Super Fantasy Big Bang

Empty hands are as fresh as winter snow melted into water.

The sun hangs high in the sky like it has never changed, rising from the east and setting in the west according to the same trajectory for thousands of years.

Some people left the camp because of the stealthy passing of gunship helicopters that night.

But more people still stayed. If the sky collapsed, there would be a tall man to support them. They can practice with peace of mind. If they can't solve the problem, it's none of their business. If it doesn't work, it won't be too late for them to leave.

Closer to home,

On the periphery of the city wall of the camp, unlike the loud noise and dust during construction, the crowd was crowded and noisy in front of hundreds of competition platforms.

They came here early to wait, and everyone was so excited that they couldn't suppress the agitation in their hearts. If Chen Xiao hadn't sent someone to guard here as expected, they might have rushed into the venue.

They waited for a month, and they couldn't wait until the end, but they still had to wait.

After Chen Xiao and others came here, the crowd consciously gave way, cheering one after another.

Going all the way to the high platform in front of the crowd, the representatives of Demon Sect and various forces have been waiting here for a long time.

After Chen Xiao said hello, he turned around and pressed his hand, and the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

All attention.

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at the wildly cheering crowd below, as if a raging fire burned through his whole body in an instant.

After the crowd quieted down, Chen Xiao said: "As the organizer of the first Holy Land Tournament, the guards, the Demon Gate, the Loose Cultivation Alliance, and the Extraordinary Bureau, we will jointly maintain the fairness and justice of this conference."

The representative of the Transcendent Bureau is Wang Yang, who is the nominal top manager of the Transcendent Bureau.

At first, he wanted to give this position to the oldest platoon leader in the team, but the other party insisted on letting him take this position, and said that his current strength is the highest among all of them, and there is no need Convincing one's own people only needs to use strength to convince outsiders, so this position must be him.

It doesn't matter what the name is, so he simply and directly named it Chaofan Bureau.

Many people below are not aware of the existence of this organization, so they are confused.

But if they look carefully at the signboards of the food stalls in the night market, they will find that 90% of the shops have the words Chaofan Bureau written on them.

Chen Xiao didn't explain, and continued: "This competition will use lottery to determine the contestants on both sides."

"It is forbidden to use weapons, talismans, pills and other foreign objects during the competition. If found, they will be eliminated."

"Each competition lasts for one hour, and those who cannot decide the winner within one hour will be eliminated."

"Those who fall off the ring are eliminated."

"Killers are eliminated."

"Using conspiracy and tricks, intimidating and coercing the winner to be eliminated."

"..."

"I wish all contestants the best of luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Ke and Xiaoyu flew up to the podium lightly from mid-air.

"Teacher Meng."

Chen Xiao and the others bowed their hands respectfully and gave up their seats.

Meng Ke nodded, looked at the quiet crowd below, raised his hand, and beams of light flew out from his hand.

Falling in front of everyone, the light quickly condensed into a number.

"47?"

"I'm 152, is there anyone like me? Brother, be merciful!"

"My number is 44! What the hell number?! Unlucky!"

"..."

After getting the number, Chen Xiao nodded under Meng Ke's signal, feeling very excited, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "The first martial arts tournament for practitioners in Mangshan Holy Land!"

"I declare..."

"Officially begin!"

moment,

Cheers like a tsunami erupted from the noisy crowd.

As if the sense of witness of the times, a different kind of emotion welled up in everyone's heart.

A new era has begun, and this is an era for practitioners!

Even if their tens of thousands of people are only a drop in the bucket compared to the whole world, this will surely be a prairie fire.

Once ignited, it will not be easily extinguished.

The emotions of countless people were ignited at this moment, and all the worries in their hearts were violently shattered.

The era has begun, and even the government cannot stop the rolling wheel of history.

There may be hardships, valleys in it.

However, they are the witnesses of this glorious era!

As if the blood was ignited, as soon as Chen Xiao's voice fell, the guards stepped aside, and the people with numbers rushed in, each running towards the competition platform corresponding to their own numbers.

With Meng Ke here, no one dared to overstep the rules, and the two players on the same stage quickly stood up.

A string of numbers eye-catchingly appeared in midair.

As the countdown began, the excited crowd immediately adjusted their state and concentrated their energy on their opponents.

The blind monk Ruiz and others came up at some point. They stood beside Meng Ke, watching the competition that started below.

"It's still a very young move!" The blind monk looked at one place and said with emotion.

Meng Ke followed his gaze.

I saw a man and a woman on a martial arts arena. Every time they punched, there was a whistling sound of wind. While dodging, the young man seemed to have some kind of pace under his feet. Then there is a quick counterattack like a habit.

Not long after, a woman who was obviously older than him was punched in the face by him, causing nosebleeds to flow down.

The defeat was decided. After the young man succeeded in one blow, he kicked up and threw it on the woman's calf, and the woman fell down while screaming in pain.

"Why are you throwing shit!"

Suddenly, panicked exclamations sounded from another competition stage.

A man in black tights stared wide-eyed in horror.

Opposite him, a young man was wearing orange-yellow pants that looked like crotch pants, with a proud face, and he was still holding a sticky, foul-smelling substance in his hand.

"What? The competition only said that foreign objects cannot be used. I pulled out the shit on the spot, so it doesn't count as foreign objects!"

As he spoke, he smiled sinisterly.

The energy in his hand was wrapped in a foul-smelling substance, he weighed it, and threw it towards the man in black.

"Eat my Great Destroyer Egg!!"

The man dodged hastily, cursing loudly:

"Hold the grass! Are you disgusting! I want to complain! You fouled! Fuck...!!"

Everyone on the surrounding arenas stared blankly at this scene, and stopped their attacks one after another.

"Can you still do this in a martial arts competition?"

"Hold the grass, brother! Please throw it on time! It's on our side!!"

"I'm going!! My clothes!!"

Throwing out a lump, the man in the crotch-open pants pouted his butt, not caring about being watched by countless people, and another lump of foul-smelling substance condensed, rolled, and flowed in his hand.

He sniffed it intoxicated.

"Aha, this one smells even worse! Tsk tsk tsk..."

He looked at the man in black mockingly.

Make a big move!

"Eat my death ball!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!"

The man was shocked and desperate.

"Soul light!! I admit defeat! You fucking don't lose it!!"

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