At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

The years turned, and it was the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and the longevity points were still added to mana.

Chen Xun led the big black bull, and took the elixir to the Zongmen Hall to get a steady 200 contribution points.

"Lao Niu, save it, don't spend it anymore, and go to the Zongmen Grand Competition!" Chen Xun carefully put the gossip card into the storage bag.

"Moo!" The big black cow was overjoyed.

Chen Xun also went to sign up with the big black bull, and also had an extra talisman in his hand, so he would know which fighting arena to go to.

A few days later, the bell rang, and Dabi Mountain was overcrowded, and it was still as lively as in previous years.

However, Ge Shuang and Bai Shi did not participate this year. I heard that they were accepted by an elder and became inner disciples.

"The Zongmen Grand Competition has officially begun!" The vast voice resounded everywhere.

The talisman in Chen Xun's hand sounded, and he immediately looked towards a certain arena, led the big black bull and left, his eyes were eager to try.

On the ring, opposite was a disciple of the eighth level of Qi Refining, named Zhang Song, his eyes were startled. The person opposite him was also at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and he was carrying a spirit beast. It seemed like a fierce battle.

"Senior brother, please be merciful. I have just broken through the eighth level of Qi refining."

Chen Xun chuckled, his eyes full of vigilance. These disciples have strange methods and many spells, so they can't be careless.

After observing the last year, he found that the first five hundred in the eighth level of Qi Refining are relatively safe and will not attract attention.

"Naturally, the Zongmen Grand Competition will not hurt the lives of the juniors."

Zhang Song's expression was a bit inexplicable, this person was wearing a straw hat, it was really funny and strange.

"Brother, let's start?"

"kindness……"

Zhang Song was slightly speechless, this man had three mountain cutting axes around his waist, it looked like he was made of ordinary iron, not even a magic weapon, but he couldn't underestimate the enemy.

His gaze became sharper and sharper, his fingers flicked continuously, streams of water vapor suddenly formed and turned into ice crystals, like flowing clouds and flowing water, bringing about countless afterimages.

Ice cones shot at Chen Xun one after another. The big black bull was only on the third level of refining Qi, and his target was his master. To capture the thief, the king was the first to be captured.

"So strong!" Chen Xun yelled loudly. He kept dodging and fled in embarrassment after being chased, "As expected of senior brother!"

The ice picks were about to hit Chen Xun every time, but when he moved his feet, he just dodged again, and the spirit beast kept running away.

"Junior Brother, don't hide." Zhang Song remained motionless, his fingering became faster and faster, and the angles of the ice picks became more and more tricky.

Chen Xun took out a mountain axe, broke open with one axe, and began to dodge again and again, sweating profusely, eyes full of terror.

"Junior brother, how long are you going to hide!"

Zhang Song looked impatient, why he always missed the hit, and the mana in his body was exhausted, "I won't keep my hand!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Song's forehead burst into several veins, his palms and fingers clashed, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

At this time, several ice blades appeared out of thin air, and cut towards Chen Xun without warning. Zhang Song stepped on the sword and followed behind the ice blades, blocking all of Chen Xun's escape routes.

"It's terrible." Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu shrank and disappeared in place.

Zhang Song's pupils shrank, and both the spell and him were in vain.

"Fireball technique." Chen Xun shouted loudly, and several small fireballs shot towards him. Zhang Song's eyes froze, and he swung his big hand back, and the ice pick appeared.

A large puddle of water was melted in the center of the arena. Zhang Song already knew that this person was difficult to deal with, and it would be difficult to defeat him with magic.

The two quickly fought in the arena, and the fight was inseparable. Zhang Song was anxious, why didn't he hit! !

The big black bull was watching the play from the sidelines, mooing continuously, as if cheering and shouting, not to mention that someone had even won two rounds in the ring.

After fighting for more than half an hour, Zhang Song was sweating profusely, and Chen Xun also sat on the ground and breathed heavily, as if he would not be able to hold on for the next moment.

"I can only use my hole cards. I didn't expect to meet such a difficult opponent in the first match."

