Qin Lang did not hold back, but he also did not use the Qingyun Sword Technique again. Although the group attack method was very shocking, Qin Lang had already said that he would respect these silver-armored warriors, so he decided to use the simplest and crudest method.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Like swatting flies, each of the silver-armored warriors was swatted into the water by Qin Lang. White lights lit up from the sea one after another, sending the injured silver-armored warriors out of the ring.
Only ten breaths had passed, and all the remaining seventy or eighty silver-armored warriors had been sent out of the ring. Qin Lang was the only one left on the windy sea.
Outside the ring, the referee had been nervously watching the battle in the ring, but now, his jaw was about to drop. He originally thought that even if Qin Lang had the ability, it would take a hard fight to determine the outcome. However,
, more than a hundred silver-armored warriors, in just a few tens of breaths, were all photographed like cucumbers.
This is not a competition in the ring, it is just a ferocious tiger torturing a group of little rabbits.
On the sea, Qin Lang raised his head and shouted loudly: "Master referee, why don't you speak? Why haven't you announced the result yet?"
"Ah! Ah!" The referee immediately reacted to Qin Lang's roar, shook his dizzy head, opened the booklet in his hand, pressed his palm on No. 66, and shouted loudly
:
"Full challenge, winner, number sixty-six."
Afterwards, Qin Lang was also wrapped in a ball of white light and left the ring.
Until now, the referee's head is still dizzy. He is still confused and can't believe what he saw.
Qin Lang left the ring, landed next to the referee, patted the dull referee, and asked in a low voice: "Master referee, um, am I the winner of this ring now? What's next?"
"Ah? What did you say?" The referee shook his body suddenly, twitched, and asked loudly: "What did you just say?"
Qin Lang rolled his eyes and said, "Say, what am I going to do next? I should be considered the winner of this competition, right?"
"Oh, yes, you are the winner of this competition." The referee nodded, looked at the book in his hand, and said to Qin Lang.
"Don't worry, ours is just a primary arena. After the other primary arenas have competed for winners, the 128 silver-armored warriors who won the fastest will be automatically selected to form a new arena.
At that time, it will be the intermediate stage." The referee said to Qin Lang.
"In other words, do I still have to wait until I have gathered 128 people and then automatically group them?" Qin Lang asked.
"Yes, that's right," the referee said.
"Okay!" Qin Lang nodded. Since he had to wait, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't remember it in a hurry.
Qin Lang sat down on the ground, raised his heart to the sky, closed his eyes and rested.
Someone successfully completed the full challenge. The news quickly spread among all the junior arenas. Everyone was shocked. After all, being able to defeat more than a hundred opponents of the same level by oneself is not something that ordinary people can do.
To be able to do it, you must have a powerful strength that far exceeds opponents of the same level.
In other junior arenas, rounds of challenges were carried out in an orderly manner, and it was only after six or seven rounds that the final winner was determined. At this time, even if the final winner was won, the consumption was very huge.
And many winners also know that there is a winner of the all-round challenge waiting for them, and they can't help but feel a little uneasy in their hearts, and they are also affected to some extent.
More and more winners are competing. There are more than 30 million silver-armored warriors, and each 128 people form a primary stage, which means there are more than 200,000 primary stages.
Finally, the 128th primary stage winner was produced. When the last person was produced, these 128th winner were simultaneously enveloped in white light and sent into a wider space.
Qin Lang was one of these one hundred and twenty-eight people. When he entered the new space, he knew that he had reached the intermediate stage.
More than a hundred people stood in a ring, looking at each other as if they wanted to guess which one would be the winner of the overall challenge.
Next to Qin Lang, there was a very beautiful woman. This woman was very tall and looked similar to Qin Lang. You must know that Qin Lang is now a tall man with a height of 1.7 meters...
ah.
Of course, with Qin Lang's current cultivation level, he can completely control his height at any time, but he still likes to maintain his original height.
"This little girl is pretty good-looking and has a good figure, but her breasts are too small. Alas, she's useless!" Qin Lang glanced at the woman from the corner of his eye and sighed softly.
Who knew that this sigh would be heard by someone? What's more important is that Qin Lang's eyes happened to be on the woman's chest at this time, but someone caught him again.
"This person is so annoying, so wretched." The woman glared at Qin Lang fiercely and said angrily in her heart. She had already regarded Qin Lang as an enemy, and she would definitely deal with Qin Lang first.
