Those who can stand on the eight martial arts stages today are all the best among the disciples of all races in the Tianhe Star Region. Therefore, the battle is very fierce, with roars coming and going. The people around who come to watch the battle are even more feasting for their eyes, and they burst out from time to time. Loud cheers.
After all, the opportunity to observe battles among the best in the holy class is usually rare but not sought after. It will be of great benefit to these people's future cultivation.
Within half an hour, the sound of fighting gradually disappeared, which also meant that the outcome of the first round of competition had been decided.
The subsequent competitions also started one after another.
In less than an hour, the first three rounds of competition were all over.
At this time, Zhao Zhutong stood up again and announced to everyone the situation of the final round of the battle.
This time, he did not follow the usual practice of announcing from the Qianzi Platform. It was only after announcing the battle situation of the other seven martial arts platforms that he said: "Because Shi Mu, the representative of the Mitian Giant Ape Clan, failed to arrive on time, the Qianzi Platform Another candidate, Fang Zhen, received a bye and directly advanced to the next round of competition."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the jade stick flew out from his sleeve robe, and the golden light escaped, revealing the words "Molungan Zidai" written on it.
As soon as Zhao Zhutong finished speaking, there was a burst of noise around the sinkhole.
"Hey, this Fang Zhen is really lucky!"
"Fang Zhen...why haven't I heard of this name?"
"This kid seems to come from the purple-eyed demon cow clan, which is one of the eight ancient clans in the wilderness."
"Oh, that Shi Mu is from the Giant Ape Clan, right? I didn't expect that the former leader of the Eight Desolations has fallen to this level. The people sent by the tribe don't even dare to challenge."
"Yes, I'm still looking forward to the battle between these two descendants of the fallen wilderness tribe!"
At the same time, on the viewing platform, the saintly girl whose face was covered by gauze trembled slightly, turned her eyes, and started looking around the sinkhole, as if she was looking for something.
Beside him, Zhao Xuanji turned to look at the saint beside him, hesitated for a moment, and said nothing.
After a moment, the saint's beautiful eyes suddenly closed, and a wave of spiritual power immediately emitted from her body, heading towards the valley to explore.
Zhao Linglong, who was sitting next to her, suddenly stretched out a white palm and patted the saint's hand a few times.
The Saintess opened her eyes, a look of disappointment appeared in her beautiful eyes.
At this time, she also noticed that Zhao Linglong's eyes were full of exploration, but she just shook her head silently.
At this time, below the ring, Fang Zhen, who was about to take the stage and eager to try, couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"What are you thinking about? You are so lucky, you met Shi Mu, and Shi Mu happened to be away." Shu Youjin slapped him on the shoulder and said.
Only then did Fang Zhen react, and he couldn't help but smile a little.
However, the next second, the smile on his face immediately froze.
His brother Fang Ce's voice rang out in his consciousness: "Humph, you are so lucky, but if you escape this round, you won't be so lucky in the next round."
Shu Youjin saw the difference in his expression and subconsciously turned his gaze to Fang Ce in the distance, only to see him looking over here with a joking look on his face.
"Don't pay attention to him. You will see for yourself on the stage behind you." Shu Youjin reminded in a low voice.
"I know." Fang Zhen took a deep breath, turned sideways, and stopped paying attention.
The final round of fighting did not last long and ended quickly.
Half of the original sixty-four people had been defeated and eliminated, and now there were only thirty-two people left on the spectator stand.
…
At this time, Shi Mu was still flying above a blue sea, sometimes changing direction, sometimes staying in place for a while.
The sea below seems eternal and endless.
Shi Mu's face was calm, but Cai'er on his shoulder had an anxious look in his eyes. He wanted to ask Shi Mu several times, but finally endured it.
After a moment, Shi Mu's flying body suddenly stopped and flew towards the sea below.
Before Cai'er could ask, a protective light curtain appeared around Shi Mu and he was submerged into the sea with a "plop".
He dived quickly toward the bottom of the sea. The water here was also extremely deep. In the blink of an eye, he had dived for dozens of miles, but he had not yet reached the bottom.
Shi Mu's eyes flashed, his body suddenly stopped, and he looked forward.
Under the spiritual power of the spiritual eye, I saw a dense concentration of light points in front of me, tightly packed together, forming a huge wall of runes.
Behind the wall of light, a vague chaotic light group can be seen faintly.
"This is it!" Seeing this, Shi Mu's eyes flashed with joy.
"Then what are you waiting for? Time is running out, hurry up and break this restriction!" Cai'er said, her body flew out, her two sharp claws shined brightly, and she grasped the light wall hard.
"Be careful!" Shi Mu's expression changed and he warned.
As soon as Cai'er's sharp claws touched the wall of rune light, thick blue electric lights appeared out of thin air and hit Cai'er, easily shattering Cai'er's body-protecting light and about to hit it.
At this moment, a hand reached out from behind, grabbed Cai'er's tail, and pulled her back suddenly. At the same time, Shi Mu's body blocked it, and the Nine Dragons Golden Armor emerged.
Rumble!
