I don’t know if it was because of the lighting up of the third divine pattern, but Ye Haoran suddenly had a lot more inspiration for the use of the power of the Five Elements Dharma Source. However, Ye Haoran was not in a hurry to deduce the practice, but looked as if he had it. He stared thoughtfully at his third divine mark point.
"To light up the third divine pattern, it actually requires the power of the four attributes of wind, thunder, electricity, and light." Ye Haoran felt confused.
Although he now knows how to light up the third divine pattern, Ye Haoran has never seen the power of the magic source with the four attributes of wind, thunder, lightning, and light. At least, all the beast-source ribs that Ye Haoran has seen so far, I have seen all the known sources of magic power with attributes, but they always only have the attributes of the five elements. Where does the power of the source of magic with the four attributes of wind, thunder, lightning and light come from?
"This is really a troublesome thing. I've never even seen it. How can I get it?" Ye Haoran smiled bitterly.
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The next day, early in the morning, Ye Haoran followed Hu Qiu and others to the square of the Nanhe Tribe, where the arena for the competition had already been set up.
The chiefs of the four major tribes sat at the top of the square. There were rest rooms on both sides, which were prepared for the twelve people participating in the competition.
Without too much nonsense, the chief of the Nanhe tribe came forward and introduced the rules of the competition, and then the competition started directly.
The rules of the competition are very simple. There are four stages. The last four people who can stand on the stage are the top four in this competition. The last four will compete one by one to determine the champion, runner-up, third place and fourth place. name.
As for the order of appearance, it was appointed by the clan leaders of their respective tribes, and the game officially kicked off.
As the top player of the Tata tribe, Ye Haoran was naturally left at the end by Hu Qiu to prevent Ye Haoran from encountering a strong opponent too early or exposing his own strength in advance.
Soon, the competition on the four arenas began. The ones responsible for the safety of the arena competition were the four elders of the Nanhe tribe on the arena, powerful fourth-level ancient warriors. Secondly, there were also four clan leaders of the tribes. Looking at it from above, basically there will be no death.
The clan leaders of the four tribes were all relatively weak players sent in the first round, and all of them were only at the level of major general.
With the end of the first round of the top four, the temporary top four in the arena are two players from the Nanhe Tribe, one player from the Fengyu Tribe, and one player from the Desert Tribe, while the Tata Tribe only sent one person in the first round. So after the defeat, no one stayed in the arena.
From the contestants sent out in the first round, we can see which of the four major tribes is stronger and which is weaker. The Nanhe Tribe actually sent out two strong ones in the first round, and both of them firmly occupied the stage.
Next comes the second round of competition. After this round, the candidates for the top four will basically be determined.
Sure enough, the second round of fighting was much more intense than the first round, but the final result was that the Nanhe tribe still occupied two arenas, the Fengyu tribe occupied one, and the Desert tribe occupied one. As for the Tata tribe, it had always been It was a defeat, no one had grabbed the ring position.
On the stage, Jiang Yinting watched this scene with a proud smile on his face. He looked at Huqiu on the side and said: "Huqiu, it seems that your tribe is really going to be at the bottom again, and, look, I can't even get a spot in the top four."
Listening to Jiang Yinting's ridicule, Hu Qiu remained calm and composed. Although there are now four champions in the arena, the strength of the four champions is only at the level of a third-level ancient warrior, although several of them are close to the level of a fourth-level ancient warrior. level, but compared with Ye Haoran, the gap is too far.
Therefore, Hu Qiu is not worried about the current situation at all. Anyway, for him, among the three players from the Tata Tribe, only Ye Haoran has the strength to reach the semi-finals, so it doesn't matter whether he takes the lead early or later.
"Huqiu, you have fifty level three demon beast inner elixirs, five level four demon beast inner elixirs, and one heaven-sent fruit. It seems that I will win." Jiang Yinting looked very proud.
The chief of the Nanhe Tribe and the chief of the Fengyu Tribe also enjoyed it. They were happy to watch the two fight and watch such a joke.
"It's too early for who loses and who wins. Isn't there one contestant from our Tata tribe who hasn't taken the stage? It's your desert tribe. Three contestants are now on the stage. If your remaining contestant is beaten by someone, If you go down, you won't even be able to enter the semi-finals." Hu Qiu sneered, this was the moment he was waiting for, at least before the semi-finals came out, he could defeat Jiangyinting first.
"Haha." Of course Jiang Yinting knows that if the last player he is currently kicked off the ring, then his tribe will miss the top four. Don't forget, except for the Nanhe Tribe and the Tata Tribe, Except for one player who did not play, all the players from Fengyu Tribe have also come out.
Moreover, judging from the relationship between the four tribes, the remaining players of the Nanhe Tribe will either not take action, or they will definitely challenge the Fengyu Tribe in the arena, not the Desert Tribe.
After all, although the Nanhe Tribe is powerful, it occupies two places in the top four, which is enough. Coupled with the grievances between the Nanhe Tribe and the Fengyu Tribe, Jiang Yinting is almost certain that the last player from the Nanhe Tribe will challenge Fengyu. Tribe players.
