A competition involving hundreds of thousands of people should not be so careless.
You must know that no matter how powerful a warrior is, if he is the first to take the stage and hundreds of thousands of people engage in a wheel-and-wheel battle, he will eventually be forced to lose to his opponent due to exhaustion. This is not fair in itself.
After thinking of this, Zhou Yuan felt a little more alert.
From the strange conversation between Feng Quanzi and Jiang Ziyue at Feng Mo Sect, to the Lingxi Swamp, news spread one after another that a large number of warriors gathered in Zeman City.
Zhou Yuan felt that many places were full of deliberateness, as if someone was manipulating the course of a certain event.
After the registration deadline, it was reported that the number of warriors who signed up this time was as high as 790,000.
Warriors from the seven surrounding states gather here. These 790,000 warriors are all warriors at the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. If there is not the hard condition of reaching the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, there will be even more warriors who may sign up.
At the same time, Zhou Yuan did not expect that he would compete with warriors from many states so soon.
However, while other warriors were excited and looking forward to it, Zhou Yuan was more sober than anyone else.
Soon, the real competition comes.
On this day, a piece of news spread quickly in the city.
Those strong men passed down the order and announced the location of the competition. It was not in Zeman City, but between the 100,000 Mountains outside Zeman City.
Compared with the inside of the city, the outside of the city is naturally wider.
After hearing the news, almost all the warriors moved out together, left the city and headed to the designated area.
Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of warriors soared into the sky over the city, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and the scene was spectacular.
The warriors left, and the entire Zeman City instantly became deserted.
Zhou Yuan left Su Ruobing in the mansion and asked her to concentrate on practicing the Qing Ning Wen Xian Jue. He followed Jiang Ziyue and other Feng Mo Sect disciples to the Shiwan Mountain outside the city.
At this time, the Hundred Thousand Mountains were already occupied by a large number of warriors.
In the central area, there is a huge square, which is as big as a city.
The square has been temporarily filled with arenas.
Looking around, there are five thousand arenas, neat and orderly.
Various magic circles have been placed between the arenas to reinforce the arena and prevent it from falling apart during the fight.
There are 790,000 warriors. Even if there are 5,000 arenas, each arena will have to go through at least 158 battles. It is obvious that the rules have changed again. The 5,000 most powerful people must be selected first, and then
Deciding the final thousand people from among five thousand people still carries a huge burden.
The competition has not officially started yet, and many people are waiting among the mountains.
As the sky in the distance suddenly flew over a dozen streams of light, everyone looked up one after another, their expressions shining brightly.
"The strongest among the twelve forces is here."
"Their arrival means that the competition will begin soon."
Many people talked to each other, their faces full of expectation and excitement.
What's more, everyone is full of envy, because the strong ones among the twelve forces are all strong in the Dragon Spirit Realm.
Among them, those with the lowest cultivation level are all at the fifth level of the Dragon Spirit Realm, while those with the highest cultivation levels have reached the peak of the ninth level of the Dragon Spirit Realm.
It is said that above the Dragon Spirit Realm, there is also the Dragon Transformation Realm.
And these strong men among the twelve forces have now become the idols in everyone's heart, because they united together, broke into the ant demon's nest, and opened up the passage to Lingxi Swamp. Without them, there would be no one.
Can enter the ruins battlefield.
Zhou Yuan also raised his head and looked at those powerful men. One of them was very familiar to him. That man was dressed in gray robes, had gray hair, and had a ruddy complexion. He was none other than Feng Quanzi, one of the nine great elders of Feng Mo Sect.
Those dozen people stood proudly in the sky, looking down at the heroes, attracting everyone's attention.
"Everyone..."
At this moment, a middle-aged man in black with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked out from among the dozen or so people.
His rumbling voice actually produced terrifying sound waves, causing the hundreds of thousands of mountains below to faintly shake.
At this moment, the noise of 790,000 people present came to an abrupt end.
The middle-aged man in black above saw that the people below him had calmed down, and then he showed a look of satisfaction. He continued: "For this competition, we have made another temporary decision, that is, the number of places to enter the ruins this time, we will start from one thousand.
people, the grace limit is extended to 5,000 people.”
