth level of the Jade Qing Realm. Taoist Tianyun has high hopes for him, but he is expected to sprint this time. The existence of the top ten in Qimai Huiwu."

Seeing Xiang Zhengzhi, countless disciples of Qingyunmen cast sympathetic eyes on him and began to discuss in private.

There is no way, Xiang Zhengzhi had hoped to sprint to the top ten in this Qimai martial arts competition, but in the first round, he met Ye Xuan, the senior brother of Qingyun sect, which is a bit of a pity.

Xiang Zhengzhi looked sad and indignant, and walked tremblingly to the ring, looking at the calm Ye Xuan in front of him, his face suddenly turned bitter.

"Senior Brother Xiao!" Slightly bowing to Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi looked at Ye Xuan, the depression in his heart was like a torrential river, originally with his own cultivation, not to mention the top ten, at least he could pass three. In the end, they met Ye Xuan in the first round, and it was over.

"No. 63 Luoxia Peak disciple Xiang Zhengzhi vs. No. [-] Tongtian Peak Xiao Yicai!"

Just when Ye Xuan looked at Xiang Zhengzhi in front of him playfully, the elder of Tongtian Peak who was far outside the ring suddenly spoke.

"Wait!" Just as Ye Xuan was about to make a move, Xiang Zhengzhi on the opposite side suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly shouted: "There's no need to compete, I admit defeat!"

Looking at Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi had a bitter expression on his face. His own cultivation was only at the tenth level of the Jade Qing Realm. If this kind of cultivation is second to none among his peers anyway, but in front of Ye Xuan, it is not enough. After all, the opponent is a person who has broken through the Taiji Xuanqing Dao at the age of 16. Even if I try my best, I probably am not the opponent of the opponent.

And to be honest, facing Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi couldn't bring up the slightest fighting spirit at all, so he had no choice but to surrender.

"Surrender and admit defeat? Are you sure?" The elder of Tongtian Peak, who was the referee, looked at Xiang Zhengzhi with a calm expression.

"Yes, I admit defeat!" Xiang Zhengzhi walked off the ring alone without waiting for others to answer.In this arena, apart from falling down and losing combat effectiveness, falling into the arena is also considered a loss, so Xiang Zhengzhi walked off the arena without hesitation, and left the whole person disheartened, his back bleak.

Looking at Xiang Zhengzhi, the disciples of the Qingyun sect did not have the slightest sneer in their eyes, only deep sympathy.

Although it seems very shameful to surrender without a fight, it also depends on where it is placed.

For Xiang Zhengzhi's direct surrender, everyone thinks it should be taken for granted. After all, his opponent is the elder brother recognized by everyone in Qingyunmen, a genius who is even more evil than the Qingye Patriarch thousands of years ago.

There is no shame in losing to Ye Xuan's men.

This can only be blamed on his bad luck to meet Ye Xuan.

"In the first match, Tongtian Peak Xiao Yi won and successfully advanced to the first round!"

(Seeking a recommendation ticket, a recommendation ticket, a recommendation ticket, a recommendation ticket!)

(End of this chapter)