Most of them are of similar strength, and the battle is extremely intense.
When he arrived here, Chen Ling found that those participating in the battle were from 90% of the fields.
Most of each ancient clan has been promoted to the 90% level, and very few are below 90% level.
"Although the inner guard trial is dangerous, the opportunities are also huge."
"If you were outside, wanting to reach the 90% level so quickly would require not only a lot of resources but also time."
"But here, it only takes a few days or even a few months."
Chen Ling sighed secretly.
As the battles ended, the names on the stone tablets also changed.
If you lose, you will be immediately disqualified from continuing to fight.
Except for Huangfu Yun, no one has reached the point of touching the origin.
This made Chen Ling feel a little relieved.
The only opponent is Huangfu Yun.
Half an hour later.
The first round of fighting is over.
The loser has a bitter look on his face.
There are thirty-one people left.
The first five are Bloodline Gold Armor, the sixth to tenth are Bloodline Silver Armor, the eleventh to eighteenth are Bloodline Bronze Armor, and there are no more after that.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stone tablet.
The names of the thirty-one winners on the stone tablet began to change.
In the blink of an eye, their respective opponents appeared.
One of them had a bye, and he was a monk from the Nine-Winged Divine Eagle Ancient Clan.
The monk's face was full of ecstasy and he laughed excitedly: "Haha, I have a bye."
A bye in the second round means that he can directly enter the third round.
Sixteen people in the third round.
But with the Bloodline Bronze Armor, even if you lose in the third round, you will still gain something.
If the other monks in the second round lose directly, they won't have so many chances.
After the second round there were only sixteen people left.
There are eighteen places, and the remaining two will not fight again.
The ranking monument will select the last two based on the strength of the respective monks and the fighting situation in the second round of battle.
"My opponent is a Fire Tribe monk."
Chen Ling looked at his opponent.
Although I don’t understand the Fire Tribe, I am not unfamiliar with them.
When he first entered the ancient realm of Blood Abyss, he diverted trouble to the Fire Tribe monks.
The battle begins soon.
The Fire Tribe cultivator was also at the 90th level, but at this moment he was looking at Chen Ling with a solemn look on his face.
Chen Ling's previous battle with the giant saint clan made everyone remember Chen Ling.
Very strong.
The Fire Tribe monk took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Fire Tribe, Huo Jin, please give me some advice."
"please."
Chen Ling smiled faintly.
Huo Jin's face became solemn, and a fiery and violent power suddenly emerged between heaven and earth.
It was as if a volcano had erupted for thousands of years.
A field filled with golden flames appeared out of thin air, and it was so vast that it directly enveloped Chen Ling.
A hint of oppression came over me.
Chen Ling raised his eyelids slightly, his face expressionless.
The oppression of the field is negligible to him.
boom!
The fire and gold moved.
Thirty-six golden pillars of fire appeared out of thin air, criss-crossing each other, and formed a terrifying formation as soon as they appeared, surrounding the world and seeming to refine it.
Boom!
Thirty-six pillars of fire blasted towards Chen Ling with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
Rolling down, violent and fierce.
It was so fierce that it set off an endless storm.
Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and his blood surged.
puff!
He punched out, piercing the sky and the earth.
The huge area trembled violently, and cracks appeared.
"How is that possible?"
Huo Jin's face turned pale and he was dumbfounded.
One punch directly shattered his field.
What level has he reached?
boom!
The sky collapsed and the whole realm was completely destroyed.
The huge fist shadow, carrying a terrifying meaning of destruction, faced the thirty-six pillars of fire.
Click!
The pillar of fire collapsed wherever the fist passed.
In the blink of an eye, everything is back to what it was before.
Chen Ling withdrew his fist and stood up, looking at Huo Jin and said: "I agree."
Huo Jin shook his body and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale and he looked at Qu Yuan in fear.
Deep in my heart, an incredible thought emerged.
Has he reached that point?
Huo Jin shuddered, knowing that Chen Ling had already shown mercy, so he forced a smile, cupped his fists and saluted, "I lost."
Chen Ling nodded slightly, turned around and walked down, continuing to watch the battle.
He wasn't the quickest to finish.
Huangfu Yunnai was the first, defeating the opponent with one sword, neatly.
The second round of fighting ended quickly.
Most monks have very bad luck.
Not long after, the name on the stone tablet was flipped again.
Including those who had a bye, the names of sixteen people shine brightly.
Among the dim names below, two names suddenly lit up, climbing upwards, and finally stopped under sixteen people.
These are the final two places.
In the crowd, two monks looked at this scene and smiled bitterly.
The last two are only bloodline bronze armors, and their number is even rarer.
But being able to get these two spots doesn’t mean leaving empty-handed.
"It's the third round soon, and Higashino Higashi is a dark horse this time."
"Yes, Fang's Chen Ling is so powerful."
"The monks from the giant saint clan who had cultivated the holy patterns were all killed with one punch."
"With such strength, I guess he may have already touched the source."
"Touching the source? Hiss, this is too terrifying."
"Humph, it must be, otherwise I would never have defeated my opponent so simply with strength."
"Isn't that right? You'll know just by looking at the third round."
…
The expressions of the monks were complicated, and no one seemed to be relaxed.
The third round started soon.
"How come?"
Chen Ling looked at his opponent and was stunned for a moment.
"Tsk, tsk, now we have something good to watch."
"Chen Ling unexpectedly met Huangfu Yun in the third round."
"Huangfu Yun is recognized as the strongest person, and he is definitely an existence that has touched the origin."
"Chen Ling will definitely lose."
The crowd suddenly became excited.
Meeting Huangfu Yun would be despair for anyone.
In the first two rounds, you will be eliminated directly.
The third round, okay.
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But facing Huangfu Yun, the pressure was really terrifying.
Chen Ling looked at Huangfu Yun and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that we would meet in the third round."
He and Huangfu Yun were bound to have a battle, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
At least it should be put to the end.
Huangfu Yun walked out slowly, with a solemn expression: "It doesn't matter if we meet you in advance, you are my biggest opponent. I am bound to win this first place."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Biggest rival?
How could Huangfu Yun be so cautious...
People looked at Chen Ling with disbelief.
At this moment, the monks from the third round stood on the spot, ready to watch the battle.
They will start again after the two of them are finished. (To be continued)