C11 (1/2)

The Challenge Tournament had officially begun, and each arena was surrounded by many people. Qiao Nan held onto a badge in his hand, with seven written on it. This meant that he would have to fight in Ring Seven.

When Qiao Nan went to retrieve the order badge, the people of the Luo Family smiled weirdly. They did not expect the grand marquis to also participate in the competition, it just so happened to be an opportunity to get rid of him.

Qiao Nan absolutely didn't expect that the number seven stage was only for Zheng, Ma, and Xiao; the three geniuses would only have one stage.

This was also arranged by the Luo family. Originally, they wanted to let the geniuses of the three families fight each other so that they could successfully advance.

He did not expect to see Qiao Nan here. Qiao Nan's order badge should have been six, but it had been changed to seven.

Luo Zheng was all smiles as he looked at the other three families. When he heard the report from the Luo Family elders, he was extremely happy as he waited to see the scene of Qiao Nan being injured or killed by the other three families.

At that time, the expressions of the other three Patriarchs would definitely be very interesting.

Luo Zheng was excited at the thought.

The Luo family had sent out 10 elders to stand in each of the ten arenas as judges.

The match had just begun when someone took the lead and jumped onto the stage.

With this sort of rules, being the first to fight would have an advantage. What if the number of players to fight to the end was less than a hundred? Of course, this type of competition had its own drawbacks.

It was just the beginning, but there were already many people who had won twenty or thirty times in a row.

Many of them were members of their clans, and they had intentionally sent out numbers to help them level up.

”Zheng Xuanfeng wins.” On the seventh arena, Zheng Xuanfeng of the Zheng Family had won fifty-four times in a row, and more than half of his hundred victories were won.

The other three families tacitly refused to fight, allowing the Zheng Family to take the lead.

”Zheng Xuanfeng is only at the eighth level of Qi Sea. To be able to win fifty-four times in a row is already not a simple feat.” Qiao Nan quietly stayed down below, for the time being, he did not have any intentions of making a move.

”Who else wants to challenge Zheng Xuanfeng?” The Luo Family elder stood on the stage, his gaze sweeping across Qiao Nan and paused for a moment.

He was because Qiao Nan was able to challenge Zheng Xuanfeng. Regardless of who won or lost, it was always a good thing for the Luo Family.

But Qiao Nan did not care about his gaze, Qiao Nan's eyes wandered around, looking at the stage, then the stage.

”Allow me.” A burly man, bare-chested, with bronze-colored skin and a body covered in lumps of flesh.

”Zheng Xuanfeng will battle in fifty-five battles against an ancient martial artist. We shall begin now.” As the referee's voice faded, Gu Wu was the first to attack with his long blade. He jumped up on the spot and a blade fell from the sky, the blade's cold aura was intimidating.

Zheng Xuanfeng slipped and retreated a few steps. With a loud bang, the saber landed on the arena as it sent the azure stone slabs flying.

Zheng Xuanfeng took the opportunity to strike Gu Wu's head with his palm. Gu Wu's reaction was very fast, and with one hand on his blade, the blade came slanting up from the ground. Zheng Xuanfeng's palm landed on the blade, and a wave of force surged out, causing it to vibrate with a ”weng” sound.

The ancient martial arts technique unceasingly retreated to dissolve this force. After retreating a dozen steps, it stopped.

”Ah!” Gu Wu growled. He held the saber in both hands and waved it in all directions. Streams of saber light burst out from the saber.

The blade qi was terrifying, it sliced open the blue stones on the ground and sent them flying. Even Luo Clan's elders couldn't use their power to dissolve the sword qi that had spilled out of the arena.

Zheng Xuanfeng looked at this terrifying saber energy without the slightest hint of fear as his eyes burned like torches. A set of palm techniques was sent out along with the wind. His body moved with the wind, his palms moving with his body.