October 8th is the opening date of the Holy Land. Therefore, the Martial Arts League released news that all worship-level figures must return to the Xijing headquarters on October 7th for a competition to determine the quota for entering the Holy Land. If they fail to do so, they will be deemed to have given up.

Three days later, Luo Mingjian's blood knife cut through the door. A few days later, Luo Mingjian came to Tang Hao for a discussion. Tang Hao controlled the strength of the early stage of the second level of Xiantian and fought with Luo Mingjian for a long time without deciding the outcome.

Ming Jian indeed already has the ability to compete with the strong people of the second level of Xiantian. Of course, Tang Hao did not use the killing move. If he used the killing move, even if he was at the level of the early stage of the second level of Xiantian, Luo Mingjian would not be his opponent.

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Time flies very fast, October 7th arrives in a blink of an eye.

Early that morning, Luo Mingjian was dressed neatly, and he carefully inserted a high-grade Xuanbing-level sword on his back. He made an appointment with Tang Hao and others, got in a car, and headed to the headquarters of the Wu League.

The headquarters of Wumeng is located twenty miles north of Xijing. It is a huge villa, the scale of which can even be compared with Piaoyi Villa.

It is divided into many areas, and these areas are roughly the same as those in Piaoyi Villa. Of course, there are less auction areas, open mark areas, etc., and more warrior trading areas.

Everyone went straight to the arena area. This time, the Holy Land quota was placed in the arena area.

The arena area is already crowded with people, and members of various martial arts alliances are very excited. Although they have no right to participate, they can always come and watch the excitement.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A huge drumbeat sounded.

A voice shouted: "Please invite those from the Wu Meng who are qualified to participate in the competition for the Holy Land quota to come to the stage!"

After a quick glance, more than twenty people stood on the stage.

These people vary in age, some are in their fifties, some are in their seventies, and some are even middle-aged in their forties.

Tang Hao followed Luo Mingjian onto the ring.

The referee is a third-level innate powerhouse, who must have been worshiped by the Martial Alliance, but he probably entered the Holy Land a few years ago and is not eligible to enter the Holy Land again this year, so he became the referee this time.

His eyes flashed and he looked towards the twenty or so innate experts.

Suddenly he was startled, pointed at Tang Hao and asked: "Who are you? If you are not a member of the Martial Alliance, you cannot participate in this competition. Although you have reached the peak of the first level of Xiantian, the rules are the rules."

Luo Mingjian clasped his fists and said: "Xu Zongfeng, this person's name is Tang Hao. He was an A-level member of the Martial Alliance before. Now that his strength has reached the level of an innate powerhouse, it stands to reason that he can automatically become a worshiper."

Immediately there were shouts and shouts from the audience.

"What, this person is so young and is already an innate powerhouse?"

"Damn, he was just an A-level member of the Martial Alliance before. Is this the speed of upgrading like a rocket?"

"It's really irritating to see people compare to each other."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many innate experts on the stage were also stunned.

However, these innate experts only discussed it for a while and were a little surprised.

The referee took out his mobile phone to check and confirmed Tang Hao's identity.

Then he shouted again: "Please invite the directors of the Wumen League who are qualified to participate in the competition for Holy Land quotas to come to the stage!"

This time, the number of people was even greater, with nearly 50 Wumeng directors taking the stage. Of course, there were also some Wumeng directors who thought there was no hope and gave up, otherwise the number would have been even greater.

The referee confirmed the qualifications of the personnel one by one, and then said: "Now, let's start the competition for a quota at the Wu League director level. A knockout mechanism and random matching will be adopted."

There are a total of ten arenas in the Martial Alliance headquarters, which can be played at the same time. As the competition begins, warriors at the director level of the Martial Alliance begin to fight in pairs. The winner stands proudly in the arena, while the loser leaves in despair.

Gradually, only warriors who were at the peak of their energy levels and those who were half-step innate or above were left fighting there.

After another hour, the spot for this holy land was finally determined. He was defeated by a half-step innate warrior with difficulty. His opponent was also a half-step innate warrior. The two fought extremely hard. In the end, this person won the game with his resilience.

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Finally, the competition for the places in the enshrinement level began. It also adopted a knockout mechanism, but it required three rounds of eliminations to determine the first three places. Then the fourth place adopted a double-elimination system, that is, a double elimination. The second time

In the knockout round, you must win all the teams to get the only spot.

Following the drawing of lots, Tang Hao's first opponent appeared. He was a middle-aged and elderly warrior in his fifties, with peak innate strength.

The man stood on the ring and said proudly: "Boy, maybe you were a genius before, and you sang all the way amidst the praise of everyone without any hindrance. Unfortunately, this competition now is not about talent, but about strength. Defeat me."

The man used a broadsword, and the terrifying broadsword slashed at Tang Hao. He did not hold back at all, because the strength displayed by Tang Hao was at the peak of the innate first level, just like him. Although he sounded arrogant,

But in fact, they also attach great importance to their opponents, so they attack with all their strength as soon as possible.

