At this time, the back mountain behind Longhu Mountain was crowded.

Especially near the martial arts venue, there were dense crowds of people standing there.

There is a stand directly in front of the martial arts venue.

Here, only specific people can observe and sit.

For example, the blue waisted brand is the heads of various sects, the seniors of the martial arts world, etc.

As for the other three parties, they are the first level of viewing stone steps.

Now there are people, waiting for the game to begin.

"So many people!"

Wencai sighed with a nine-chrysanthemum staff in his hand.

"There are so many people! There is no seat!"

Qiu Sheng also spoke, constantly looking at the stands of the three parties.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu turned to Nanchen and Qiu Sheng Wencai said:

"Okay, you guys find a seat for yourself.

Let's go to the front desk to open.

Just come to the stage later and use your strength.

There is no need to fight hard if you get enough ratings.”

Nanchen nodded:

"Don't worry, master!"

Uncle Jiu patted Nanchen on the shoulder and said nothing.

Taoist Simu was also reminding Jiale to say:

"Jiale, you go up later and show your power to your teacher."

Jiale nodded honestly, "Yeah," and said.

Mamadi is now drilling his nostrils with one hand.

He pointed at Ahao and Aqiang and said:

“This year, the rewards from Taoist sect are very generous, don’t be timid then.

It is best to win four games in a row or more, and then there will be less than a second-grade Xuan Dan."

Ahao and Aqiang grind their fists and palms, nodding repeatedly.

Taoist Master Qianhe was also reminding the four people "southeast, southwest and northwest".

The southeast, northwest and northwest were also very much looking forward to it, and nodded repeatedly to say yes.

Only Master Ikki, let Qingqing try her best to protect herself and not engage in unnecessary battles.

After some advice, several old guys left here together and went to the front stand.

Because of the blue waist card, they can enter directly.

However, you can only sit on the side.

In the middle, only the heads of various sects and the prestigious Taoist masters can sit.

Uncle Jiu and others retired for many years, but they could not get the blue waist card.

The reason why I got this brand is not because Uncle Jiu was so strong when he was young.

Instead, they brought news of the assassination to the real person Jiuxuan in advance.

It was still early at that time and I had a contribution to the Dao Alliance.

In addition, the waist tags were distributed by Tianshi Mansion, so they directly distributed blue-level waist tags to Uncle Jiu and others.

Enjoy the treatment of the heads of various sects.

Not only is there an exclusive location, but it also has tea and snacks.

As for Nanchen and others, it was more difficult.

It was late, and the position a little higher was occupied by someone.

They can only look for seats in the rear.

At this moment, Zuo Sanqian suddenly shouted to Nanchen:

"Nanchen, there are spaces here on Nanchen."

Nanchen heard someone shouting and looked at him.

Seeing that it was Zuo Sanqian not far away, there were indeed many empty seats in front of him.

"Let's go there."

After saying that, Nanchen led everyone to the location where Zuo Sanqian was.

There are two rows of steps in front and back, and they can just sit down eleven of them.

Zuo Sanqian sat in the middle, next to him were three Mutou Sects.

Seeing Nanchen coming, the few people bowed and showed their goodwill.

“Sit, sit quickly.

There are more people in a while, and there will be less space to sit."

Nanchen also hugged his fists and expressed his gratitude.

At the same time, let Qiu Sheng Wencai and others go down and find a seat to sit down.

Nanchen sat next to Zuo Sanqian, next to him was Ao Sheng's literary talent Ah Hao.

As for the southeast, northwest and north, Jiale Qingqing and A Qiang were all sitting in front of them.

"Brother Nanchen, you are in danger in this competition!"

"I'm in danger?"

Nanchen was confused.

Zuo Sanqian nodded:

“You probably don’t know yet.

Just now, Dong Wushuang, the eldest son of the Dong family.

The Qingcheng Sect’s great disciple Bo Jian and Maoshan’s great disciple Shi Xiaojian all spoke out.

He said he wanted to crippled you in the ring."

Nan Chen was stunned, but he smiled indifferently in his heart.

He thought it was a matter of something, but it turned out that this was a mess.

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng next to him looked disdainful:

"Three thousand brothers, only a few dead fish and rotten shrimps.

I still want to deal with my junior brother, go dreaming!”

Zuo Sanqian looked solemn:

"Brother Qiu Sheng, you can't say that.

These people are all descendants of various sects and are extremely powerful.

Among the younger generation, they are all top-notch masters."

"Master? In front of my junior brother, all kinds of masters are just clouds..."

Wencai also shouted, and even flirted with his bob head.

Nan Chen smiled and shook his head, and said a few casually.

His purpose today is very clear, and he came for the fifth-grade Xuan Dan.

As for what targets?

He can't control it, if he dares to come, he dares to fight.

Nanchen is quite confident in his cultivation.

The number of people in the martial arts venue is increasing, and the stands are crowded with people.

There were even watching the battle on the trees outside the stands.

Squatting and sitting, at least six or seven hundred people came.

Especially on the front desk watching the battle.

Not only were the heads of various sects, famous elders, and even some hidden predecessors appeared, all of whom came to the viewing platform.
To be continued...