C32 Intense competition

Hearing Gu Juntian's words, how could Luo Mingyue and the others not know that Gu Juntian did not put Zhao Long in his eyes at all?

However, thinking about it, it made sense, since the Zhao Clan and the Luo nationality were incompatible, there was no point in offending them.

Once he thought it through, he would let it go. Since things had come to this point, he could only try his best to cover it up.

Furthermore, with the mysterious identity of the Big Brother Gu, he was definitely not someone who was easy to deal with.

Gu Juntian had not recovered from his injuries, but had instead reconstructed his body and soul. Although his identity was somewhat mysterious, there was no power behind him, and his understanding of the yellow boundary s was not even close to theirs.

Zhao Long suppressed the emotions in his heart and said to Qi Hongyi: "Let's start the martial arts practice to see what kind of talents we have this time? This time, other than being accepted as a disciple of the Purple Sword Sect, I also plan on recruiting a few servants and maids from the alliance. "

"Great! Young Master Zhao is indeed a loyal man. Even though you've made it big, you still haven't forgotten to support us. On behalf of the warriors in the alliance, I would like to express my gratitude."

Then he personally walked to the front of the stage and announced: "The Round of 16 Martial Masters begins! "Young Master Zhao has just said that not only can the champion enter the Purple Sword Sect, the rest of you will also have the chance to be selected as servants or maids if your performance is outstanding. You must grasp this opportunity and try your best to attract Young Master Zhao's attention."

Qi Hongyi's announcement immediately heated up the atmosphere of the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, especially the warriors who didn't have the strength to win the championships. Their hearts were set ablaze with hope.

After the previous round of eliminations, the 32 Martial Masters that emerged victorious were all of different strengths. They were basically all Martial Masters from the top ten tribes.

Among them, there were five members of the Qi Clan, five members of the Zheng Clan, four members of the Zhao Clan and four members of the Wang Clan. These four great clans accounted for more than half of the top thirty-two. However, Zhao Clan did not perform well. During the strength test, Zhao Clan could be said to have many talents.

However, in the previous round of 32, even the strongest person, Zhao Ding, had been eliminated. This was a rare occurrence.

The seeded contestants would not fight in the first round, so it was obvious that this was not the usual case. The Zhao Family was here to cause trouble.

Qi Zhiping and Ye Linqing were the first to step onto the stage. Their moves were very ordinary, and although they fought very hard, they wanted to attract the attention of the emissaries.

But with the eyes of Zhao Long and the rest, it was really nothing worth watching, causing the Purple Sword Sect envoy who was seated on the stage to shake his head.

The following rounds were rather dull. Although the martial artists onstage were very diligent, they didn't attract the attention of the Purple Sword Sect's envoys. Only the next few rounds were worth watching.

Only Zhao Qiang, Qi Xiaosu, Gu Juntian and Luo Linger were interested in him.

The four of them had all leveled up with ease. Basically, they had all used three moves and two moves to defeat their opponents.

Especially and Luo Linger, both of them made Zhao Long feel a little apprehensive.

He also didn't quite understand Gu Juntian's fighting style, and he only used ordinary moves, yet easily defeated his opponent. It was truly strange.

Luo Linger was also only a High Level Martial Master, which was nothing in the Purple Sword Sect. But she was only fourteen years old, and actually managed to cultivate her Spiritual Awareness and rare Spirit Weapons.

Even though this kind of Luo Linger was not as good as the Luo Linger from back then, it was still enough to make the Purple Sword Sect accept him as a disciple.

After that, Situ Hao from the Situ Family and Nanyun Xuan from the Nanyun Tribe passed without a hitch. The 16 matches were over in less than 4 hours.

