After crossing the Lei Ze, there was a colorful mist in front of him, which was filled with the power of distorted space. It was the exit of the small world. Everyone rushed in without hesitation, and instantly they were brightened. They had arrived outside the inheritance tower, and were surrounded by cheers. We had already passed the selection trial of this small world!

Next to the inheritance tower, a huge stone pillar stood with a flash of spirit on it. At this time, names appeared one by one. Su Yan, Tang Queran, Mo Li, Tong Zhuo and me were all among them. Unfortunately, Zhao Hao, Dan Tai Yao, Liu Tong'er and others were not strong enough to pass Lei Ze, so they were not qualified for the top 20 competitions.

"brush……"

As a genius of the Holy Martial Academy whose body was burned by Lei Ze flew out, twenty people filled up the quota, and the light of the inheritance tower suddenly increased. A roar came from inside. In a blink of an eye, dozens of people left in the small world were swept out by spiritual power and turned into light and appeared in the open space around the inheritance tower.

"The quota for the competition will be decided!"

An elder of the Holy Land said, "The twenty people who participated in the competition were: Luo Yan, Luo Wan, Qin Haotian, Song Shengxuan, Nangong Yu, Fang Qingyuan, Bu Yixuan, Su Yan, Mo Li, Tang Queran, Tong Zhuo..."

After he finished pronunciating twenty names, the spectators roared and cheered, with bright eyes. Finally, the highlight came. The competition of twenty geniuses was what everyone was looking forward to!

"Sacrifice for the martial arts platform!"

With a light shout from the elder, ten holy land elders surrounded the open space not far from the inheritance tower, holding a box-shaped treasure in their hands. The spiritual thoughts were moving, and the box was shining brightly. Suddenly, the open space among the ten people continued to condense into bluestone floors and solid and ancient stone railings. The railings contained quaint patterns and human insects and bird patterns. They were very charming and lifelike, just like the work of a god-making craftsman who was vividly displayed on paper.

A huge competition venue is just right in front of you. There are barriers and walls around the competition venue. The stone slabs exude a heavy and simple atmosphere, which is extremely solid. For this heritage selection, the holy land is really thoughtful.

"That's..." Dan Tai Yao was stunned.

Bu Xuanyin smiled indifferently and said, "The sacrifice pool was once used by the Holy Land Ancestor to sacrifice and refine divine fish, but now it is used to build such a solid martial arts competition field. The Great Elder is really smart and knows how to use the treasures passed down by the ancestor."

Everyone was shocked. In terms of foundation, no one can compare to the Seven Temples. There are probably a lot of magical artifacts passed down from generation to generation. Many of these treasures are simply unknown to outsiders. Perhaps it is because of this that the Dragon Spirit Continent has been in turmoil for thousands of years, but the Seven Temples stand tall and no one dares to challenge the majesty of the holy land.

At this time, an elder walked forward with a wooden box with ancient Chinese text in his hand and said, "There are twenty black stone balls in this box, with one to twenty numbers engraved on it. Each winner of the selection comes to get a ball to arrange the matchup. That is, now, come here, each person can't get a ball too much, and you can't take it without taking it."

Everyone walked over one by one and took out a black stone ball from the elder's box. It was only the size of a nail, but it was very heavy. This thing was originally a type of crystal stone.

I also took one, which said eleven on it, indicating that I was in the sixth order of playing, and would decide the outcome with No. 12. Su Yan and Tang Queran also took one, namely No. 1 and No. 7. As for others, they hid their own black stone balls and did not let others see them, so as not to prepare their opponents too early. Naturally, I don’t know who this No. 12 is.

...

"No. 1 and No. 2, enter the sacrificial and refining platform, and decide the outcome in one stick of incense!" An elder holding the law enforcement staff shouted in a low voice, but it was extremely majestic.

Su Yan jumped on the stage, and the holder of No. 2 was Tong Zhuo. When he saw Su Yan coming on stage, Tong Zhuo's scalp was about to explode: "Damn... why are you so lucky? You met Su Yan so early..."

I couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Tong Zhuo. Although he is strong, he is definitely not Su Yan's opponent. The martial arts practiced by both sides are not at the same level. One is top martial arts, the other is second-rate or even third-rate. How to fight?

Sure enough, as I expected, after three moves, Tong Zhuo was completely suppressed. After ten moves, he didn't even have the power to fight back. The martial arts platform in the sacrificial pond almost turned into a fire sieve. The Concubine Yan sword wrapped in sword energy swept across like a burning wind, and anyone would feel uncomfortable. Moreover, this was the case of Su Yan showing mercy, otherwise Tong Zhuo would probably fly out of the martial arts platform within seven or eight moves.

"Bang……"

After Fei Yan knocked away the Red Flame Axe with one blow, Tong Zhuo's palm holding the battle axe trembled, he smiled bitterly, and shook his head and said, "Su Yan stops, stop hitting, I admit defeat..."

He turned around and walked out of the refining pond, and the elder announced loudly: "Su Yan, win!"

In accordance with the female spiritual etiquette, Su Yan bowed to Tong Zhuo and then walked out. In this way, she had entered the top ten!

No. 3 and No. 4 are a genius battle between Fang Qingyuan and a genius named Xue Huaishan from Chengyang Academy.

Xue Huaishan had a strong breath. When he stepped onto the martial arts platform, he gave me the impression of an ancient rock standing in the mountains. He was heavy and unshakable. His eyes were flashing unwavering. Like Liu Tong'er, he was both a person who practiced martial arts that focused on defense, but he was a little older, so his cultivation was much stronger than Liu Tong'er.

