Chapter 247: The group qualified and entered the top 100
It is true that Lin Ming is powerful, but those direct disciples of Qixuan Valley are too strong. Their cultivation at the peak of Pulse Condensation is a whole level higher than that of Lin Ming, and each of them is a genius who can fight beyond the level.
Better than the average mid-term acquired master.
No matter how powerful Lin Ming is, it is impossible for him to cross nearly two realms to compete with the masters in the middle stage of the day after tomorrow. Then he will really alarm the entire Qixuan Valley.
Qin Xingxuan said: "There are only twenty candidates for the championship, all of whom are core disciples of Qixuan Valley. Among them, the seed players in the ten groups are the most popular. Jiang Lanjian from our group is also among them. The odds are one to twenty, right.
, there is also Zhang Yanzhao, who comes from the Sixteenth Xiuwu family, and his odds are thirty-five to one."
Zhang Yanzhao?
Lin Ming felt that the name sounded familiar. He recalled it carefully and then remembered that when he was in Nanhua Tower, Ouyang Ziyun's younger brother once mentioned this name. Zhang Yanzhao of the Zhang family entered the top twenty in the last general sect competition! Of course.
, although he is in the top twenty, he is still far behind the top ten direct disciples of Qixuan Valley. He has been practicing for three more years this time, so he must have achieved great results.
Since the Qixuan Valley General Sect's martial arts competition was held, the first place has always been in the hands of the core disciples of the Qixuan Valley, and has never fallen into the hands of outsiders. Zhang Yanzhao was selected as one of the twenty people and received a score of one to thirty.
The odds of five are already quite difficult.
"By the way... didn't you just say that I was also selected as a seed player?" Lin Ming asked.
"Uh... you were just selected as a seed player from the thirty-six countries. I bet you to be the first among the thirty-six countries. There are seven people selected. Your odds are six to one."
"Six to one? It seems like my odds are not that good either, am I not ranked high?"
"Well, the top ones are a pair of brothers and sisters from the Jingchan Kingdom. Both of their cultivations are at the peak of the mid-stage pulse condensation, and they are about to enter the late stage of pulse condensation. Their odds are two to one."
"Jingchan Kingdom..." Because of the distance, Lin Ming was very unfamiliar with this country. He had only heard some rumors. Jingchan Kingdom was an extremely mysterious country. Its land area was slightly smaller than Tianyun Kingdom, but its strength
But it is stronger than the Horo Kingdom.
Lin Ming recalled it for a moment and said with a smile: "Xingxuan, if you want to win some money to eat at Nanhua Tower, you can buy me some."
"Haha... Actually, I have already bought twenty True Essence Stones." Qin Xingxuan stuck out her tongue and said a little embarrassedly. She felt that this was suspected of speculation. Although she did not believe that Lin Ming could win the championship, she believed that Lin Ming could defeat him.
There is no problem with the brothers and sisters of Jingchan Kingdom, and Lin Ming has not yet drawn a gun.
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After lunch, the afternoon competition began. The schedule was all artificially arranged, without any drawing. The basic principle was that the seeded players would not meet each other in the group stage, and warriors from the same place would try to avoid it.
Twenty-one people, playing fifteen games. Basically, the seeded players who are expected to reach the top 30 can all stagger each other.
Lin Ming missed Bi Tinghua, Jiang Lanjian, Ling Sen and Qin Xingxuan. In the afternoon game, there were more abstentions and fewer challenges. Until the seventh round, Lin Ming met an opponent in the middle stage of Pulse Condensation - the weapon refiner from Qixuan Valley.
Sun Dong of Zong.
Sun Dong's cultivation level has reached the mid-stage of Pulse Condensation. He was already quite good in the group stage. There shouldn't be much problem in qualifying. Moreover, as a disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, he can restrain the soul attack warriors.
Sun Dong stood on the ring with great confidence. Three feet above his head, there was a small cauldron with three legs and two ears spinning slowly.
"You are very strong, but it is not easy to defeat me. Although I, a disciple of Qixuan Valley Weapon Refining Sect, am not outstanding in martial arts, my soul power is far superior to that of warriors of the same level. Your soul attack,
It doesn’t work for me!”
The weapon refiner, like the inscription master, needs precise soul control. Sun Dong has a fifth-grade medium soul talent. He has also practiced soul magic and refined his soul power since he was a child. The strength of his soul power can be imagined.
"Haha, this is interesting. Although Sun Dong is not too strong, he can restrain Lin Ming. If the soul attack is ineffective, I don't know what Lin Ming can do."
"Hehe, Lin Ming may have to taste defeat this time. I'm waiting to see his winning streak end."
Lin Ming swept all the way and killed many masters of the Seven Mysterious Valleys. As disciples of the main sect of the Seven Mysterious Valleys, many viewers naturally hoped that Lin Ming would lose. People who maintain a complete victory along the way are always jealous, let alone the other party.
Coming from the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, this is like a poor person climbing onto the head of a nobleman one day, which naturally makes people unhappy.
"Let you see the secret skill of my weapon refining sect, which determines the world!"
Sun Dong shouted loudly, and the small black cauldron spinning above his head flew into the sky. It grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it had grown to three feet in size.
After infusing it with true essence, the cauldron can be smashed with more than ten thousand pounds of force, and even half of a hill will be smashed off.
Lin Ming didn't pay attention to what Sun Dong was doing. A black light flashed in his eyes, and his reincarnation martial intent exploded.
"Boom!"
Sun Dong's face turned pale, as if he had been hit hard. The three-foot tripod suspended in mid-air lost the support of his true energy and soul power, and hit the ground heavily, smashing the floor tiles into pieces.
