Chapter 2750 Chang Sheng

Powerful martial nations such as Ziyan and Liguo can only be ranked second, and they are not qualified to squeeze into the core area. This invisibly reflects the cruel laws of the martial arts world. The power is supreme, and the strong is respected. !

After the warriors from all sides arrived, the elders of the City Lord's Mansion immediately got up and announced the rules of the competition.

"Everyone! I would like to represent the Lord of the City, and welcome all colleagues to participate in this Tianfeng Martial Arts Tournament. Next is the time for the official competition. I hope you will perform well. Now I announce the rules of the competition!"

The elder of the City Lord's Mansion spoke in a deep voice, and the voice was mixed with spiritual power, and it resounded over the square like thunder.

"The first round, group competitions! Ten warriors are randomly selected from each group, and the internal cycle is carried out. The best record advances to the second round!"

As the words spread, a fanatical exclamation immediately sounded in the square!

Countless warriors can't wait to see the next exciting competition.

"Sure enough, the rules of this first round are no different from previous years." The Lord Canglan nodded slowly.

"Everyone, you are all the martial arts hopes of Canglan Nation. I hope you will give full play to your performance!" Canglan Nation Master took a deep breath and encouraged everyone.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, we will do our best for the Canglan Nation!"

Under the leadership of Jiang Tian, eight warriors lined up to participate in a random draw.

"Hey! Which Martial State is this, why only eight people came?"

"Still need to ask, of course it is the small country of Canglan."

As soon as they walked out of the table, they heard a sneer, and several warriors from Lifeng Nation were disdainful, and their eyes were slightly confused.

"It turns out to be a warrior from Canglan Nation!" Another group of warriors also cast disdainful eyes, it was a warrior from Ziyan Nation.

"Hehe, what happened to Canglan Nation, how did it fall to this level? Isn't it possible that even ten of their younger generation can't make up?"

"How is it possible? No matter how bad the martial arts country is, it is impossible to get ten people. I think there must be a reason for this!" Another Ziyan country warrior shook his head and said.

"Oh! What do you think is the reason?" asked a companion with a frown.

"If I guessed correctly, hehe, it should be that their martial arts level is too bad, and the other two can't get on the table at all, so they won't come directly!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone burst into a shrill laughter upon hearing this.

"Hahahaha! It seems that the warriors of Canglan Nation are very self-aware!"

"The two knew that they were inadequate and were afraid of embarrassment, so they didn't come directly!"

"A martial arts country can't even collect ten decent warriors. Alas, it's really hard for them!"

"Hahahaha!"

The warriors of Ziyan Country laughed loudly, and their words were full of ridicule and contempt.

The warriors of Canglan Country were furious upon hearing this, their faces were extremely ugly!

"Unreasonable!"

"Warriors of Ziyan Nation, don't be mad!"

"See you in the ring if you have the ability!"

Mo Gaoxuan, the third prince Dugulie, Yu Chen and others fought back coldly, full of anger.

"See you in the ring? Huh, when you are in the ring, you will only be beaten to cry and cry!"

"The martial arts level of the mere Canglan Nation is not worthy of giving us Ziyan Nation shoes!"

The warriors of the Ziyan Kingdom frowned and scolded them mercilessly.

At this moment, a disciple of the Ziyan Kingdom with pale skin and cold eyebrows suddenly said: "I heard that there is a warrior named Jiang Tian in your Canglan Kingdom. I wonder if he has come this time?"

His eyes swept across Mo Gaoxuan, the third prince, and Yu Chen and others, as if looking for a target.

"Ok?"

The warrior of Canglan Country frowned, surprised.

As a large-scale martial arts country with a great reputation, Ziyan Country, their top genius, can call Jiang Tian's name in one go, which is really surprising.

"I am Jiang Tian!"

Contrary to the other party's expectation, only a Xuanyang realm martial artist responded.

"Xuanyang Realm... late?"

The Jianmei disciple of Ziyan Kingdom frowned, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Very well, I remember you! But you finally started praying, don't let me run into you in the next competition, otherwise...huh!"

Disciple Jianmei's face sank, the cold light in his eyes flashed away!

The warriors of Canglan Nation couldn't help frowning.

"Jiang Tian, do you know this person?" Mo Gaoxuan asked with a frown.

"I don't know, I have never seen him." Jiang Tian said, shaking his head.

"I don't know, then why can he call your name directly and look hostile to you?" Xiang Lanxue looked at Jiang Tian with a look of concern.

If anyone at the scene cares about Jiang Tian most, then there is nothing more than the daughter of the Tianjiao of the Xiang family.

Jiang Tian frowned slightly, and said in a thoughtful tone: "Perhaps, it's because of some previous grievances."

"Previous grievances?" Xiang Lanxue's eyes jumped, a little surprised.

At this time, Jiang Tian had actually guessed some reason.

He only went to Ziyan Country once, and it was the city of Shunyang where he went to find Yun Xianghan and visited.

In addition, he has nothing to do with the warriors of Ziyan Country.

It's just that the young man in front of him is not the martial artist of the Ziyan country he has come into contact with.

This person, or a distant relative of a certain family in Shunyang City, learned what he had done in Shunyang City, so he remembered it and prepared to take the opportunity to retaliate.

Except for this reason, he really couldn't think of other possibilities.

"You are overconfident."

Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, a bit of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he withdrew his gaze and ignored the other party.

"Huh! A mere Xuanyang Realm junior, I want to see, what are you capable of?"

The Jianmei youth of Ziyan Nation's face sank, and a ray of cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Chang Sheng, do you know the warriors of this small country of Canglan?"

"He only has the strength of the late Xuanyang Stage, how did he get selected through the Canglan Nation?"

"Huh! There is really no one in Canglan Country! It's fine if you don't have ten people together, and you have to force a junior of the late Xuanyang realm to count. It really makes people laugh!"

Many fighters of the Ziyan Nation shook their heads and sneered, casting disdainful eyes at Jiang Tian, and also expressed deep contempt for the other Canglan Nation fighters.

"I don't know him, it's just a branch of my family, and I have had a grudge with him."

"That's it!"

"Hehe, if you run into it, wouldn't this kid be out of luck?"

Everyone shook their heads and laughed, confident and full of confidence in Chang Sheng.

"Chang Sheng? The Chang family of Shunyang City... as expected!" Jiang Tian understood this, but his expression was still very disdainful.

At this moment, another team of warriors was striding here.

These ten people are full of momentum, the eyebrows are full of proud color, walking among the people, giving people a feeling of standing out from the crowd.