The third update on the fourth day is completed. Tsk tsk. In the cold winter months, I stay up late and write until one or two o'clock every day. This is not done by humans. My hands and feet are frozen. Unfortunately, there is no air conditioning. Oh, it's a bit miserable. Please break out.
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In the intense competition, day after day, many talents gathered on the top of Xuanyuan Mountain the next day.
Following the instructions of the old man in purple, Ye Chen, Huang Feng and six other players came to the center of the venue, the largest stage, and lined up one by one to listen to the old man in purple.
Ye Chen looked down the stage and saw that the auditorium below was filled with darkness and people's heads were shaking. On the hillside in the distance, there were still people looking up. Although there were no seats, there was no need to pay the viewing fee.
In the distance, the 18 eliminated talented contestants were sitting in the rest area, looking at the six people who had enjoyed everyone's attention. Their faces were gloomy, some clenched their fists, their faces full of anger, and some had cold eyes with murderous intent looming on them.
At the temple at the back of the mountain, there are several high slopes, shrouded in indifferent clouds and mist. There are faint shadows of people moving inside, watching the people on the battlefield.
After many layers of selection, the top geniuses from 72 Islands will enter the final battle!
"Now, it's time for a free challenge!" The old man in purple shirt looked around the audience and said, "Who will be the first to challenge!"
"I!"
"I!"
"I'll go first!"
Several voices below sounded almost in no particular order.
The old man in purple shirt looked as usual, raised his hand and pointed at one of the young men in white shirt, and said calmly: "Huang Baijing of Xiyue Island, who are you challenging?" His voice was calm, but there was an unquestionable majesty that made many contestants dare not
Many voices.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. The power of the purple-shirted old man had probably reached the level of a god. If you put it outside, he would be a ten thousand level strong man!
At this time, the selected young man in white took a step forward, stood in the air, looked at Ye Chen on the stage with a cold expression, and said solemnly: "I want to challenge him!"
Ye Chen frowned slightly.
The old man in purple shirt glanced at Ye Chen, nodded and said: "Okay! Then ask the other players to step aside and wait for the challenge!" After saying that, he took the lead to exit the martial arts stage, and glanced at the clouds and mist in the distance.
Inside, there seemed to be a few eyes with piercing eyes, seeing everything in the room.
After the old man in purple shirt left, the rest of the people also exited. Huang Feng told Ye Chen: "Come on!"
Ye Chen nodded slightly.
Whoosh!
In the distance, Huang Baijing flew over and landed on the martial arts platform. He turned his palm and a spear slid down. He pointed at Ye Chen in the distance, his eyes were cold and a bit cold and arrogant: "You are 36 islands outside the sea.
A person who dares to occupy the third position of honor, I’ll give you a chance, get out of here, I won’t hurt you!”
Before Ye Chen could speak, there were several angry shouts.
"Despicable thing!"
"This piece of fat was actually robbed by him!"
"hateful!"
In the genius rest area, seven or eight people saw the old man in purple shirt choosing Huang Baijing. They didn't dare to say anything at the time. After the old man in purple shirt left, they immediately started cursing without hiding their voices, so that even some people with strong physiques could hear it.
clear.
Huang Baijing sneered, then looked up at Ye Chen and said proudly: "Let's do it!"
The gentle breeze blew through Ye Chen's black hair...
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Huang Baijing. There was no emotion in his dark eyes, like looking at a cold dead object. He put one hand behind his back and walked out step by step towards Huang Baijing. From that look, he looked completely different.
As if about to fight.
However, the old man in purple shirt in the distance focused his eyes on Ye Chen. He saw that he was walking steadily. Every time he took a step, the evil energy in his body became stronger and his momentum increased sharply. When he walked out of ten
As he walked, Ye Chen's clothes were filled with a fiery red smell like smoke, causing the temperature of the whole place to rise slowly...
Huang Baijing, who originally had a sneer on his lips, suddenly became solemn. He slowly tightened his grip on the spear in his hand and was ready to go. The majestic energy in his body was condensed on the tip of the spear, which was filled with sharp cold air. It was three inches above the ground.
But it broke the ground, showing how powerful it is!
Ye Chen looked at Huang Baijing coldly, and slowly raised his palm. The rich energy gathered in his palm, and slowly condensed a flaming sword. A raging flame burned all over his body, and the ground under his feet gradually began to melt.
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Huang Baijing's face changed slightly. In his eyes, Ye Chen's body seemed to grow taller with every step he took. Until the end, he was like a giant, covering the sky and the sun. His majestic and powerful momentum made people feel insignificant and couldn't help but bite.
Gritting her teeth, knowing that she could not drag it on any longer, she moved her figure and rushed towards Ye Chen!
Bang!
In front of Huang Baijing, the ground suddenly exploded, and a fire dragon sprang out from it and attacked Huang Baijing's chin. This sudden scene shocked him. Ye Chen didn't know when, but he had melted the ground and was on the battlefield.
After doing some tricks, he quickly straightened up, jumped up high, swung his spear, and blew off the head of the fire dragon. With a slight stir, the force exploded and tore the fire dragon apart!
After Ye Chen looked at it for a while, he realized that this person already had the second-level battle strength of King Grade. He clenched his sword tightly, and the ground beneath his feet exploded, and a magma dragon rushed out, carrying him towards Huang Baijing!
