Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

Another woman, dressed like an ordinary woman, was accompanied by the phrase, "Brother! Slow down, don't choke! Eat garlic!", giving the impression that she was a garlic-peeling girl.

The last person, judging by his attire, seemed like an elite individual, but his way of speaking felt somewhat incongruous; his combination of Chinese and Western speech was quite peculiar.

"Wealth and fortune await you here..."

A rough shout came from the Biyou Village group. Biyou Village and the Northeast Shamanic Family were partners. The two brothers, Deng Youcai and Deng Youfu, were responsible for contacting Biyou Village, so many people in the village knew the two brothers.

The two brothers looked up at the sound and met dozens of pairs of eyes staring at them.

"You actually brought so many people? Are they all going to participate?!"

Deng Youcai slurped up a mouthful of noodles in surprise and asked, full of astonishment.

"Not all of it, maybe half!"

Fang Rui vaguely remembered that there were about twenty or thirty participants, which should be about half of the people present.

Generally speaking, a powerful organization sends very few people to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, ranging from one to seven or eight people...

The fact that dozens of people came to participate in the Luotian Grand Ritual is probably unique to Biyou Village.

"Is it……"

Deng Youcai finished the soup in the instant noodle cup, casually threw the cup on the ground, and glanced at the group of burly men in the crowd. The Deng brothers, who were quite familiar with Biyou Village, knew very well how troublesome those strange people in Biyou Village were, and their gums immediately tingled.

They looked at each other for a while, and both could see in each other's eyes that they "did not want to encounter the strange people from Biyou Village in the competition."

However, with so many extraordinary individuals from Biyou Village participating in the martial arts competition, the probability of encountering them is not just high, but extremely high.

While everyone was chatting idly, others had already begun to pass through the checkpoints set up by the Celestial Master's Mansion...

Extraordinary people from all over the world displayed their unique abilities...

Chapter 154 The Grand Ceremony of Luo Tian Begins

"Drink~"

"Ha~"

"Huha~"

While traversing the canyon, some people would add various interjections to their voices, while others would strike all sorts of strange poses and perform various tricks, such as...

"Hahaha! Daughter, Daddy can let go now!"

A burly man with a rugged face threw his daughter across a cliff like a discus.

And... "If you dare to play with my daughter like a discus again, I'll skin you alive!"

A beautiful woman who used her husband as a stepping stone and kicked him off a cliff.

That feeling of "the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities" was instantly ruined by this group of clowns.

"...Let's go!"

After a moment of silence, Fang Rui transformed into a sword beam, instantly arriving on the other side, then turned back into a human and waved to Zhang Chulan and the others.

"...WTF!!!"

Zhang Chulan unleashed his skill "Loud Roar," displaying his surprise and simultaneously dispelling the "petrification" effect on his surrounding companions. The shock in his eyes slowly dissipated.

Although superhumans possess wondrous powers, such as controlling fire, lightning, burrowing underground, and manipulating objects, there are some things they cannot do, such as turning themselves into light or transforming into an illusory sword.

For a moment, everyone thought it was a fantasy coming to life, because the image of Fang Rui transforming into sword light was somewhat like a scene from a fantasy drama.

Filled with doubt, the group jumped over the canyon one after another and chased after Fang Rui.

The other unrelated people, seeing Fang Rui transform into a sword light and instantly traverse over a hundred meters, all looked surprised and wondered whether Fang Rui was a contestant.

Following behind Fang Rui, the group heading to the martial arts arena watched the person involved in the "sword light" incident with a restless, itchy curiosity, wanting to ask about the sword light.

Those who were closer to Fang Rui didn't think too much about it and directly asked the questions that were on their minds.

"...How did you transform into an illusory lightsaber?"

After hesitating for a while, Ma Xianhong finally followed his curiosity and asked the question.

Upon hearing this, Lü Huan and the others standing next to the two pricked up their ears.

"I have just mastered a new technique. If you want to learn it, I can teach you, but... whether it's turning your body into a sword or flying, it requires profound cultivation."

"With your current Qi... it's not enough!"

Fang Rui used rather euphemistic language. To be honest, with Ma Xianhong's current cultivation level, he simply couldn't transform his body into a sword. He could manage to fly on a sword, but he couldn't sustain it for very long...

'Can I learn it?'

Everyone present had a bright look in their eyes; they were equally interested in the idea of ​​turning one's body into a sword.

"Can we learn it?" a villager asked.

"Sure, but there are requirements. We'll discuss the specific requirements when we get back to Biyou Village."

Fang Rui ended the conversation, since he had not yet formulated the relevant requirements.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the group arrived near the martial arts competition venue, at a clearing in the mountains.

