Eight hundred and fortieth chapters rushed to Fengming Valley
"This round of competition is divided into two halves. In the first half, sixteen of you will challenge ten of them at will. The winner will take the place of the loser." Zhao Zhutong said.
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd around them started talking in low voices, and their eyes glanced at the more than 20 people on the field from time to time.
"As for the second half, the top ten people will challenge each other to determine the ranking. The person with the first place can become the noble son-in-law of our Tianfeng clan and marry the saint daughter of our clan." Zhao Zhutong paused for a moment and continued.
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Buzz!
There were enthusiastic voices from the crowd around, and everyone looked at the Holy Lady Tianfeng.
Shu Youjin, Fang Ce and others also looked at Saint Tianfeng, with eagerness in many people's eyes.
As long as you can become number one, you will not only get countless benefits, but you will also be able to win beautiful women.
"Everyone has three chances to challenge in this round of competition. Once they exceed the limit, they will lose the qualification to challenge. The competition begins now!" Zhao Zhutong announced.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately launched a challenge.
"I, Du Kai, challenge Brother Ye from the No. 9 Order Flag!" A dark-faced young man stood up and looked at a handsome young man holding a gold-painted fan and wearing a gold ring under the No. 9 Order Flag.
Upon hearing this, the young man with the golden ring rolled his eyes, glanced at the dark-skinned young man, showed a sneer on his face, and flew down.
The two of them didn't talk nonsense and started fighting directly.
Rumble!
The fighting styles of both of them are mainly violent, and the fight is very fierce, and the victory or defeat is quickly determined.
The young man with the golden ring relied on a powerful fire-attribute flying fork magic weapon in his hand to seriously injure the dark-skinned young man and win the victory.
The competition continued, and two more people immediately stepped forward to challenge, but they both ended in failure.
Fang Zhen took a deep breath and walked forward.
"Wait a minute, your brother seems to be confident. Let others test his strength before you challenge him. This way, you have a better chance of winning." Shu Youjin grabbed Fang Zhen and said.
"Thank you Mr. Shu for your kindness, but my purple-eyed clan relies on bravery and vigor to fight, and we don't need too many twists and turns." Fang Zhen showed a smile and jumped out.
Shu Youjin frowned, Fang Zhen was too impulsive and might not have a good chance of winning.
"I, Fang Zhen, challenge..." Fang Zhen said halfway, his eyes turned and fell under the No. 6 order flag, and continued:
"The strategy of Order Flag No. 6!"
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd near the ring started talking. The identities of Fang Zhen and Fang Ce had already spread, arousing the interest of many people.
On a nearby high platform, the leader of the Purple-Eyed Demon Bull Clan's eyes flashed with purple light, and he sat upright slightly.
"Haha! Fang Zhen, I originally thought you would have to watch two of my battles before you would dare to challenge me, but now it seems that you still have a little bit of the arrogance of our purple-eyed demon cow clan." Fang Ce laughed and spoke from the high platform.
Flying up and down, he stood in front of Fang Zhen.
Fang Zhen's heart sank when he saw Fang Ce's confident expression.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
He shouted loudly, waved his hand and held out the purple mace magic weapon. He turned into a purple dragon and flew out. It appeared in front of Fang Ce in an instant, and the mace hit him hard.
"Hmph! Today I will let you know who is the real young master of the Purple Eyes clan!" Fang Ce sneered, a purple light flashed in his hand, and a huge purple sword appeared.
He swung the sword upwards, and a stream of extremely sharp sword energy flew out.
The sword and stick connected, and a loud sound was heard, almost shattering the eardrums of those nearby.
Two dazzling purple lights collided and then suddenly separated.
Fang Zhen's body flew backwards, and he stepped back more than ten steps before he regained his balance.
A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Although Fang Ce on the opposite side was knocked back a few steps, he was not injured and had a proud smile on his face.
"Impossible! In just a few days, your strength has improved so much!" Fang Zhen roared.
"Huh! You are short-sighted. Nothing is impossible. You must die!" Fang Ce let out a long laugh and flew out.
When Fang Zhen saw this, he didn't say anything and flew forward.
In mid-air, two purple afterimages collided from time to time, making a series of earth-shattering clashing sounds, colliding hundreds of times in the blink of an eye.
boom!
A purple figure was severely knocked out of the air and smashed into the ground, making a big crater. It was Fang Zhen.
He looked extremely miserable at the moment, with all the bones in his chest collapsed and blood spurting out of his mouth.
He struggled to stand up, but was completely unable to move and was completely seriously injured.
"I know, the Powerful Bull Demon Token is on you! Haha, no wonder your strength suddenly improved." Fang Zhen said with blood gushing from his mouth, but his expression suddenly calmed down.
Hearing this, the crowd near the ring buzzed with discussion, and many eyes turned to the white-browed old man on the nearby high platform - the leader of the purple-eyed demon cow clan.
The Powerful Bull Demonic Token is the token of the leader of the Purple-Eyed Demonic Cow Clan. Fang Ce’s possession of this item shows that the next leader of the Purple-Eyed Demonic Cow Clan has been decided.
The white-browed old man frowned slightly, but soon relaxed it.
"Hmph! I am the young master of the Zi Jing Clan, so the Powerful Bull Demonic Token is naturally mine." Fang Ce laughed proudly.
A faint smile appeared on Fang Zhen's face, as if a knot in his heart had been untied.
"Fang Ce wins!" Zhao Zhutong announced the result.
The crowd nearby was buzzing with discussion.
Fang Ce curled up his lips and felt a little regretful in his heart. If he couldn't kill someone at the Tianfeng clan's grand ceremony, otherwise he would definitely kill Fang Zhen completely and avoid future troubles forever.
