He was not interested in the martial arts competition proposed by Gui Ling. With his strength, it was too easy to sweep away the other disciples except for the five evildoers.

He wants to get the first place in martial arts, it is as simple as moving his fingers.

It's just that Zhuo Wen is really not interested in the benefits of being the first in this martial arts competition.

His perception of the Dao of Heaven is already far superior to that of ordinary people, and he has also cultivated the unparalleled Pangu Holy Physique. His future is limitless, and his potential is even stronger than that night's strange tunnel.

Zhuo Wen has his own arrogance, and with his potential and strength, he doesn't need Gui Ling's guidance at all.

Of course, in Zhuo Wen's eyes, with Ye Qitun's heavenly posture, he is still qualified to discuss the Dao with him on an equal footing, but it is only an equal discussion, and Gui Ling and the others are not qualified enough in Zhuo Wen's eyes.

Although Zhuo Wen was not interested, Qiu Linglong beside him was very excited, her beautiful eyes were full of fiery color.

"Junior Brother Xiaowen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It is rare for the five great monsters to gather together, and being able to receive guidance from the five great monsters will definitely benefit you for a lifetime." Qiu Linglong said earnestly.

Zhuo Wen was speechless, shaking his head and said: "Senior Sister Qiu, I think that all the people gathered on the shore of the Blue Moon Lake are famous geniuses in the sect. I think it is very difficult to stand out from them and become the number one in martial arts."

Qiu Linglong calmed down, and sighed softly: "Junior Brother Xiaowen, you are right. With my strength, it is indeed impossible to win the first place, but you..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Linglong's beautiful eyes ignited with fire. She knew that Zhuo Wen's strength was very strong. After all, even a strong man like Shen Ziping was easily defeated by the young man in front of her.

Zhuo Wen shook his head, and said, "Senior Sister Qiu, I don't intend to participate in this martial arts meeting. My way is only based on my own perception, and I don't need others to guide me."

Qiu Linglong was slightly taken aback, although it was a pity, she didn't say much.

The martial arts competition is based on one's own wishes. Although she really wants to participate, but she is not strong enough, she will be cannon fodder.

Although Zhuo Wen is capable, he is not willing to be guided by the five evildoers, which makes Qiu Linglong feel a pity, but there is nothing he can do.

At this moment, Gui Ling has already begun to introduce the rules of the martial arts competition and the venue of the competition.

The martial arts competition adopts a challenge system, and the venue is the lake surface of Blue Moon Lake.

And the challenge system is mutual, that is to say, the monks in the arena can not only meet the challenges of the monks off the stage, but the monks on the stage can even choose the monks off the stage as their opponents.

"Who will come first?"

Gui Ling stood up, looked around at the many disciples around the shore of Blue Moon Lake, and said calmly.

As soon as Gui Ling finished speaking, two figures flashed out from the shore of Blue Moon Lake and landed in the center of Blue Moon Lake.

"In Shimoda Yongyuan, he is a disciple of the Seventh Elder, Gong Zepeng!" A round-faced monk clasped his hands solemnly.

"My Xia Boyuan is a disciple of the Sixth Elder Fan Jialiang's lineage!"

Opposite the round-faced monk was the square-faced monk, with indifferent eyes, and he bowed his hands back to the round-faced monk.

After saluting, the two let out a low shout, rushed out one after another, and rushed towards each other, with fierce and terrifying moves.

These two are both peak monks of the Mandate of Heaven. Since they are evenly matched in strength, the scene of the battle is quite magnificent and anxious, which is full of attention.

After about a hundred moves, the round-faced monk made a mistake and was caught by the square-faced monk. He threw out a move, landed on the round-faced monk, and sent the round-faced monk flying upside down.

Of course, the square-faced monk was actually not feeling well either.

His cultivation base was not the same as that of the round-faced monk, and he had to use all his strength to defeat the round-faced monk, and he also suffered serious internal injuries at this moment.

After the square-faced monk defeated the round-faced monk, he had the right to challenge once, and he could choose a player to challenge.

Due to his serious injury, the square-faced monk gave up the right to choose an opponent, and also gave up the right to continue to accept the challenge, and left the ring voluntarily.

It has to be said that the square-faced monk is very smart.

Given his state of internal injuries, if he wanted to continue fighting, he might be injured more and more, so it was a wise choice for the square-faced monk to make this choice.

Next, two monks looted from the shore, and after reporting their names, they began to fight together using their best moves.

Ye Qitun leaned lazily, looking with interest at the two figures fighting in the middle of the Blue Moon Lake.

Zhuo Wen was bored and felt that this martial arts competition was very boring. When he was thinking about how to leave the courtyard, he saw a very familiar figure in the northwest corner of the shore of Blue Moon Lake.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure coldly, with a very unfriendly expression on his face.

This person is not very old, has a handsome face, and there is a golden vertical line between his eyebrows, and he has a unique temperament.

"This Di Shitian really didn't die, and he actually joined the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm, although he had learned about Di Shitian from Yin Wuxie before. JrNovels.com