Standing in the center of the open space is the arena, which is similar in structure to the Colosseum, with an open space in the middle and stands for the audience around it.

However, although the entrance to the venue has been opened, no one has entered the venue yet. They are all gathered around the venue, chatting in small groups.

"Wow, there's actually a place like this in the back mountain..."

Zhang Chulan looked slightly dazed, staring at the scene before him with surprise: "What's with this amusement park-like atmosphere...?"

"Hey! Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao..."

Wearing a green and black tracksuit, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan, wearing a red and black jumpsuit, weaved through the crowd and quickly approached the location of Zhang Chulan and the others.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people who knew each other nodded to each other as a greeting.

"Are all of these... participants from Biyou Village?"

Feng Xingtong pointed at the group of people behind Zhang Chulan, her lips twitching slightly, and asked a question that seemed familiar.

"Not at all……"

As Zhang Chulan said this, Feng Xingtong breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhang Chulan's next words made him freeze in surprise.

"...Half of it!"

Feng Xingtong said in a low voice, "Do you know? You'll get beaten up if you talk in a slow, drawn-out manner!"

Zhang Chulan: "...It can't be that bad!"

"As for it!" Feng Xingtong nodded seriously. Do you know how despicable it is to give someone hope first and then let them despair?!

As a partner of Biyou Village, he has conquered the training tower of Biyou Village more than once, and has also had friendly exchanges with the villagers of Biyou Village more than once.

Therefore, he was very aware of how difficult the villagers of Biyou Village were to deal with.

His mastery of the Horizontal Refinement Golden Bell Shield technique can withstand more than 70% of his attacks, making his attacks feel like mere scraping.

Some spells grant them the ability to attack from a distance, rendering kiting tactics ineffective.

Not to mention the villagers of Biyou Village, each of them is equipped with an offensive magic weapon and a defensive magic weapon as standard equipment.

'Ah~ I feel as if I've already donned a mask of pain, becoming an opponent of the villagers of Biyou Village.'

'May the Bodhisattva protect me from encountering the villagers of Biyou Village.'

Feng Xingtong prayed silently, then watched as the crowd began to move and said to everyone, "The contestants are starting to assemble, let's go over there!"

No one objected to this, and they all moved toward a certain spot near the venue, where there was a simple wooden stage. Zhang Zhiwei and others climbed the steps onto the stage and began their opening ceremony speeches.

Some, who held the Ten Elders in awe of their authority, listened attentively; others, who held little reverence for the Ten Elders, were lost in their own thoughts; and some members of the Quanxing sect, disguised as members, suppressed their emotions, fearing that overt hostility and murderous intent would be detected…

After the brief speech, the next step was to draw lots to determine the opponents and matches.

"Please come forward one by one and draw your own slip of paper..."

The young Taoist priest's shout caused everyone present to line up in a single file and take turns drawing number cards.

After some time, the draw was completed, and the opponents and matches for each contestant were determined. The preliminary rounds of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony officially began.

"Come on~"

Fang Rui patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder and headed to the audience stands with the rest of the group.

Ma Xianhong strode towards the venue entrance. He was lucky; he was in the first session...

Zhang Chulan and the others followed Biyou Village and gathered at a certain spot on the stands, watching Ma Xianhong and three other strangers standing in the center of the arena.

At this moment, the referee is explaining the rules of the competition...

The audience members took their seats and turned their attention to the venue.

How long do you think it will take Ma Xianhong to defeat the other three?

Suddenly, a voice came from the left. Zhang Chulan turned his head to look at the speaker, who was Fang Rui in the room.

To be honest, after spending some time together, Zhang Chulan's impression of Ma Xianhong was that he was a tech geek.

As for his combat strength, actually... I don't know much.

Chapter 155 The competition begins

"Within ten minutes."

After thinking it over for a while, I realized that even if the inheritors of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques were tech geeks, their strength wouldn't be too weak. However, the contestants in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony wouldn't be ordinary supernatural beings either, so their strength should... not be too bad either.

Therefore, Zhang Chulan gave a rather conservative answer.

"Ten minutes..."

"You underestimate him. Ten minutes is too long. He can defeat the three opponents in less than a minute."

“One minute…” Zhang Chulan was speechless, silently thinking to himself that his cheap nephew’s strength was stronger than he had expected.

While the two were talking, the referee finally finished explaining the rules, and the first match officially began.

Inside the oval-shaped arena, the three people other than Ma Xianhong immediately sprang into action, rushing towards Ma Xianhong like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

As for the reason why the three opponents were so in sync, it was thanks to certain intelligence brokers who leaked most of the contestants' basic information before the competition officially started.