Zhong Yan shook his head and sighed slightly. He didn't feel strange about this in his heart. Sword cultivators themselves are a group of proud people. When they meet together, who would think that their swords are worse than others'. Compared with those who practice swordsmanship, on the contrary, they are more powerful.
If you want to be recognized by others of the same kind and defeat the opponent, you will feel an inexplicable excitement in your heart.
"Would you like to go up and try it?"
"There are a lot of newcomers recently, and they all lack actual combat and the experience of facing life and death. It will be good for the future to try it more."
Yang Chengping said with a smile.
"I want to give it a try. I came here just to appreciate the strength of the great geniuses in all the worlds."
Zhong Yan said without hesitation. The purpose of coming here is not for actual combat. Why don't you still want to watch other people's matches? No matter how exciting other people's battles are, they belong to others. Watching may be rewarding, but it is definitely not as good as
A bloody battle that I personally experienced.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was already walking towards the huge crystal pillar.
The crystal pillar is large enough to allow a large number of monks to approach it together.
After Zhong Yan got closer, his hand touched the crystal pillar. The next second, his mind naturally merged into it, and a name appeared on the crystal pillar.
Zhong Yan!!
At the same time, there is another ranking: 5826494568
This is a number of more than five billion.
"There are actually so many people. The Void Competition Tower is really a gathering of powerful people from all over the world."
Zhong Yan's words are not wrong. In fact, as long as you are promoted to the Yiyang Realm, to a certain extent, you are already extraordinary. You are not on par with ordinary people. The destructive power you can exert is not only the Yiyang Realm, but
Enough to cause catastrophic damage.
Moreover, not only the human race, but all races in the world can enter and exit here, and they can also fight the enemy here.
"Try a fight first."
Looking at his ranking, which was completely at the bottom, Zhong Yan felt a fighting spirit in his heart and looked at the ranking in front of him. Without choosing too deliberately, he directly found the name above his.
Zhu Dachang!!
He was chosen because his name shone brightly, and it was obvious that he was in the Void Tower. Therefore, Zhong Yan did not make any more choices. This first game, whether he won or lost, was just an attempt. It was not.
He said that he must win.
"challenge!!"
In a flash of thought, I have already issued a challenge to him.
Not long after, an invisible force instantly enveloped his body. Then, the scenery in front of him changed. His feet felt light at first, and then he felt like he was down to earth.
Looking straight ahead, he could suddenly see that he was already standing on a huge void arena. Outside the arena, there were seats, which were the seats for the audience. However, there were obviously not many people on the audience stage now. There were probably only
Compared to the countless seats, these thousands of people are nothing to mention.
After all, Zhong Yan is just a newcomer. How can he expect that many people will pay attention to him? There are thousands of people, which is already a large number of people in the Void Tower. Many of them stay in the audience to watch the battle. It is not that they are specially
For whom are you here?
Some people stay here specifically to collect intelligence.
If any new powerful person appears, this information will be valuable. If it is sold to those in need, a large amount of wealth can be obtained immediately.
"Newcomer, I haven't seen this person before."
"There have been a lot of newcomers recently, but there are quite a few with outstanding strength. For example, there are several strong men in the Demon Qing Dynasty. Their secret method of demon corpse is quite powerful. In recent years, there are not a few strong men who have been created. However,
Yao Qing is a bit evil and is not something to be trifled with."
"I heard that the demonic disaster has become more and more serious. All major civilizations have begun to focus on cultivating a new generation. Recently, a large number of pioneer lords have been born. I don't know how many people can come out."
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In the audience, many people were talking quietly. However, these had nothing to do with Zhong Yan. His eyes were completely focused on the opposite side.
All I saw was a young man wearing a rich robe opposite him. He was a bit obese, with a big belly just like Maitreya Buddha. He had a fat head and big ears. No matter how you looked at it, you felt like he was from a wealthy family.
The eldest young master is very rich. If he just rolls this into the oil pan, he can easily explode dozens of kilograms of oil. Just like that, he also held a paper fan in his hand, opened it, and fanned himself vigorously.
, seems to be very afraid of heat.
"Zhu Dachang, this is obviously pig intestine."
When Zhong Yan saw it, he felt some disapproval in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
Now that he has stepped onto the stage, he is a monk and an enemy.
When facing an enemy, he knew very well what would happen if he was careless. Naturally, he would not make such a mistake.
"Zhong Yan."
Zhong Yan looked across and said.
"My name is Zhu Dachang, and I have just arrived at the Void Tower not long ago. It is really unkind to fight and kill."
"I think it would be better for Brother Zhong to admit defeat. I, Zhu Dachang, will go down and treat you to a meal and a drink, and find the most beautiful girl to accompany you. This would be great, and you don't have to use weapons, and it would be nice and peaceful. What do you think?"
"
Zhu Dachang said with a smile.
His eyes look like a Maitreya Buddha when he smiles. It's really hard to find where his eyes are at a glance.