"Hmph!" Huang Baijing sneered, clenching the spear in his hand, his eyes becoming extremely focused, "Millions, thunder!" As the deep voice sounded, the whole sky seemed to be thundering, and he saw the spear in his hand moving very slowly in an instant
, in fact, it danced at an extremely fast speed, bringing up afterimages all over the sky, and stabbed Ye Chen with a bang!
This spear captured the momentum of heaven and earth, carrying a huge divine power. Before it could reach his body, all the wild hair in Ye Chen's body was blown back. His eyes became colder and colder. He took a step forward, and the flaming sword in his hand moved with an extremely strange
posture, and greeted him.
boom!
The entire battlefield shook violently and collapsed. Immediately, Ye Chen and Huang Baijing took a few steps back and looked at each other. Huang Baijing was filled with shock. He did not expect that his strongest move could be blocked so easily by Ye Chen.
He immediately put away his contempt and looked at his opponent seriously.
"Rock, blast!"
Ye Chen's expression remained normal, he raised his hand and shook it. Countless magma in the battle platform below suddenly flew up and filled the entire world, dyeing the sky above blood red.
boom!!
The entire world exploded, like stars destroying, and black space air currents flew everywhere, carrying a heart-stopping aura.
In the blast of air, a figure fell down like a cannonball and hit the ground heavily, motionless. His whole body was charred and his skin was damaged. It was Huang Baijing.
Everyone in the audience fell silent.
In the Genius Rest Area, the people who were still mumbling and complaining were startled for a moment, and then their faces were dull. They looked at the waves spreading in the sky. It was hard to imagine that if they were caught in this destructive attack, could they escape unscathed?
Ye Chen stood in the air, looking down at the audience, his black hair flying backwards, and his cold and indifferent voice resounded throughout the audience: "Who's next?"
Everyone looked at the figure shrouded in flames, as if they were walking out of the demonic flames of hell, and their whole bodies shuddered. The figures next to them looked at Ye Chen's figure, and their expressions became solemn.
"Unexpectedly, he far exceeded the initial estimate..." Zi Wan, dressed in purple, leaned on a stone chair, her silky hair blowing around her face, with a cold expression. "If you enter the top three, you can enter the Holy Land of the Dragon King. You have a chance.
After getting the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, I am afraid that one of the quotas will be allocated to one person. This person’s strength is probably at the fourth level of King Grade!"
As a descendant of Zi Qilin, the protector god of the Xuanyuan clan, she admires the Xuanyuan Divine Sword quite a lot.
Next to him, Huang Cang, who was dressed in a green shirt and had a slender figure, had deep eyes, as if there were stars in the sky. He didn't think about a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old at all. He stared at Ye Chen's figure, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes...
"I didn't expect that this kid is not weak." Next to him, Huang Potian, who was wearing a white shirt, looked at Ye Chen with a bit of arrogance and chuckled: "He is also a fire element. I don't know if he is stronger than me.
Stronger?"
At this time, on the battlefield, as Ye Chen finished speaking, without even a moment's hesitation, a figure rushed up to Ye Chen with an angry face and said, "You were the one who attacked me that day, right?"
Ye Chen looked at Huang Wenmo in front of him, nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."
Huang Wenmo saw that Ye Chen was not hiding anything, and that he was taking it for granted, without any guilt at all. He couldn't help but became furious and roared: "I want to challenge you!"
"Take action!" Ye Chen said coldly.
Bang!
Huang Wenmo pointed his hand, and a long sword flew out from behind and danced in the air. The sword had thin wings and was as bright as autumn water. It had a faint green light on it, which was not dazzling at all.
"Kill!" Huang Wenmo pointed his hand, and the long sword rushed towards Ye Chen. This sword was forged by him after hard work. It can be filled with energy. In this way, he can use his energy to command the sword as he wants!
And his fighting method is to control this sword and kill enemies from a distance!
Because of this, his reputation is extremely loud in Liushen Island in the inner sea. He is one of the most popular people among the younger generation. His unique fighting style has made many people feel ashamed.
Many people in the audience were shocked when they saw Huang Wenmo personally participating in the battle. This Huang Wenmo was not comparable to Huang Baijing. This person was sent from Tiangong Island and was one of the strongest contestants this time. Many people had investigated it beforehand.
If this person relies on his strength, he is enough to enter the top three in the final battle!
"I didn't expect that this kid also likes to take advantage." Huang Potian looked a little disdainful as he watched Huang Wenmo rush to the stage.
At this moment, Ye Chen and Huang Wenmo were fighting fiercely on the martial arts stage.
"How dare you show off your power with a small sword!" Ye Chen looked indifferent. Facing the flying sword that was as fast as lightning, he raised his hand and grabbed it, pinching the entire blade.
"Hmph, you can't catch it." Huang Wenmo snorted coldly. With the power stored inside the flying sword, he controlled the flying sword to tremble violently. The tip of the sword was curved like a poisonous snake, and he aimed it at Ye Chen's forehead and between his eyebrows. He struggled to rush towards it, but failed.
He was firmly grasped by Ye Chen with one hand.
"Swallow!" Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the energy in his body changed. The burning energy in his left chest was transformed into the devouring energy, which penetrated into the flying sword along the palm of his hand without attracting attention.