Next up was the Martial Grand Master competition. There were a total of six groups in the Martial Grand Master Ranking Tournament. Qi Meiyun took turns in the air, and there were a total of five groups to fight:

Wang Xueruo versus Peng Yuanlong

Wang Junjie versus Situ Yi

Zheng Xiong against Zhao San Dao

Luo Mingyue – Zhao Hu versus Zhao Hu

Tiesantong on Xia Xiaomeng

Wang Xueruo and Peng Yuanlong arrived at the stage. Peng Yuanlong had just barely passed the test and was still injured. He was not in a good condition, so he took the initiative to admit defeat after greeting them.

Wang Junjie easily won against Situ Yi. The Wang siblings both entered the top eight, but this made the Wang Clan extremely happy.

The patriarch, Wang Lin, looked at his son and daughter as he listened to the flattery. His laughter never stopped as he happily greeted the Patriarchs of the surrounding clans.

However, the third group's Zheng Xiong only used a single move to defeat Zhao Sancho. It was not that Zhao Sancheng was weak, it was just that Zheng Xiong was too strong.

He had always been known as the number one Martial Grand Master and the hottest person to win the championship. Zhao Sandao was not confident enough to bring out his strength, so it was only natural that he would lose.

However, Zhao Long did not expect him to vomit blood and fall to the ground after receiving such a simple attack, which made him frown.

The fourth group, Luo Mingyue, forfeited. Although their injuries had already healed, it was not suitable for them to fight in the near future.

The referee announced, "The six ranks of the Martial Grand Masters have been born. Today is the end of the competition, and tomorrow, the Martial Master and Martial Grand Master competition will begin."

The next morning, the air was fresh and the river bank was covered with a soft mist. The mountains in the distance were painted a soft, milky white.

This was the most important day for the Qi Yun Alliance, because the champion of the Alliance Martial Arts Tournament would be born on this day. In the past, Martial Masters and Martial Grand Masters would always be divided into two different arenas.

However, due to the arrival of Zhao Long and the others, the number of people accepted by the Purple Sword Sect had increased. Furthermore, a genius like Luo Linger had appeared, and the rules had slightly changed.

The competition for the top eight Martial Masters was very intense. Even if they could not become the champion, as long as they could be chosen as the service disciple of the Purple Sword Sect, it would be much better than staying in the Qi Yun Alliance.

Under the encirclement of the dire beasts, the Qi Yun Alliance was like a bubble in the ocean.

Only a colossus like the Purple Sword Sect could guarantee the safety of a dire beast.

Luo Linger still took the lead and easily won. Even the strongest person, Zhao Ding, was not her opponent, and the others were not even able to make ten moves.

Gu Juntian actually encountered a strong opponent in the top eight battles. Zheng Clan's Zheng Xiaochuan, was Zheng Sihai's youngest son. He had a normal name and was not tall, but his strength was extremely extraordinary.

In front, his brother Zheng Xiong had overshadowed him with light. He was not very famous, but when they fought, he looked like he was going to fight with his life on the line against three wolves. Zheng Xiong was even more violent because of his Ancient Violent Bear Physique.

Two from each side, after probing for three moves, Zheng Xiong could feel Gu Juntian's power. The blood in his body began to boil, and a dense fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

Zheng Xiao Yuan's [Tyrant Bear Body] was activated, his vital energy and blood boiled fiercely and his strength doubled. He then threw a series of continuous punches towards Gu Juntian.

Bang! Bang bang! As their fists fiercely clashed, Gu Juntian found it hard to fight. Even if his Primal Chaos spirit body was strong, his opponent was not weak.

The key point was that his chaos spirit body hadn't grown yet, and his cultivation was also insufficient. After blocking this series of fists, his hands were already dripping with blood.

"Alright, again!" He actually disregarded the pain and once again rushed at Zheng Xiao Yuan, unleashing the various moves of the Subduing Dragon Fist, with the stance of going all out, Zheng Xiao Yuan had successfully aroused Gu Juntian's fighting spirit.

However, Zheng Xiaoyuan didn't even give him a chance to catch his breath. This was too crazy! Tyrannical Bear Fist was unleashed with extreme speed in his hand, containing a tremendous amount of power. Just like that, a punch was sent towards Ye Xiwen.