The Seven-Meridian Martial Arts is the most important event of Qingyun Sect during this period, so the ones responsible for this competition are all elders of various meridians who are highly respected in Qingyun Sect.

The person who just spoke was an elder in Tongtian Peak, with a very high seniority.

"Who is No. 2, No. 63, and the competition in the field No. 1!"

The elder looked about fifty or sixty years old, with a childish face and a full of energy. He was wearing a white Taoist robe and pressed tightly against his body, and suddenly shouted loudly from his mouth.

The strong voice accompanied by the faint magic power and true energy was transmitted to everyone's ears.

After the elder spoke, the Qingyun Sect disciples below the stage were crowded with people looking around, wanting to see who was the first competition in the seven martial arts.

You know, this first competition with a good start naturally attracted everyone's attention, so I saw that all the disciples' eyes were concentrated on the No. 1 ring, so that the other rings became unwilling.

Seeing this scene, the heads of the eight arenas looked at each other, and after a look of eyes, they finally decided to let the No. 1 stage competition first, and as for the other stages, they delayed it later.

"Nephew Xiao, this arena is about to be used for competition, you..." Seeing Ye Xuan standing on the ring and being in charge of the No. 1 ring, Elder Tongtianfeng couldn't help but say, with a pleasing and discussing tone, without any arrogant attitude, or bullying the small with the big one.

After all, as a younger senior brother of the Qingyun Sect, Ye Xuan has a very high seniority in the Qingyun Sect, which is far from comparable to those of the Qingyun Sect elders. Moreover, this elder himself comes from Tongtian Peak of the Changmen, so naturally he will not make things difficult for Ye Xuan.

Otherwise, if someone dared to occupy the arena like this, he would have been beaten long ago, and he would still be persuaded to you with kind words.

Hearing the elder's words, Ye Xuan nodded, and just jumped down from the stands above, landing on the ring, occupying the position of the ring.

Ye Xuan looked at the elder, raised his arm slightly, and a ray of light flew out from the cuffs. A piece of white letter paper flew out from Ye Xuan's cuffs and finally landed on the vertical wooden sign in front of him.

Everyone saw Ye Xuan's movements and looked at the paper. They saw that No. 63 was written on the paper!

"Hiss~"

Seeing this, everyone in the audience immediately took a breath of air and looked at Ye Xuan. Unexpectedly, the first game of the seven veins martial arts met the recognized senior brother in Qingyun Sect. His luck was simply.

Thinking of it, everyone suddenly began to look around, their eyes full of gloating expressions. Everyone wanted to know who was going to compete with Ye Xuan in this first game. They met Ye Xuan in this first game. This luck was really unlucky enough. I guess they couldn't even pass the first game and would have to be defeated by Ye Xuan.

At the same time, everyone also looked at Ye Xuan with anticipation. For this disciple who is known as the most genius in the Qingyun Sect for thousands of years, he cultivated the supreme determination of Qingyun Sect Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the Shangqing Realm at the age of sixteen. This made everyone look forward to what kind of surprises Ye Xuan would bring to them when he took action.

And just under the ring, countless people stared at Ye Xuan in a flash. One of them had a disciple with a black face as dark as coal, his body began to tremble constantly, his eyes staring at the note in his hand, which clearly stated No. 2.

Seeing this, the disciple almost fainted and wanted to cut off his hand when he was just drawing lots. This unfortunate thing happened to meet Ye Xuan in the first game. This is Chengxing who doesn't want to live by himself.

"Who is No. 2? Come up quickly, it's hard to get up, what kind of style!" Seeing that Ye Xuan was already standing on the ring and being in charge of the game, he shouted impatiently in his tone.

"I, it's me!"

Looking at the notes in his hand, a disciple in a white robe raised his hand, and the expression on his face was even worse than his dead parents.

"Hey, isn't this Xiang Zhengzhi, the disciple of Taoist Tianyun, the first Taoist in Luoxia Peak?"

"Yes, I heard that Xiang Zhengzhi is the best among Luoxia Peak disciples. He is only a hundred years old and has reached the tenth level of the Yuqing Realm. He is highly expected by Taoist Tianyun, but he is expected to sprint to the top ten martial arts in the seven-member society this time."

Seeing Xiang Zhengzhi, countless Qingyun Sect disciples looked at him with sympathy and began to discuss it privately.

There was no way, Xiang Zhengzhi had hope to sprint to the top ten in the seven-member martial arts competition this time, but in the first round, he met Ye Xuan, the senior brother of Qingyun Sect, in which it was a bit of a pity.

Xiang Zhengzhi looked sad and angry, and walked to the ring tremblingly. Looking at Ye Xuan, who was breeze in front of him, his face suddenly turned into a bitter melon color.

"Senior Brother Xiao!" Xiang Zhengzhi looked at Ye Xuan with a slight gaze, and the depression in his heart was like a surging river. He originally had his own cultivation level, not to mention the top ten, but at least he could pass three rounds. As a result, he met Ye Xuan in the first round, and it was over.

"The disciple of Luoxia Peak No. 3 Xiang Zhengzhi faced Xiao Yicai, No. 63 Tongtian Peak No. 63!"

Just as Ye Xuan looked at Xiang Zhengzhi in front of him with a playful look on his face, the elder Tongtian Peak, who was far away from the ring, suddenly spoke.

"Wait!" Just as Ye Xuan was about to take action, Xiang Zhengzhi, the opposite side, suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "No need to compete, I admit defeat!"

Looking at Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi looked bitter. His cultivation level was only tenth level of the Jade Qing Realm. If this kind of cultivation was the highest among his peers, it would be the best among his peers. However, it would be too unsatisfactory to put it in front of Ye Xuan. After all, the other party was a person who broke through Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao Shangqing at the age of sixteen. Even if he tried his best, he would probably not be his opponent.

And to be honest, facing Ye Xuan, Xiang Zhengzhi could not have any intention of fighting at all, so he had to surrender.

"Surrender and admit defeat? Are you sure?" As the referee, Elder Tongtianfeng looked at Xiang Zhengzhi with a calm look.

"Yes, I admit defeat!" Xiang Zhengzhi walked off the ring alone without waiting for the others to answer. In this ring, except for falling down and losing combat power, falling into the ring was considered a loss. Therefore, Xiang Zhengzhi walked off the ring without hesitation, leaving in disgrace, with a bleak back.

Looking at Xiang Zhengzhi, the Qingyun Sect disciples had no ridicule at all, only deep sympathy.

Although it seems shameful to surrender without fighting, it depends on where it is placed.

Everyone thinks it is natural for Xiang Zhengzhi to surrender directly. After all, his opponent is the senior brother recognized by everyone in Qingyun Sect, a genius who is even more evil than Master Qingye thousand years ago.

It is not embarrassing to lose to Ye Xuan.

This can only be blamed for his bad luck and meeting Ye Xuan.

"In the first game, Tongtian Peak Xiao Yicai won and successfully advanced to the first round!"

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