Street fortune-telling, I fell in love with the emperor

The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament starts with the competition for the Qianlong Ranking.

There are ten duel arenas in total.

The Qianlong list is the same as the sky list and the ground list, both have one hundred places.

Duel Field No. [-], competing for the top ten rankings.

Duel Field No. [-], competing for rankings from eleven to twenty.

So on and so forth.

Whatever ranking you want to compete for, you can enter any level of duel arena.

"Commander Yan, how is the registration status?"

Entering the second floor of the palace, Xiao Fan asked.

Yan Kuan arrived here three days ago.

He quickly said: "The total number of applicants for the Qianlong list is 36 five people."

"The number of participants on the ground list is 780."

"Sign up for the Tianbang, 850 and three people."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly, the number of people was a little less than he estimated.

You must know that the entire Qianlong Continent has a population of 700 billion.

There are so many practitioners.

Now this is the first World No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, it is very normal that the number of participants is large, if not for the distance, there must be more people participating.

Feng Qingwu frowned and said: "There are so many people competing, when will the competition be?"

Xiao Fan smiled and said: "Ninety-nine percent of them are just for fun, and they can brag when they go back, saying that they have participated in the world's number one martial arts tournament."

"There must be a lot of injuries and deaths in the duel. Knowing that the martial arts competition is not a child's play, most of the contestants will probably abandon the competition and will not be on the stage."

Feng Qingwu nodded slightly.

It would be better if so.

"Commander Yan, we are facing the No. [-] duel field?"

Xiao Fan asked.

Yan Kuan nodded: "In front of our palace is the No. [-] duel field, which covers an area of ​​[-] mu; behind it is the No. [-] duel field, which covers an area of ​​[-] mu."

Six thousand acres is actually four square kilometers.

The powerful duel of the strong needs a bigger place.

Moreover, there are so many people watching the battle, it is not convenient for local people to watch the battle.

"The time is approaching, and the enchantment is ready."

A loud voice sounded outside, it was the voice of an old senior in the Jianghu of the Tianxuan Dynasty.

The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament is held by the people.

If the government of the Tianxuan Dynasty mixed up a lot, the rest of the countries might not accept it if the Tianxuan Dynasty won;

"Buzz!"

A deep voice sounded, and the transparent barrier soon enveloped each dueling field.

"Your Majesty, please move to the third floor to watch."

Yan Kuan said respectfully.

There are many people on the second floor of their palace, Qin Zhi is also here, Feng Qingwu stays on the second floor, many people here probably feel uncomfortable.

"Hmm... Heavenly Master Xiao, several emperor uncles, all the princes, King Qin, Zhiyang, you should also go to the third floor. The view from the third floor is better."

Feng Qingwu smiled.

Qin Huai'an smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I think the second floor is very good, so I will stay on the second floor."

A few princes present and a dozen or so princes also spoke one after another.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will also stay on the second floor."

Qin Zhi said with a smile.

Feng Qingwu glanced over, and there were some women on the second floor, but not many.

"The second floor can't accommodate so many people."

"Then girl, go to the third floor, and obey me, this is an order."

With Feng Qingwu saying this, the rest of the people will naturally have no objections.

Soon Qin Zhi and some of the girls followed Feng Qingwu to the third floor.

"Xiao Tianshi, take the seat in the middle."

"Your cultivation base is high, so I have to trouble you to explain it to us."

Prince Ren said.

Feng Qingwu had several imperial uncles present, but they were all afraid of Xiao Fan. In terms of status, Xiao Fan was also a prince, and in terms of strength, Xiao Fan was much stronger than them.

In terms of relationship, Feng Qingwu and Xiao Fan only slept together.

"That's right, Heavenly Master Xiao, please take your seat."

"Xiao Tianshi, please."

The rest of the people spoke one after another.

Xiao Fan wasn't too polite, he took the best seat on the second floor, the other princes, dukes and others also took their seats one after another, almost had to stand.

"It's time!"

"The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, start!"