Zhang Song hesitated, but he didn't want to waste any more time. He slapped the storage bag, and several array flags were placed in all directions.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, before Zhang Song could react, his two array flags were pulled... pulled away? !

Hey, sneak attack!

A black shadow came suddenly, and the big black bull arched violently. At this time, Zhang Song flew in the air, with a blank expression, and fell heavily outside the ring.

"Who am I, where am I?! What just happened?!"

Zhang Song groaned in pain, his eyes were still dazed, and he looked at Chen Xun with a capitalized question mark.

"Senior brother, accept, accept." Chen Xun staggered off the stage, and returned the formation flag to him, with an embarrassed smile on his lips.

"Junior brother, it's really fast."

Zhang Song took a step back, took over the formation flag, and fear flashed in his eyes, can this speed be so fast that he can interrupt the spellcasting? !

"It's a coincidence, if there is no restriction of the ring, how can the junior brother be the opponent of the senior brother."

"Hehe, Junior Brother is being modest." Zhang Song shook his head, unexpectedly allowing himself to encounter such an outrageous thing.

Chen Xun walked up to a ring manager with difficulty, and said respectfully: "Master, this disciple wants to continue."

"En." The uncle replied lightly, and hit Chen Xun's yellow talisman with a wave of mana, and fought again with the winner of the first round.

In the second round, he played against a cold-faced disciple named Liu Tao, who turned out to be at the ninth level of the Qi refining stage.

"Junior brother, if you admit defeat, it's still too late, and you won't suffer from flesh and blood."

Liu Tao looked at Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu expressionlessly. The latter's condition was very bad at first glance.

"Brother, please... enlighten me." Chen Xun forced a smile, and even sat up cross-legged, as if recovering his mana.

"Hmph, I don't know how to flatter you."

With a big move by Liu Tao, a giant black ring appeared. It was growing from small to large, circling in the air continuously, and a black wind howled, as if it was locking onto Chen Xun.

The black giant ring shook violently, and came straight to Chen Xun, a middle-grade yellow-rank killing magic weapon!

A cold light flashed in Chen Xun's eyes, leaving afterimages in place, but the giant ring seemed to be locked on its own, and kept chasing Chen Xun away.

"If Junior Brother can't hold on, it's still too late to admit defeat." Liu Tao sneered, looking at Chen Xun who was fleeing in a panic, his movements were not slow at all.

He raised his right hand and waved, the giant ring resounded with golden light, became bigger again, and fell from the sky above Chen Xun.

"As expected of a senior brother at the ninth level of Qi refining." Chen Xun did not forget to admire, and suddenly punched out, hitting the giant ring hard!

At this moment, something happened suddenly!

when! !There was a violent collision sound, and the golden light of the giant ring was much dimmed by the punch. Chen Xun took advantage of the gap and ran away again.

Liu Tao's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes showed intense shock. Although the magic weapon seemed to be fine to outsiders, he could clearly hear the internal vibration.

His expression gradually became serious. Although this junior is in a very bad state, as if he has not recovered from a fierce battle just now, he can't underestimate the enemy.

"Fireball!" Chen Xun pinched the formula, and several small fireballs charged towards Liu Tao.

There was disdain in Liu Tao's eyes. Even a low-level spell like fireball dared to come to the class to make an axe. He slammed: "Pyrofire!"

There was a burst of flames on the ring, and the small fireball was instantly swallowed up. Chen Xun suddenly rushed out of the sea of ​​flames, picked up a mountain ax in his hand, and slashed at Liu Tao!

Liu Tao snorted coldly, and a long sword came out, and the ring began to fall into a big battle again. Liu Tao pressed hard every step of the way, and beat Chen Xun back steadily.

Half an hour later, Liu Tao was sweating profusely, and his mana became much weaker. He looked furious:

"Junior brother, can you still persist?!"

"It's...not bad." Chen Xun said weakly, as if he was about to fall down in the next moment.

Liu Tao's mana was exhausted, and his eyes were wide open. Why is he always one step faster than him? He is exhausted now.