Everyone was shocked by the points obtained by Yang Quan, Hei Yanze and Ye Chendao. Immediately, the strong man began to announce the points obtained by others, but he seemed to only announce the people who had obtained the thirty places in the state competition.
of points.
The fourth one, named Yangfeng, is from the same family as Yangquan. He has more than 4,200 points, which is more than a thousand points less than the three peerless geniuses. The gap is obvious.
The points obtained by the fifth one are more than 4,100, which is relatively close to Yangfeng.
The sixth one!
The seventh one!
The eighth!
Ninth one!
The tenth!
Four thousand one hundred points!
Four thousand and dozens of points!
More than 3,900 points!
More than 3,800 points!
More than 3,700 points!
The further back you go, the fewer points you get, but there are more than 3,000 points, which is surprising.
Many people feel frustrated because they feel they have no hope of getting a spot, and some people are nervous and unsure whether they will get a spot.
Ten!
Fifteen!
There were fewer and fewer unannounced places, and Chen Zong couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Twenty places are available.
The points earned by the person in the twentieth place are as many as 3,000.
Among the twenty people, Fierce Phoenix King Feng Yanyan and Xuanming Master Xu Mubai were among them. In addition, the first genius of Hengjiang Prefecture and the first genius of Tongshan Prefecture were also among them.
Ten!
There are only ten spots left that have not been announced.
Subconsciously, some talented people who felt they had great potential clenched their fists.
Black Flame Lin, who had fought Chen Zong once before, was also among those twenty places, and the Tianyun Sect disciple who later chased and killed Chen Zong, holding a long sword, was also among them, named Long Zhan.
Twenty-one quota.
Zhao Xingkong earned more than 2,900 points.
It can be seen that Zhao Xingkong breathed a sigh of relief in an instant and loosened his clenched left hand.
As the second darling of Shanliu Mansion, it would be a bit embarrassing if he couldn't get a spot.
Immediately, the second favorites from Hengjiang Prefecture and Tongshan Prefecture got their spots.
The twenty-fourth spot was obtained by the second day Jiaojian Lingxiao of Xuanming Realm.
After getting the spot, Chen Zong noticed that Jian Lingxiao's tense eyebrows relaxed slightly in an instant.
Quota is very important.
Obtaining a quota means that you can enter the Dao competition. If you cannot get a quota, it means that you will not be able to enter the Dao competition.
The Taoist competition is the key stop for participating in the Xuanyuan Holy Meeting.
Chen Zong found that he couldn't help but feel nervous. The matter was so important that it was inevitable that he would have some ups and downs.
Twenty-fifth spot!
Twenty-sixth place!
Twenty-seventh place!
They were obtained by the geniuses of Shanliu Prefecture, Hengjiang Prefecture and Tongshan Prefecture respectively.
The twenty-eighth quota and the twenty-ninth quota were respectively obtained by Tianyun Prefecture's local talents.
Only the last spot is left.
Anyone who feels that they are expected to get a spot will breathe quickly.
Chen Zong subconsciously took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
The 30th spot!
There is only the last spot left, but I don’t know whose points will be announced?
"The thirtieth person..." After announcing the strong man's tone, he paused slightly and glanced over, making everyone more and more nervous. It felt like every breath became longer, and there was a trace of smoke in the air.
Anxious breath.
"The thirtieth quota..." The strong man seemed to have sensed this, and spoke again as if to tease him deliberately, making people even more nervous.
"Two thousand four hundred and fifty-two points..." This strong man did not directly announce his name, but announced his points.
Suddenly, everyone's expressions changed drastically, because the points they had did not seem to be 2,452 points.
Chen Zong was startled at first, and then showed a hint of joy.
It seems that the points he owns are 2,452 points.
"...Chen Zong."
Two words fell, and a name came to everyone's ears, as if it was the final word.
Huge joy suddenly rushed into Chen Zong's heart, and he was extremely excited.
I... got a spot.
I got a spot as I wished.
"Damn it, how could it be...how could it be..." A talented person from Tianyun Province suddenly lost his composure and struck the ground with a sharp knife, creating a long ravine in the ground and venting his anger.
The points he has are 2,451, which is just a little short.
"Fan Lin." The strong man said another name, which was puzzling.
"You two have earned the same number of points." The strong man said.
Chen Zong suddenly felt two extremely sharp eyes coming from the sky, as cold as a sword.
That was Fan Lin's gaze.