"Damn it. How could this happen? Why can he still hurt me when my soul power is so strong?" Sun Dong gasped for air and put one hand on the ground to support his body.
"The cauldron breaks all voids!" Sun Dong's eyes flashed with light, and the black cauldron spun around. He was about to fly up again, but just after flying to a height of a few feet, he landed with a roar again.
Lin Ming's eyes flashed black again, and Sun Dong's body trembled, his eyes lost their sparkle, and he turned over and fell to the ground.
"Lin Mingsheng!"
With the referee's announcement, the audience was stunned. Sun Dong of the Weapon Refining Sect was also defeated? And he was defeated so simply. How could it be possible?
Although people were surprised by Wang Wu's defeat, they could still accept it because Lin Ming's soul power was so abnormal that even mid-stage pulse condensation warriors couldn't resist it. But Sun Dong was a soul power refiner, so how could he end up like Wang Wu?
Who is this guy named Lin Ming?
Many Qixuan Valley disciples who were watching the battle in the audience felt chills behind their backs. They used their soul power to defeat their opponents one after another. Regardless of the opponent's cultivation level or the strength of the opponent's soul power, they all solved the battle within a few breaths. Lin Ming's soul
Power attack gives people an unfathomable feeling!
In fact, Lin Ming's reincarnation martial intent is similar to a soul attack. But it is not just a soul attack.
The martial intention of reincarnation, born out of the heart of martial arts, is itself an attack on the heart of martial arts. Those who are not firm in the heart of martial arts can easily lose themselves in hundreds of reincarnations.
A warrior with strong soul power may not necessarily have a firm heart.
Therefore, it does not mean that you can ignore the attacks of reincarnation martial arts because of your strong soul power.
The martial intention of reincarnation can only be felt by the caster. It is mysterious and mysterious, and it is difficult for others to see the mystery. As for the caster, they only feel countless chaotic illusions coming. After that, they lose consciousness.
I can't tell what kind of attack it was.
However, at this time, Mu Qinghong, who was above the main hall, was vaguely aware of the difference in Lin Ming's soul attack. As for what the mystery was, she could only judge it by experiencing it personally.
"This young man is becoming more and more interesting. Maybe Qian Yu is not exaggerating."
The corners of Mu Qinghong's mouth curved slightly. She knew that her trip was not in vain.
The group stage went on tepidly. There were no heavyweight duels, and half of them were battles with huge disparities in strength.
It wasn't until the battle between Ling Sen and Bi Tinghua that it finally attracted a lot of people's attention.
Ling Sen is twenty-one years old and in the early stages of bone forging.
Bi Tinghua is nineteen years old and in the late stage of pulse condensation.
As soon as the game started, Ling Sen started his killing field. He also knew that Bi Tinghua was definitely the strongest opponent he had faced since the start of the game.
call!
Bi Tinghua only felt that the surrounding scenery was spinning. The next moment she was in the Blood Pool Hell, where she saw endless gray rocks and those fierce ghosts crawling out of the Nine Nether Abyss.
Bi Tinghua smiled.
Is it illusion? I am the ancestor of illusion!
The corners of her mouth curled up, and Bi Tinghua performed a hand gesture. Boundless flames shot out from the sky. With the sound of burning flames, those evil ghosts were directly burned into nothingness.
The flames grew stronger and stronger, burning the rocks and burning the sky red. This was the flame formed by illusion. In the world of illusion, Bitinghua is the god!
"Boom!"
The killing field collapsed, and Ling Sen's face turned pale.
Bi Tinghua looked at Ling Sen with a smile on her face, "You are no match for me."
"Thousand-Armed Buddha!"
With a palm strike, Bi Tinghua's hand turned into countless phantoms, and his palm grew larger and larger in Ling Sen's field of vision, almost covering the entire blue sky.
Ling Sen shouted violently, drew out his heavy sword, activated his true energy to the extreme, and slashed in reverse with one strike!
"Boom!"
The sword energy was broken, and the floor tiles under Ling Sen's feet shattered into powder. He groaned and fell to his knees. All the true energy condensed in his body was scattered, and he was seriously injured.
"Bitinghuasheng!"
The referee announced at the right time that there was no suspense in this battle. The difference in cultivation level was more than one realm. If Ling Sen could win, it would probably cause a shock to the entire Qixuan Valley.
Ling Sen lost completely and was not even qualified to force Bi Tinghua to be serious.
After the battle between Ling Sen and Bi Tinghua, there were few matches worthy of attention in the group stage. Lin Ming's opponents abstained one after another. In this way, he qualified with a complete victory.
Bi Tinghua and Jiang Lanjian also won and qualified.
Qin Xingxuan ended up in the group stage with a difference of two games.
Lingsen won twelve games and lost three, finishing sixth in the group.
Although this result is average, it is somewhat impressive compared to Ling Sen's cultivation. The only pity is that Ling Sen is already twenty-one years old, and his training speed has always been his weakness, restricting him from entering the ranks of first-class geniuses.
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"It's sunset. News of the battle situation should be arriving soon."
In the Qixuanwu Mansion of Tianyun Kingdom, the sound transmission array has been opened, and the thirty-six True Essence Stones on the array plate are shining brightly.
At this time, several elders from the Qixuanwu Palace, Tuo Ku and other important disciples from the Qixuanwu Palace, as well as several princes and nobles from the Tianyun Kingdom, gathered around the sound transmission circle.
Today is the end of the group stage, and they are all waiting for the results to come out.
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