Xue Huaishan clasped her fists: "Fang Qingyuan, please give me advice!"

A sword flower shook in Fang Qingyuan's hand in the air, his eyes were calm, and he said, "There are many people in the top 20 this time in the Orange Yang Academy. It's really not easy, but... you are not my opponent. If I were you, I would give up and step down."

Xue Huaishan frowned and said, "We are spiritual practitioners who are dedicated to pursuing the ultimate of natural martial arts in heaven and earth. How can we admit defeat before we compete? So what if you are a genius in everyone's mouth? I, Xue Huaishan, still want to challenge you!"

"Okay, then I can't blame me!"

Fang Qingyuan's eyes shot out murderous intent. After I destroyed the spiritual vein by the Holy Land Trial, my anger did not diminish much. As expected, it was the old saying that it was easy to change the country and nature, but it was hard to change!

"The competition begins!" the elder announced loudly.

Xue Huaishan roared lowly and sacrificed martial arts. His spiritual power burst out and formed a series of scale armor to protect the walls on his body. This martial arts academy seemed to be like rune art, from the understanding of the ability of the mysterious beast. After humans practiced to a certain extent, they could rely on spiritual power to establish the defensive effect of powerful mysterious beasts such as dragons and pangolins.

Fang Qingyuan said nothing, and Ling Feng Sword swept out, and the Futuzhu danced randomly. In an instant, a bunch of sharp sword energy was activated, forming a wave of sword energy that shocked the opponent. The attacks continued without any mercy. Suddenly, the Futuzhu burst and exploded on Xue Huaishan's protective wall, and the sound was shocking. If it weren't for the solidity of the sacrificial pond, the earth would have been overturned.

There is no weak person who can enter the top twenty.

Xue Huaishan's eyes were clear, and she kept protecting the wall with her scales and armor to wipe out Fang Qingyuan's sword energy. However, her body moved forward little by little. Her fist was filled with spiritual power, and she punched Fang Qingyuan in the air.

"court death!"

Fang Qingyuan's breath sank, and the air in the entire refining pond seemed to solidify. Thousands of Futu beads crushed down, causing Xue Huaishan to vomit blood and was injured in an instant.

The strength of the two sides is huge, and it is only a matter of time before Xue Huaishan's defeat.

...

At the viewing table, Bu Xuanyin's beautiful eyes showed a hint of displeasure and said, "Senior Yue Ling, your disciple Fang Qingyuan is really cruel and ruthless. If it weren't for the selection of inheritance, he would probably not be able to kill anyone, Xue Huaishan's life would be destined to be unable to be saved."

Yue Ling's eyes were calm: "Why should Xuanyin tease me? This is my personal nature. Qingyuan has practiced his own way since he was a child. I can't forcefully reverse and obstruct this ruthless and domineering aura. What do you think?"

Bu Xuanyin chuckled: "Maybe, but what losses did Fang Qingyuan suffer in the future? Can you, the master, ignore it? There are mountains outside the mountain and people outside. Fang Qingyuan thought that his talent and qualifications were invincible in the world, but he didn't know how many geniuses there were hidden in this continent. Even in the Dragon Spirit Federation, the people with potential above Fang Qingyuan might be in double digits."

Yue Ling was stunned: "Xuanyin, don't exaggerate."

"Senior, wait and see. There is another disciple of Nangong Yu, who is self-reliant and bullied others. He even wants to kill so many elites in the Wanling Academy in a small world. Alas... If it weren't for the face of my senior, I would have made him kneel on the ground and apologize to Wanling Academy. No matter what genius he is, in my Bu Xuanyin's eyes, it's all clouds..."

"this……"

Yue Ling was helpless: "Xuanyin, how many geniuses can there be as bright as you... It is said that you have already touched some of the furs of the Human King Realm?"

"No, senior, don't be too careful."

"Okay, you young juniors, like Su Yinchen, the King of Changkong Sword, you are so arrogant..."

"I am arrogant, but I didn't bully others with my power. Look at your good disciples..."

"Ahem, we won't say that."

...

While the two martial god-level deans chatted, Fang Qingyuan had already broken Xue Huaishan's hand bones and sent him to the sacrificial pond.

"The second game, Fang Qingyuan, win!"

In the third game, Nangong Yu, who was the most popular, came on the court, and his opponent was a genius from the Central Academy. After the two of them fought, Nangong Yu used his sword heart power to shock the opponent and spit out blood and flew out, and directly admitted defeat.

Nangong Yu's cruelty is probably still above Fang Qingyuan.

The two peerless geniuses of the Shengwu Academy are like two wolves, looking down on the entire audience and peering at the entire heritage selected opponents, and they may devour each other at any time.

In the fourth game, Tang Queran appeared, and his opponent was a genius from the Chengyang Academy.

The light of the Canglan Bow is blooming. Under the Five Que Fenghuang Jue, Tang Queran was able to stay in the air for a short time, so the sky of the sacrificial pond seemed to condense a ladder. Tang Queran jumped in between and forced the opponent to admit defeat with a fierce offensive before his opponent touched him.

In the fifth game, Mo Li went out to fight and easily defeated a genius from the Holy Martial Academy. That genius vomited blood and withdrew, which also made Nangong Yu, Fang Qingyuan and others' eyes burst into flames. The beam between the Orange Yang Academy and the Holy Martial Academy was getting deeper and deeper.
Chapter completed!