Not long after getting the number plate, the next round of competition began. An old man said coldly: "No. 9 in the middle group, No. 29 in the middle group."
As soon as he finished speaking, two middle-ranking emperors came on stage and started a fierce fight. In the final analysis, the battle between emperors was about the understanding of God's will. As soon as the two sides came up, they bombarded each other with God's will, and the stronger one naturally had the advantage. This also led to
The competition progressed very quickly, and it was over in a few breaths. One emperor was blown away, but was not injured, and the other, stronger emperor, won.
After the middle group had ten rounds of competition, the competition in the upper group began. However, the numbers 1 and 5 of the upper group were not called in this round. It was not until the next round that Zhang Jun heard the numbers being called.
"No. 15 in the previous group, versus No. 8 in the previous group."
A high-ranking emperor stood on the stage. He was a middle-aged male cultivator with a cold and arrogant expression, showing an attitude of condescension to the common people. He said coldly: "Who comes up to die?"
Zhang Jun smiled slightly, took one step, and arrived on the stage, standing opposite the middle-aged male cultivator.
The middle-aged monk snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"
"Emperor Yaoding." Zhang Jun said calmly and gave a name casually. In fact, when he appeared, his appearance had changed to that of another person. At this moment, he also looked like a middle-aged man with a skinny face.
, with a cold expression and wearing a black shirt.
"Hmph! Are you an unknown person who has come to die?" the middle-aged monk scolded.
Zhang Jun suddenly said impatiently: "If you want to fight, then fight, if you don't want to roll over."
The middle-aged monk was furious: "How presumptuous! I am the arrogant emperor, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"roll!"
Zhang Jun waved his sleeves, and a mighty force of God's will hit him. Although he only activated a small part of God's will, the power of this blow was still extraordinary. He saw a white light and a big hand slapping it directly, and the terrifying power directly hit him.
The so-called aloof emperor was knocked away and fell heavily on the stage.
The aloof emperor's face turned red with embarrassment. After standing up, he obediently stepped aside without daring to say a word. Zhang Jun's blow gave him the feeling of being as invincible as the boundless sea. He knew that such a master could never be offended.
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The eyes of the ten old men on the stage lit up, and one of them said: "The first and fifth of the previous group win!"
The Ao Ao Emperor stepped down from the stage, and Zhang Jun also returned to the original place and stood beside Emperor Wu Lei. Wu Lei couldn't help but ask: "How much force did your Majesty use in that blow?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "It should be one percent."
Wu Lei smiled and said: "One percent? The other party is a high-ranking emperor. He can't even bear one percent of your majesty's power. Your majesty is worthy of being the supreme emperor!"
The competition went on round after round, and time flew by. Zhang Jun won consecutive battles and soon entered the top four of the previous group. It must be said that the top four were all masters, and their strength continued.
They all admired him. Unfortunately, they were still not Zhang Jun's enemies and were easily defeated by him.
At the end, the ten old men ranked everyone according to the number of wins among all the emperors who participated in the competition. Zhang Jun was the first in the upper group. According to Tianwaitian, the top ten in the upper group will directly become Tianwaitian.
The core disciples. The remaining members of the upper group become inner disciples.
In addition, the top twenty in the middle group are also qualified to become inner disciples, while the rest become outer disciples. Finally, there is the lower group, and the top eight hundred in the lower group are qualified to become outer disciples. The rest
, you are eligible to become a registered disciple.
The total number of registered disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples will not exceed three thousand. As more emperor-level masters join, many of them will be eliminated. Of course, disciples at different levels,
The quality of the small destiny talisman obtained and the merits allocated are also different.
Core disciples will receive more God-willed tasks and thus receive more merits. Moreover, core disciples can receive 60% of the merits, which is far more than the 30% of ordinary disciples. The inner disciples on the next level will receive
His tasks were reduced accordingly, and his share of God's will was only 50%. The subsequent outer sect disciples and registered disciples followed suit, and so on.
Originally, a super group was divided, in which the super-class emperors participated in the competition. However, the super-class emperors were no small matter. No one came to participate this time, only Zhang Jun appeared pretending to be a high-class emperor.
Zhang Jun won the first place in the previous group and naturally became a core disciple. He stood together with the other nine core disciples. Finally, an old man stood up and handed a pill to each of them. The pill was fragrant.
It was tangy to the nose and very heavy in the hand. The old man said in a deep voice: "God has sealed the little destiny talisman in the pill. Please take it quickly!"
These people came here just to get the little destiny talisman, and they swallowed it without hesitation after hearing the words. Zhang Jun also imitated them and swallowed the pills into his belly. The pills immediately turned into clear water and condensed into merits.
Monument. But Zhang Jun always felt that this merit monument looked a little weird.
Sure enough, as soon as the Merit Monument appeared, the yellow light in the Dantian suddenly vibrated, and it rushed over to wrap up the Merit Monument. The Merit Monument suddenly let out a scream, and then turned into a black head, covered in black.
A hairy bug. This bug looks disgusting and emits a stench. It seems to be extremely afraid of the yellow light and keeps avoiding it.
However, as soon as the yellow light enveloped the insect, it turned into fly ash, and the yellow light returned to its original place.
Zhang Jun was surprised and thought to himself: "It's actually a Gu!" The yellow light forced the black insect out of its prototype, and Zhang Jun immediately recognized it. It was a kind of Gu. Gu is a kind of curse, but the difference is that it is cast on
It is used on insects to harm people. Since it is a curse, it will naturally be swallowed up by the curse of the gods in Zhang Jun's body.
The moment the black insect was swallowed, in a mysterious place far away in the wilderness, a young man in ancient clothes suddenly groaned. His body, sitting cross-legged on the high platform, swayed and almost fell over. He suddenly
He opened his eyes, with a surprised and uncertain expression on his face, and murmured: "Who broke my poison?"
After understanding the truth about the so-called "little destiny talisman", Zhang Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately shouted and said: "This pill is poisonous!"
The ten old men stared at him with cold eyes. Zhang Jun showed no fear on his face and ignored them, continuing: "This pill is not a little destiny talisman at all, but a kind of poison!"
"Nonsense!" An old man was furious, raised his hand and came directly towards Zhang Jun to suppress him.
Zhang Jun snorted coldly, struck out with a counterattack, and two mighty waves of providence struck together. He remained motionless, but the old man was suddenly blasted away, spitting out a mouthful of black blood in mid-air, as if he was seriously injured.