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Chapter seven hundred and sixty first battle observation

Chapter 761: Observing before the battle

As a strong spiritual power emerged, the entire challenge square was divided into twenty parts. The surroundings of each arena were isolated by powerful spiritual power and did not affect each other! The No. 1 practitioner of each group,

They all stand in a divided arena. The diameter of the challenge square is tens of thousands of meters. Although it is divided into twenty parts, each arena is also extremely large. To a certain extent, it can be said that it is enough for cultivators to perform and perform.

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"It's about to begin!" Guo Sanqi whispered beside Xia Yan, "I don't know who the number two of the seventh group is. The number one of the seventh group is a cultivator from Jiuchongtian who does not belong to any force. I am

I am not familiar with this person either. Xia Yan, you are in the first group. I know the number one in the first group. He is a cultivator from Tengyun Cave in the Nine Heavens. His strength is second only to Yang Qiuyun and others. He is very powerful.

I took part in the secret realm assessment last time and competed for a place to enter the third-level secret realm!"

"Oh?" Xia Yan's eyes were originally focused on the first group of cultivators. When he heard what Guo Sanqi said, his eyes flickered slightly.

"When No. 2 from the first group comes on stage, I want to take a closer look to see how strong they are so that I can have a rough idea." Xia Yan thought about it in his mind.

"Attention everyone, please invite the number two practitioner of each group to come to the ring and challenge the current ring champion. The winner will become the new ring champion, and the loser will be eliminated directly! Be careful, no killing!" Elder Moko's voice said

, at this time it spread throughout the whole place, and the buzz lingered in everyone's ears.

Twenty figures moved, and on the arena, there were two pairs of cultivators corresponding to each other, and the battle was about to begin. At this time, Xia Yan's blood was boiling, and there was a vague feeling of anticipation for the battle spreading in his heart.

With Xia Yan's current strength, the difference between fighting against a strong person in the realm of gods is really too big. Fighting against a strong person in the peak realm of the ninth-level Spirit Emperor is the fastest way to improve. In the fight, Xia Yan can

Comprehend faster, complete the accumulation of a realm, and quickly reach the middle stage of the ninth level Spirit Emperor, the later stage and even the peak.

Xia Yan's eyes suddenly brightened and he looked down.

There was also some talk in the places where the cave masters and other big figures gathered. Especially the cave masters who were about to compete with practitioners were very active.

Every cave master hopes that the cultivators in his cave can win the competition. They all value their own reputation very much and have been fighting openly and secretly for tens of thousands of years. Of course, this is not just a matter of appearance.

This is also related to the fact that when cultivators enter the secret realm, they have a great chance of entering the realm of gods. If there is one more cultivator of the realm of gods in a cave, that is an extra bit of real strength.

"The competition begins!"

Following Elder Moko's long shout, the twenty battlefields on the arena were instantly activated. A wave of heavenly spiritual energy surged and rolled below.

"Boom boom boom~"

"Crack!"

All kinds of magical powers, secrets, and artifacts are used. In such a crucial competition, everyone will try their best. Everyone is at the peak level of the ninth-level Spirit Emperor, and they have all passed the first stage of selection.

The gap in strength is actually not very big.

Sometimes, an opportunity can determine success or failure. No practitioner would be distracted in such a battle.

"So strong!"

Xia Yan looked at the twenty battlefields below, and his heart was slightly shaken. The power of each of these cultivators far exceeded tens of billions of degrees.

"As expected of...the strongest cultivators under the realm of gods! Everyone is very strong. Some cultivators are indeed comparable to those who have just stepped into the realm of gods." Xia Yan's thoughts were spinning in his heart, and so was his blood.

It rolled rapidly inside the body, and the fighting spirit continued to increase.

"Haha, thank you, do you think you can defeat me like this?" On one of the twenty arenas, a loud laugh came out, and Xia Yan's eyes naturally turned quickly.

On that arena, there were two practitioners in gray robes. One of them had just been stabbed hard by a sword. He was not defeated at all, but retreated a thousand meters. He immediately laughed and activated his spirit again.

He rushed forward with force.

"Hmph!" The cultivator who called Xie Li snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a dense and continuous sword energy, sweeping the cultivator again.

"Down!" Xie Li's face suddenly turned red, and the surging spiritual power in his body rolled out like a torrent of river water, using the powerful magical power contained in the attacking artifact.

"Bang!"

I saw a black, solid shadow forming on the body of the cultivator opposite. However, the cultivator did not passively take the beating, but actively rushed forward and punched out. Suddenly there was a burst of fire.

Now, the air in that space seemed to be on fire, spreading towards the thank-you gift on the opposite side.

"What? Two high-level defense artifacts!"

Guo Sanqi's eyes narrowed.