"It is also to give everyone the opportunity to listen to the lessons taught by the incarnation of the emperor. After you enter, the incarnation of the emperor will select five hundred people each."
Upon hearing this, everyone at the scene suddenly became excited.
The number of people entering the ruins has been increased from 1,000 to 5,000, which means more opportunities will be created.
This was undoubtedly good news, and the scene almost got out of control for a while.
You must know that many warriors outside are striving for opportunities, and the two incarnations of the emperor in the ruins are also competing with each other. They each teach 500 people. In the end, whoever has more warriors with more breakthroughs in cultivation will be the winner.
Of course, some people think that the strong ones among the twelve forces are giving them a chance.
At the same time, there are also people who smell the benefits from this.
Because to enter the ruins, you must first pass through the ant demon nest passage they opened, take the safe passage, and pay tolls.
The twelve forces can collect 50 million spiritual stones from 500 people, and 1000 people are equivalent to 100 million spiritual stones.
And if the number of people is extended from 1,000 to 5,000, that would be 500 million.
Five hundred million spiritual stones, that is an astonishing number.
I have to say that the strong ones among these twelve forces are really good at harvesting.
However, the middle-aged man in black finally said something very conscientious, "In this competition, until the point is reached, you will be considered a winner if you knock the opponent off the ring. You are not allowed to hurt the opponent's life, otherwise you will be disqualified."
Upon hearing this, there was an uproar at the scene.
If there were no such regulations, many people would probably be bold enough to kill indiscriminately in the ring.
In order to enter the ruins, 790,000 people killed each other, resulting in 785,000 people dying tragically. This is not advisable.
Therefore, hitting it till the end is undoubtedly the toughest condition for this competition.
"Okay, let's start the competition. Let's all choose the arena of our choice and perform well." The middle-aged man in black finally showed a smile, full of weirdness.
But no one would pay so much attention, and they all walked towards their favorite arena.
"You, follow me." Among the crowd, Jiang Ziyue pointed at Zhou Yuan and said softly.
Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, could Jiang Ziyue want him to help him attack?
Although he was unwilling in his heart, Zhou Yuan still suppressed his anger and followed him for the sake of Su Ruobing.
It now seems that the arena filled with 5,000 people has a purpose, which is to determine the final 5,000 people after 158 battles.
Jiang Ziyue took Zhou Yuan to the 365th arena.
Here, they met two people.
"See the Saint."
He was a slightly fat man who was very respectful to Jiang Ziyue.
"How many people did you send from Black Xuan Sect this time?" Jiang Ziyue asked.
The fat man immediately said: "Twenty people were sent."
"Then the black magpie is here?"
"Hei Que didn't come. I'm afraid you don't know, Saint. Black Que died half a month ago. According to witnesses, he had a big fight with a strong man named Xing Yun outside and was unfortunately killed in the end.
." said the slightly fat man.
"He was actually killed. Who is this Xingyu?" Jiang Ziyue looked suspicious.
The slightly fat man glanced at Zhou Yuan behind Jiang Ziyue, and then shook his head slightly. He was a little suspicious of Zhou Yuan, but he did not recognize Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan also looked at the fat man with calm eyes and remained calm.
This slightly fat man was probably a senior member of the Black Xuan Sect, and the Black Xuan Sect was a subsidiary of the Feng Mo Sect, so he was naturally very respectful to Jiang Ziyue.
The black magpie died in his hands, and the name he released was Xingyun, but his name is not too loud now. In addition, the black magpie died at that time, and all the followers of the black magpie escaped overnight.
, fearing being held accountable, most of them did not return to Heixuanmen.
Next to the fat man, there was a young man standing. He stared at Jiang Ziyue with a look of lust on his face.
"It turns out that this is the saint of your Feng Mo Sect. She was born with the beauty of heaven and earth." The young man smiled evilly and looked at Jiang Ziyue's curvy figure unscrupulously.
"Excuse me, you are..." Jiang Ziyue looked at the young man.
The fat middle-aged man next to him said: "Let me introduce you, this is Zhan Yu, the holy son of the Zhan family, from Hongzhou."
