After Lie Longhao finished eating, they quickly left the hotel and ran straight to the competition place.
This is a large venue, with auditoriums arranged layer by layer around both sides of the several-hundred-meter-long ring. There is also a large screen in the center of the auditorium.
The auditorium was packed with people. Who wouldn’t want to see the strength of these young people from the mainland? Whether they were clergymen or not, they all came to watch and bought their seats early.
They walked into the arena together.
Right next to the ring, without going up to the auditorium, the adult who signed them up last time was sitting there.
They walked over.
"Name, level, spiritual seal." Zhang Qingzhi asked. Like last time, he didn't even raise his head.
They walked over, and Lie Longhao said: "My name is Lielonghao, Spirit Seal, Fire Dragon Man, Level 52."
"Fire Dragon Man!" Zhang Qingzhi raised his head fiercely, with an incredible look on his slightly old face.
The others looked at him, and he shook his head and regained his composure.
Aotian stepped forward and said: "Aotian, golden dragon, level sixty-two."
Zhang Qingzhi's expression that had just regained his composure became startled again, and he raised his head and looked at Aotian blankly.
Before the man could react, Su Yuqing spoke.
"Su Yuqing, Demon Goddess, Level 61."
"Senjun, Bishenman, level sixty."
Zhang Qingzhi looked at the watch in his hand, then stood up and said, "It seems that the four of you are in the same team, right?"
They nodded.
Zhang Qingzhi took a deep breath. Among the four people, three were over level 60, and the one at level 50 was the rarest spiritual seal in the mainland.
"Go over there and take your age test." Zhang Qingzhi's tone was obviously trembling.
They walked up to a huge machine, which opened the door of the warehouse.
Zhang Qingzhi said: "Let's go in together."
They did as they were told, but as soon as they entered, the barn door was closed and the sound of the machine sounded: "Sixteen years old, sixteen years old, seventeen years old, sixteen years old."
When the cabin door opened again, what they saw was Zhang Qingzhi's surprised look.
"Is it okay?" Lie Longhao asked tentatively.
After a brief hesitation, Zhang Qingzhi said: "Let's choose the area, and we will draw lots for the competition later."
They walked to the candidate area together, which was a small separate house, and they had no idea who was in the other teams.
Not long after, a middle-aged man came with a ballot box and asked them to draw one ticket inside.
They did it.
Then a number five was drawn.
The middle-aged man told them: "You are team No. 5 now. When the loudspeaker above calls, you can go up and compete."
Then, the middle-aged man walked out.
It seems that I got the first-class ticket, and the number I got is higher.
There is a thick piece of glass in front of this room, which allows you to clearly see the situation outside. There is no sound insulation effect compared to the outside.
Above the playing field, a man slowly walked out of a gorgeous door. He wore a gorgeous crown, a gorgeous yellow robe, and a big sharp glove on his right hand, like
It looks like a claw. Next to him are a man and a woman. Isn't this woman Murong Yue?
As soon as this person appeared, the audience below cheered and shouted wildly. This is the emperor of this world.
The emperor made a false gesture, and the whole place fell silent.
"The triennial continent-wide young priest competition is about to begin. I am here to participate with great excitement. I want to see the flowers of our next motherland..."
This opening speech actually lasted for a full hour, but no one in the audience felt tired, and everyone was excited.
Later, Murong Yue and another person carried a distinguished chair behind the emperor. The emperor sat down directly, while Murong Yue and another person beside him stood respectfully.
At this time, a disk flew over from the sky, which looked like an aircraft. An adult man in a tuxedo stood above it.
"Hello everyone, I am the referee of this competition. I would like to emphasize that you can use any weapon, but you cannot use deadly strikes. After all, friendship comes first, competition second..."
The referee's high-pitched voice sounded: "First game, No. 3 vs. No. 5!"
In the candidate room, the five of them were all shocked. How could this be possible? They didn't even figure out what was going on.
Finally, I reluctantly walked out of the candidate room and walked outside the competition venue.
The referee controlled the aircraft to fly up and down in the air and said: "One on one, please send a player from both sides to compete."
And one-on-one!
The four of them gathered together, and Aotian said: "Since this is the first game, who should we send?"
"Shall I go?" Lie Longhao was a little eager to give it a try.
"No!" Su Yuqing interrupted Aotian before he could speak. "You can't come out first. Now you are our killer move. In the last few games, you have to hide your abilities too much.
"
"But I'm only fifty-second grade." Lie Longhao whispered.
