An Jinxuan snorted coldly, "Humph, what are you starting with? I am no match for the famous God of Killing. Just kill me with one sword. I can't beat you anyway."
Chen Shuo had no choice but to say, "The rules are that you can't kill, so let's start fighting."
"Hey, what do you mean, if the rules allow killing, do you have to kill me?"
"Uh... Miss An, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant,"
At this time, the bad-tempered referee Wu Yao outside the court could no longer bear it any longer, and flames came out of his body, "If you don't take action, you will all be disqualified..."
"Oh, okay, okay, Uncle Wu, you are angry, why don't you give in?"
The flame on Wu Yao's body went out and he snorted coldly, "Chen Shuosheng, next."
The first game of the top ten qualifying games ended in such a nonsensical way. Because it was too far away, outsiders could not hear what was being said inside, and rumors started to spread.
"Hey, the God of Death is so powerful. You see, that beautiful woman will be frightened to tears by him,"
"I think these two are having an affair,"
"Shit, this is killing people without fighting. This is the highest level of fighting."
"Do you want to know the hidden secrets of the murderer and the beautiful woman? In exchange for a piece of universe-level spiritual treasure,"
"cut,"
...
in the sky.
"Zixuan, it seems that these two people are really having an affair. You should be ready to marry your granddaughter."
"You old man..."
...
The sun sets...
"Very good, today, the top ten qualifying competition has ended, and now I announce the top ten spots,"
"Leng Yifan, An Zhichen, Chen Shuo, Wu Ming, Ma Mingzhu, Tian Huan, Qi Ming, Nan Dong, Ye Zhiyun, Dongfang Rui,"
"Congratulations, you have got the opportunity to obtain the seventh-grade immortal weapon. Tomorrow, the top ten ranking competition will be held again. Today, you can have a good rest,"
"Let's break up,"
Chen Shuo asked, "Qian Huan, who is Nan Dong? Why have I never heard of this name?"
Qian Xian thought for a moment, "It is said that Nan Dong is from the Southwest Tantric Sect, and he seems to be the most talented practitioner in the past century."
"Tantrism," Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes and recalled that Ma Zhiyuan, whom he met in Mimengze, was also known to be a Tantric person.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, tomorrow will be the top ten rankings, haha, are you confident?"
Qian Huan shook his head, "My fighting power is not strong, I am lucky to be in the top ten, and my 'Seven Clouds Pulse Cutting Finger' cannot be used, so this is probably the end of it,"
Chen Shuo nodded, "Okay, anyway, the rewards for fourth to tenth place are the same. It's no shame. You've done your best."
"Um,"
...
The next day, the three suns competed for glory.
Chen Shuo stood on the martial arts field, looked up at the bright sun, and said, "Today is a good weather."
Qian Huan smiled, "Any elder has the power to change the weather. It's not easy to make the sun shine brightly."
Chen Shuo chuckled, "Yes,"
While the two were chatting, twelve figures appeared, "Are the top ten here?"
Chen Shuo Qianhuan and the other four took a step forward. Wu Yao looked at it and nodded, "Very good, now you draw lots to decide your opponent. Luck is sometimes also a part of strength."
As he said that, Wu Yao threw ten fireballs in the air, "There are one to ten tokens in here. You can draw them yourself, number one versus number six, number two versus number seven, and so on."
Everyone looked at the row of ten fireballs burning with blazing flames, and their eyes narrowed. This seemed to be based on strength, because the number of tokens inside could be clearly seen from the outside. What was tested here was not only the mind, but also the eyesight. There are means.
Numbers are meaningless. What is meaningful is the person who corresponds to the number. You have to choose a weaker opponent to be more powerful against yourself. Once you get the number that corresponds to a strong person at a glance, the person who could have been ranked higher may die prematurely. .
Looking at the ten fireballs, the atmosphere was a little weird for a moment. Leng Yifan snorted coldly and moved his hand towards the first fireball on the left. The flames immediately went out, and the token inside immediately flew towards it. It was No. 1 Token.
Everyone was shocked. It seemed that the tokens were arranged in order, just to test everyone.
Chen Shuo smiled slightly and pointed to the second token with one hand. Suddenly the flame on the token went out and flew towards Chen Shuo.
At this moment, a clear cold snort came from his ears, and a red shadow flashed past, intercepting Token No. 2 in the air.
Chen Shuo took a closer look and found that the red was the spirit beast of the energetic beauty Ma Mingzhu. A big fiery red bird was stretching out its claws to grab the token.
With a cold snort, Chen Shuo flicked his fingers, and suddenly a bright light appeared at the tip of Chen Shuo's fingers, and then quickly flew towards the big bird.
The beast sensed the danger and hurriedly turned around to avoid Chen Shuo's snap of his fingers, and the No. 2 token also fell into Chen Shuo's hand.
Seeing the big bird's failure, Na Ma Mingzhu glared at Chen Shuo. The big bird in the air grabbed the third fastest token and flew it back to the former.
Chen Shuo was baffled, but at this time the others were also waking up from a dream, using their own methods, and the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers.
After a fight, the results have come out. Leng Yifan got the token number one, Chen Shuo got the token number two, Ma Mingzhu number three, An Zhichen number four, Ye Zhiyun number five, Qi Ming number six, Nan Dong number seven, Qian Huan No. 8, Wu Ming No. 9, Dongfang Rui No. 10.
