I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

Naturally, Zhang Xuansheng didn't deliberately stepped on the dots to show off the score, it was really the ball that delayed the progress.

Because the ball broke through to the spiritual silence state before, it also had the common problems of the monks in the spiritual silence period.

That is the monthly... period of spiritual silence.

The reason why the Spiritual Silence Realm is called Spiritual Silence is because this realm has a characteristic, that is, one day every month, the mana in the body is lost.

When Zhang Xuansheng first knew this, he even complained that there was something wrong with the cultivation system of Jiuxiao Continent.

Later he knew that on the day of Spiritual Death, although the monks had lost their spiritual power, their interaction with the heavens and the earth would increase.

This is the only way to break through the tribulation realm.

The ball happened to arrive on that day of each month. When there is no spiritual power, the teleportation array cannot be used to shuttle through space, otherwise it is prone to danger.

So there was a delay on the road.

"Palace Master Long, Peng is the host of this competition. Please enter the rest area of ​​the stands and wait for the draw."

Seeing Long Aotian's arrival, Peng Feng heaved a sigh of relief and stepped forward and said.

Zhang Xuansheng nodded, did not say much, and walked towards the location pointed by Peng Feng.

"Are you Long Aotian? Looking forward to fighting with you."

As he passed a grandstand area, a provocative voice sounded.

However, Zhang Xuansheng didn't look squint, and walked straight ahead with someone, seeming not to hear what the other person said.

Kun Lan saw that the other party ignored him and was about to attack, but Bai Ze under Long Aotian's crotch took a look. The breath of the other party's Spiritual Silence broke out, making him speechless for a while.

Zhang Xuansheng patted the ball on the neck and motioned it to continue walking.

"Tsk tusk, Kun Lan seems to be a little bit hostile to our Palace Master Long."

"That's not true. He is the bloodline of the ancestor of a divine beast. It has been rumored that he is the number one strong in the younger generation of Beihai. Now that a true dragon is born, I naturally want to compete."

"Keep it down, neither of us can offend those two."

"..."

Many demons in the venue noticed this skirmish and began to whisper.

Zhang Xuansheng came to the stand, got off the ball, sat down at will, and looked into the field.

At this point Pengfeng had finished his opening remarks, and the draw began.

The rules of the Monster Race Tianjiao Competition are very simple, far less complicated than the one on the Jiuxiao side, and the number of participants is not large.

Counting their True Dragon Immortal Palace, just enough to make up a hundred clans.

The rule is that the forces draw lots to compete, each side will have a demon, and the winner will enter the next round.

Of course, participants must not be over 50 years old, and the competition is limited to juniors.

"In the first game, the Tyrant Bear Clan fights the Flood Dragon Clan."

The draw result has come out, and Pengfeng also announced the first match.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the stadium with great interest. Both forces sent their own Tianjiao. When they reached the edge of the stadium, they passed the test spar before they were ready to start.

That kind of test spar Zhang Xuansheng had seen in Jiuxiao Continent before. It was used to test the age of creatures, and it was said to be able to detect bone age.

"Mei Ji, do you know why that guy provoke me just now?"

Zhang Xuansheng asked via transmission that Liu Hongfeng has been dealing with Beihai intelligence all the time, and she may be the one who knows the information here best.

"Back to the Young Palace Master, that guy is Kun Lan, the peak cultivation base of the Nirvana Realm, and Kun Peng's return to ancestor bloodline is very extraordinary. It is said that he is the Little Demon King of Beihai."

Liu Hongfeng returned with the sound transmission, but this time he spoke very seriously, and his expression was a little serious.

The reason why she knows the other party's name is that the other party is indeed very famous, faintly known as the number one arrogant of the North Sea, it is difficult to know.

And its strength is indeed terrifying. It is said that in less than 30 years of cultivation, he has already beaten invincible hands in the same realm, and even killed several monks in the spiritual silence period.

At this time, the battle in the field became more and more fierce, and the Tianjiao of the bear clan became angry and turned into a prototype, like a hill, occupying half of the venue.

The Flood Dragon clan also hit a real fire, transformed into a prototype and wrapped around the opponent, biting wildly.

The battle seems to have no sense of beauty, not like a game, but a primitive bloody fight.

But the demon in the stands did shout and cheer constantly, very excited, and the referee Pengfeng didn't mean to stop at all.

"Oh, Young Palace Master, my Nine Heavens Jade, I really live too comfortably."

Ling Zihan also sighed through Voice Transmission.

Although it was nothing to defeat the two on stage with his strength, he asked himself, apart from Zhang Xuansheng, no one of Jiu Xiao's peers should be able to fight him.

Others such as the Nine Great Immortal Sect's peers, it is estimated that only one or two can beat the two on the stage.

Moreover, it was still on the premise of competition, if it was a life-and-death battle, he was not very optimistic about the Tianjiao of Jiuxiao Continent.

"The winner is divided."

Ling Moxue said suddenly.

The bear clan Tianjiao in the field suddenly roared, grabbing the Jiaolong's neck with his left hand and the middle of his body with his right hand, violently exerting force.

The blood is sprayed and the earth is stained red.

Even though the victory was divided, the angry giant bear still did not intend to stop, biting at the dragon's head, splashing red and white.

Peng Feng didn't mean to stop it at all, and it wasn't until the flood dragon was completely silent that he announced the victory of the Xiong Clan Tianjiao.

I saw the giant bear roaring to the sky, and the people in the stadium cheered.

At this moment Zhang Xuansheng understood that this is not the arena of Tianyu City, but a more cruel and bloody place than that.

The Kun Lan sitting on the opposite side of the stand looked towards Zhang Xuansheng with a bloodthirsty smile and wiped his neck.

It's not that he was so crazy that Beihai has cultivated juniors like this since ancient times. If he is killed by his peers in such a fair competition, no one can say anything.

He believes that even if it is a true dragon fairy palace, it must follow the traditions of Beihai since ancient times.

The only unhappy person present was the Dragon Clan. They had great hopes of entering the top ten, but they did not expect that the Bear Clan would directly send such a fierce junior.

They hadn't sent the strongest Tianjiao in the clan, so they were out of the game with regret.

This is also the only strategy for this competition, which is to fight the demon election.

Due to the nature of the big match, each match may cause serious injuries to the participants, so many forces will observe the opponent's players before making a decision.

This allows your seeded players to maintain their best condition and exert their strength in the second half of the game.

But they didn't expect the bear clan to play cards according to common sense.

The bears are actually desperate. Their ancestors died in battle, and they have not been able to photograph the ancient heritage before. If this Fuso opportunity is missed, it will really decline slowly.

Therefore, in the first battle they sent the second arrogant of the clan, but they didn't want to win only by a narrow margin.

"The second scene, True Dragon Fairy Palace, against the tiger shark tribe."

Peng Feng shouted after his subordinates cleared the arena.

"Xiao Mang, you go."

Zhang Xuansheng spoke lightly.