High-level defensive artifacts, even the lowest level seven defensive artifacts, are worth about one billion Yuan Dan. And even Guo Sanqi only has one seventh-level defensive artifact. After all, it takes a lot of Yuan Dan to practice.

No matter how much elixir or yuan elixir there is, it is not enough for various uses.

And that cultivator actually has two level seven defensive artifacts.

Xia Yan took a closer look, and sure enough he saw two phantoms stuck together, resisting the overwhelming sword energy, and there seemed to be a defensive magical power contained in them, which greatly improved the defensive ability of the artifact.

"Then Kangcheng is no match for Xie Li!"

Just when Xia Yan was thinking about who of the two would win, the Wanluo cultivator not far away spoke up.

The conversation between Guo Sanqi and Xia Yan was naturally heard by Wan Luo. Then Wan Luo also focused on the battle between Xie Li and Kang Cheng. After observing for a moment, he spoke naturally.

"Huh?" Xia Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to ask.

"Boom!" Another loud noise came out from the brother's arena. Sure enough, the two of them had already decided the winner. Although the Xie Li cultivator's robes were all in pieces, his opponent, the Kang Cheng cultivator, was already

He fell to the ground. Although he had two high-level defensive artifacts, Kang Cheng was still defeated by Xie Li.

"Hmph, it's so easy to defeat you!" Xie Li said disdainfully, and then he took out a few Qiyuan Dan and drank them quickly, and began to restore the spiritual power he had just consumed.

As several loud noises were heard one after another, the winners and losers were determined in each of the battles in the arena, which took less than half a cup of tea.

In fact, battles and battles at this level generally do not take too much time. What they rely on are their own artifacts and magical powers, as well as their own spiritual power. Once the artifacts and magical powers cannot withstand the opponent's attack,

Then the defeat will only take an instant. After all, the practitioner's own quality cannot withstand the bombardment of much power.

Although they are all in the ninth-level peak Spirit Emperor realm, their physical strength is at most dozens of times that of ordinary practitioners. How much force can their bodies alone withstand?

But Xia Yan is not comparable to ordinary people. Xia Yan's physical strength is eight hundred times that of ordinary cultivators, and his ability to withstand blows is far beyond what these cultivators can match.

"It's really thanks to the gift that wins." Xia Yan took a breath and thought in his heart, this Wanluo cultivator has much better eyesight than himself.

"Haha, actually it's not difficult to judge. The strength of the two of them is about the same, but the Xie Li practitioner uses his strength much better than Kang Cheng. For example, both of them use level seven attacks.

Regarding magical powers, Xie Li can exert 80% of the power of the seventh-level magical powers, but Kang Cheng can only exert 60% of the power of the seventh-level magical powers!" Wan Luo said to Xia Yan with a smile.

"Huh? The eighth group's arena has also decided the winner, and it's time for me to go on stage. Xia Yan, you must work hard! Haha... I really hope to see you in the first-level secret realm!" Wan Luoshuang

A ray of light suddenly flashed out of his eyes, and he smiled and said to Xia Yan.

"Well, I will try my best!" Xia Yan nodded solemnly.

After half a cup of tea, the battles in the twenty arenas were all exhausted. The twenty victorious practitioners continued to serve as the ring masters to face the next round of challenges.

"The first round of competition is over. All champions, please use Yuan Dan to restore the consumption of spiritual power. After half an hour, the next round of competition will begin." Some of the losers left the arena sadly on their own, while others were assessed.

The hospital staff carried it out of the ring. After that, Elder Moko said this.

Needless to say, the twenty champions had already begun to sit down and use Yuan Dan to restore their spiritual power. Around each person's body were circles of active spiritual power.

"I must enter the secret realm to practice!" Xia Yan squeezed his fist slightly, his eyes extremely determined.

As time goes by, rounds of competitions continue to end, and practitioners are constantly being eliminated. There are only twenty champions.

The number of cultivators standing behind Elder Moko with Xia Yan was getting smaller and smaller. Xia Yan did not waste this time. When he was watching the battle, he kept bringing himself into it. If he was on the field, how should he deal with it?

, how sure are you of defeating the opponent?

Xia Yan is also constantly thinking about what kind of situation he should face and what kind of methods and responses he should use.

"So that's it!"

"Actually, his move can be compared to the past. Although the attack range is wide, there is still a lot of space that has not been attacked. If you avoid it, you can reduce a lot of pressure!" Xia Yan was sometimes confused and sometimes confused.

His spirit was shaken, and he stared at the fierce battle below.

But he didn't know that even among the leaders of the ninth-level Spiritual Emperor's peak realm, almost no one could match his movement skills and speed. His speed was probably even higher than that of the cultivators under the realm of gods in the entire Star Dou Hall.

No one can match it.


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