"Oh, no, we were discovered." Qin Lang lamented and shouted that it was a pity. You must know that a woman's figure can be cultivated, but her appearance is difficult to change. Beauty itself is rare, and what's even more rare is that,
This beauty is also a Tianxin-level powerhouse.
It's not too late to make amends! Qin Lang quickly smiled at the woman, trying to change his bad image. Who knew that this smile would turn out to be even worse, because Qin Lang's smile was really vulgar, and what's even more terrifying was that,
His teeth were not tight, and he actually drooled when he smiled.
"Perverted, dirty gangster!" The woman labeled Qin Lang two more times, and the expression on her face was even more disgusting.
Qin Lang slowly turned his head, wanting to cry but without tears.
At this time, in the middle of the circle, the referee appeared.
"Congratulations to everyone, you are the fastest 128 winners of the junior stage. Being here shows your strength. If you become the winner of our intermediate stage, you can enter the advanced stage.
." The referee said with a smile. He looked around and the smile on his face slowly faded.
"I know that one of you is the winner of the All-League Challenge. Although I am very curious about who that person is, but suspense is the most fun. In history, the winner of the All-League Challenge
They are all capable of competing for the final championship. I’m curious to see how far you can progress. Let’s wait and see!”
The referee's eyes swept over the faces of more than a hundred people one by one, lingering briefly on some people with strong auras, but when they looked at Qin Lang, they glanced at him, as if he didn't notice Qin Lang at all.
inside.
"Damn it, am I so weak?" Qin Lang was very dissatisfied.
"It's not that you are weak, it's that you are too vulgar and don't have the temperament of a strong man." Dong Ling shook his head regretfully.
"Bullshit!" Qin Lang roared angrily.
After looking around, the referee couldn't see who was the winner of the all-round challenge. His eyes were not so vicious, so he could only shake his head regretfully.
"The rules of the competition in the intermediate arena are slightly different. First, you have to be divided into two teams, each team has sixty-four warriors. The two teams will fight until everyone in one team is eliminated. Then, if the remaining people
If it is an even number, it will be divided into two teams. If it is an odd number, one of them will have a bye, and the rest will compete equally until the last winner is determined and enters the advanced arena."
The referee's words were simple and clear. The first round of the junior stage competition was a single-body battle, while the second round of the intermediate stage competition was a group melee.
A group of silver-armored warriors from different teams who don't know each other at all form a temporary team to fight. This is a test for every silver-armored warrior. Because the comrades at this time will be grouped next time.
may become enemies.
And if more of your teammates are eliminated, it will be more difficult for you to take on the next battle.
In fact, in such a group battle, it is entirely possible to compete for the final winner in one group. In other words, if the fighters on both sides are eliminated one after another until there is only one player left on both sides, then the final winner will be
The winner of the entire intermediate level competition.
"Such a martial arts competition seems awkward at first glance." Qin Lang said secretly in his heart. Looking at the expressions on other people's faces, Qin Lang estimated that their thoughts were similar to his own.
"Okay, let's start the grouping." The referee said calmly. He raised his hand and a dense circle of white light balls appeared around his body.
"Each light ball represents a number, and no one picks one."
As soon as the referee finished speaking, all the silver-armored warriors surrounding him took action. Everyone grabbed a ball of light. After holding it in their hands, everyone's body emitted a different light. Some were white.
, some people are black.
"The odd numbers are white, the even numbers are black, and the same color is a group. The competition begins!" The referee gave the order, and as soon as the words fell, the referee disappeared.
Qin Lang looked at his body, which was emitting a black light.
"What about the beauty?" Qin Lang suddenly turned his head and found that the beauty next to him also had a black light on his body. He immediately exclaimed: "Girl, we are teammates, let me protect you."
With that said, Qin Lang flew towards the woman.
"Go away! I don't need your protection!" As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she rejected Qin Lang very domineeringly and flew further away, actually trying to avoid Qin Lang.
"Your sister, if you treat your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs, you will regret it sooner or later." Qin Lang was so angry that his teeth were itching, his eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to take off the beauty's clothes.
"Eliminate one first." A voice sounded from behind Qin Lang. It was a silver-armored warrior emitting white light who saw the opportunity and launched a sneak attack on Qin Lang.
"Go away, I'm in a bad mood!" Qin Lang didn't even look back. He reached behind and slapped the silver-armored warrior away with one slap. After screaming, there was no sound.