The first thousand and twenty-four chapters first battle
Ye Xuan and the Pang family were on one side of the valley, crossing their legs and quietly closing their eyes to relax.
Although the Pang family is a royal family, it is on the fringes of the royal family. A hundred years ago, the Pang family's holy king disappeared inexplicably and never returned, which led to the Pang family being ostracized and looked down upon by other royal families.
Half a day later.
When Ye Xuan was meditating on the futon and concentrating his energy, a majestic sound came from the sky.
"Shengbi starts immediately."
Ye Xuan opened his eyes and stood up.
He glanced around and saw some figures already standing on a white jade platform about the size of an acre behind the ten arenas.
The first two among them were a man with splayed eyebrows, wearing golden armor, and his aura was extremely powerful.
"Liang Zhange, the powerful Saint King of Great Perfection! Deputy Commander of the Ministry of War!" Pang Yuxi looked at the man in golden armor and introduced Ye Xuan.
The other one is a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure wearing neon clothes, and her aura is also powerful and unpredictable.
Pang Yuxi said, "That woman should be a strong person in the Central Dynasty."
At this time, the beautiful woman with a good figure announced:
"Now, announce the rules of the competition."
Although the voice of the mysterious powerful woman was not loud, it resounded throughout the valley and allowed every warrior to hear clearly.
Everyone was quiet and looked at the high platform in the distance.
"In this competition, the preliminary round is a promotion and elimination system. Draw lots and fight against each other. The winner will advance to the next round, and the top 100 will be determined in this way.
Those who enter the top 100 will receive certain yuan stones and various rewards, so I hope all participants will give their best. In addition, during the competition, you are responsible for life and death."
The beauty said a few words, then took a few steps back, minding her own business and chatting with several other strong men.
The participants in the valley immediately started to make a commotion and began to draw lots to choose the arena.
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"Commander Liang, I heard that your military department is full of talents recently! I heard that in addition to Zhou Tianrui, you have recently gained a disciple named Meng, whose combat prowess is also unparalleled." On the jade platform, an old man with yellow eyebrows appeared.
Said with great meaning.
"No, Hall Master Chen is ridiculous. I heard that you have a new disciple named Ye in Beibing Hall. He is also an extremely talented person and is proficient in various ghost arts. In addition, your nephew Chen Lie also
He has long been famous, and his accomplishments in the magic circle are unparalleled. With the two of them here, I think Beibingtang will definitely shine in this competition." The man in golden armor smiled after hearing this, and took his time.
said.
When the other strong men heard this, most of them just smiled and said nothing.
The beautiful woman pursed her lips and looked like she was smiling.
These powerful people naturally attach great importance to this competition. The top ten people in the competition will not only receive a lot of resources individually, but their forces will also be praised and receive a large amount of resources. This will play a vital role in the development of each branch in the next ten years.
Very important.
If any disciple is lucky enough to win the championship, there will be no worries about resources in the next ten years.
Another point is that the first place will meet the Supreme Queen, who is almost a god-like existence!
These powerful Saint Kings have no chance to meet the Queen!
"The Ninth Arena." Ye Xuan muttered to himself as he looked at Pang Xuan's name on the stone tablet in front of him.
At this moment, Pang Yuxi came over.
Her face looked a little solemn.
Ye Xuan saw her name before. It was in the fifth arena. There were several Imperial Clan disciples on that arena.
"The competition is just a competition. If you encounter a strong enemy, just treat it as a rare practical experience." Ye Xuan comforted him.
Pang Yuxi smiled bitterly and could only nod.
But he still thought about it and said, "Thank you."
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"Next game, No. 150 versus No. 36!"
After a cup of tea, there were more than ten battles to determine the winner.
As for the pairs of people who came to the stage to fight, most of them had almost the same level of cultivation. Of course, those who had reached the Holy Realm had the most, but their real strength varied greatly. Some saints who were too weak often had no time to use their holy skills. They were destroyed in just a blink of an eye.
The opponent's weapon will fly away, causing death or injury, which determines the outcome.
Two saints from the Pang family also went up to compete, but what left Ye Xuan speechless was that when they saw their opponents' overwhelming momentum, they surrendered without even fighting.
Pang Ba also couldn't keep his face, and was ridiculed and ridiculed by other members of the royal family.
Of course, there are also some saints with the same cultivation level and similar strength who need to fight fiercely for a period of time before they can decide the winner.
At this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly felt a gaze coming from behind him. He looked back with a thought, but it was the tall man from the Zhao family who had mocked him before, Zhao Zang, who was striding from the No. 8 ring next to him.
Come towards yourself.
"Boy, if you have the guts to go on stage, don't just admit defeat." Zhao Zang sneered.