He snorted softly, turned around, flew back and sat down under the command flag.
After a moment, Fang Zhen reluctantly stood up, got off the ring, walked to the side and sat down cross-legged.
Shu Youjin didn't go over to disturb him. He watched from a distance and sighed.
The competition continues, and challenges begin one by one.
The myth of the undefeated ten members under his banner was quickly broken. A demon youth in seventh place was defeated and gave up his position.
The occurrence of this incident immediately greatly increased the confidence of the challengers.
However, Shu Youjin always stood aside, with no intention of taking action, and carefully observed each battle.
In the blink of an eye, less than half an hour later, four of the ten people under the command had been replaced, and the number of challengers gradually decreased.
A smile appeared on Shu Youjin's face and he walked out.
"I, Shu Youjin, challenge Brother Ye who is in ninth place!"
"Humph!" The young man with the golden ring turned cold and flew down.
Because he was ranked low, he had been challenged many times. Although he won every time, there was still an endless stream of people challenging him.
"I won't be merciful this time, so be mentally prepared!" the young man from Jinhuan said coldly.
"Brother Ye, please give me some advice!" Shu Youjin laughed, not taking it seriously at all.
"Take the move!" The young man with the golden ring snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a fire fork magic weapon flew out, turning into a huge fire dragon, more than ten feet long, and rushed towards Shu Youjin.
Waves of fire rolled around the fire dragon's body, and the flames showed a light golden color, extremely hot, and the entire arena seemed to be instantly transported into the flaming lava.
Shu Youjin's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and a blue ring-shaped magic weapon flew out, with blue light flashing on it and the sound of surging tide coming from inside.
He muttered something in his mouth, pointed his finger, and the blue ring of light shone brightly and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, a blue ring appeared out of thin air, wrapped around the fire dragon's neck, and a strange cold power exploded.
The fire dragon immediately let out a cry of pain, and its huge body collapsed suddenly, turning into the fire dragon's body again in the blink of an eye, but the surface was covered with a layer of blue ice and fell to the ground.
The Jinhuan young man's expression changed, he shouted angrily, and his body flew out, rushing towards Shu Youjin.
Shu Youjin let out a long roar, his whole body glowed with gray light, and he stepped forward to meet him.
The two figures were mixed together, and the gray and red lights intertwined, submerging their bodies inside, and the situation inside could not be seen from the outside.
After a moment, a figure flew out from inside and landed on the ground. It was the young man with the golden ring.
At this moment, his clothes were all in tatters, and he was trapped by a black rope magic weapon. He could not move, and fire was shooting out of his eyes.
He completely lost.
It wasn't that he was lacking in strength, but that the businessman-looking guy in front of him had thoroughly figured out his methods, and used magic weapons one by one to restrain him to death.
Shu Youjin's figure slowly fell from the air, his body was clean, not even a trace of dust was stained on his body.
Surprised sounds sounded nearby.
"Shu Youjin wins!" Zhao Zhutong announced the result.
"Brother Ye, I'm sorry." Shu Youjin waved his hand to take back the black rope, and the blue ring magic weapon, and flew to sit under the No. 9 Order.
The young man with the golden ring snorted coldly, put away the fire fork magic weapon on the stage, and turned around to leave.
The competition continues, but it has come to an end now, and there are fewer and fewer people challenging it.
Most people near the ring were looking at one person, it was Han Zhe.
Since the beginning of the third round of competition, he has been standing quietly on the sidelines without making a single move.
boom!
A challenger was knocked away and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace.
He didn't wait for the referee to announce the result, flew off the ring with a face full of shame, got into the nearby crowd, and disappeared.
"The next person to challenge?" Zhao Zhutong waited for a while, but still no one challenged him, and said.
No one answered.
"Since no one continues to challenge, then..." Zhao Zhutong was just halfway through his words when a figure flew out and landed on the ring, but it was rare.
"I'll challenge Di Xiang." He said calmly.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
From beginning to end, no one dared to challenge Di Xiang.
Di Xiang suddenly opened his eyes, and two cold lights flew out from them. He stood up suddenly, and in a flash, he appeared on the ring in the next moment.
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In the mid-air in front of Fengyi City, Shi Mu stood floating in the air, glanced at it, and let out a light sigh.
The city gate was actually wide open at this moment, and many people were entering and exiting at will.
The city gates were closed a few days ago, and a huge magic circle was opened to cover the whole city, strictly prohibiting people from entering or exiting. How could it happen now?
His eyes flashed and he flew down near the city gate.
"This fellow Taoist has invited you." Shi Mu stopped a young man from the demon clan in green robes who was cultivating the heavenly realm, and he slightly revealed the aura of a saint-level being.
"Senior, what's the matter with you?" The demon youth asked respectfully.
"Why did the city gate of Fengyi City suddenly open wide? I heard that the city gate has been closed tightly in recent days and no one is allowed to enter or exit?" Shi Mu asked.
"Senior, you don't know something. The Tianfeng clan is holding a grand ceremony in Fengming Valley outside the city today. Almost everyone is outside the city now, so the city gate does not need to be closed anymore." The young man from the demon tribe said.
"The ceremony is being held outside the city?" Shi Mu was slightly startled.
"Fengming Valley is the holy land of the Tianfeng Clan, and the Holy Maiden Succession Ceremony is always held there." The young man from the Yao Clan said.
"I see, where is Fengming Valley?" Shi Mu nodded and asked.
"It's three thousand miles to the south." said the demon youth.
"Thank you."
As soon as the word "thank you" fell, Shi Mu's figure had already soared into the sky and flew towards the south.