The loud voice sounded, it was still the voice of the old senior from the Tianxuan Dynasty.

"Who is speaking now?"

Xiao Fan asked.

Yan Kuan didn't go to the third floor, he stood beside Xiao Fan.

Hearing Xiao Fan's question, he quickly said: "My lord is talking about Mr. Dong Changhou. He used to be a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse, the highest reached the Seven Stars of Martial Emperor."

"Today's age is 120 and five years old."

"Although his cultivation has fallen to the level of the Martial Emperor, his prestige in the world is quite high."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

This age is not much younger than Cheng Xuanwu, and it is not bad to be able to have the cultivation level of Martial Emperor, but Cheng Xuanwu was not so strong at this age.

——Cheng Xuanwu suffered many injuries in successive battles, which affected his longevity.

But now Cheng Xuanwu has recovered.

His cultivation has reached the nine-star level of Emperor Wu, and Xiao Fan gave him a powerful treasure. With the combat power of Wu Zun, he has already headed to the frontier.

"Who will fight me?"

"I come!"

After a little silence, some youths rushed to the duel arena soon.

Someone will fight in the next second.

"One side admits defeat and the other side is not allowed to attack again. There may be casualties in the duel. If you two confirm, you can start now."

There is humanity next to the duel arena.

There are no less than ten referees around each duel arena, and they come from different countries.

Each duel has a time limit.

Up to a quarter of an hour.

The shortest ten interest time.

If there is a large difference in strength between the two players on the field, or if everyone is procrastinating and delaying everyone's time, the referee can rule that one of them loses, or even both of them lose.

Xiao Fan looked over, and the two people in the duel field in front of them were not from the Tianxuan Dynasty.

One of the two is Great Wuzong, and the other is just Wuzong.

The Qianlong list is a list for young people under 30 years old to compete for. It is definitely a rare genius who can reach the martial arts level at a young age.

For ordinary people, there are actually very few opportunities to come into contact with Wu Zong level masters, and the Great Wu Zong is already a super master for ordinary people.

"Heavenly Luo Kingdom, Park Sang-woo."

"Kaslo Country, Anglo."

The two clasped their fists in salute, and in the next second they both drew their swords and rushed towards each other.

"puff!"

The blood splashed and Park Sang-woo's heart was pierced in a blink of an eye.

Blood stained his white clothes.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

With a cultivation base of Wu Zong level, there are many people who praise him. He also grew up amidst the praise of a genius, but he was killed by a single sword.

Xiao Fan's expression was calm, as expected.

When Wu Zong faced Da Wu Zong, Park Sang-woo was only at Wu Zong's five-star cultivation level, which was far behind Anglo at Da Wu Zong's six-star level.

"waste."

"With such strength, I dare to choose the first duel field, and I am overestimated."

Anglo sneered.

Park Sang-woo's body was quickly dragged down.

He had family members who came to watch the battle, and this situation made it difficult for them to accept, but the rules of the tournament were there, and Anglo did not violate the rules.

"hiss!"

"Is it so scary?"

"Let's not go up."

Many people were terrified.

They just want to join in the fun and show their faces, even if they get hurt a little bit, they can accept it, but dying in the duel field is definitely not acceptable.

"I'll fight you!"

Some familiar voices sounded, and Yan Yue'er rushed to the ring.

The world's number one martial arts tournament, the Yan family sisters also came.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes.

Yan Yue'er originally only had the cultivation level of the Great Martial Ancestor, but now she has become the Martial King, and has the cultivation of the Eight Stars of the Martial King, which is quite high.

"Have you got the support of the strong people in Xianmen?"

Xiao Fan thought to himself.

Tianluo Kingdom has a population of 10 to [-] million, and there were good sects in that land [-] years ago.

Chapter 431 The Tianxuan Dynasty Was Targeted

Anglo smiled, and he looked at Yan Yue'er presumptuously.

Yan Yue'er looked like she was only in her early twenties, could she beat him?

He won three in a row and he was shortlisted.