Wushuang City, City Lord's Mansion. Pinshu Mobile Terminal m.vodt
It was already packed to the brim and overcrowded.
In the huge martial arts training ground in the city lord's palace, ten huge battle platforms were built. On the battle platforms, countless monks were fighting crazily.
All of them were excited, with bloodthirsty and determination in their eyes.
Every monk is bound to win the top ten spots in this unparalleled city.
Even if they don't seek to be qualified to participate in the Nine Kingdoms Tournament, as long as they can stand out in a city, it will be of great benefit to their future cultivation.
On the battle stage, countless magical weapons are flying, various martial arts are emerging one after another, and those who are fighting are fighting extremely passionately.
As for those people in the audience, while watching the battle, they were also eager to try, waiting for their own battle.
After Wang Fan arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, the battle had already begun, but he was not interested in watching those people fight.
After all, the strongest among those contestants were only at the seventh or eighth level of the Mysterious Realm, so it was really difficult for him to catch his eye.
When Wang Fan entered the City Lord's Mansion, he received the number 1136, which means that he was the 1136th person to sign up.
He looked at the number on his hand and felt quite speechless.
A mere unparalleled city has so many monks signing up. This shows how difficult it will be to qualify for the Nine Kingdoms.
When Wang Fan felt quite bored, a man in a red shirt quickly stepped onto the third platform.
This man looked to be in his forties, wearing red clothes, holding a blood-red spear, and his whole body was filled with the aura of bloodshed.
The moment he was present, he attracted the attention of countless people, and countless trembling sounds were heard.
"The Blood Fiend slaughtered a spear, I didn't expect him to come too."
"Oh my God, this Blood Fiend Tu Yizhao is one of the most notorious casual cultivators in our Longao Empire. It seems that he will definitely get one of the ten places in this Wushuang City."
"It is rumored that this person's strength is extremely close to the realm. Not only is he ruthless and capable of leaping into battles, but he also always kills people with just one spear, and his whole body is stained with blood."
Ninety percent of those who offend this person will die miserably. I really didn’t expect that he would dare to come to this event with so many enemies."
The monks in the audience couldn't help but talk about it. Wang Fan couldn't help but look over after hearing these comments.
The moment he saw this person, his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, with interest flashing in them.
Although some monks said that this person's strength was infinitely close to the realm, in Wang Fan's eyes, this guy clearly concealed his strength and was a strong man at the second level of the realm.
Although this person is on the second level of cultivation, it is impossible to pose any threat to Wang Fan.
But such a powerful person appeared in this small Wushuang City, which made Wang Fan have to pay attention to the Nine Kingdoms.
Tu Yizhao's opponent was Nian, who was already pale, and his strength was at the eighth level of the Xuan Realm.
When he saw Tu Yizhao, his expression changed obviously, and his eyes flashed with fear.
But when Zheng was clasping his fists and planning to say something, Tu Yishao had already smiled ferociously, and the spear in his hand turned into a streak of red lightning, stabbing directly towards Nian sharply.
Tu Yishao didn't make any nonsense, his attacks were extremely ruthless, decisive and direct.
The moment the spear was thrust out, red rays of light emerged, and endless killing intent surged out, heading towards the pale Nian.
The pale Nian's face became even more ugly. He didn't even have time to speak as he was already enveloped by the red light.
He frantically stirred up the spiritual energy in his body, grabbed a triangular copper awl, and tried to resist. But with a bang, his triangular copper awl was blown away in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, streaks of red light directly flooded his body, and countless blood flowers scattered, dyeing Tu Yizhao's body and the entire battle platform red.
With one spear, the eighth level of the Xuan Realm died!
The people in the audience couldn't help but gasped when they saw this scene.
This Blood Demon Killing Spear is really terrifying. With this kind of method and this kind of strength, not many people dare to fight with it.
"I will take one of the top ten places in this Wushuang City. If anyone is not convinced, just come and fight. I will be waiting on the battlefield."
After Tu Yi spear killed that year, he stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from his mouth, glanced at the monks below, and said proudly.
Crazy! Crazy!
At this moment, this person actually has the aura to look down on the world!
All the monks in the audience looked ugly, but no one dared to challenge him.
Even those who thought that their strength was not weaker than Tu Yishao did not challenge Tu Yishao.