Chapter 1058 The competition begins, the ruthless sword
"Who is that young man in black robe?" Xu Zimo looked at the last young man in black robe in Sunset Empire and asked.
"His face is completely covered. Even if he knew me, he wouldn't be able to recognize him," Xia Wanqing said.
"Who do you think will win?"
"At present, in terms of pure strength, it must be the Sunset Empire," Xu Zimo replied.
"First of all, there is one less person on the Xinghe side, and the identity of the young man in black robe is unknown.
If two out of three games are won, where will Xinghe find the third person?"
"What about these princes?" Xia Wanqing asked.
"They are just a bunch of local dogs and chickens," Xu Zimo shook his head.
He looked at these princes, they were pitifully weak.
Maybe for ordinary practitioners, it has some abilities.
Then he set his sights on the young man in black robe.
The other party seemed to feel something and smiled at him.
Although his face was covered, Xu Zimo could still feel him smiling.
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Xiao Buhui looked at Emperor Chu and Emperor Qi and asked, "Where are you going to compete?"
"Just next to this secret realm," Emperor Chu said.
His face didn't look very good, after all, there was one less person on their side.
He looked at Master Yuding next to him and whispered: "Tell my sons to choose someone as soon as possible.
If they lose this competition, they will not even think about the crown prince position."
Master Yuding nodded slightly and retreated.
Emperor Chu's face returned to calmness, and he stretched out his hand, and a black stream of light was thrown out from his hand.
At the same time, Emperor Qi next to him also reached out and threw a white stream of light into the sky.
In an instant, two rays of light, black and white, intertwined in the void.
The sky was "rumbling" with explosions.
The two rays of light, black and white, were so powerful that they covered the void.
When the light condensed together, a battle platform appeared, slowly falling from the void.
I don’t know what kind of material this battle platform is made of, half of it is black and half of it is white.
Separated by black and white, the ancient atmosphere surrounds you.
The people around could faintly hear the sounds of fighting and chaos.
It seemed like tens of thousands of troops were fighting in front of us.
But in the blink of an eye, this illusion disappeared, leaving only the battle stage in front of him.
"That's it," Xu Zimo smiled.
"What an amazing battle platform."
“A long time ago, there was a war-torn place nearby, and the Sunset Empire and the Galaxy Empire went in to explore it together.
Later, it was discovered that the battle platform was divided into two parts during the battle between the two parties, and one part went into the hands of the Emperor of Chu.
The other copy belongs to Emperor Qi."
"The place where the battle fell," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
"The places where the war fell are leftover from some great wars, some are large-scale and some are small-scale.
But what kind of battle it is, few people know," Xia Wanqing explained.
"Don't underestimate these battle platforms. Not only are they indestructible, they are also very difficult to destroy.
Practicing on it can also help you gather your fighting spirit."
This battle platform was a thousand meters long, and it covered all sides. Everyone came through the air and watched the scene inside the battle platform.
"Let's get started. Who will you send out in the first round?" Xiao Buhui asked.
"Let's draw lots," Emperor Chu replied.
If we don't draw lots, it will definitely not be fair who comes out first.
After all, whoever comes out first will have time to cope and adjust.
This is the same as Tian Ji's horse racing.
"No need, our Sunset Empire is not afraid of anyone," Emperor Qi waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Just crush them with strength.
Let’s send people out first to give Emperor Chu time to respond.”
"We are equally fearless," Emperor Chu said calmly.
"Xie Shitian, you're in for the first game," Emperor Qi said.
The young man named Xie Shitian nodded slightly.
His face was pale, not the whiteness of the void, but the whiteness that had always been sickly.
A green robe was draped around him and he slowly walked onto the battlefield.
"I wonder which of you will accept the challenge?" He looked at Sikong Ji and Wu Dao and asked.
"Are you sure?" Emperor Chu looked at Sikong Ji beside him and asked.
If Sikong Ji can defeat Xie Shitian, then Wu Dao is ranked third in the hero list, so he is very confident that he can defeat Xuan Yi.
So in this match, there is a best of three games, so there is no need for a third person.
The only thing I'm worried about right now is Sikong Ji.
Because he is only ranked seventh on the list of heroes.
Emperor Chu had no choice but to recruit the top ten beings on the list of heroes.
Some of them are like dragons that have seen their tail but not their head.
Being able to invite Sikong Ji is their greatest limit.
Xuan Yi was the third person before, so this sudden stab in the back caught Emperor Chu off guard.
But there is no time to look for the third person now.
"Let me try," Sikong Ji said.
In fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart, after all, the other party was two places higher than him.
According to the rules of the Hero List, even if he wants to challenge, he can only challenge the sixth place first.
Sikong Ji slowly walked onto the fighting stage and pulled out a sword from his back.
The sword burst out with gray light.
At this moment, Sikong Ji's eyes also turned gray.
"The Ruthless Sword Sikong Ji," Xia Wanqing said from the side.
"I heard that he practiced the ruthless sword, entered the Tao with ruthlessness, and eliminated his emotions."
"What's the difference between that and a machine," Xu Zimo replied.
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While everyone was talking, the battle had begun.
Sikong Ji raised his sword and killed him. Sword energy surged throughout his body, and a ruthless intention enveloped the entire battle platform.
On the opposite side, Xie Shitian also surged into the sky with evil energy.
He didn't use any weapons, and the same gray gas was flowing in his hands.
"Three Pure Unfeeling Swords," Sikong Ji shouted coldly.
The long sword in his hand turned into countless afterimages, passing through the endless void and tearing apart everything.
It was as if what he held in his hand was not a sword, but a tumbling ruthless river.
As soon as the sword fell, a torrent of heartless emotions surged out.
"Nine Nether Soul-Destroying Palm."
Xie Shitian waved his right hand, and the gray gas in his right palm flowed, as if it turned into a white bone.
This white bone is more than twice the size of a normal palm.
It's like a secluded place above, where the ghosts of grievances linger and the red river rolls.
The residual shadow at Xie Shitian's feet transformed, and countless figures surrounded Sikong Ji.
Sikong Ji's eyes were solemn, and the long sword in his hand was spinning around.
It also caused his whole body to spin.
But at this moment, Xie Shitian's figure disappeared.
Before Sikong Ji could react, a pair of ghostly hands suddenly emerged from the ground.
A big hand grabbed his right leg and pulled it off hard.
"Sikong Ji is going to lose," Xia Wanqing said.
"Let's see if he has any trump cards," Xu Zimo yawned and said somewhat boringly.
The second prince on the side seemed to have said something to Xiao Buhui and the others.
Xiao Buhui looked at Xia Wanqing.
He seemed a little bored with these battles, so he slowly walked towards a few people.
"Tianwu Sect?" He looked at Xia Wanqing and the Sixth Elder and asked.
