The two of them were floating around on the field, and not long after, an old voice came
"Selecting Conference, start now" a long voice came quietly, as if it contained some kind of avenue, clearly falling into everyone's ears in the venue. All of them immediately settled down, and those who participated in the selection in the competition venue
The contestants also started to line up
"So strong, it's no worse than the elders in my clan." Liang Jing sighed in his heart. Hearing this old voice, he knew that his strength was absolutely extraordinary. Maybe he was the lord of the city lord's mansion.
As we all know, the strength of the City Lord's Mansion is the realm of creation that countless strong people look forward to. Maybe this time the City Lord will speak out, and with the City Lord's strength, it can also be achieved.
Many players lined up in a row began to draw lots, walked to the center of the venue, grabbed one by one, and stood back after another, according to the number drawn, one by one, such as No. 1 vs No. 2,
Going on one turn
Of course, such lotteries also have luck. If you catch No. 1 and No. 2 players are red-scroll men, or mysterious people, they can basically be eliminated if they can be eliminated if they are a man with a lotteries.
If nothing unexpected happens to these three people, the top three of them will be listed for this selection. I just don’t know how the order of these top three is arranged. However, in Wu Wen’s heart, I vaguely feel that the strength of the man in the red scroll should be the first.
As for Feng Zi, the person who disappeared early in the field should have been hiding somewhere else to recover his bloodline.
"The lot is finished, the competition begins." After everyone finished the lot, the old voice came out again, and the selection meeting was just beginning.
On the competition field, lights kept flashing, making a rumbling sound. The light of the formation slowly opened, covering the entire competition field. Then the contestants began to arrange one by one according to the numbers.
"Liang Jing, how about I bet with you?" Wu Wen smiled: "I bet on the red scroll man who won the championship in this competition, how dare I bet?"
Liang Jing looked at Wu Wen in surprise, "So sure, although the man in the red scroll hides his strength, it is still two attributes after all. Is it a bit untrue to win the Dead Station, the mysterious man and others?"
You should know that the strength of the mysterious man and the Death War is obvious to all. Almost everyone in the holy city knows it. Moreover, the Death War and the Mysterious Man can be comparable to Feng Zi. How bad is the strength of the Death War and the Mysterious Man?
Although Feng Zi is not good, her strength is undoubtedly true even if the current martial arts man meets Feng Zi, he can only slash him and cannot compete with him.
Feng Zi's method of condensing the law beast made countless people feel chilling
"Looking at" Wu Wen nodded heavily, the man in red scroll would not be as simple as he looked.
Wu Wen has a feeling that the man with red scrolls is very hidden.
After the lottery was finished in the competition, I was surprised and happy once the lottery was finished, I was divided into one column according to the number. The strength of the people who were divided into one column according to the number was a little flickering. After all, most people live in the Saints.
The city has clear strength between each other. Although there are forces outside a certain city to join, most people live in the holy city and the mysterious people, if they draw lots and meet these great gods in the first round,
I can only admit that I am unlucky
Anyone who encounters a mysterious man and a dead battle will have to lose.
"Oh, I'm dead, why am I in the same group as the mysterious man?" A contestant was secretly angry. The number he caught was No. 10, and next to him was the mysterious man. No. 11 order.
Meet a mysterious person? You still need to hit him
Not far from the mysterious man, a man sat next to him with a happy face, with red hair and red hair sitting in a pan, as if he had been in a state of concentration.
"Haha, it's like this guy who doesn't know where he ran out. It's a shame to meet me." The man was secretly happy.
However, a man in the distance took a breath when he looked at the red scroll man.
"It was him, it turned out to be the last time he fought with the Lingzhe Realm, and the man in front of him." The last time Wu Wen fought with the Lingzhe, he fought with the Hongjuan man, and most of the people at that time were the most.
Everyone knows the strength of the Red Scroll man, and his strength is definitely a master in the Spiritual Realm. As for the person next to the Red Scroll man, his strength is just a transcendent realm. If he meets the Red Scroll man, he is considered unlucky, and he is still secretly in his heart.
I'm happy, when I fight, I'm waiting for the loss
The man in red scroll slightly concealed his own strength, but the man beside him couldn't see it.
"I'll wait to get out of the ring later." The man said in his heart, but then he looked at the opponent in front of him, and felt a little happy: "Hey, I actually drew him for me. My battle is basically not very big.
It's a suspense"
On one side was also a man, who was probably just about to become a transcendent.
At this time, the fight had almost started on the stage.
"Drink" the spiritual power fluctuates in the field, two masters from a man and a woman, fighting back and forth, and the sword is tense, a wooden spiritual power burst out from the man's hand, and the shocked woman retreats and turns backwards.