The only ones who can really threaten his Desert Tribe are the remaining players from the Tata Tribe. As for the players from the Tata Tribe, Jiang Yinting has never cared about them.
"Huqiu, it's a joke that you think the remaining player in your tribe can defeat Fu Tao from my tribe. As far as I know, the two strongest players in your Tata tribe have already been eliminated." Jiangyin Ting's face was full of confidence.
As the leader of the Nanhe tribe announced the start of the final round of the semi-finals competition, Ye Haoran finally slowly appeared in everyone's sight at Hu Qiu's signal.
Ye Haoran's appearance immediately caused a commotion among many Nanhe tribe members who were watching the battle.
"A junior ancient warrior."
"Is there no one left in the Tata tribe?"
"To actually send such a weak guy to participate in the competition, even I can kill him with one finger."
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There was a burst of criticism in the crowd, but Ye Haoran walked calmly towards the ring occupied by Fu Tao of the Desert Tribe. The target of his challenge this time was this Fu Tao. As long as he defeated Fu Tao, then the Desert Tribe would become Since Huqiu was at the bottom of the competition this time, Huqiu would naturally win the bet between Jiangyinting and Jiangyinting.
When Jiang Yinting saw that the last person to represent the Tata tribe in the competition was such a junior ancient warrior, he couldn't help but be shocked. After being stunned for a while, he laughed loudly and looked at Hu Qiu with a smile on his face. He mocked: "Huqiu, are you crazy about losing? You actually sent a junior ancient warrior to participate in the competition. Has your Tata tribe really been reduced to no one?"
"Such a weak ancient warrior, I'm afraid many people watching the game can crush him with one hand." Jiang Yinting laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
The leader of the Nanhe tribe also frowned, looked at Huqiu with a gloomy expression, and said in a stiff tone: "Huqiu, even if you knew that you wouldn't get a place in this competition, you shouldn't send such a junior Ancient warriors, come and participate in the competition, you are insulting the contestants."
"That's right, Hu Qiu, your decision is really stupid. To send such a weak ancient warrior, you might as well just admit defeat and not let everyone see your joke." Dai Donghe, the leader of the Fengyu tribe, also He said with an unhappy look.
Facing the scolding and ridicule of the three clan leaders, Hu Qiu remained extraordinarily calm and murmured: "Whether Ye Haoran of our tribe is a weak ancient warrior or not, you will know after he takes action."
Hearing this, the three chiefs of the other tribes frowned slightly. They could tell that Hu Qiu's words were not a joke.
"How can a junior ancient warrior surpass so many levels and defeat Fu Tao, who is comparable to a fourth-level ancient warrior in our tribe? If that is the case, I would rather die in front of you." Jiang Yinting said sarcastically. , junior ancient warrior, this is the weakest ancient warrior. He has not even condensed the cyclone, and is at most stronger than ordinary people. Compared with Fu Tao, who is comparable to a fourth-level ancient warrior, the distance between the two is too big.
"You said this yourself, don't regret it." Hu Qiu grinned.
Finally, at this time, Ye Haoran had already stepped into the competition ring. When Fu Tao saw Ye Haoran, he couldn't help but frown slightly and said with disdain: "Is there really no one in the Tata tribe? Send such a weak person?" Guy, are you here to die? Get out of here and don’t get my hands dirty."
Because Ye Haoran was from the Tata tribe, Fu Tao certainly didn't have a good look on him, and seeing the cultivation aura of Ye Haoran, a junior ancient warrior, he couldn't help but think that the Tata tribe was deliberately trying to humiliate him.
Ye Haoran faced Tao's contempt and remained unmoved. He walked straight onto the stage, slightly cupped his hands and said, "I'm going down to the Tata Tribe, Ye Haoran, please give me some advice."
"Okay, since you want to seek death on your own, then don't blame me." Fu Tao snorted coldly, murderous intent burst out. There was such a big difference in strength and cultivation between the two, it was impossible to fight. As long as Fu Tao used a little more strength, It was enough to kill Ye Haoran.
As he spoke, Fu Tao's body swayed, and he disappeared from the spot. He quickly stabbed Ye Haoran with his sword. Because he regarded Ye Haoran as a junior ancient warrior, he naturally didn't pay much attention to it, so he just said it casually. He stabbed out a sword, but the speed was extremely fast.
Ye Haoran looked at Fu Tao's quick thrust with a sneer on his face. Not to mention that Fu Tao now despises Ye Haoran's existence. Even if Fu Tao goes all out, he can't even make a single move in Ye Haoran's hands. Don't go there.
"Chichi."
It was too late, but in the blink of an eye, Fu Tao's long sword came to Ye Haoran. Although this sword did not use all its strength, it was enough to kill the junior ancient warrior hundreds of times.
Just when Fu Tao was about to pierce Ye Haoran's chest, Fu Tao's expression suddenly changed. The sword he thrust out actually missed and hit the air.