"Hongzhou, Zhan family, I've heard a little bit about it." Jiang Ziyue acted very calmly and was not very interested in this Zhan Yu.
Zhan Yu still stared at Jiang Ziyue, "Miss Jiang, I have heard of you before I came here. The legendary beauty is indeed extraordinary. Can you please honor me and have a long talk with me?"
"Okay, how do you want to talk about it?" Jiang Ziyue showed disdain on her face.
Zhan Yu thought he had an opportunity and quickly said: "We can talk about whatever we want, it's best to find a place where no one is around and let's communicate in a simple and in-depth way."
Jiang Ziyue felt disgusted by Zhan Yu's words of tiger and wolf.
"Now is the time for the competition and selection. There is no such leisure and elegance. I think you should not focus on this. The more important thing is to maintain your condition and perform well in the ring." Jiang Ziyue refused.
"No, I am the holy son of the Zhan family after all. You are willing to reject such an outstanding person like me?"
Zhan Yu refused to give up.
"Mr. Zhan, can you be more serious?" The fat man also looked displeased.
"Humph, what's serious? Only hypocritical people can be serious. That's false seriousness. If I'm so frank and frank, Miss Jiang, you won't like me, right?"
With that said, Zhan Yu took a step forward and was about to touch Jiang Ziyue.
"Zhou Yuan, kill him for me."
Jiang Ziyue showed a ruthless look on her face. She was already very polite to Zhan Yu, but the other party kicked her nose in the face. She, Jiang Ziyue, was not someone to be trifled with, so she directly ordered Zhou Yuan.
However, Zhou Yuan was as if he was watching a show and was not moved at all. He had no reason to help Jiang Ziyue.
However, Jiang Ziyue still walked behind Zhou Yuan, and Zhan Yu looked at Zhou Yuan, with a fierce look on his face, "Boy, I don't care who you are, get out of here right now, if you offend me, I will make it impossible for you to eat."
Walk around."
"Can't eat and walk around?" Jiang Ziyue sneered, "Don't forget, this is Jiangzhou, not your Hongzhou. If the strong dragon can't defeat the local snake, who do you think you are? You dare to take advantage of this girl's idea.
?”
"I'm the holy son of the Zhan family. I can play with whoever I want. It's your honor to give you a chance. Why don't you come over and lick my toes?"
This Zhan Yu is obviously used to being arrogant and domineering, and no one takes him seriously.
"enough!"
Just when Zhan Yu was showing off his power, the fat man from Heixuanmen immediately scolded him, showing an angry look.
Originally, the Feng Mo Sect was invited to make good friends with the Zhan family, and the person who introduced him was Heixuan Sect. However, Zhan Yu obviously had no intention of making good friends, and he treated Jiang Ziyue unscrupulously like this. The fat man had a general.
He planned to send it back.
Hearing the scolding, Zhan Yu's face immediately showed a look of fear. The Zhan family did not send many people this time, and they had to rely on the Feng Mo Sect and the Black Xuan Sect in many cases.
The elders of the Zhan family handed him over to the fat man, and he had to obey the fat man's orders.
"Zhou Yuan, right? When the competition is over, I will make you disappear from this world." Zhan Yu immediately turned his attention to Jiang Ziyue, "And you, Jiang Ziyue, wash me up at night and wait.
I said I would communicate with you in depth and in simple terms, so I won’t break my promise.”
After saying that, Zhan Yu turned around and left.
Jiang Ziyue then looked at Zhou Yuan angrily, "I just asked you to kill him, are you deaf?"
"If you want me to kill you, I'll kill you. Why?" Zhou Yuan glanced at her, "Don't forget that we are enemies or not friends. The enemy of my enemy is a friend. So Zhan Yu is obviously my friend.
"
"You..." Jiang Ziyue was so angry that she was shaking all over, "I think you don't want Su Ruobing to live."
Zhou Yuan sneered disdainfully, "I will help you for Su Ruobing, but only when your life is in danger, not now."
Su Ruobing will only be implicated when Jiang Ziyue dies, so as long as Jiang Ziyue is still alive, no matter what happens to the other party, it has nothing to do with him.
