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Chapter 1202 Let's go together!

Facing the siege of 9 people, Ying Yue remained calm and composed, and in an instant, he fired 9 punches in succession.

"boom--"

Accompanied by a uniform rumbling sound, the nine immortals on the ring were hit by the fist wind at the same time, exploded instantly, were beaten into pulp, and died on the spot.

"You want to besiege me with this little strength?"

Ying Yue shook his head slightly, walked over slowly, and picked up the gods of the nine people one by one!

That calm and calm expression shocked everyone, with disbelief on their faces.

"this……"

Neither the 90 immortals in the other 9 arenas, nor the audience outside the light curtain, nor the aloof God of the Universe reacted.

"Killed nine opponents with one punch?"

The Tauren Universe God's eyes widened and he murmured: "This guy is so terrifyingly powerful. His opponents are all seven or eight series immortals. There is also a 15 series immortal among them, and he was killed by one punch.

Got it!"

"It's unfathomable! It's really unfathomable!"

The One-Horned Universe God whispered softly: "From the beginning to the end, he kills the enemy with one move. No one has ever been able to force him to use a second move!"

"This strength..."

Bald-headed Universe God Napa also stared at Ying Yue with a hint of shock in his eyes. Before, he was full of confidence in Dahl and believed that he would win the first place, but now, he was shaken.

Ying Yue is so strong, is Dahl his opponent?

"It's really strange. Where did this kid come from?"

The round-headed Universe God frowned: "Why have you never heard of him before? Also, what race is he?"

"Looking at the appearance alone, he looks very similar to many powerful races in the universe!"

At this time, the Lord Nine Swords who had been silent spoke up. He stared at Ying Yue and said lightly: "For example, the Saiyans or the Xuanyuan Divine Clan are all possible!"

"Xuanyuan Divine Clan?"

The gods of the universe were shocked. They stared at Ying Yue carefully, and then nodded at the same time. Ying Yue's appearance indeed looked like the Xuanyuan God Clan!

"Could he really be the Xuanyuan God Clan?"

The One-Horned Universe God said with some uncertainty: "If it is really the Xuanyuan Divine Clan, that would be interesting. They belong to the same clan as the Venerable Lord!"

"yes!"

The gods of the universe nodded one after another and looked at the Lord of Nine Swords with incomprehensible expressions.

The Master of Nine Swords, named Jiujian Kahunsi, belongs to the Xuanyuan Divine Clan.

The Lord of Nine Swords remained expressionless. Hearing this, he said calmly: "Yaoguang, check this little guy. I want to know detailed information about him!"

"Yes, Master!"

A low response came from the void, and then disappeared.

The gods of the universe watched quietly. They knew that Lord Nine Swords had a strong interest in Ying Yue, and they all sighed in their hearts. If Ying Yue is really from the Xuanyuan God Clan, he will be very lucky.

"This pervert!"

"too strong!"

"I'm on my knees. Fortunately I wasn't in the same group as him, otherwise I would have been dead!"

Ying Yue killed nine opponents with one punch, causing a huge sensation. The other nine immortals in the ring looked at Ying Yue, their mouths twitching, and at the same time they were secretly thankful in their hearts.

Fortunately, I was not in the same group as Ying Yue.

Otherwise, you will die of frustration!

"die!"

However, before they could rejoice, someone broke out.

With just a roar, Darl burst out with terrifying momentum, then turned into a stream of light and shot at his 9 opponents. Looking at his posture, he actually wanted to be like Ying Yue, killing 9 opponents in one move.

"Damn it!"

"This raging bastard!"

"Get out of the way!"

The faces of the nine immortals changed drastically, and they mobilized their laws one after another, using all their strength to dodge and resist the oncoming attack of Dahl, but it was a pity...

"boom--"

A bolt of lightning flashed, and 9 people turned into 9 pools of meat.

9 people, killed!

"snort!"

Dar appeared, staring at Ying Yue with brutal eyes, full of murderous intent: "Boy, I will definitely kill you in the next battle for the top three!"

Hearing Dar's words, Ying Yue shook his head with a smile and chuckled: "Come on then, I hope you don't die too ugly later!"

After saying that, he turned around and ignored this arrogant guy.

"snort!"

Dar snorted coldly and turned his head away.

"Boom boom boom——"

Dar's explosion once again detonated the other 8 arenas.

The melee started again.

However, it ended quickly.

Half an hour later, 10 winners appeared one after another, and Ying Yue, Dal, and the Namek boy... stood out one after another.

“The final 10 winners finally appeared!”

The Lord of Nine Swords came to the center of the light curtain, and his majestic eyes swept over the 10 Yingyue people: "According to the previous regulations, all 10 of you are qualified to go to the main battlefield, but this year the rules have changed, and only the top three will be selected. In this regard

, I express my regret!”

"The next battle will begin among the 10 of you!"

"The rules are very simple, single player battle, choose the top three!"

"I announce that the battle for the top three positions has begun!"

After the Master of Nine Swords said this, 10 golden lights rose from the light curtain and fell on the 10 people in Yingyue respectively. When the golden light dissipated, a number appeared behind each of the 10 people in Yingyue, from 1 to 10.

Yingyue number 1, Dal number 2, Namek boy number 3...

Immediately afterwards, a virtual projection appeared in the light curtain, showing the order of battle: No. 1 vs. No. 7, No. 2 vs. No. 5, No. 3 vs. No. 8, No. 4 vs. No. 9, No. 6 vs. No. 10.

Grouping has been completed.

No one objected to this order of battles.

