After the monk finished speaking, the scene suddenly became noisy again, and almost most of the monks' faces became ugly.
This kind of rule is really cruel, it simply forces the opponent to kill him.
After all, if you kill your opponent, you can get all the opponent's points, and you can also eliminate the opponent.
If you just win, it means that not only will you get fewer points, but your opponent may not even be eliminated.
Wang Fan couldn't help but frown secretly when he heard the introduction of the rules.
Although he knew that death and injury were inevitable in such things as competitions, once such rules came out, one could imagine how bloody the subsequent competition would be.
At the same time, Wang Fan was also observing the monk on the high platform.
He had already learned from the whispers of the people around him that this person was the weakest Immortal Emperor of the first level, Yong Wudao, who was also his best target.
However, Wang Fan still needs to seriously consider how to kill Yong Wudao and how to kill him.
"Okay, since everyone already knows the rules, I won't say more. Now I will start to call the names, and the nine people I called will get on the stage and accept the challenge until the top 100 are decided."
Yong Wudao didn't give everyone time to think. After he finished speaking, he immediately started calling the names.
Obviously, the Yong family only wants to recruit geniuses, or to recruit strong people. They don't need many rules at all, they just want to be simple, direct and quick.
Therefore, there is no first or second round, we just need to wait for the top 100 to be produced.
"Zhang Zhaoyuan, Battle Platform No. 1."
"Xing Ruyu, Battle Platform No. 2."
"Yunfeng, Battle Platform No. 3."
Following Yong Wudao's voice, nine monks were quickly targeted and flew to the battle platform.
Seeing that all nine monks were already on stage, Yong Wudao didn't waste any time and directly announced, "Now, the game begins."
After finishing speaking, he waved his right hand, and a huge stone tablet appeared not far away.
In the center of the top of the stele, there is the word "rank" written on it, but the bottom part is empty.
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Obviously, only when the points reach a certain level, or the points ranking reaches a certain level, will the name be displayed on it.
After the monk threw the stone tablet, he did not introduce the function of the stone tablet. He left the high platform, took out a golden chair and sat in the void.
But the scene fell into an eerie silence.
For a moment, no monk came on stage to challenge.
Some people who knew the nine people on the battlefield did not dare to challenge them.
Because they all know that these nine people are very strong and are not easy to deal with at all.
Those who did not know the monks on the battlefield did not want to challenge them so quickly.
Because the earlier you challenge, the sooner you are likely to be eliminated, so it is better to challenge again later.
Of course, despite this, everyone knows that this quietness is only short-lived, and soon, a fierce battle will begin.
When Wang Fan saw that there was no monk on the stage to challenge, he couldn't help but frown, and then he appeared on the No. 1 battle platform with a flash of his body.
The purpose of his coming here is not to join the Yong family, but to get close to Yong Wudao, and then take the opportunity to kill him.
And if you want to get close to Yong Wudao and get reuse, you must show enough strength.
Otherwise, how could Yong Wudao fall in love with him?
And once Yong Wudao looks down on him, he will not be able to get close to Yong Wudao. In that case, it will be even harder to kill Yong Wudao.
"good!"
"Fellow Taoist is mighty!"
"Kill! Kill him!"
As Wang Fan took the stage, the atmosphere instantly became heated.
Screams came out one after another, and the scene exploded in an instant.
Zhang Zhao on the No. 1 battlefield
Yuan is a black-faced male cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of Immortal Lord.
His magic weapon is a fiery red long knife. Just standing there gives people an extremely violent feeling.
If it were an ordinary monk, I am afraid that just facing his aura would make him fearful, and thus he would not be able to have the slightest intention to fight.
Zhang Zhaoyuan suddenly became angry when he saw that Wang Fan actually came on stage and was the first to challenge him.
After all, the nine battle platforms are currently empty. Wang Fan does not challenge others, but comes to challenge him. What does this mean?
With anger, Zhang Zhaoyuan stared at Wang Fan and said coldly, "You ant are so brave. You dare to be the first to challenge me. You will regret your decision soon."
Zhang Zhaoyuan said coldly, the Immortal Lord's domain had spread and enveloped Wang Fan directly.
At the same time, the fiery red sword in his hand was already drawn out, rolling up a sea of fiery red swords and attacking Wang Fan overwhelmingly.
Wang Fan listened to Zhang Zhaoyuan's words and then looked at his actions, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He really didn't understand why this guy dared to be so confident. .??.
Facing Zhang Zhaoyuan's violent attack, if Wang Fan was willing, he could easily defeat the opponent's offensive with just one sword strike, and then kill him.
However, Wang Fan did not do that.
Firstly, he didn't want to appear too evil, and secondly, he had no enmity with Zhang Zhaoyuan and had never thought of killing him.
Seeing that the fiery red sea of knives was about to hit Wang Fan, Wang Fan did not continue to idle, but took action directly.
He raised the ancient divine sword in his hand, rolled up sword flowers, and struck at the sea of knives.
Boom boom boom!
Along with several deafening loud noises, everyone only saw streaks of sword light passing by, and then the sea of knives was actually divided into several pieces.
Wang Fan, on the other hand, took advantage of the moment when the sea of knives was split open, his body flashed, and he killed Zhang Zhaoyuan directly.
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Zhang Zhaoyuan saw that Wang Fan could split open his sea of swords like this, and he instantly realized that Wang Fan was not as simple as he thought, and was not even weaker than him.
Therefore, he did not dare to be careless at all, but raised his sword again and struck at Wang Fan.
Boom boom boom!
The ear-piercing roaring sound resounded, and the violent immortal energy exploded continuously. The two people soon fought with each other for ten moves.
For a moment, the battle platform was completely enveloped by the light and shadow of swords, and the roaring sound was endless and extremely fierce.
Zhang Zhaoyuan felt the power of Wang Fan's attack and was even more frightened.
He obviously underestimated Wang Fan again, and he did not expect that he would encounter a tough opponent in his first battle.
At the same time, Wang Fan felt that he was almost done, so the moment the eleventh sword was struck, he defeated Zhang Zhaoyuan's offensive, and the tip of the sword fell on his shoulder.
laugh!
The blood mist spattered, and Zhang Zhaoyuan couldn't help but turn pale. Then he was thrown away by Wang Fan and fell directly off the fighting platform.
"Hiss... so strong!"
"Okay, wonderful!"
"Zhang Zhaoyuan was defeated?"
And looking at Zhang Zhaoyuan who was sent flying off the stage, the scene once again heard a cry of exclamation.
Especially those monks who knew Zhang Zhaoyuan were simply shocked.
At the same time, fierce battles had begun on the other eight battle platforms.
Even the winners of two of the battle platforms have been determined, but the losers have already been killed.
Wang Fan glanced at the two monks who were killed and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Those two people were also powerful in the late stage of Immortal Lord. It was so difficult, but they died here.
Whoosh!
Just when Wang Fan was thinking about this, a sound of breaking wind sounded, and then, another monk appeared on the battlefield.