Gu Feng felt the weird and terrifying fluctuations, seemed to realize something, and shouted in horror: "Time Law..."
"Bang!" Before he could finish his words, Huang Mao hit him on the head with a stick. His whole body was completely blown apart, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.
"What the hell, it's so annoying." Huang Mao cursed and put away his stick.
"Huh?" Xuan Lei Daxian, who was squatting at the top of the tower drinking tea, suddenly looked towards the battlefield below, and finally locked on Huang Mao.
To be precise, it was locked on the stick in Huang Mao's hand.
His pupils shrank significantly.
"It's interesting, it's really interesting. We are going to recruit many outstanding disciples to the Heavenly Punishment Temple this time. The quota of two registered disciples seems not enough." The corners of the Xuanlei Immortal's mouth were slightly raised, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
…
The battle inside the arena quickly became intense.
On the plain, almost half of the Martial Emperors from the Middle-earth Divine Realm gathered. Their number was countless, and people were dying at any moment.
Those with low levels of law are completely cannon fodder. Once the realm of strong law is opened, most of them will be killed or injured if they are crushed. It is like clearing the field. Wherever they go, they will be killed.
Just an hour later, the number of Martial Emperors present was at least a thousand times less.
"Great Immortal Xuan Lei! I don't want to inherit anymore, please let me out!"
"Let me out, I don't want it anymore! I want to live!"
"I give up, I don't want to pass on the inheritance, let me go!"
Many people knew that their strength was low and they had no chance to inherit, so they ran to the tower of Xuan Lei Immortal, knelt down and begged for mercy, kowtowed repeatedly, and begged to let them out.
The Great Immortal Xuan Lei said nothing, narrowed his eyes slightly, and actually took a pipe from somewhere and started smoking.
There were no smoking guns in mainland China, and they had no idea what they were. They thought they were some kind of magic weapon, and they backed away in horror.
"Why are you running? I didn't say I wanted to kill you."
Xuan Lei Great Immortal took a puff of cigarette and said calmly, "This is a pipe. It is a thing from the heaven. It is not used to kill people. You don't understand."
"Uh..." Everyone below looked at each other in confusion.
After a while, Xuan Lei Great Immortal said: "Since you have all abstained, just stay here and chat with me."
Everyone looked at each other blankly. This great immortal is too weird. Does he still want to chat now?
"Bah! I'm about to die, so why can't I talk to my old man?" Xuan Lei Daxian wiped his nose and frowned.
The people below were speechless.
One of them boldly asked: "Sir, can you let me out? I still have important matters..."
However, he saw Xuan Lei Immortal throw out his pipe, which turned into a sharp sword and shot directly into the man's head. The man was impaled into a hornet's nest and fell to the ground with no breath at all.
The pipe flew around in a circle and returned to the hand of Xuan Lei Daxian. He took a puff and seemed to enjoy it very much.
Everyone was shocked. Isn’t this meant for killing people?
Now, no one dares to talk anymore.
No one could guess what the Great Immortal Xuan Lei was thinking. He was moody and would kill people whenever he was told. He was a completely weird old man, but he still had the appearance of a young man, which made people even more speechless.
"Seeing that none of you are interested, why not let's play a game. Today I will be the banker, and you can place bets as you wish, on which of them is the most talented and who is the second most talented?" Xuan Lei Daxian said with a faint smile.
People were already frightened out of their wits, how could they think of placing bets? But the Great Immortal Xuan Lei had spoken, and no one dared to ignore it, so they had no choice but to smile playfully and take out the spiritual stones in a symbolic gesture.
"Why bet on spiritual stones? It's so boring."
Xuan Lei Daxian smiled lightly and added: "How about something exciting? Just bet your life. If you win the bet, you can be let out. If you lose the bet, you will die."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
You can go out now! If you win the bet, you can survive?
Is there any need to ask? The first place must be Honglian, and the second place is nothing more than choosing one of the two titled Martial Emperors. Bai Wuxiang has lived for half a million years, and Zhao Xinghe is slightly younger, so he must choose Zhao Xinghe!
"Tell me, who do you think is the most talented and who is the second? I'm listening." Xuan Lei Daxian said with a smile.
"Honglian is first, Zhao Xinghe is second!" Someone shouted immediately.
"Honglian is first, Zhao Xinghe is second!"
"Red Lotus is first, Bai Wuxiang is second!"
"..."
Everyone present shouted, without exception, the first place was thought to be Honglian, the second place was 70% Zhao Xinghe, 20% Bai Wuxiang, and 10% other powerful martial emperors with outstanding talents.
"Xiao Long is first, Honglian is second." At this time, a distinctive voice sounded.
Everyone's attention was attracted by this sound.
The speaker was not an unknown person, but the vice president of the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce, Murong Yan.
"Who is Xiao Long?"
"I don't know you!"
"It seems that the Burning Sky Dragon Emperor who died thousands of years ago was named Xiao Long!"
"Ms. Murong is wrong, why did Xiao Long appear?"
"Honglian is the first person in the ages to understand the law of time. He is definitely the first!"
Everyone present shook their heads and felt sorry for Murong Yan.
Even if Honglian doesn't understand the law of time, with her legendary experience of being a Martial Emperor for five hundred years and being titled for a thousand years, she is definitely the number one person today. Even looking at the history of the continent, she can be ranked in the top three. What the hell is Xiao Long?
Murong Yan bit her lip and kept silent.
In fact, she also thought that Honglian was the first, but Xuan Lei Daxian had a weird temper and would definitely not ask such a simple question. There must be something fishy in it.
Therefore, she took the risk and chose Xiao Long as the number one choice. She didn’t know if she was right.
"Haha! Interesting! I don't know who has the most talent. Let's take a look!" Xuan Lei Great Immortal laughed twice.
Those who came to the Great Immortal Xuan Lei were all people who had given up. They thought they would not become the 10,000 survivors, so they came here to seek shelter.
There are too many Martial Emperors present to count. It is no exaggeration to say that those who have not opened the realm of law are not even qualified to compete.
After a while, Xuan Lei Daxian had more than one million abstentions, and they all chose Honglian first.
The Great Immortal Xuan Lei was not idle either, chatting with these people and talking about things in the heaven.
"In my heaven, there is an extremely powerful force called the Temple of Heavenly Punishment..."
…
The day passed quickly.
The battle in the field gradually calmed down, and basically all those in the field without laws were dead. The remaining people were all extremely shrewd. If they could not guarantee to escape unscathed after killing, they would never take the lead easily.
So, everyone hid and huddled in every corner of the plain, watching the surroundings vigilantly and running away at the slightest movement. No matter whether they could be beaten or not, no one was willing to show their head.
Even if a conflict occasionally breaks out, the two will quickly retreat and never fight to the death!
Those who can survive to this day are not fools. They deeply understand the rules of promotion. Killing is not the first choice. Survival is the ultimate goal.