Black Dragon City has been extremely lively these days, with majestic buildings and lofts standing tall, and the traditional roads that are more than ten feet wide are crowded with people. It is very lively and prosperous.
And on this street, many middle-aged warriors with strong auras can be seen in the crowd, one with an expression that is both proud and expectant.
The purpose of their coming here is to recruit soldiers for the Mo Luo Sect. If they can come out at the top in the selection, they are more likely to become the martial arts cultivators of the Mo Luo Sect, which will undoubtedly be the best for them.
As one of the top sects in Zhongzhou, the Mo Luo Sect is recruiting outside members this time. Anyone under the age of fifty and with a cultivation level of Martial King or above can participate. Of course, they must undergo strict testing and selection.
At this time, a huge martial arts arena in the west of Black Dragon City was already crowded with people, noisy and noisy, and there were bursts of fighting and crackling sounds.
Among the crowd somewhere in the huge martial arts field, there was a young man in black clothes with an ordinary face, looking up at a high fighting platform in front of him.
On the fighting stage, two middle-aged martial arts kings with considerable strength were fighting. Although the fighting stage was isolated by formations, bursts of fighting roars could still be heard.
Next to the young man in black, there is a woman wearing a white skirt and a white gauze covering her face.
This woman has a graceful figure. Although her face is blocked, she still attracts the attention of many male cultivators around her. Anyone can tell from her bright eyes that this woman's appearance is absolutely extraordinary.
Yes, the young man in black and the woman in white skirt are Ye Xuan and Xuan Yue.
Ye Xuan has used the bone-changing technique to change his appearance. He has too many enemies in Zhongzhou, and the Mo Luo Sect is looking for him. If he comes here using his original appearance, it would be the same as throwing himself into a trap.
The Blood Saint once gave him a jade talisman that could change his aura. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to come here with just a simple disguise.
To the Blood Saint, the jade talisman was just a gadget, but it was of great use to Ye Xuan. With that jade talisman, Emperor Wu would not be able to see Ye Xuan's flaws without using the relevant secret techniques.
At this time, there are ten competition arenas standing in the middle of the huge square. On each platform, there are two martial arts cultivators above the Martial King Realm competing and fighting. Every exciting moment attracts many warriors around.
Applause.
Next to each battle platform, there is a huge crystal monument erected. The crystal monument clearly shows how many numbers are fighting against which number.
Ye Xuan has found his battle number. No. 507 is fighting against Commercial Tower No. 700, on the eighth platform.
On the crystal tablet, there are also written relevant matters about the competition. It is very simple. "You will be promoted if you win ten games. You can be recruited by the Mo Luo Sect. As the Mo Luo Sect, the arena set up by the Mo Luo Sect, of course, does not matter life or death on the battlefield."
, If you don’t admit defeat, you will fight to the death!”.
On the martial arts field, most of the warriors are in the Martial King realm. There are really not many Martial King under the age of fifty like Xuan Yue.
"There are five of us. This Shangta's martial spirit is so weird. If Mu Hai loses again, I'm afraid he has a high chance of advancing. Damn it, how come this guy's soul attack is so abnormal? I don't see him taking action at all. His opponent
Just die!"
The crowd stared at the two figures standing motionless above the high platform, talking in surprise.
"This Shangta's martial spirit specializes in attacking people's souls. It's impossible to defend against it!"
"The sixth level of mental power king is already comparable to the strong mental power of a strong man in the Martial King Realm." A middle-aged man's face turned gloomy and he was extremely depressed. He was also one of Shangta's opponents, even though he was already a Martial King.
He was at the peak of the seventh level, but after seeing the strange spiritual attacks of Shang Ta in the previous games, even an eighth level Martial King had his soul shattered and died, and he had no confidence at all. He didn't know how to resist Shang Ta's soul attacks.
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"ah……"
At this moment, there was a shrill scream on the battle platform, and Mu Hai's figure jumped up, spitting blood from his mouth, and fell down the battle platform with blood all over his orifices, and fell heavily to the ground, motionless and completely dead.
There is movement!
‘Hiss~~!’
Everyone took a breath and saw Mu Hai's eyes widened, obviously refusing to rest in peace.
"Hey, who wants to fight with me!" Shangta is a short and rather ugly male cultivator.
Since he took the stage, he has always put his hands behind his back and has not moved his body from beginning to end. However, none of his opponents were spared, and their souls were broken and died!
Shangta clasped his hands behind his back, looking like a great master. At this moment, he was enjoying the attention of everyone, becoming the center of attention, enjoying the admiration of everyone, and was extremely glorious.
He glanced at the crowd below, with disdain in his eyes, and said with a smile: "A bunch of losers, this quota belongs to my business tower. Anyone who doesn't want to die can come up to me."
‘Wow~~!’
As soon as Shang Ta finished speaking, the martial arts cultivators below were in an uproar.
"This guy is indeed as arrogant, vicious, and despicable as the rumors say. He actually killed all six challengers without even giving him a chance to admit defeat!"
The crowd secretly hated him, but they had to admit that although Shangta was hateful, he was indeed the king of spiritual power, and he was really weird.
In fact, for martial arts practitioners, they always look down on spiritual practitioners. Although their souls are powerful, their physical bodies are extremely fragile and they are always mortal!
I don't know whether it's due to nature or the cultivation of mental power, but Shangta's head is extraordinarily large, and combined with his short stature, he looks like a big-headed baby.
Above the head of the business tower, there is a small black martial arts banner.
Soul-Calling Banner! This is the name of the small banner martial spirit of Shang Tower, which belongs to the top-level martial spirit of the earth level.
Shang Ta stepped down from the stage to take a short rest. Next, two more Martial Kings came up on the battlefield.
It's a man and a woman.
The man had a cold face, wore black armor, and held a black war gun in his hand. Every time he took a step, the battle platform seemed to shake slightly, like a ferocious war beast.
His whole body exudes the powerful aura of the ninth level peak of the Martial King Realm.
Seeing the tall man in black armor, the crowd was shocked. This man was obviously a top expert below the Martial Emperor level.
Even Shang Zhan frowned, with a solemn look on his face.
The young woman who took the stage paled slightly. She was only at the sixth level of King Wu, and the pressure placed on her by the man in black armor was as huge as a mountain.
"You are no match for me, so you should admit defeat and step down." The man in black armor said coldly.
The woman frowned, but took out her natal weapon, a cyan long sword.
"Now that I'm on stage, how could I step down without giving it a try?" The woman casually waved her hand and hit the long sword. A slight green sword aura came out, and some green color appeared on the battlefield.
"Okay! Remember the one who defeated you is called Rong Kun!"