The Dragon Palace Martial Arts Exhibition was a gift of treasures.
For a moment, the Crystal Palace was in chaos. The younger generation of various forces rubbed their palms and felt that today was the day to make a name for themselves in the Primordial Land.
Even if they only defeated one person in the arena in front of the palace, it would be a 'merit' that they could talk about in the future — those who could attend the banquet in the Dragon Palace were not ordinary people.
But then, the rules of the Dragon Palace Martial Arts Exhibition were poured cold water.
If one wanted to participate in the martial arts exhibition, he must be a cultivator of the younger generation who had obtained the Fruit of Immortality, or a Fairy Immortal recommended by Daira Jinxian.
Obviously, this martial arts exhibition was prepared for the descendants of those powerful figures and disciples of famous sects. Even if there were a few Itinerant Cultivators who met the requirements, they were still a small number.
In front of the main palace, an immortal arena had been set up. It was ten miles long and wide with clouds as the base, and there were many experts of the Dragons guarding around it.
The Dragon King appeared and said a few encouraging words. He also showed a few treasures of the Dragon Palace, which gradually ignited the atmosphere in the Dragon Palace.
People began to gather around the arena. In addition to the guests who rushed over from various palaces, there were also many dragon children of the Dragons, as well as the Daoist Spirits of the Sea under the Dragons.
For a moment, the main palace of the Dragon Palace was crowded with people. Whispers could be heard continuously. They were all evaluating the young talents who were about to fight on the arena.
More than a hundred people walked out of the main palace. In the center were more than ten powerful figures of the main banquet. Seats had been arranged in front of the palace.
These powerful figures sat according to the order of the main banquet. Behind them were figures of two or three. These were the protagonists of the battle later.
Yang Jian stood behind Chijing Zi and Huanglong Daoist. On the left of Yang Jian was the Dragon King, Ao Guang. Ao Ji and the two dragon sons stood behind Ao Guang, just on the left of Yang Jian.
On the right of Chijing Zi was the Ancestor of the Spirited Mountain. Therefore, Xiao Lan stood on the right of Yang Jian. She was still dressed as a handsome man, which attracted many women's divine senses.
The man, the woman, and the dragon son gathered together again.
Ao Ji winked at Yang Jian. Yang Jian played with the Flowing Cloud Brick and smiled without saying a word.
Xiao Lan asked in a low voice, "When does Brother Yang plan to go up?"
"There's no hurry." Yang Jian smiled and said, "I've only been cultivating for a short period of time. I don't fight often. Let's observe first."
The moment he said that, the dragon sons scoffed. The few young-looking Golden Immortal demons standing behind the two demon mighty figures also glared at Yang Jian.
Xiao Lan was a little confused. She had not heard too many rumors about Yang Jian. She had only occasionally heard people mention that there was a disciple of Chanism, Yang Jian, who was slaying demons and devils recently. She had only said a few polite words at the table earlier.
Huang Long chuckled as he turned to look at Yang Jian and said, "Martial Nephew, don't be complacent."
Yang Jian nodded with a straight face and obediently stood behind the two Martial Uncles.
What is this?
This was a backer!
Yang Jian's sense of identification with Chanism was also deepening.
Two immortals with turtle shells on their backs carried a large gong from afar. As they walked, the two immortals' heads stretched out and shrunk, looking rather comical.
Another Turtle Immortal flew over from the arena. This Turtle Immortal was wearing an official hat and a bright red official robe. He held a jade awl in his hand. It was the famous Turtle Prime Minister.
The Turtle Prime Minister bowed to the Dragon King, his mustache trembling. "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged."
"Then let's begin," Ao Guang ordered.
"Yes," the Turtle Prime Minister replied respectfully. He turned around and knocked on the large gong with the jade awl.
Clang —
The Turtle Prime Minister stretched his neck as far as he could, and his somewhat high-pitched voice spread far away. "The Dragon Palace Martial Arts Exhibition will begin immediately! Let's all rely on our abilities and not harm each other! Talents, who wants to go first? "
"Me!"
A handsome human male immortal jumped into the arena. He carried a long sword on his back and was in high spirits.
"Let me experience fellow Daoist's mystical powers!"
Another human immortal flew out and landed in the arena. The two of them greeted each other with their Daoist names and sects, and began to fight with their Dharma treasures.
The arena battle was not like a life-and-death battle. The former was more like a literary battle, and it was about fighting back and forth.
In just two or three rounds, both of them used their mystical powers, and the difference in their Dharmic powers was obvious. One of them let out a long sigh and admitted defeat, while the other defended the arena and continued to fight with the later generations.
If he could win a few rounds in a row, he would be able to make a name for himself. This was because even if he lost after winning in a row, it could be considered that he had used up too much Dharmic power and was defeated. It was not that his mystical powers were inferior to the winner.
More than ten rounds in a row were fought by newly advanced Golden Immortals from famous sects of the human race. Many shocking mystical powers were displayed one after another, making Yang Jian feel that he had gained a lot.
Even the Big Dipper Thirty-six Arts that he was also cultivating, he had already seen the other two sacred arts that were not in the remnant scroll that he had. Yang Jian had also secretly noted down the sect of the caster.
