Protagonist, please die quickly

Almost half an hour later, Lou Daosheng, the head of Qingxu Sect, led the five elders of the sect and appeared in the sight of everyone. Under the gaze of everyone, Lou Daosheng led the elders to the high platform in front of the venue.There were six chairs placed in sequence on it. After Lou Daosheng sat on the center chair, the rest of the elders also sat next to Lou Daosheng in order.

After Lou Daosheng sat down in his seat, he stroked his beard in front of him, then glanced at all the disciples of the Qingxu Sect who were all looking at this side, and said loudly: "The development of the Qingxu Sect has grown so far. With hundreds of years of history, from a small sect with only a few dozen people a few hundred years ago to now, the big competition in the sect every 30 years has never stopped, and this time is no exception. I hope that this time In the big competition, we found more good seedlings that can be cultivated... This time, after 30 years, I believe that everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time. !"

Although Lou Daosheng is far away from Ling Han, his voice lingered in everyone's ears very clearly. As Lou Daosheng's speech deepened, everyone's expressions became very excited. At the end of Lou Daosheng's It is said that when the big competition in the door started, everyone's emotions had been adjusted to the highest point.

As soon as Lou Daosheng finished speaking, the elder sitting on Lou Daosheng's left flicked his sleeve, and a black object was thrown out. It quickly became bigger and bigger, and finally became about the same size as the reserved space, floating at a height of more than two meters above the space.

It was only then that everyone saw clearly that the thing had changed into the shape of a ring, and the white aura was constantly shining around it, and it took a long time for the aura to fade away.

Just after the aura of the arena dimmed, Ling Han found a soft white light slowly lit up in his Qiankun bag, and in the next second, Ling Han was standing on the arena.

Then more and more people appeared on the ring, but it didn't make people feel crowded at all.There is even more than one meter of space between everyone.

Before Ling Han could continue watching, there was another figure in front of his eyes. Yan Lenghuang frowned slightly and looked at him, "Why are you here?"

Before Ling Han could answer, the people around had already started a scuffle. Yan Lenghuang could only hold back for the time being, because in the scuffle, there were also some disciples of the Qingxu sect who were thrown out of the field because of their low vigilance. Although everyone tries not to join forces with high-level monks, but if there is a chance, it is not without a few people joining forces to force one person back. After all, the fewer people with high levels of cultivation, the subsequent one-on-one matches will be more important The more beneficial it is for people.

For all these reasons, the scene suddenly became very chaotic.

"Follow me well." Yan Lenghuang flicked his cuffs, and a silver sword with a cyan tassel appeared in his hand, and quickly blocked a brush-shaped magic weapon flying towards this side. He pointed at Ling Han After finishing speaking, he turned his attention to the person who was attacking here.

Ling Han's cultivation level is considered very low among the crowd, almost no one can find a disciple whose cultivation base is only at the second level of Qi training, and only those with at least the fourth level will participate with the mentality of giving it a try Contest.

Everyone naturally wanted to pinch the obvious soft rice dumplings, but because Yan Lenghuang was in front of him, almost no one could hurt Ling Han.

Ling Han saw that he was about to rush in front of him, and Yan Lenghuang suddenly threw a young man with small wounds on his body by various magic weapons, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.According to the original plot, it is impossible for him to stay on this stage for a long time, but thanks to the protagonist, Ling Han feels that it seems a bit difficult for him to be put down by others.

Seeing the passing of time every minute and every second, because Yan Lenghuang had to take care of him, there were several wounds on his body.

Ling Han looked at Yan Lenghuang's body with more and more wounds, and couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart.If I continue to trouble Yan Lenghuang like this, not only I may not be able to complete this mission, but Yan Lenghuang may not be able to advance to the next competition because of him.Not only because this is likely to change the development trajectory of this book, but also because he can't let Yan Lenghuang's efforts these days fall short, he must let himself step down as soon as possible.

Ling Han looked around, and when Yan Lenghuang was blocked by four people, he quietly moved towards a person who was running towards him from a blind spot that Yan Lenghuang could not see.The round-faced young man wearing the costume of the main peak disciple held a paper talisman in his hand. After approaching Ling Han, his lips moved, and the paper talisman in his hand immediately stood up like cast steel. There was even a yellow light flashing on the talisman.

Ling Han only felt a huge thrust coming towards him, like a violent tide suddenly rushing in, leaving him without the strength to resist at all, this is the difference in strength!

Ling Han couldn't resist at all, and he didn't want to resist. It happened that his position was near the edge of the ring, so he was blown up like a kite and pushed out from the edge of the ring.The last thing Ling Han saw was Yan Lenghuang turning his head to look at his amber pupils filled with disbelief and anger. Immediately afterwards, the round-faced disciple who had just helped him spurted a mouthful of blood, and He fell from the ring together and fell heavily to the ground.

Ling Han only felt that his body encountered a layer of obstacles in mid-air, and the falling trend slowed down, and the feeling of landing on the ground was not so painful.But compared to him, the round-faced disciple next to him who just attacked him is a bit miserable. He yelled when he fell to the ground. Originally, his cultivation base was higher than Ling Han, even if he flew off the ring , and still has the mana to make him fall to the ground smoothly, but for some reason he couldn't mobilize the aura around him, he just felt his sea of ​​qi throbbing, and as soon as he mobilized the aura, he felt his whole body began to ache stand up.

And because he fell in the wrong posture, he fell sideways towards the ground, the angle at which his arms were bent seemed not right, his entire face turned pale, and his body was trembling slightly twitch.

The disciple who was waiting to transport the wounded quickly moved him to a simple stretcher and quickly lifted him down.