Lu Ming waited for a long time, but no one came up to fight him.
"Since there is no one to fight, then I want this spot!"
Lu Ming spoke and looked at Man Ning on the platform.
"Brother, with his fighting ability, he deserves a spot!"
Man Ning nodded, very satisfied with Lu Ming's combat prowess.
Although he is only at the first level of the Divine Lord, his combat power is amazing. Going to the dragon home planet together, I believe it can play a big role.
Lu Ming nodded, moved, and landed on the platform.
"Okay, there are still five places left. For the sake of fairness, let's fight in pairs and choose the strongest Wu Ming!"
Man Ning spoke. With Lu Ming's lessons learned, he did not dare to underestimate the people of the first level and the second level of the Divine Lord. What if someone like Lu Ming showed up again?
After some discussion, the competition began.
On the battlefield, a fierce battle broke out. It was very tragic, and people were killed from time to time.
However, it is naturally impossible for people like Lu Ming to appear again. Almost no one can fight across levels. Some existences of the third level of the Divine Lord defeated other opponents in a crushing way.
Ten days later, the competitions were all over, and the last five places were all announced.
Lu Ming had also seen the fights in the past few days and had some idea of what was going on.
Some talented people, usually like Ke Dao, have awakened their original divine power factors four times and mastered their original secret techniques, as well as some other powerful secret techniques.
However, no one has cut off the shackles with the original secret technique, and no one has seen the original divine power factor awaken five times.
It seems that even in the Holy Fire Sword Sect, it is very difficult for those below the third level of the Divine Lord to awaken five times or cut off the shackles of the original secret technique.
"Come with me, rest for a few days, and then set off again!"
Man Ning said.
After that, Man Ning arranged a residence for Lu Ming and others.
Soon, two days passed. Two days later, they set off and arrived at a planet not far from the wormhole, where they met up with two other groups of people.
However, as soon as Man Ning and the others arrived on this planet, Man Ning received a message asking her to take people to get together.
Soon, Lu Ming saw two other groups of people in a huge open space.
Like them, it was also led by an elite disciple of the Holy Fire Sword Sect and twelve masters.
Lu Ming glanced around and found that the other two groups of people were all from the third level of the Divine Lord.
The three parties looked at each other with sparkling eyes.
Although they come from the same sect, once they enter the Dragon Clan's home planet and encounter opportunities, they are likely to become competitive and snatch resources from each other.
Buzz!
At this time, the space was rippled, several figures suddenly appeared in the air, and a powerful aura filled the air.
"Quasi-Emperor!"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
What suddenly appeared was an old man with white hair and two big men.
What made Lu Ming's expression serious was that all three of these people were quasi-emperors.
In the Holy Fire Sword Sect, those in the God-Emperor realm are the top level strong men, and generally will not be dispatched. If the God-Emperor does not appear, the Quasi-Emperor will be the strongest.
"Meet the three elders!"
Man Ning and others bowed and saluted.
"No need to be polite!"
The white-haired old man in the middle waved his hand and continued: "Originally, there is still more than a month until the departure time. Now I have summoned you here temporarily because I have some bad news to tell you!"
"Bad news?"
Everyone's hearts sank, their expressions changed, and they stared at the white-haired old man, waiting for his answer.
"The Holy Bird Tribe originally gave us thirty-nine places, which was enough to form three teams. However, not long ago, the Holy Bird Tribe sent news that there were not so many places, so we could only send twenty-six people!
"
The white-haired old man said.
"Twenty-six people!"
Everyone's hearts sank, and their faces turned ugly.
There were originally thirty-nine people, but now there are only twenty-six people left, which means that one-third of the number has to be eliminated.
"Elder, why are the quotas suddenly reduced?"
Man Ning asked.
"Aren't we afraid of competition and reducing our numbers? The competition faced by the Holy Bird Tribe should also be less. Huh, you are taking advantage of us, but you are playing this trick!"
The white-haired old man snorted coldly and was also very unhappy.
But the Holy Bird Tribe is a powerful race on the list of all races in the world. No matter how unhappy they are, they can't do anything but obey.
"Since you have formed a team, let's not break it up. Our opinion is that only two of your three teams can go, and the other one can only stay!"
The white-haired old man said.
Everyone's heart sank again.
Of the three teams, only two can go, and one will face elimination.
The three teams looked at each other. At this moment, they exuded strong hostility.
Neither party wants to give up.
The Dragon Clan's home planet is the home planet of a huge race. It has been sealed away for dozens of stellar years. Now it has recovered. The opportunity is unimaginable. If you seize this opportunity, you might be able to soar into the sky and compete with the top geniuses in the prehistoric universe.
"Elder, I think that only the two strongest teams can go to the dragon home planet. The stronger they are, the more opportunities they can seize and get!"
At this moment, a young man in purple robes spoke. He was wearing purple feathers and looked rich.
"Ziying, which team do you think is the weakest?"
asked the white-haired old man.
"Obviously, Man Ning's team should be eliminated!"
Ziying pointed at Manning and the others.
"Ziying, what did you say, my team is the weakest? Which eye did you see?"
Man Ning drank coldly.
Ziying, like Man Ning, is also one of the three elite disciples of the Holy Fire Sword Sect and the leader of a team.
"Which eye can see it? I can see it with both eyes. The strength of your team is uneven. Even the garbage of the first level of Shenjun is included in it. It shows that your team's strength is really not that good!"
Ziying showed a disdainful smile and glanced at Lu Ming.
The others were almost the same, looking at Lu Ming with disdainful smiles.
God Lord can be selected in the first level, which shows that Man Ning's team is very weak.
"Ziying, do you think you can judge a person's strength based on his cultivation alone? Although Lu Ming is only at the first level of the Divine Lord, his combat power is very strong and he will not lose to anyone!"
Man Ning said.
"Hahaha, the combat power is very strong? Man Ning, do you really want to put gold on your face?"
Ziying laughed, the disdain on her face became thicker, and said: "How strong can a first-level divine king be? Man Ning, you don't want to say that he is comparable to the third-level divine king, right? If that is the case, it is not that he is strong.
, but your people are too weak, so you don’t even need to participate. If you do, you will die!"
"You... are talking nonsense!"
Man Ning's face was full of anger.
"Elder, it's obvious that Man Ning's team even has the first level Shenjun. It shows how weak her team is. This is very simple. If we exclude her, our two teams can go to the Dragon Clan's home planet!"
Ziying said.
The reason why he targeted Man Ning was because the other team was very strong and he was not sure.