The God of War.

After a flurry of activity among the 150 names on the academy's big screen, the screen began to display the names of each group.

One hundred and fifty people, six groups, each with twenty-five people. The first round consists of twelve matches, with a total of twenty-four people deciding the twelve, and one person getting a bye and going directly to the thirteenth place.

In the second round, the thirteen people challenged each other in pairs to decide the final five who would directly enter the top thirty.

The top thirty will enter the top ten finals, followed by the top ten ranking competition. The top ten will have the best chance of entering the inner gate of the Three Saints.

All the contestants entered their respective positions on the stage according to the groups shown on the screen. It was still a big question how many of the six contestants from the Three Sword Sect could make it into the top 30 today.

The two elders Jiang Jian, who were sitting on the rostrum, looked around the crowd, hoping to find disciples of their own sect, but, to their disappointment, they didn't see a single person.

Lin Fei sat in a corner, fiddling with his heavy sword, like a naughty son.

"when!"

The bell of the competition rang, and the first round of competition officially began. The first pair of players on the stage where Lin Fei was located were the fourth seed candidate Duan Ziyu from the Royal Academy. On the surface, Duan Ziyu's cultivation was at the peak of the first level of the king, but his true cultivation was temporarily unknown. This person was calm and steady in his practice, and his sword was clean and neat, never dragging his feet. In the previous games, he won with one move and was respected as a one-move killer.

His opponent today was a talented disciple of Xuanyang Sect named Xin Ben. According to intelligence, this person never talked much and was not easy to communicate with others. He was a typical sword madman, and was known for not drawing his sword normally and leaving no trace when he drew it. However, this person was not extravagant in killing and always left a way out for others, so he had a good reputation in the sect and the outside world.

As soon as the two came on stage, there was cheering from the audience, and people from both sides encouraged and cheered for them.

The first person to go on stage from the Three Swords Sect was Jian Buling's eldest disciple Lu Lizi. His opponent was actually Li Yang, the former number one in the inner sect of the Xuanyang Sect who had once been defeated by Lin Fei's men.

"What an enemy!"

Lin Fei took a look at the arena where the two of them were, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

No matter who wins or loses between the two, it will be a good thing for Lin Fei, so he doesn't need to care at all.

However, Lu Lizi's master's sword was not working, and he was worried sick and couldn't let it go.

If the disciple is respected, the master is respected; if the disciple is humble, the master is humble. Therefore, every master hopes that his disciple will succeed and become famous.

Li Yang has been practicing in seclusion since he was defeated by Lin Fei. Lin Fei doesn't know his current level of cultivation, but he believes that after being defeated once, he should be more restrained, reflect on himself, correct his mistakes and change himself.

He has always been optimistic about Li Yang, so he accepted him to follow him.

As the game started, the stadium immediately became lively.

Each arena is fifty feet in radius and is reinforced by formations, so the energy fluctuations inside cannot be transmitted to the outside at all, and spectators do not have to worry about getting injured.

It is related to who can enter the top five ranking in the group, so many people will probably reveal their hidden cards in this game.

Lin Fei cast his eyes towards the ring from time to time. He wanted to see whether Xin Ben or Duan Ziyu would be knocked off the battlefield.

After a brief notice, the referee announced the start of the game.

However, the two people on the stage did not attack immediately. Instead, they stared at each other, trying to get some information from the other's movements and changes in expressions.

After all, it is a competition, not a life-and-death battle, so the mentality of the two people determines their performance in the game to some extent.

Now, neither of them made a move, and neither of them knew what powerful martial arts the other was using to deal with them.

As for the rumors on the market, they are not so true and reliable, because real masters will not easily reveal their true colors.

Only at critical moments will they reveal their true appearance of mountains and rivers.

The other arenas were already in full swing with the fight being very close. Lu Lizi and Li Yang had already fought for more than twenty rounds. Judging from the battle situation, Lu Lizi was already at a disadvantage and it would not be long before he was sent off the arena by Li Yang. He would be so anxious that he didn't know what to do on the podium as his sword was not working.

Below the stage, Li Yang's supporters shouted loudly and cheered for Li Yang.

Finally, in the 28th move, Li Yang used his sword to strike Lu Lizi on the butt, sending Lu Lizi off the stage.