"It's no big deal, let's fight."
Zhong Yan heard this and shook his head.
In the arena, you have to engage in cheating and cheating for personal gain. If you were to do this on the battlefield, you might become a deserter at any time.
"Haha, isn't this already a fight?"
Zhu Dachang grinned, shook the paper fan in his hand, pointed to where Zhong Yan was, and said with a smile.
Almost instantly, a golden circle appeared at the location of my feet. This circle enveloped the entire body. In an instant, it cut off the connection between the body and the outside world. It was as if the place where I was had turned into a tower.
An unbreakable cage.
"Wenqi, draw the ground as a prison, you are a Confucian and Taoist monk."
Zhong Yan was shocked when he saw it. Looking at Zhu Dachang's appearance, he never imagined that he would be a Confucian cultivator and that he still has literary spirit in his body. This is simply unbelievable. Confucian cultivators are a very special group of monks.
, this means that you need to rely on yourself to develop a literary spirit. You really need to learn a lot and understand the truth from the classics in order to develop a literary spirit.
Such a fat man with a fat head and big ears can also be knowledgeable and know how to make articles.
It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
"Haha, low-key, low-key."
Zhu Dachang said with a smile.
But while he was speaking, his lips were shining, and a black spear condensed out of thin air. As soon as it emerged, it flashed with rich literary energy, and a thunderbolt sounded in the air, piercing Zhong Yan like lightning. The spear's
The target was clearly Zhong Yan's head. On the spear, one could clearly see big characters. There seemed to be waves of poetry echoing.
"I'm glad that my military uniform is soaked in sweat, why worry about damaging the fur on my hands and feet? I'm a young man with great skills in swords and guns, and he'll be able to cross the trenches on the battlefield in the future."
The poem conveys a different sonorous meaning, making the sharp edge of the spear even sharper.
This is the poem of quenching the spear.
"The magical power of Confucianism and Taoism - lip gun!!"
Zhong Yan's eyes contracted violently, and his whole soul sent out a huge warning. Strong danger filled his heart. From this spear, he clearly felt that he was in danger of death.
At the same time, he responded quickly without any hesitation.
Although drawing the ground as a prison can restrict his pace and body shape, it cannot prevent him from counterattacking. The only restriction is that his feet cannot move.
"Psychic Card—Fireball Card!!"
There was a flash of light in front of Zhong Yan, and a card with red light appeared. The light on the card was blazing, but it did not turn into a fireball. Instead, like a magic weapon, it flew out towards the lip gun and scratched it. Long sky.
The card is very flexible and faster. Under the control of the power of the mind, it can be accurately cut on the body of the lip gun.
Ding!!
With a crisp sound, the two collided together instantly. At the same time as the collision, the card exploded and turned into a ball of flames, covering the spear, as if it was going to burn the lip gun into iron juice. Unfortunately, this goal was simply impossible. When he failed to achieve it, the lip gun burst out with brilliant literary energy, and the verses on it flickered, shattering the flame into pieces, quickly collapsing, and continued to attack Zhong Yan.
"Card manifestation, mind control!!"
Zhong Yan's eyes shrank, and in his mind, the Soul Palace kept running, quickly deducing the trajectory, speed, and possible destructive power of the lip gun. The thinking deduction ability brought by the Soul Palace was operating to the extreme.
In the sea of consciousness, the mind cards appear.
Outside the body, six mind cards appeared in succession. Each one was like substance, controlled by the power of the mind. Soon, three mind cards successively faced the tip of the verbal gun, but , not a direct head-on collision, but a bottom-up collision.
Bang bang bang!!
One piece!
Two!
Three pictures!!
Although the power of the mind contained in the card and the power of the card's own flames were not enough to destroy the lip gun at once, they caused the lip gun to be shaken one after another, causing the direction of the hole to shift in an instant, sticking to the scalp and flying away. go out.
The other three mind cards showed the shape of a Chinese character and were quickly crossed.
Cards in flight are constantly rotating.
When it broke through the air, the edge of the card shone with light, blooming with edge. It could be seen at a glance that this card, if it fell on you, was enough to cut off the neck of an ordinary person on the spot.
"hey-hey."
Zhu Dachang smiled, and the paper fan in his hand flew up into the air. On the paper fan, a painting suddenly appeared. There was a Taotie in the painting. In the blink of an eye, the Taotie seemed to be alive. When he opened his mouth, a huge suction force came from his mouth. He forcefully swallowed three mind cards in one gulp.
“Bah bah bah!!”
He opened his mouth and spat several times at Zhong Yan.
These few shots were extraordinary, a black spear shot out like this.
This time, facing Zhong Yan's mind card, he obviously made a judgment. These verbal spears did not just attack in a dull manner. In mid-air, they could twist strangely like spiritual snakes, blocking the mind card with two mouths. The gun with his lips stabbed into Zhong Yan's body unceremoniously.