"This time, none of the nine first-level heavenly gods we are going to participate in the ranking match, including me, are good at consciousness attacks. Let's not talk about the strength of Jian Wushuang. His consciousness attacks can indeed give us more power.
A lot of help is coming." Long Hao said.
"In this case, Jian Wushuang..." Master Qing looked at Jian Wushuang, "You have to prepare well in these three months. In three months, you will go with Long Hao and the others to participate in the ranking battle of the first-level heavenly gods. Be sure to win
Win that ranking match."
"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded.
"Jian Wushuang, you have also communicated with me more in the past three months. Thank you for your understanding. When the ranking battle comes, we will have a better understanding of our cooperation." Long Hao said with a smile.
"Okay." Jian Wushuang did not refuse.
The last quota for the competition has been decided, and the geniuses around them have also dispersed.
As for Wu Chao, he could only take Dong Ao away in despair.
On the way back.
"Jian Wushuang, you are so good, yet you never show your true strength." Wu Cang looked at Jian Wushuang strangely.
"It's not necessary." Jian Wushuang shook his head, "I will not stay in Feixue Dojo forever, I am just a passer-by. As long as I get what I want, I will leave, and in the process, no one
It’s necessary to be too showy, even if it’s a ranked battle, if I don’t need to take action, I won’t take action.”
"You are really low-key." Wu Cang smiled bitterly and said: "It's okay if you don't take action now, but you must take action in the ranking battle. After all, in terms of strength, the first-level heavenly gods of my Feixue Dojo this year are as good as
Compared to the World Divine Palace, it is still inferior. If you don't take action, there will be little suspense in this battle."
"Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion. When it's time to take action, I will take action." Jian Wushuang said.
"That's good." Wu Cang didn't say any more.
In the next three months, Jian Wushuang also communicated with Long Hao and other geniuses participating in the ranking competition to understand each other's strengths.
Occasionally, when someone asks him to fight and learn from each other, he usually won't refuse, but he never uses his true strength.
He is very low-key in Feixue Dojo and is not ostentatious at all.
The reason for this is for his own consideration. He is worried that if his talent is too amazing, the senior management of Feixue Dojo will find out about it and will use some means to find a way to keep him in Feixue Dojo, so he tries not to cause any trouble.
Too many people's attention.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the once-in-10,000-year ranking competition finally kicked off.
Feixue Dojo and Kaishen Palace are the two genius concentration camps recognized by Feixue Kingdom, and the ranking battle between the two is naturally quite eye-catching.
In a huge and boundless martial arts field, countless strong men gathered here.
In the Feixue Holy Realm, some big forces and big families have sent strong men to observe this ranking battle.
On the stand directly above the martial arts arena, two thrones stood side by side, with one person sitting on each throne.
One of these two people was an old man wearing a fiery red robe and with fiery red hair. The old man had a plain face, but he was not angry. There was a faint aura of incomparable violence from him. He sat there,
But Jian Wushuang felt like a ball of flame that could burn everything in the world.
The other person has short black hair and a stern face. A black light is faintly flashing in his eyes, like a gem. He is sitting there, and his whole person is like a dark vortex, boundless and unfathomable.
"How terrible!"
"What a scary two people."
Jian Wushuang stood in the crowd and couldn't help but raise his head to glance at the two people, but he couldn't help but feel a hint of horror in his heart.
"The strength of the aura of those two people is far beyond what the world gods can compare to. Not surprisingly, they are already superior to the world gods!" Jian Wushuang murmured.
"Indeed." The Gu King in Jian Wushuang's body also said, "Both of these two people have exceeded the category of world gods and have reached a new level. In the eternal chaotic world, even among the top ten core
In the Holy Land of Cultivation, he is already a truly powerful person, but he is still not a powerful person. Compared with King Luo Zhen, the founder of the Star Lineage, he is still far behind."
"Even though he is not a powerful person, killing me is just a matter of breath." Jian Wushuang laughed at himself.
"Jian Wushuang."
Wu Cang, who was standing next to Jian Wushuang, opened his mouth, pointed at the cold man in the stands who was like a dark whirlpool, and said: "That is Master Ji Pavilion. Among the strong people I know, he is the only one who has ever gone to the top ten.
He has traveled to the Holy Land of Cultivation, and only he knows the route to get there."
"Is he the Master of Ji Pavilion?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.
In the stands, the master of Ji Pavilion was having a casual conversation with the fiery red-haired old man from Kaishen Palace.
"Master Jiguan, our Kaijin Palace has already won five ranking matches. If we win again this time, then there will be no need to continue ranking matches in the future. It is not interesting at all. You Feixue Dojo
, no longer qualified to be our opponent in the Divine Palace." The fiery red-haired old man said indifferently.
"You are not qualified to be an opponent? How dare you say that!" Master Ji's voice turned cold, "This year's ranking battle, I, Feixue Dojo, will definitely win."
"You look very confident, don't you?" the red-haired old man said with a smile.
"Of course." Master Ji looked confident.
"You were so confident last time, but you couldn't win even one of the last three ranking matches at Feixue Dojo, and this time... haha!" The fiery red-haired old man smiled lightly, but there was a hint of ridicule in his words.
Everyone can hear it.
"Hmph, if our Feixue Dojo fails to win this term, I will kill all the deacons in Feixue Dojo!" Master Ji's murderous intent was like a rainbow. Then he glanced at the first deacon next to him, Mr. Qing, and ordered:
"Go and call all the golden-robed deacons from my Feixue Dojo."
"Yes." Master Qing responded, and then conveyed the order.
"Jian Wushuang, Master Ji Pavilion asked us to come over. You should also go to Long Hao's place and make preparations early." Wu Cang said.
"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.
And soon, this much-anticipated ranking battle officially began.
The three ranking battles start from the high ground of the realm. In this first ranking battle, those three-level heavenly gods will appear.
Feixue Dojo and Kaishen Palace each sent ten third-level heavenly gods to participate in the battle. A total of twenty third-level heavenly gods soon arrived at the center of the martial arts field.
There, there is a huge space wormhole.
"Let's get started!"
The leader of Ji Pavilion in the stands waved his hand, and immediately the three-level heavenly gods from Feixue Dojo and Kaishin Palace stepped directly into the wormhole in space.