"You lost" the man spoke lightly, a faint spiritual power flowed into his hands, looking at the woman with a lewd look in his eyes.
The woman snorted coldly, stood up from the ground, and walked straight out of the field
One after another, the battles came to an early end, but these fighting Wu Wen had no intention of doing anything, these fighting were just children playing house. In Wu Wen's eyes, a breath could destroy everyone on the stage.
And when the fifth scene passed, Wu Wen suddenly felt spirited
The fifth game is the Death Battle, fighting against a peak person in the Transcendent Realm. However, the man was at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, but his face was uneasy, and he was afraid that the battle was actually Death Battle.
When the two entered the venue, the next scene made Wu Wen open his mouth wide.
"I will launch the battle, I will launch it." The man immediately opened his mouth, and begged for mercy too quickly. Even if he won the battle, he was begging for mercy at the beginning, but he was very disappointed by the begging for mercy at the beginning.
But the battle of death is unyielding
"Get out" the dead station opened his mouth lightly, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and a scream suddenly sounded. The man who begged for mercy immediately rolled out of the field, landed on the ground and struggled hard, trembling with his hands and feet.
Wu Wen took a breath. The method of fighting the dead was so cruel. The other party begged for mercy. He even begged for mercy. He even beg for mercy. He even beg for mercy. He even beg for mercy.
"This dead battle is too ruthless." Seeing this scene, Liang Jing immediately cursed, and a stream of water spiritual power shot out and landed on the man who was hitting the ring.
However, the next moment, Liang Jing frowned. The water spiritual power fell on the man, which stimulated the man even more. The man kept rolling on the ground.
"The Art of Death" Liang Jing was shocked, looking at the Death Battle on the stage. "Death Battle, you are too cruel, you actually use this method."
However, De Zhan did not answer, snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the seat number in a diameter
Liang Jing was anxious and was about to rush to the ring. A stream of power of the law began. Wu Wen was shocked and hurriedly stopped Liang Jing.
"Calm down, calm down, why are you rushing up?" Wu Wen stopped Liang Jing and said in a deep voice
Liang Jing slightly calmed down the anger in her heart, and her body flashed back to the stands. She seemed to know that she was reckless, but she kept scolding her secretly.
"Hateful, hateful damn death battle, don't let me see it. When you see you, let you try my Liang Jing's methods." Liang Jing cursed inwardly.
Weiwei kept shaking her head
"Are you useful? In the holy city, the holy city will save the holy city. It's too stupid to find trouble with the holy city.
"To fight? You will naturally get out of the holy city." Wu Wen muttered in his heart, and when he fought to the death outside, his face did not change at all, his mind was not exposed, but he was somewhat similar to the mysterious man.
One competition after another, most of them were in the realm of transcendence and did not arouse much interest from Wu Wen. Except for the competition in the Death Battle, I was slightly interested, but I had no idea. It took only a few minutes to enter the game.
Just admit defeat, is this considered a departure? It's too fast, but the other players in the Transcendent Realm played a real fire and a level, especially when the strength was not much different, the two of them
The competition between them was colorful, which caused the audience to exclaim loudly, OK
When the man in the red scroll appeared, Wu Wen suddenly felt the spirit again. As for the mysterious man, he seemed to be arranged for the last few games.
The man sitting cross-legged in red curly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes. He walked slowly from his seat and walked into the field. As for his opponent, he walked to the ring early in the morning, with a sneer on his lips.
"God, hurry up, the speed is so slow, I will lose with you with one move." The man stood in the middle of the field, looking at the slowly grinding red scrolls and laughed loudly, as if this game was destined to be a match.
The ending
The man in red scroll ignored it. When he walked to the venue, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked in the direction of Wu Wen with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded slightly to Wu Wen.
Wu Wen nodded slightly, nodded and smiled
"Haha, that Mao boy is dead. I know the strength of the man in red scroll. He dares to be so arrogant. I will see how he loses later." Wu Wen smiled with a pursed lips.
As the man in his seat was sitting, his eyes turned slightly when the red-scrolled man passed by his side.
De Zhan thought to himself: "This man is a dual-attribute body, and should be in the realm of a spirit, but why does he feel that he gives me a hidden aura? I have only felt this aura in the Holy City Lord's Mansion."
The general spiritual realm battle is not taken seriously. He also knows that in this election, in addition to him and the mysterious man, there are also several spiritual realms among this crowd, and the Red Scroll Man is one of them.
Although he had hidden his own breath, Feng Zi still clearly noticed it. However, the obscure aura came from the man in the red scroll, making him look up at the man in the red scroll.
"Master, I'm afraid the man in the red scroll is also a master." De Zhan sighed in his heart.