Half a day later, there were more than ten battles. No one from the demon race left the arena. However, a few disciples of the Dragons were itchy and went up to fight a few times.
As for Yang Jian, who had been secretly paid attention to, he still stood there obediently, as if he did not want to participate in the arena.
Xiao Lan could not help but ask, "Brother Yang, aren't you going?"
"There's no hurry," Yang Jian replied with a smile. He was still extremely calm.
At that moment, a demon landed in the arena and took out a spear. He injured the human Golden Immortal guarding the arena and stood proudly.
The demon stood in the arena with a spear. He had a ferocious face and a burly body. There was a jade horn on his nose and he seemed to be a rhinoceros demon.
He thumped his chest and roared. For a moment, no one went up to challenge him. He was majestic and his demonic aura surged.
The rhinoceros demon suddenly snorted and scolded, "Where's Yang Jian?! You have been making life difficult for us demons. Today, we demons will borrow the land of the Dragons to demand an explanation from you! "
Yang Jian opened his eyes, which flickered. However, he ignored the rhinoceros demon and asked in a low voice, "Uncle-Master, I want to fight."
Even Master Chijing Zi, who was known for his strictness, was very satisfied with Yang Jian's politeness. He said warmly, "Go, don't embarrass the reputation of the Jade Void Palace."
"I won't dare to embarrass you."
Yang Jian said righteously. He walked out from Huanglong Daoist's side and strode forward.
The moment he appeared, everyone's gazes landed on him.
That's him!
He killed nine lives in the battle against the three demons and subdued the zither demon in the Jade Bone Mountain.
He broke the mountain and destroyed the bones of the dead. He carried Daira in front of the Dragon Palace!
When Yang Jian spoke, his voice was clear and unhurried. There was a hint of arrogance in it, which made many women's eyes light up.
"What explanation do you want me to give you?"
The rhinoceros demon's expression froze. He grabbed his spear and looked down at the treasure hidden in his chest. He felt a little more confident.
The boorish man scolded, "If you lose today, you will have to kowtow in front of the graves of our great demons! In the future, you will avoid us demons. How about that? "
The moment he said that, Master Chijing Zi and Huanglong's expressions turned cold. Many of the human immortals around them started cursing.
However, Yang Jian nodded nonchalantly and replied, "If you lose, I will only cut off your jade horn."
"You!" The rhinoceros demon's expression changed drastically. He was furious and raised his spear to charge forward.
However, Yang Jian smiled. "What's the rush? I haven't entered the arena yet. Are you going to kill me?"
Only then did the rhinoceros demon stop in his tracks. However, the aura he had just raised dissipated by more than half. He was also holding back his anger.
Finally, one of Yang Jian's feet stepped into the clouds above the arena.
The rhinoceros demon roared and brought up layers of black clouds. He threw his spear at Yang Jian!
As long as Yang Jian dodged, the rhinoceros demon would take out the treasure hidden in his chest and attack Yang Jian!
How could Yang Jian not dodge in the rhinoceros demon's scheme? Unless he wanted to leave the arena directly!
However, Yang Jian did not dodge.
He just stood on the spot and raised his hand casually. He held the tip of the blood-colored spear in his hand. His figure seemed to be rooted in the sea of clouds and did not move at all.
The rhinoceros demon was momentarily stunned. He immediately used his demonic arts to activate the blood spear.
However, Yang Jian's actions were even faster. The tyrannical Profound Handle was injected into the blood spear, and the demonic energy that was flickering on the blood spear instantly dispersed. One after another, the blood patterns shattered, and from the tip of the spear to the body of the spear, traces of cracks appeared!
Crack … Pa!
Yang Jian seemed to have only lightly gripped the spear and it directly exploded!
The rhinoceros demon was shocked. He staggered back a few steps from three miles away, his face pale.
The immortals outside the arena were speechless. The few mighty figures who had been resting with their eyes closed also opened their eyes and looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes.
"Good ability!"
A sudden cheer came from behind the Dragon King. Many people looked over and realized that it was the Sixth Prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Ji.
As soon as he said that, there was a thunderous cheer outside the arena. The human immortals were elated while Red Essence and Yellow Dragon smiled.
Yang Jian took a step forward. It was just one step and he casually crossed three miles.
Heaven and Earth Escape!
Even though the rhinoceros demon was frightened by Yang Jian casually breaking his weapon, he still had some ferocity. He clenched his fist and smashed it at Yang Jian, who appeared not far in front of him.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian raised his left hand and a meteor broke through the universe and smashed straight at him.
The rhinoceros demon was caught off guard and was directly hit in the head by the cloud-smacking brick. Instantly, his demonic soul trembled and he saw stars. The world was spinning.
However, Yang Jian had already moved forward. The Demon Slaying Sword in his hand flashed coldly and a jade horn flew up. Yang Jian grabbed it casually and threw it into the jade ring.
This was a top-notch medicinal ingredient. The horn of a Golden Immortal rhinoceros demon was not bad for his master to refine immortal pills.
Clang —
Prime Minister Turtle hit the gong and the martial arts practice was over. Yang Jian retracted his sword and took a step back with a calm expression.
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