Big Brother is great again

The sun has just peeked out half of its face from the horizon.

Chen Feng walked out of the courtyard refreshed and took a breath of fresh air.

After instructing Dahong to take good care of his home, he quickly flew towards Zixiao Palace.

The second group arena will be held in the open space in front of Zixiao Hall.

At that time, the elders of the Zongmen will build a ring there and arrange a defensive formation to ensure that the disciples can fight freely and also ensure the personal safety of the audience.

When Chen Feng came to Zixiao Hall, a huge arena with a length of 200 meters and a width of [-] meters had already been set up in front of the hall.

Surrounding the ring are tall trapezoidal stands, and there are many tables in front of a section of the stands. Obviously, those are places for the elders to sit.

At this time, the stands were already full of Zixiaozong's inner disciples, and all of them were exchanging the gossip they had heard with great interest.

"Have you heard? Sha Hun and Sha Xin of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect seem to have improved in cultivation after leaving the secret realm! I'm worried that the elder brother will lose some!" A disciple said worriedly.

"What do you know? I heard that the senior brother is unparalleled in combat power. Even if only the golden core is perfect, he can still beat many strong people who have the perfect Nascent Soul. Wasn't he hanged up and beaten by the senior brother?" The disciples on the side hurriedly spoke for Chen Feng.

"Oh? So this senior brother has seen the senior brother hang and beat Sha Hun Shaxin? I hope the senior brother can tell me, what posture did the senior brother use to hang and beat the two?" the disciple asked with interest.

"Hey, you're asking the right person. I heard that senior brother used four-horse binding and tortoise-shell binding to hang and beat."

"Huh? That's not right, are you biasing me?"

"No, you just asked the wrong question."

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Most of the disciples in the stands are inner disciples of Zixiao Sect, and a small part are outstanding disciples brought by other sects. The two sides are clearly separated, forming two relatively clear viewing areas.

Chen Feng's arrival did not attract many people's attention.

Since there was no one in the ring, everyone's attention was still on the senior sisters around them, and Chen Feng's seating naturally couldn't attract their attention.

On the contrary, the disciples next to the contestants' preparation seats were all excited after seeing Chen Feng.

A junior sister sitting behind Chen Feng lost her balance and fell forward because she was too excited when she stood up.

Unfortunately, I was stopped by the nosy senior sister next to me.

Chen Feng greeted a few words with a smile on his face, then ignored him.

Not long after Chen Feng arrived, disciples from other sects also rushed over.

When the sun completely left the earth, Qin Tao came out of Zixiao Hall with a group of elders, and then flew up to the elder stand that had been prepared.

When the elders appeared, the noise around the ring quickly dissipated.

Qin Tao stood on the elders' viewing platform and nodded with satisfaction.

The night before yesterday, Qin Tao specially entrusted the elders of the various peaks to inform the disciples that they must maintain basic etiquette when watching the group arena and not make any noise, otherwise they will be punished by the sect rules.

Judging from the current situation, the effect is very good.

Qin Tao cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Dear friends, today is the first day of the second round of the sect qualifying competition. In the next few days, the disciples of each sect will be outstanding. The disciples will show their strongest side to the outside world.”

Qin Tao's face was serious, and his voice was steady, reciting the speech script he had made up last night, and his body was as straight as possible to make himself look more dignified.

Around, all the disciples were quietly listening to Qin Tao's long speech.

After a quarter of an hour, Qin Tao finally finished his epic speech.

"Next, I announce the start of the game!" Qin Tao said loudly.

As his words fell, Elder Wang, who had been waiting at the edge of the ring, took over the topic in a timely manner.

"Everyone, the opponents of this competition will be decided by the representative disciples of each sect by drawing lots. Next, the representative of the sect whose name I have registered, please come forward and draw a number plate." Elder Wang's indifferent voice came to everyone's ears.

"Qingfeng Pavilion!"

"The disciple is here!" A capable young monk strode forward, bowed his hands to the elders in the elders' bench, and then took out his number plate from the box in front of Elder Wang.

"The number 9 was drawn by Qingfeng Pavilion on behalf of the disciple!"

"The next one, Quick Gun Sect!"

"Spirit Sword Sect!"

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"Emperor Blood Demon Gate! No. 24!"

"Zixiaozong! Number 8!"

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The disciples drew lots quickly. There were a total of 24 sects participating in the second round of the competition, and it took only a little over a quarter of an hour to complete the lottery ceremony.

Finally, the battle table determines the opponent based on the value of the number plate.

Chen Feng drew number 8, so Zi Xiaozong was facing the sect that drew number 17.

"Next, for the first round, the sect captain who has drawn the No. 1 card will be the No. 24 Zongmen! Please send out disciples for the first round!" Elder Wang said.

As Elder Wang's words fell, an ugly-looking elder assigned this dejected young disciple to the ring.

Their opponent is Zongmen No. 24 Blood Demon Sect. This is a match that is doomed to failure!

After the No. 1 sect's disciple came to the stage, the Emperor Blood Demon Sect did not let any of Sha Hun, Sha Xin and Cha Du play, but sent an inconspicuous ordinary disciple to meet the enemy.

After seeing that the Emperor Blood Demon Sect sent out only ordinary disciples, the disciple of that small sect finally had the courage.

"Li Feng of the Guangling Sect, please enlighten me!"

"Create a way at the Blood Demon Sect of the Lower Emperor, please enlighten me!"

After the two of them greeted each other politely, they separated and stood still.

Seeing that the two sides stood still, Elder Wang said lightly: "The match begins!"

As Elder Wang's words fell, a translucent barrier suddenly rose around the ring, covering the huge ring.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful!" Zhang Lu shouted, blood gushing out.

"Let the horse come here!" Li Feng was not to be outdone.

If the opponent is any one of Sha Hun, Sha Xin and Sha Du, Li Feng will definitely not have any fighting spirit, but if it is just a little-known ordinary disciple, Li Feng feels that he can still save it. After all, judging from Zhang Lu's explosive momentum , its strength is only at the initial stage of Nascent Soul!