Tianyuan College's peak inner valley has long been a crowded place, but today it was overcrowded due to the freshman assembly. Noisy voices echoed into the sky, but the one hundred and eight seats in the void were unusually quiet.
In the six directions of the huge stone arena, six ancient trees tower into the clouds. On the canopy of the canopy, there is a huge war drum. The drum skin is made from the inner skin of a tango snake. It is densely covered with cloud-like markings, with a yellow-brown stripe in the middle. The markings run almost across the entire drum.
Next to the war drum, there are six figures, all holding vajra wooden drumsticks. They are wearing costumes, representing that they are from the six lines.
The scorching sun cast thousands of golden rays in the sky and shone on everyone's faces. A white-haired old man walked into the ring with a cane. He smiled slightly at the one hundred and eight senior masters, and then looked around with a pair of dark brown eyes. In all directions, the breath converged and nothing could be seen. A loud and powerful voice came out of the mouth and said: "Start."
Six loud noises rang out, and the heavy sound collided with the cliff. The cliff suddenly turned into a cowhide drum. Only a rumble was heard, like thunder, which made the surrounding air immediately become hot.
The sound of the drum continued to echo, and when it stopped, the white-haired old man cleared his throat, his muddy face was covered with wrinkles, as if it were traces of time, his chin was raised high, and his eyes were filled with joy, and he said : "I was invited by the dean of the external college to host this freshmen meeting."
Then, he looked at everyone with more expectant eyes and said: "You are the new blood of the college. In the future, you will also become the backbone of the college, and this conference will select the best three from you." People come to accept the gifts given to you by the academy. Those who have been eliminated should not be discouraged. This failure should be taken as a lesson, and you need to practice harder in the future."
The old man paused, stared ahead and said: "The rules this time are extremely simple. The last three people on the stage are the winners, and they can continue the challenge, leaving only one person as the final winner. However, you are not allowed to carry pills. High If a spiritual weapon or talisman card is entered, once it is discovered, the qualification will be deprived of the competition."
"In the arena, you are not allowed to make fatal blows, but you can stay together as a team. You should adapt to the situation and try to eliminate the people around you. Only in this way can you stand at the end, so everyone, let's fight!"
When the last word fell, countless figures rushed into the ring in the light film. In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of figures standing on the ring. After a while, there were hundreds more people. When the last person poured into the light film, The number of people stopped at a thousand.
A thousand figures stood in the arena, and everyone was shoulder to shoulder, squeezing the huge place to the limit. Suddenly, a mysterious light array appeared on the ground of the arena. The light was flowing, and both sides of the arena were visible to the naked eye. extended at a certain speed. When it expanded to a certain position, the light array stopped running instantly and then disappeared into the air.
Everyone rushed back one after another, and from this moment on, a chaotic battle was about to break out.
In an instant, in the northeast corner of the ring, a series of fist shadows shot out towards a thin figure. The man was caught off guard and was knocked off the ring in just a moment. At this moment, everyone was on extreme alert, but the situation was already in chaos. The Dao Spirit Technique hit the people around them, but those people also used their spiritual techniques to defend themselves, but many people were still blasted out of the ring.
In the void, deep eyes looked at the chaotic scene on the ring. Among them, the thirty-six figures on the futon at the bottom were talking about each other, and the content of what they said was vaguely visible.
"Brother Yuan, how is the battle situation of that boy you have been thinking about so much?" A middle-aged man in robes looked at the silver-haired old man and said with a smile.
"Yes, fellow Taoist Yuan, I, Li Lu, was the first to fall in love with me. I didn't even think about it, but you got there first. I'm really angry." An old man said, completely ignoring his own image, blowing his beard and glaring.
The silver-haired old man frowned slightly and couldn't help but snorted a few times. The aura around him solidified and said, "How can I have such an opportunity? It's up to you to see that kid."
He pointed to the southeast direction of the ring, and the two people looked towards him, and saw a young man in green shirt with white light protecting his body. His body and mind moved, and his punch was as heavy as a thunderbolt, sending the person flying several feet away and falling directly out of the ring.
Then he took another step to blast away the two entangled eighth-level people again. The whole process was extremely smooth.
"It seems that his strength has improved a lot. Perhaps he has reached the ninth level of vitality." The man in the robe said.
"That's how vicious this old man's vision is, but he has no chance with me!" The silver-haired old man sighed heavily.
The man named Li Lu looked at this scene, and at the same time he felt relieved but also felt a trace of sadness. He comforted him and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuan, there are many talented people in our country, why don't you know your talent?"
The silver-haired old man shook his head and said nothing, his eyes swept away and stopped on Lin Zixuan.
Two hours have passed since the chaotic battle, and nearly 200 figures have been eliminated. Everyone on the field is above the eighth level of health. Moreover, people with low strength have begun to form a group, and those who are higher than them have been eliminated.
, that group of people became even more unstoppable, and all the spiritual techniques gathered together to continuously sweep away the single figures.
Another hour passed, and there were only a few single figures in the scene. A red figure held a long whip in her hand, and fierce spiritual energy rolled out. In an instant, she shattered the light shield condensed by a group of people. She stamped her jade foot.
, soared into the sky, the whip roared like lightning, and three shocking whip shadows flashed out.
With her long wavy golden hair hanging loose, she shouted angrily: "Three whips of blue light!"
With a crackling sound, the group of about ten people in the eighth stage of health were beaten to pieces, instantly turning into a mess. When the woman saw this, a strong blue wind rushed out, like a pair of big hands, and blasted them all out of the ring.
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Everyone on the stage took a breath of cold air and secretly exclaimed: "The peak of the ninth level of blood energy!!"
At another place, a man in black robe looked around with eagle eyes. A team led by a person with ninth-level blood energy walked slowly towards them. Among them, there were nearly fifteen people with eighth-level blood energy. The man with ninth-level blood energy drank it with one drink, and many souls
The five-colored light of Dharma struck at the man in black robe.
The black-robed man's ears vibrated, and he shook hands with a black iron giant sword, flying in the air. Within a radius of one foot, the sword energy enveloped him, and it was extremely fierce, defeating all the spiritual techniques. Suddenly, a murderous intention surged.
Between heaven and earth, those people were shocked. It was the ultimate edge in the world, and it was the aura of killing.
The ninth level man turned pale with horror and said in a trembling voice: "No...impossible, killing element."
The man in black robe was indifferent, flipping upside down in the air, and suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows with his sword, Changhong, and rushed towards everyone. The power of this sword was enough to shake people's souls!
The crowd was unable to stop them, and the condensed formation collapsed. The man in black robe shook his arm, raised his sword flat to his chest, and the sword edge shot out of the air and stabbed everyone. The group of people were shaken out of the ring by the sword's light.
In the southeast corner of the arena, a team was led by three people of the ninth level of blood energy, followed by more than 40 people of the eighth level of blood energy, walking in a square step towards the young man in green shirt. Among them, the first three people had a fierce look in their eyes.
, this lonely figure is exactly their long-planned goal! (To be continued)