There was no audience, not even Ying Yue and the other 10 people.

As the battle progresses, everyone can see that each grouping is deliberately assigned based on the strength displayed by the contestants.

The purpose is simple: retain the strong and eliminate the weak!

Although such a grouping is unfair to many weak people, who can say anything?

"The first game, player No. 1 versus player No. 7!"

A deep voice sounded in the light curtain, and at the same time, the 10 arenas quickly merged into one large arena: "Please invite two contestants to the stage!"

Ying Yue smiled faintly and came to the ring in a flash. However, as soon as his opponent saw Ying Yue, he immediately gave up and gave up without even entering the ring.

"Contestant No. 1 wins!"

"The second game, player No. 2 versus player No. 5!"

The battle progressed quickly, and after 2 hours, 5 winners emerged.

Ying Yue, Dar, a Namek boy, and two Azazel demons.

Then, the drawing of lots begins.

Ying Yue was lucky and got a bye.

Dar and the Namek boy fought against two Azazel demons.

As expected, Dar was furious. He suppressed Demon Azazel from the very beginning and after some crazy crushing, he directly smashed the opponent's head.

Dahl won.

In comparison, the Namek boy was much more elegant. He fought with another Azazel demon and finally defeated his opponent with his tyrannical strength.

The Namek boy wins.

The battle has progressed to this point, and only three people are left, Ying Yue who has a bye, and Dar and the Namek boy who have won. At this time, because Ying Yue has not yet fought, he needs to accept the challenge of the two Azazel demons.

Only if you succeed in the challenge can you legitimately enter the top three.

In response to this, Ying Yue's natural beauty had no objections. He directly stepped onto the ring, looked at the two Azazel demons, and said calmly: "To save time, you all come together!"

Unexpectedly, the two Azazel Demon Immortals shook their heads and gave up directly.

"Yingyue wins without a fight, and the top three...are born!"

A deep voice sounded in the light curtain, announcing the result.

At this time, the Lord of Nine Swords came to the top and said: "The competition is now in progress, and the top three of 478920 have been born. Logically speaking, there is no need to fight anymore.

However, in order to verify the authenticity of the top three, the challenge will be held as usual.

The meaning is very clear, all contestants can challenge the top three, and as long as they can defeat them, they can take their place!"

Having said this, the Master of Nine Swords looked at Ying Yue and the others, with a smile flashing in his eyes: "Of course, Wen Wu is first, Wu Wu is second, and the top three can also challenge each other to compete for the first place in this competition!"

After he finished speaking, the huge arena was divided into three, forming 3 arenas.

Ying Yue and the other three stepped onto the ring, waiting for everyone's challenge.

The battle has progressed so far, and half of the immortals have died, but there are still a lot of immortals left. The final challenge can be said to be to check for deficiencies and fill in the gaps.

It can also be said that it is the last... chance for those who survive the elimination.

As long as you beat the top three, you can replace them.

However, after seeing the strength of the three of them, how could the surviving Immortal still overestimate his own capabilities and commit suicide?

After the internal challenge started, no one challenged yet.

Seeing such a situation, no one was surprised at all. After all, the strength of the three of them was indeed strong and far superior to the others. As long as they were not stupid, no one was willing to die.

Time passed, and just when everyone thought the challenge was about to end, Dar jumped onto Ying Yue's ring, his eyes breathed fire, and he roared in a low voice: "Boy, I want to challenge you!"

After he finished speaking, the Namek boy also flew over, looked at Ying Yue and said calmly: "I want to challenge you too!"

"Wow——"

Seeing this scene, the whole audience was in an uproar.

All the spectators looked at the three people in the light screen with excitement, their eyes flashing with excitement. Two of the first three challenged the other at the same time. This is fucking interesting.

The strength of the three Yingyue people is obvious to everyone.

Therefore, of course I am happy to see three people competing.

"I knew it would be like this!"

At the prosecutor's seat, the gods of the universe laughed when they saw this result. Daer was obsessed with Ying Yue, and they had already seen it.

They were surprised when Dar didn't challenge.

The only thing that surprised them was that the boy from the Namek tribe actually wanted to challenge Ying Yue. But it was normal to think about it. Everyone was a genius. Who would be willing to be beaten without a competition?

"The Namek boy is obviously weaker than those two little guys. What I'm curious about now is which of these two little guys is stronger!"

"That kid is very powerful, simply unfathomable. Let Dar challenge him and you can see his strength!"

"Yes, I'm really curious about how strong he is!"

"We should be able to see one or two next!"

"Even if he is stronger than Dar, he is still only so strong..."

The gods of the universe were talking one after another, Ying Yue's strength made them curious.

At this moment, after hearing the challenge from the Namek boy, Dar on the ring flashed a fierce look in his eyes and shouted in a low voice: "Get out! He is mine!"

"Saiyan, you are very strong, but I am not weaker than you!"

The Namek boy had an expressionless face and a calm voice: "Our challenge qualifications are equal. The decision of who to accept the challenge is not yours, but his!"

As he said that, he looked at Ying Yue, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Dar narrowed his eyes and looked at Ying Yue coldly: "Boy, if you are a man, accept my challenge!"

Although the Namek boy did not speak, the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Seeing this, Ying Yue shook his head slightly and said: "To save time, you two should go together!"

"boom--"

PS: Yesterday, the bus was extremely crowded. I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I shouted: “Stop the crowd, stop the crowd, my hands are being squeezed into other people’s pockets!”

Many people around me looked at me and kept their distance. I felt much more comfortable now.


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