On this side, the stalemate lasted for about half a minute. Xin Ben's patience finally ran out. He swung his sword and the sword brought rain and rolled up the sky full of wind and clouds to cover Duan Ziyu.

This martial arts technique is Xin Ben's famous sword technique. He used his famous sword technique at the very beginning, which showed that Xin Ben was eager to win, but this was also a very disadvantageous approach.

Because once you reveal your cards as soon as you step on stage, the other party will quickly become familiar with your abilities and find ways to restrain you.

When Lu Lizi saw Xin Ben's ultimate move coming, a seductive smile appeared on his face. At this moment, he was like a hunter who had been lying in ambush for a long time, waiting for the prey to appear in front of him, because he had already developed many tricks to restrain the prey.

Logically speaking, Xin Ben's sword skills should belong to the lower level of the Xuan grade, but perhaps because he did not practice strictly on a daily basis or developed some kind of rough practice attitude, in short, Lin Fei saw many flaws.

As the fourth seed of the academy, Duan Ziyu still has outstanding mentality and martial arts talent, and can naturally see through some flaws in Xin Ben's martial arts.

As soon as Xin Ben made a sword move, a smile appeared on Duan Ziyu's face. When Xin Ben's sword pierced through the clouds and rain and came to Duan Ziyu's side, Duan Ziyu spoke to Xin Ben.

"Xin Ben, your sword skills are terrible. Go home and practice more before trying again!"

Then, the sword in his hand turned lightly, and the long sword with a cold glow disappeared in Xin Ben's sword moves like a fish into water. Then, a sword light flashed like lightning in the clouds, rain and smoke, cutting through the dark sky.

After a moment of silence, a loud bang was heard between the two of them.

Duan Ziyu stood there without moving

Xin Ben and the long sword in his hand flew up together, making a graceful parabola and fell under the ring.

One move, another move.

In this competition, there have been countless examples of winning with just one move.

Lin Fei looked at Xin Ben who was falling, shook his head, sighed, and never looked up again.

"Alas! How dare you take out such a rotten thing..."

Then he went back to his work.

……

When it was Lin Fei's turn to play, he was still studying his heavy sword. The reason why he hadn't used the Netherworld Sword yet was that he wanted to suppress him to the end.

The opponent had been waiting on the ring for a while, but Lin Fei hadn't gone up yet. He thought that Lin Fei was too timid to challenge him, and when he was about to ask the referee to declare him the winner, Lin Fei walked onto the ring carrying a heavy sword on his back.

He didn't even look up, just glanced at the referee, then turned around and glanced at the other party.

"Just admit defeat. It's pointless to be so weak!"

Upon hearing this, the audience burst into laughter.

"Where did this Doubi come from? It's hilarious!"

"You're asking others to step down before they even started fighting. You must be crazy to win."

"I think this is the funniest joke of this competition. There is nothing funnier!"

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"

………………

The people in the surrounding arenas saw the people here laughing like this, and for some reason, they also started laughing. In the end, the matches on two arenas were stopped, and everyone was caught up in this laughing world.

Lin Fei ignored all the reactions from the outside world, pointed at the path he had taken and said, "Go down from here, it's safe!"

Then, he stuck the sword into the ground and looked into the distance.

Shame, this naked shame is more painful than having a knife on your neck. It is a shame that no one can bear.

Who was the other party? He was the disciple of the Qingyun Sect's great elder, named Lin Wuming. The disciple of a sect's great elder must have been very good at making trouble. Imagine how could someone who was usually arrogant and used to making trouble have suffered such humiliation? He was holding a seven-sided halberd in his hand, which pierced through the air with a sharp sound and came straight at him. The three-meter-long distance was reached in an instant.

There were constant sounds of compressed air exploding in the air, and the momentum brought by the halberd was extremely terrifying.

To be a first-level king, it must have taken some time to have such momentum. I just don't know if Lin Wuming has any other life-saving cards in his hand that he has not used.

Because the use of elixirs and illegal items is not allowed during the entire competition, Lin Fei doesn't have to worry about any more weird moves.

Cultivation is cultivation, ability is ability, there is no doubt that Lin Wuming's cultivation is still acceptable, and his martial arts technique is also a halberd technique that has at least reached the lower level of the Xuan level. It's just that few people use this kind of weapon, so there are very few such martial arts techniques in the world.