Ye Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to this position. His expression suddenly changed, and he saw a chubby young man in black robe near the No. 8 ring looking at him with a smile.
This person's eyes were extremely solemn, giving Ye Xuan a faint sense of oppression. He thought he was not an ordinary person, but he asked himself that he had never seen this person before, and this person was not among the list of powerful characters mentioned by Pang Ba.
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"He is the son of the royal Ye family. Although the Ye family is very low-key in the spiritual realm, it is a very mysterious family. The combat capabilities of some geniuses in the family are unknown." Pang Yuxi said through a message.
Night home?
Ye Xuan suddenly thought that he had a grudge against the Ye family when he was in the Northern Territory.
Zhao Zang was furious when he saw that Ye Xuan and Pang Yuxi were ignoring him, and when he wanted to say something, the winner of the previous duel on the No. 8 ring next to him had already been decided, and they both left the stage, and at the same time, the sound of
He heard the cold voice of the deacon of the Great Holy Realm:
"Next game, No. 41 versus No. 42."
Zhao Zang's expression changed, and with a few flashes of his body, he jumped onto the No. 8 ring.
He is No. 41 of the eighth arena.
He was facing off against a short young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, whose cultivation was at the eighth level of the Holy Realm.
As a result, after just a few breaths, before the short young man understood what was going on, he was punched out of the ring by Zhao Zang. Blood spurted from his mouth and he passed out.
"Hmph, any cat or dog dares to participate in the Holy Competition, I don't know how high the sky is!" Zhao Zang Aoran glanced at Ye Xuan while speaking.
The Zhao family warriors cheered and cheered!
Time passed little by little, and each battle was carried out in an orderly manner.
Cheers and boos came and went.
Those powerful characters who have superior combat power and have been favored by all parties before will often elicit exclamations from the onlookers in the audience as soon as they come on stage.
Among them, one named Zhou Tianrui caused waves of exclamation and admiration. He actually defeated another powerful figure from the royal family of the Holy Realm Dzogchen with just one finger.
Not long after, in the third battle stage, a scar-faced woman in black clothes also caused a burst of exclamations. In just two breaths, the scar-faced woman used her very mysterious and strange ghostly body skills to easily kill her opponent.
Knocked to the ground.
Ye Xuan didn't pay attention to this, still observing the competition on the ring with a calm expression and waiting quietly.
In this Holy Competition, he had already made up his mind to win a place in the top three at worst. Of course, if possible, it would be better to win first place.
Just when dusk came, it was finally Ye Xuan's turn.
"The next match is between No. 721 Pang Xuan and No. 1000 Zhu Xiao."
Ye Xuan moved and flew to the ring lightly.
The surrounding restricted light curtains together enveloped the entire arena.
Opposite, a middle-aged man in gray robe with a handsome face arched his hands and said when he saw Ye Xuan coming on stage:
"I'm Zhu Xiao, please give me some advice."
This is a being in the ninth level of the holy realm.
Seeing that the other party was smiling and polite, Ye Xuan just wanted to return the favor.
But at this moment, Zhu Xiao suddenly launched an attack. With a flick of his sleeve, a dagger with yellow light flew out. In a flash, it was as fast as lightning, and with a burst of thunder, he attacked Ye Xuan.
"So... despicable!" Everyone in the audience exclaimed.
Ye Xuan's eyes turned cold, and blood mist surged from his body. When he raised his hand, the blood mist condensed and turned into a huge blood-colored palm that whizzed away towards the golden arc dagger.
A "chichi" sound came from the air. The giant bloody palm and the electric arc were at a stalemate for a moment.
Seeing this situation, Ye Xuan was speechless. The blood technique of the Pang family was indeed far inferior to his own. He snorted coldly, and his figure turned into a bloody shadow and disappeared from the place.
At the same time, with a "boom" sound, the electric arc of the dagger and the giant bloody palm exploded in the void, and silver electric wires shot out from the smoke.
At this moment, a ghostly bloody figure appeared behind the gray-robed man. He raised his hand and slapped his back, leaving a huge bloody handprint. It was silent and there was no sign at all.
The man in gray robe had no time to react. The moment the protective holy light was hit by the bloody handprint, it was broken by a single blow. He screamed and flew thousands of feet away, falling outside the ring.
The dagger in the void also fell to the ring with a "bang" because it lost its relationship with its owner.
From the moment Zhu Xiao released the dagger to being knocked out of the ring by Ye Xuan, it only took two breaths.
Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and some of them didn't come back to their senses. The battle ended too quickly.
But the next moment, there was an outcry:
"Oh my God! This Pang family kid is so powerful!!"
"Is he really just in the sixth level of the Holy Realm?"
The warriors from the Zhao and Zheng families almost lost their eyes.