"I'll go." Sen Jun said without paying any attention to him.
"Well, don't use your life to pronounce the sentence, retain your strength and pave the way for us later."
The referee explained above: "Dear spectators, the game is divided into two stages. The first stage is a one-on-one challenge, with a total score of ten points accounting for three points. The second stage is a team battle, with all members of both sides playing, and the total score is
Seven points. The one with the highest final score wins, but if it is a perfect score, then you will get a lot of information that will be beneficial to the subsequent games. The first stage is for everyone to warm up, but it is undoubtedly the most interesting, those who have personal heroes
Those who believe in ism can now show off their skills."
"Please send players from both sides to compete."
Mori Jun walked up slowly. This was his first time competing in front of so many people. It was inevitable that he would be a little nervous. His usually out-of-the-box personality was much restrained.
A person slowly walked up from the opposite side, and that person looked a little nervous. After all, this was the first show, and who wouldn’t want to do a good job and give the audience a good impression?
A man walking up from the opposite side had thick brows, a righteous look on his face, and a very burly body.
It's a rule in mainland China to reveal each other's names before a battle. I don't know why or when it started.
"Mori Jun."
"Chen Haoyu, please give me some advice."
Chen Haoyu had a solemn look on his face. Judging from the fluctuations in the opponent's aura, he must be a strong man above level 50, but he...
This is the first game of the game, and no one wants to lose.
The referee shouted: "Both sides please retreat to both sides of the competition stage."
They both turned around and walked to the edge of the competition stage with their backs facing each other.
"Game~"
As soon as the referee controlled the disc supporting him under his feet, the man flew very high.
"start!"
When the word "start" came out, the audience was excited and cheered and shouted.
Chen Haoyu released his spiritual seal instantly, and hair grew on his body. His body muscles also grew a lot. Now he looks like an orangutan.
Sen Jun, a few hundred meters away, raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Orangutan-like spiritual seal? Interesting.
He didn't actually release the spiritual seal, but ran towards Chen Haoyu in small steps.
Chen Haoyu shouted on the ground and kicked hard, and he rushed towards Senjun. Of course, he was much faster than Senjun because he was possessed by the spirit seal.
In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Sen Jun, raising his huge palm to grab Sen Jun. Chen Haoyu's body was now three times larger than Sen Jun's.
Senjun turned around deftly, his eyes lit up with spiritual seals, and a vine stretched out from his hand and slammed onto the ground.
Sen Junren was more than ten meters high in the air, and Chen Haoyu's grasp was empty.
When Senjun fell, the previous vines actually formed a loop. When Senjun fell, he pulled his hand, and the loop caught Chen Haoyu.
Chen Haoyu instinctively tore at the vines. Suddenly, the spiritual seal lit up, and the muscles on his body seemed to have grown a little stronger. With a hard pull, the vines broke.
Senjun felt uncomfortable this time. He had poured a lot of spiritual power into the vines, and his control over these spiritual powers was suddenly cut off.
The audience shouted happily, and some had already started to cheer for Chen Haoyu.
Senjun would not be shocked by this change. He tapped his feet lightly on the ground and slowly regained his balance.
Chen Haoyu didn't give Sen Jun a chance to breathe. His spiritual seal lit up again, and his eyes were filled with red blood.
Bloodthirsty spiritual skills?
When he saw Chen Haoyu rushing over, his right hand suddenly slammed to the ground.
Vine after vine rose from the ground, blocking Chen Haoyu who was charging forward. Since these vines were not infused with spiritual power, they were easily torn apart by Chen Haoyu, but this greatly reduced his speed.
This buffer time is enough for Mori Jun.
A low spell sounded from Sen Jun's mouth. Huge boulders appeared out of thin air and were then spliced together. This was a huge stone man. The huge object was round and the whole body was made of stone, but it was covered with moss.
The interior is connected by vines, which are like its meridians. The body is not much taller than Sen Jun, but the body is extremely strong, about the same height as Chen Haoyu.
Ancient stone statue!
"What is this?" the referee's surprised voice sounded. "This is a summoning skill! It turns out that a hero is born in a boy. He has mastered summoning skills at such a young age. Mori Jun's future is limitless!"
Chen Haoyu was still entangled with the vines at this time, and the ancient stone statue slowly walked up to him.
"Holy shit!" Chen Haoyu couldn't help but cursed.
The huge stone statue blocked his view. The mountain-like stone statue looked so terrifying. The muscles made of stones were full of power. He had a feeling that he might not be able to block this big guy's punch.