A look scares away others, this sentence is not just a boast, there really is such a super strong person.

Shangguan Tianhong also knew very well that not to mention young people like Lu Feng, even middle-aged people like Misora ​​Kangning could not easily resist his aura.

However, Lu Feng disappointed him and made Shangguan Tianhong doubt his own aura for the first time.

Lu Feng's expression remained unchanged, his palms gently resting on the armrests of the chair, and he looked at Nangong Tianhong without hesitation.

Those eyes, as deep as the stars and the sea, showed no fear or nervousness, only endless indifference and incomparable determination.

"After a moment, Shangguan Tianhong slowly looked away and said to himself: "It's interesting. I guess this year's Warriors Hegemony Conference will not be so peaceful."

"Master Shangguan, what do you mean?" asked the old man of the Gao family next to him.

"That place is the seat of the Nangong family, right?" Shangguan Tianhong raised his chin casually.

The old man of the Gao family looked at it from the corner of his eye and nodded in agreement.

Shangguan Tianhong nodded and said no more, winking at the middle-aged man next to him.

At this time, everyone has arrived, and those who came after Shangguan Tianhong and the others will also be disqualified.

After all, Shangguan Tianhong was the dominant family in the last martial arts competition.

That is the well-deserved number one martial arts family in Haidong City. Its status is so high that it cannot be expressed in words.

There is a distinction between superiority and inferiority in any field. If you come after the overlord family, there is no need to participate.

Then, a sturdy middle-aged man stepped forward with an indifferent expression.

This middle-aged man has a restrained aura, his eyes contain strength, and his body is as strong as a hill.

"His name is Miao Zhengwu. It is said that he was once the second place in a certain Haidong City warrior competition." Nangong Lingyue explained again.

Today she is Lu Feng's encyclopedia and acts as Lu Feng's commentator.

"Why didn't he participate? And the heads of the various aristocratic families on the stage were all strong, so why didn't he participate?" Lu Feng asked the doubt in his heart.

"Because of inheritance! Every family attaches great importance to inheritance, so the strength of the younger generation represents the strength of the family."

"Even in the secular world, there is a saying all the time. Ten years ago, the father respected the son, and ten years later, the son respected the father. From this, we can see how important the younger generation is."

"So most of the people participating in the martial arts competition are young disciples of martial arts families. They represent the entire martial arts circle in Haidong City."

Regarding these serious matters, Nangong Lingyue still did not hide anything and told Lu Feng truthfully.

Lu Feng frowned slightly, still a little incomprehensible, and asked: "The younger generation won the first place and was elected as the overlord of Haidong City's martial arts circle. Will those old foxes be convinced?"

"I'm afraid even if you are convinced on the surface, you will be reluctant in your heart." Lu Feng expressed his worries.

"You are worrying too much. This Haidong City Warriors Competition has been passed down for many years."

"The number one person in the younger generation must be regarded as the overlord by all martial arts families. No family can do so in a positive and negative way. This is an ancient saying!"

"If anyone is dissatisfied, then he can let his family's young warriors defeat the overlord in the ring."

"If they can't be defeated and still make small moves secretly, then any other martial arts family can attack them in groups."

Nangong Lingyue explained to Lu Feng again, dispelling some of Lu Feng's doubts.

Lu Feng nodded. For these aristocratic families with ancient heritage, they indeed value ancient teachings very much.

"Everyone, we meet again."

Miao Zhengwu stepped forward, stood on the edge of the high platform, and raised his hands in all directions.

There was no false politeness, just a simple greeting, echoing Miao Zhengwu's consistent style.

There were no less than 3,000 people in the venue. They all raised their palms and greeted Miao Zhengwu with a smile.

"Okay, no more nonsense, now let's invite all contestants to the stage."

Miao Zhengwu acted simply and rudely, and started right away.

After the words fell, young people from many martial arts families stood up and walked towards the square arena in the middle.

"The auditions are about to begin. Everyone will come together to fight and the fittest will survive." Nangong Lingyue did not get up in a hurry, but explained to Lu Feng.

"All contestants have to go up?" Lu Feng frowned slightly.

"No, some super experts, such as players from the three major families, can advance directly."

"I will talk to you about the rest of the matter alone. Let's get through the auditions in front of you first."

After Nangong Lingyue finished speaking, she stood up slowly, and Nangong and Ze also stood up.

A total of six people from the Nangong family, including Lu Feng, also walked towards the two-meter-high square arena.