"Haha, dongyuzhi, defeat me!"

Tang Hao casually used the "Dong Jade Finger" secret skill, "Block!" There was a loud noise, and the man couldn't control his sword and kept leaning back. He couldn't help but retreat four or five steps back.

"You are no match for me, go down."

The man was surprised and doubtful: "Humph, that's not necessarily the case. Wild Wind Slash!"

He immediately used his special move, and his whole body seemed to spin into a strong wind, and the sword slashed towards Tang Hao's head and face like a whirlwind.

Tang Hao couldn't help but be stunned. This man's martial arts skills were pretty good. He immediately pulled out the Hao Star Sword.

"Yilian Youmeng!"

A white lotus blasted towards the warrior who was slashing towards him like a whirlwind.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the person who came involuntarily fell back ten meters. Blood overflowed from his mouth. He was already a little injured. He said sadly: "I didn't expect that even though I tried my most powerful trick, I still couldn't resist it. I lost."

He reluctantly walked off the stage.

"Tang Hao wins!"

The referee shouted at the right time.

The warriors in the audience were also surprised that Tang Hao was so powerful at such a young age.

But at this moment, the warriors in several other arenas were fighting in full swing, and these warriors were watching the competition with great interest.

Tang Hao looked over and found that the strength of most warriors was at the first level of innateness, and fights between two were fierce.

There are only two arenas, and the battle has ended at this time. One is a second-level innate powerhouse, and the other is a third-level innate powerhouse. Tang Hao can't help but be curious. Luo Mingjian said before that there are two innate second-level powerhouses this year.

The strong ones are eligible to participate in the competition. It seems that something has delayed this year and they are not able to participate in this competition.

This is actually good for Luo Mingjian.

After a while, Luo Mingjian also defeated his opponent and stood on the ring.

As the battles in all eight arenas ended, the referee's voice sounded faintly: "Okay, now let's invite the remaining 8 warriors to draw lots and fight in pairs."

There were only 24 people participating this time including Tang Hao, so there was no possibility of a bye. With the emergence of the winner among these four pairs of players, there were only 12 innate warriors left on the stage.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Hao drew lots again. This time, his opponent was just a late-stage innate first-level strongman. Tang Hao knocked him down with a casual blow and fell out of the ring. The man walked to the loser area angrily.

And go.

When it came time to draw lots for the last time, Tang Hao was unlucky this time and got the only second-level innate powerhouse.

The two stood on the ring. The man was an old man in his 60s. He said with a smile: "Young man, it seems that you are unlucky today. I think your strength is at the peak of the first level of Xiantian. You are a very powerful person in the first level of Xiantian."

Character, if you don’t draw me, maybe you can get a quota for this year’s Holy Land.”

Tang Hao smiled slightly: "Maybe the result is still unknown."

The old man couldn't help but look unhappy: "Young man, your tone is quite serious. Do you think you can survive a few moves under my hands?"

Then his fingers turned into claws and he grabbed Tang Hao carelessly.

Tang Hao smiled slightly and said, "Dong Jade Finger!" He did not draw out his long sword, but only used the hole jade finger. The two of them struck each other with their fingers and claws, and the old man took two steps back.

"Good boy, your strength is indeed extraordinary. Eagle Claw Skill!"

The old man used his unique Eagle Claw technique, and his moves were inseparable from Tang Hao's vital points.

Tang Hao used the Dong Jade Finger to compete with it, and the two fought back and forth. After a quarter of an hour, Tang Hao estimated that it was almost done, and 5 rays of compressed innate energy were instantly compressed by Tang Hao and entered the Dong Jade Finger movement.

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The power of the Dongyu Finger instantly doubled, and with a loud "bang", the second-level innate old man was knocked out of the ring.

"Tang Hao wins!"

The referee immediately shouted.

The old man couldn't help but blush: "Hmph, good boy, I've been tricked by you."

He thought that Tang Hao deliberately did not use all his strength and suddenly used all his strength to trick him. However, he did not expect that Tang Hao was just teasing him.

Of course, this is just right, so as not to make people notice anything by being in the limelight.

As Tang Hao won, he immediately looked towards other arenas. Sure enough, Luo Mingjian was very lucky. Since he faced an innate second-level strongman, the only innate third-level strongman on the stage would naturally not

Unluckily, he was drawn by Luo Mingjian. He was still fighting against a strong man who was at the peak of the first level of innate skills. With the innate martial skill Blood Knife Cut given to him by Tang Hao, Luo Mingjian also won the game.

The third-level innate strong man had already stood there victorious and waited silently.

Luo Mingjian chuckled and walked to Tang Hao's side: "Little friend Tang, I would like to thank you very much this time. Without the blood sword slashing martial arts, I might not be able to easily defeat the strong men at the same level as me."

"Mr. Luo, what did you say? Didn't you also help me a lot?"

The two of them were polite, and then they both relaxedly watched the remaining 21 innate experts compete for the only spot.

Not surprisingly, the innate second-level expert who was defeated by Tang Hao finally defeated all the players and won the last spot.
To be continued...