The thick blue electric light hit the Nine Dragon Lock Gold Armor hard and immediately dispersed. Although Shi Mu was not hurt, it was knocked back a few steps.
There was a hint of fear in Cai'er's eyes, but luckily Shi Mu blocked it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Hey, Shitou, if you pull me, don't pull my tail. What if I pull my hair off?" Cai'er swung her tail and shouted dissatisfied.
Shi Mu ignored Cai'er and looked at the light wall in front of him.
He snorted coldly, not wanting to waste time thinking about a way to crack it. The golden light flashed in his hand, and the Sky-Flirting Staff appeared.
The Heaven-turning Staff carried endless coercion and hit the light wall hard.
Even though the wall of rune light has some magical powers, how can it withstand a blow from the Skyrocket?
Click!
The wall of light shattered and dissipated, and a chaotic space appeared in front of it.
Shi Mu's eyes flashed suddenly, the golden light in his hand surged, and he grabbed the empty space with his palm and submerged it into the chaotic space.
With a "stab" sound, a crack opened in the chaotic void.
He flew into the crack in space, and his eyes flashed, appearing in a misty blue world, and a ball of blue light several feet in size appeared in front of him.
There are countless blue runes in the light ball, forming an extremely complex array.
"Is this the core restriction?" Cai'er asked.
"The original owner has died, and now this magic weapon is ownerless," Shi Mu said.
"Then quickly refine this magic circle." Cai'er said.
Shi Mu nodded, waved his hands, and shot out a series of magic spells, which were submerged into the blue magic circle.
The blue magic circle suddenly lit up, made a buzzing sound, and started to move slowly.
He frowned, and a shadow flashed in his eyes.
"What's wrong, Stone?" Cai'er asked.
"Trouble, this forbidden magic circle is more complicated than I expected. It will take at least two or three hours to refine it to the point where it can be initially controlled." Shi Mu said in a deep voice.
Now that the grand ceremony has already begun, there is no other way but to refine this restriction and then escape from this space.
Shi Mu took a deep breath and quickly shot out magic spells with both hands, refining the forbidden magic circle.
…
In Fengming Valley.
After the first round of competition, after a short rest, Zhao Zhutong flew out again.
"The second round of competition will be a melee. The thirty-two people who won in the first round will be divided into eight groups, with four people in each group, competing on eight stages at the same time. Two people from each group can qualify and advance to the next round.
Three rounds of competition." Zhao Zhutong said loudly.
Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Neither of them expected that this method would be used in the second round of competition.
The others were also stunned for a while.
"This is the group list of thirty-two people." Zhao Zhutong waved his hand and sent out a red light, which condensed into a red light curtain.
Names appeared on the light curtain, and four people were assigned to each other.
Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen looked overjoyed. Their names were actually written together and they were in the same group.
"Brother Shu, we..." Fang Zhen said via voice transmission.
"Needless to say, you and I are friends, so we naturally join forces to fight against our enemies." Shu Youjin said with a faint smile.
Fang Zhen nodded, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
The eight groups of people soon boarded a stage each.
In the Kun arena, Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen were standing in the corners of the arena. One of the other two people was a young man in his twenties with green armor, and the other was a big man in black robes.
Both of them were in the late Saint level, but Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen mostly looked at the green-armored young man.
There is a turtle shell-shaped pattern on this man's green armor, which is the emblem of the Pangui clan.
"start!"
Zhao Zhutong shouted low, and the eight arenas lit up at the same time, forming a square light curtain around the arena, shrouding the arena inside.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen flew out, each rushing towards one person.
A gray light flashed in Shu Youjin's hand, and a gray long sword appeared. It exuded extremely sharp sword energy, condensed into a giant gray sword shadow, and stabbed towards the young man from the Pangui Tribe.
Fang Zhen also took out a purple mace, his whole body turned into a purple lightning, and rushed towards another big man in black robe.
A look of solemnity appeared on the face of the young man from the Pangui tribe, and a large amount of water suddenly appeared on his body. A piece of armor with water radiating out appeared. It was somewhat similar to Shi Mu's Nine Dragon Lock Gold Armor, but there were some more barbs on it.
, barbs and other things, obviously it can be defensive but also offensive.
A glove appeared on his fist, and he punched out, colliding with Shu Youjin's gray sword light.
Rumble!
There was a loud noise, and Shu Youjin's body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, blood spurted from his mouth, and he hit the big man in black robes.
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the young man from the Pangui tribe.
The other party is so vulnerable?
When the big man in black robe saw Shu Youjin flying towards him, a hint of a sinister smile flashed in his eyes.
The long black sword in his hand shone brightly, and with a sudden sweep, Fang Zhen took a step back. The skin between his eyebrows split open, revealing a dark vertical eye.
A ray of black light shot out from the vertical eye, and then turned into countless rays of black light, stabbing towards Shu Youjin, and was about to beat Shu Youjin's body into a sieve.
At this moment, Shu Youjin's body suddenly twisted flexibly, and like a big spirit rat, he escaped from the black light and appeared in front of the black-robed man in an instant, with a sinister smile on his face.