Chapter 890: Survival of the fittest!

There were hundreds of participants in this first round of auditions, which surprised Lu Feng.

The audience sitting under the stage looked at these contestants with envy.

After all, being qualified to participate in the Warriors Tournament is a manifestation of ability in itself!

Each martial arts family has a limited number of places to participate. If ordinary people want to participate, it is simply impossible.

Soon, these people all stood on the square arena.

At a rough glance, the number of people was no less than 350.

These people were divided into small groups, with people from various martial arts families standing together, and Lu Feng and six others also occupied a corner of the ring.

Lu Feng slowly scanned the field and saw Zhu Yonghao at a glance.

Zhu Yonghao and his team had as many as eight participants.

After all the contestants came on stage, Miao Zhengwu pressed his hands down, and the venue fell into silence for an instant.

"Since new warriors participate in the competition every year, I will also explain the rules of the competition."

"In the first round of auditions, a survival-of-the-fittest elimination system will be adopted. As long as those who are still on the stage within the specified time can advance directly."

"The limited time is thirty minutes. During these thirty minutes, you can attack other people, and others can also attack you."

"There are no rules and no restrictions. All warriors can fight to their heart's content."

"The number of people who have advanced is seventy-seven and forty-nine. The time and number of people will be determined by whoever comes first."

"Fighters, please get ready. In two minutes, I will beat this big drum."

Miao Zhengwu spoke very quickly, and explained the rules of the audition in full, regardless of whether the people below could understand them.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. What Miao Zhengwu said was very simple. As long as you can still stand on the stage within the limited time, you can advance directly.

That being said, how easy is it to stand safely on stage?

Warriors must fight, and when they stand on this stage, they will become enemies with each other.

The only purpose is to knock the enemy off the stage and ensure one's own position.

"I still think this is unfair. What if someone forms an alliance to deal with one of the martial arts families?" a Nangong family member behind Nangong Heze complained.

Lu Feng was a little disapproving. Being able to find people to form alliances and join forces is also a manifestation of ability.

"When it starts later, don't explode easily, lest others see through your full strength."

"In addition, we must conserve our physical strength as much as possible to cope with the subsequent promotion matches." Nangong Lingyue turned slightly to Lu Feng and whispered.

"Okay!" Lu Feng nodded slightly.

Within two minutes, all the participating martial arts family members in the ring occupied a corner of the ring and stared at each other eagerly.

In this arena, you are surrounded by enemies. Whether you can persist and not be knocked off the arena, there are many factors that will affect the final result.

Personal combat power, tacit understanding of cooperation, and luck...

"Haidong City Warriors Competition, the first round of auditions, starts now!"

When the two minutes were up, Miao Zhengwu immediately stepped forward, raised the drumstick high towards a big drum, and then smashed it down hard.

"Boom!"

An extremely dull sound, like thunder on the ground, instantly resounded throughout the Haidong Peninsula.

"Whoosh!"

In the forest in the distance, many birds were shaken and flew into the air in flocks, hiding in the distance.

As the drum beat sounded, the hearts of everyone in the audience suddenly tightened, and the atmosphere in the arena instantly became tense.

Of the three hundred and fifty people, only forty-nine people can advance. Nine out of ten people have to be eliminated, so you can imagine how tragic it will be.

This is the circle of warriors, where heroes are wiped out in great waves.

The drum beat fell, and the arena fell into a brief silence.

After all, these martial arts families have more or less contact with each other on weekdays, and they even sat together and chatted last night.

Now that we suddenly have to attack each other, it will be somewhat embarrassing.

A hint of amusement flashed at the corner of Miao Zhengwu's mouth, and he slowly put down the drumstick and said with a smile: "You must understand that forty-nine people will advance, and this is a sure thing!"

"If the time is up, the number of people standing on the stage can only be less than forty-nine, and not more than half a person."

"If they don't step down, you will step down! Why are you still hesitating?"

Miao Zhengwu scolded, and his voice rolled like muffled thunder, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Go! Fight!"

This time, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and immediately started to take action against the martial arts family around him.

In this arena, there is no mercy, no rules, no distance, only winning or losing.

Either stand on the stage or get off the stage, it's that simple.

A chaotic fight was about to break out, with more than 300 people fighting together in an instant.

For a time, there were constant sounds on the arena, and the shouts were loud.

The emotions of thousands of people below were also ignited at this moment, and they all stood up and cheered for the contestants of their own families!
To be continued...