Otherwise, for the eldest disciple of the Qingyun Sect's grand elder, it should not be difficult for him to practice a top-grade Xuan-level martial arts technique.

However, a weapon like the halberd requires great strength, the power to split mountains and rocks, but Lin Fei could not see that the other party had such an advantage.

Or maybe the opponent chose the wrong weapon when practicing. If he had chosen other lighter and more flexible weapons, he might have been able to go higher and better.

With a sigh, Lin Fei couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to repair this halberd.

The opponent's halberd came to Lin Fei's chest and was about to pierce through Lin Fei's chest. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the halberd that was almost electrified. They all wanted to see the halberd pierce through Lin Fei's body.

Because, Lin Fei's words just now not only insulted the disciples on the stage, but also insulted them.

Their skills are not as good as those of the contestants on the stage.

However, sometimes the facts will not be swayed by the majority. No one saw that the halberd could penetrate an inch into Lin Fei's chest. It turned out that at some point, a heavy sword firmly blocked the halberd that was as fast as an arrow, preventing it from advancing any further.

What also amazed everyone was that the heavy sword that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds that the man carried to the ring was now held in one hand by him, motionless, like a rock.

"Wow!"

This was another round of shouting after the laughter just now.

"How can this be? How can people still live?"

Then, with everyone's mouths and eyes wide open, the heavy sword shook, and the disciple holding the halberd was hit hard. He made a beautiful parabola and fell under the ring with a scream.

"I told you to go down by yourself, but you refused to believe me and insisted that I take you down. Now look what happened. You can't get up for a long time!"

After saying that, Lin Fei walked up to the referee and shouted to the referee who had not yet come to his senses.

"Referee, it's over!"

Then he walked down the ring step by step, carrying his heavy sword on his back.

At this moment, no one dared to make a joke anymore. People only looked at such people with awe and fear.

The referee waited until Lin Fei walked off the ring, cursed him as a "pervert" and then loudly announced that Lin Fei won.

After the first round, because of Lin Fei's abnormal performance, his opponent gave up the game directly after the draw.

After three days of competition, Lin Fei was the first to enter the top thirty.

Tomorrow's competition will determine the top ten, and then the top ten ranking competition will begin.

The competition was still going on intensely. Everyone had basically used their last trump card. Some people even started to get injured. In order to get into the top 30, everyone tried their best.

However, some things still require strength. The more cards a person has revealed, the weaker his ability is, so the smaller his chances of winning are.

Only those who still have something in their hands that has not been revealed are true masters.

At first, some groups completed all the competitions. Some were happy, some were frustrated, some were sighing, some blamed their bad luck... In short, the losers were looking for reasons to vent their anger, while the winners were summarizing the experience of today's battle. This is the difference between winners and losers.

It is this small, seemingly insignificant difference that slowly widens the distance between these people, making the good better and the bad worse.

After all the competitions were over, people began to return to their own residences. The biggest dark horse in today's competition was Lin Fei. This young man who had never had a file in any sect had almost made it to where he is today by suppressing others.

Especially the words he said in today's competition, which caused the crowd to laugh. In the end, he easily sent the opponent off the ring with his heavy sword without any moves.

Especially since this person is just a spirit, not even a king or a prince, no one dares to imagine how terrifying such a pervert is.

No one can tell whether he has any hidden cards.

For this reason, some sects spent a lot of money to find out Lin Fei's origins and cultivation level, but the result was that there was no such person.

He was like a visitor from outer space. In fact, he was an alien from outer space.

Those gossip sources made wild claims, packaging him many times and claiming he became an elite disciple sent by the church to train.

Lin Fei was speechless. Someone actually dared to think of this.

As soon as he returned to the Three Swords Sect, he left the room and ignored everyone, even Elder Jiang’s presence was useless.

As soon as Lin Fei became famous, the outside of the Three Swords Sect became bustling. Many people began to pay money to buy the information they wanted from the people of the Three Swords Sect. However, what they bought were just some things made up by those people. There was no real news at all.

What a joke! How could others know something that even Jiantian can't do?

Of course, Lin Fei, the person involved, knew it himself, but until now, he had never found a time when he had to use his trump card.

This does not mean that others are all fools. In fact, they are all excellent, and Lin Fei is even better.

I have prepared a lot of good cards but I always can't play them.

This is actually a headache.