The weapon of halberd was born on the battlefield and was old and had a bronze halberd at the earliest. However, in later dynasties, it became a tool for the ceremonial ceremony and the facade.

That's because the halberd has high requirements for users, especially the Fangtian halberd, which is complicated to use and requires powerful strength and skills. As a heavy weapon, you can compete with the heavy hammer and the skills of swords and guns. It can be imagined that ordinary ancient martial artists really can't use it.

If used well, you can have thousands of enemies on the battlefield. If you don’t use it well, it will be a burden. Therefore, over time, Fang Tianji has become a tool of royal ceremonial war, which is also a tragedy.

At this time, seeing the Fang Tian Huaji with such a strong evil spirit, Lin Tian couldn't help but take a few more glances. This weapon was not a decoration.

"You probably haven't seen the person led by the Yuwen family. Yuwen Chenghua is the father of the Yuwen brothers and sisters. His strength is innate and mid-stage. It's a pity that the Yuwen family is not prosperous and their talents are even more withered. In another one or two hundred years, the Yuwen family will probably decline from now on."

When the eldest lady saw Lin Tian staring at the direction of Yuwen's family, she couldn't help but explain softly.

"It is said that the Yuwen family is not prosperous because of the Fangtian Painting Ji. Its evil spirit is too heavy, which affects the fortune of the Yuwen family." Ling Shuiyao also interrupted in a low voice.

Lin Tian was very funny and shook his head and said, "You believe it if you talk nonsense. Everyone in the Situ family has such a strong evil spirit, and they have not seen their population wither. If it is said that it is because of the Yuwen family's martial arts, it is somewhat credible."

"By the way, who is the person from the Ji family? I haven't seen him at the last sword appreciation meeting." Lin Tian turned his eyes to the direction of the Ji family and asked curiously.

"Ji Zimo's grandfather, Ji Wancheng, is also in the mid-stage innate realm. However, the Emperor's Heart Art practiced by the Ji family is very special, and it seems to vaguely suppress other exercises. Therefore, in the mid-stage innate realm, he has the highest combat power." The eldest lady frowned, very afraid.

Lin Tian raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "No wonder Ji Wancheng is so old and he is here. Ji Zimo is also practicing the Emperor's Heart Art. So, it is already a certainty that the Ji family won the world's number one in the ancient martial arts competition."

"Ji Zimo is already the first in the early stage of his innate life, and who dares to compete with him?" Ling Shuiyao curled her lips. Although she was not convinced, she had no choice but to do anything. Little Lajiao couldn't even beat the eldest lady, so how could she compete with Ji Zimo?

"Look at it, maybe there will be some variables, maybe it will be." Lin Tian glanced at the eldest lady, his tone was plain.

At this time, Lin Tian was looking at the ancient warriors in the field, and these ancient warriors were also looking at him, because his shape was so envious, jealous, especially the men.

The two beauties carried into the venue, which was higher-profile than all ancient martial arts families.

"Life is like this, what else can you ask for?" Some ancient martial artists were envious.

"That's right, so many beauties have been favored by God. Brother Lin Tian is so beautiful. Is it still for us single dogs to live?"

"I guess Lin Tian must have saved the whole world in his previous life." Someone said seriously.

Some people envy it, but naturally some people jealous it. Situ Yufeng, Li Wenfeng and others, seeing Lin Tian's posture, their teeth were almost broken.

"The barbarian is a barbarian, it's really annoying." Situ Yuanzhong frowned and looked unhappy.

"What's the use of no matter how high-profile he is? He can't play anyway, so he can only watch others win honors." A disciple of the Situ family said in a low voice, just listening, with deep jealousy.

Ling Zishan and Wang Wanxi smiled bitterly when they saw this situation, with helpless expressions. They knew Lin Tian’s charm very well, and there were always women around them who were full of beautiful women.

Lin Tian’s face was as thick as a city wall. He didn’t take this little bit of it seriously, and he couldn’t control what others said.

The eldest lady and Ling Shuiyao were not shy people. They entered the venue openly, chose the position, and let it go generously. The eldest lady also knew that Lin Tian did not want to be with the Situ family, so the position he chose was at the corner.

However, with their appearance, no matter where they appear, they will become the focus.

Lin Tian looked around and saw the person he was looking for, and couldn't help but say strangely: "Where is the ghost? It's not that he is absent, he and Li Wenfeng have another appointment."

"Old Wang promised that he would bring his elder brother here, so he should be nearby." Yun Xiaotian said softly, looking around for a few times, but with her eyesight, he naturally could not find the traces of Old Wang and the ghost.

"What are the rules of this competition?" Lin Tian asked again.

"Draw the ground into a circle, and the battle cannot exceed the scope of the game. Draw lots and match up in two groups. The top two in the group advance, and then the knockout match will be held to determine the ranking." The lady briefly introduced.

"If several masters are assigned to the same group, wouldn't it be a waste? The masters are eliminated in advance, and the mediocre masters will advance by luck." Lin Tian was a little puzzled.

The eldest lady seemed to have known that he said this for a long time, and said calmly: "The referee will select seed players based on each player's previous record and performance. These seed players will be evenly distributed to each group, so that they can be relatively fair."

"This is almost the same. However, some casual cultivators and ancient martial artists are not very famous, but they are very strong. These people may become dark horses in the ancient martial arts competition." Lin Tian thought of some possibilities and had a smile on his face.

"You are right. Even aristocratic families cannot understand all the casual cultivators and ancient martial artists, so a dark horse may appear. However, at least, you, the dark horse, had you not shown your strength at the sword appreciation conference, this time participating in the ancient martial arts competition would become the biggest dark horse." The eldest lady smiled. Along the way, she witnessed Lin Tian's strength.

Sometimes she was also curious about how Lin Tian practiced the ingredients, but she knew what to ask and what not to ask. If Lin Tian was willing, she would naturally tell her.

"Get out of here, get out of here, who dares to block my way!" An arrogant voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

Hearing this voice, Lin Tian frowned and turned to look. It was indeed Situ Ruoling.

"When did it be released?" Lin Tian asked.

"Last night, my aunt said that if it weren't for this ancient martial arts competition, she would have had a few more days of custody." Ling Shuiyao said, obviously a little unhappy.

"I have been locked up for so long and still so arrogant. It seems that the small dark room has not only not worn away her edges, but has laid a lot of resentment." Xiao Manxuan saw through Situ Ruoling's essence.

Because the outside of the field was full of people, Situ Ruoling came in and scolded him all the way. Seeing that it was this unruly woman, the scattered martial artists avoided it and were unwilling to cause trouble.

A big fat man moved a little slower, Situ Ruoling's face suddenly turned cold, she cursed "untouchables", and then kicked him. The fat man's huge body was kicked up, which shows how much power Situ Ruoling moved.

With a bang, the fat man fell heavily and fell to Lin Tian's stretcher.
Chapter completed!