"Very good, now the first round of battle, Leng Yifan versus Qi Ming,"
Qi Ming's entry into the top ten was beyond Chen Shuo's expectation. Being able to enter this ranking can be said to be a combination of strength and luck. However, his luck ended here. Leng Yifan was not even Chen Shuo. Some are afraid, let alone Qi Ming.
Qi Ming used all his moves, but failed in the face of Leng Yifan's absolute strength.
In front of outsiders, Leng Yifan was not as hysterical as he was that day. He looked gentle and gentle. He also comforted Qi Ming because his strength was too different and told the latter not to be discouraged.
Qi Ming, a man with no scheming ideas, was immediately impressed with admiration and wished he could kill the chicken's head.
Chen Shuo watched all this with cold eyes and sneered in his heart.
In the second game, Chen Shuo came on the field, and his opponent was Nan Dong, a Tantric sect. Knowing that Ma Zhiyuan he killed might have something to do with Nan Dong, Chen Shuo didn't bother to say more. After the two came on the field, they held each other's fists and stared at each other.
Those who can enter the top ten will not be frightened by the rumors of "magic sword" and "god of death". Being able to become a strong person is inseparable from one's own state of mind.
A strong warrior's mind is indestructible. Even if he can defeat the body, he cannot defeat the strong spirit.
"The second round, Chen Shuo versus Nan Dong, begins,"
Nan Dong was dressed in a golden cassock. Although it was in tatters, it did not hide the broad and rich aura on his body, which was blended with the aura of the Seventh Revolution. He held a tin staff in his hand, as if he was an eminent monk.
The blood demon appeared in Chen Shuo's hand, "I'm offended,"
Nan Dong nodded, "Please,"
Chen Shuo let out a low cry, was too lazy to grind, and just slashed out with his sword. The air was sucked out by the terrifying power contained in the sword, making an explosion.
In the sky outside the venue, the King of Power saw Chen Shuo's terrifying power, and his eyes lit up, "This power, haha, everyone, I want this Chen Shuo, don't fight with me,"
"King Li, you are not being kind. This boy is obviously Zixuan's son-in-law. How could you rob him by force?"
"Fart, who said you can't be his son-in-law when you are my apprentice? You can't make a mistake in both worlds. This boy is just right for my path. Don't teach him a bad lesson."
"That's right, this kid is very powerful."
In the field, Na Nandong's face changed drastically when he saw this blow. The tin staff in his hand lit up with a fierce golden light, like the scorching sun, with a gentle and burning breath, facing the big sword.
"Clang, bang,"
Under Chen Shuo's terrifying strength, even the blazing sun melted, and the tin staff disintegrated in an instant. Nan Dong saw that the situation was wrong and retreated in time, but even though the tiger's mouth still cracked, blood remained.
"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the God of Killing,"
With a sigh of admiration, Nan Dong recited a Buddhist scripture, stretched his hands forward, turned his fingers, and formed a mysterious mark.
"Those who come, fight with soldiers, all form, line up, move forward,"
"The unity of all things, the Aquarius Seal,"
This Aquarius Seal is Nan Dong's most powerful move. It represents the Buddha's mind, that is, the superhuman state. It will amplify the moves it releases thousands of times, bombard the enemy, and kill demons.
I saw a vase-shaped light seal fly out, and instantly became several feet in size. With the sound of whistling wind, it hit Chen Shuo head-on.
Chen Shuo's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly, "Well done,"
The sword in his hand glowed with light, and the green crystal on the sword lit up slightly.
"Heavy,"
"Give me...break,"
Using all his strength, Chen Shuo slashed out with his sword, slashing towards the huge light seal with the momentum of a mountain collapsing and the earth shattering.
How terrifying Chen Shuo's power is. It has been strengthened several times by the client, supplemented by Yu Xuan Brew, and fused with the blood essence of the ancestral dragon and the essence of the giant... No one can tell his power, maybe he himself doesn't know it.
But under this sword, the terrifying power erupted like a torrent, and the space shook slightly due to this blow, and then, a huge roar sounded.
"boom,"
The explosion made people's eardrums hurt, and the seemingly huge and powerful treasure bottle seal was instantly shattered, while Chen Shuo continued to rush towards Nan Dong with unabated strength.
"Lin, Fudou Mingwang Seal,"
Nan Dong formed a handprint again, and a golden barrier lit up around him, like a golden wall.
Chen Shuo ignored it and slashed at the golden light with his sword.
"Boom,"
"puff,"
Nan Dong spit out a mouthful of blood, flew back, hit the light shield, and then fell to the ground. His chest was violently shocked and he couldn't get up for a moment.
Wu Yao looked at it, threw a bottle of elixir to Nan Dong, and then announced loudly, "The winner of the second round, Chen Shuo,"
Chen Shuo nodded slightly, put the big sword behind his back, and walked out of the field slowly. Since Nan Dong and himself were potential enemies, there was no need to show friendship, as they would always turn against each other in the future.
"As expected of the God of Killing, he is so overbearing,"
"That's right, the space was shaken by that sword,"
"I think this killing god is at least among the top three."
"I think it's number one,"
"Tch, don't be delusional. Do you know who that is? The league's number one master this time, Leng Yifan, the God of Death is definitely no match for him."