Fan Lin was dressed in a green sword uniform, with a long blue scaled sword on his waist. There seemed to be invisible sword energy permeating his body, and his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to contain the edge of the sword.
"The thirty-fifth spot will be chosen between the two of you." The strong man said again: "It is up to you to decide who should get this spot."
"My name is Fan Lin, a core disciple of the Tianyun Sect. Give me the spot. I owe you a favor. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me. I will try my best to help you." Fan Lin stared at Chen Zong sharply, as if to
As if to put enough pressure on Chen Zong, his tone was a bit chilly and as sharp and direct as the edge of a sword, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed and struck with a single strike.
It has the sharpness of the sword and the general trend of heaven and earth.
Sharp words are like the sharpness of a sword, and expressing one's identity with the help of Tianyun Sect's momentum is like the general trend of the world.
Compared with him, Chen Zong is just a genius from outside the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and is nothing at all.
"You also practice swordsmanship, and you will be able to distinguish between high and low swordsmen." Chen Zong's response was as direct as anyone expected. It was like a divine sword unsheathed and assassinated without any detour.
Why the roundabout way?
Faced with this situation, it was impossible for Chen Zong to take a detour.
The quota is inevitable.
If you don't have enough points, you have no choice but to give up. However, if you have enough points, you can just get the 30th spot. However, there is someone with as many points as you, which means you have one more competitor.
So, let's compete, relying entirely on our own abilities and means.
Fan Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he didn't even give himself face.
"Very good, if you ask for a defeat, I will give you a defeat." Fan Lin said with a cold smile, his words became sharper and his eyes became sharper.
In terms of words, Fan Lin did not lose at all. He must have the upper hand and his momentum was overwhelming. However, this coercive momentum had no impact on Chen Zong at all, and it was in vain.
When you practice swordsmanship, you will compete under the sword.
The winner gets a quota, and the loser is eliminated. It is very direct and simple, and it is also very suitable for practitioners.
The world of cultivators has always been one of jungle and strong.
As he finished speaking, Fan Lin had a cold expression on his face, his eyes were extremely sharp, and his brilliant light shot out like cold lightning, piercing the sky with terrifying force. Immediately, he took a step forward.
His steps were very direct, one step after another, and he quickly approached Chen Zong. His aura continued to condense with each step, becoming sharper and more astonishing. There seemed to be a terror that could tear the world apart.
In the eyes of everyone, Fan Lin seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, a sharp sword that could tear the world apart.
Approaching!
Chen Zong looked solemn. This move alone brought obvious pressure to Chen Zong, which was very strong.
This is a strong opponent.
However, this kind of pressure is still not as good as that of Black Flame Forest, but it is already much better than Sima Huanyu.
Fortunately, Chen Zongyi's strength improved again during the battle with Sima Huanyu, making him even more powerful.
Without making any gesture, Chen Zong's right hand landed on the hilt of the gilded Shen Yue Sword, his fingers clasped tightly, and the muscles on his arm suddenly bulged out like a python turning over, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, instantly bursting out with extremely tyrannical power.
Sword... unsheathed!
In an instant, a golden sword light that was heavy, powerful, and extremely domineering blasted out like a vacuum. Although it was just an ordinary sword, it burst out with terrifying power that could shatter mountains.
Fan Lin's expression became more and more stern, his eyes seemed to be piercing the sky with cold electricity, and his steps became even faster. In an instant, his footsteps staggered, seeming to bring up a mysterious phantom, and even his body was pulled out of afterimages.
, instantly avoiding Chen Zong's sword blast, almost snaking against the golden sword light to kill him.
The sharp sword was unsheathed, and the cloud-white sword light was like clouds in the sky, and it was approaching like a sea current, and the sword cut through the air to kill.
Chen Zong's hair stood on end, the sword light seemed as high and boundless as the sky clouds, and it was as terrifying and domineering as the thunder in the clouds, penetrating everything and destroying everything.
With a shake of his arm and a twist of his wrist, the extremely heavy gilded Shen Yue Sword seemed as light as a feather. It was obviously an amazing sword, but in Chen Zong's hand, it was as nimble and changeable as an embroidery needle.
The horizontal sword blocks and the two swords collide.
Suddenly, Chen Zong felt a continuous soft and yet hard sword force continuously impacting through the sword body. The force seemed to tear the meridians of his arm into pieces.
Fan Lin also felt uncomfortable. The power carried by Chen Zong's sword was really overbearing and arrogant. It was like an unreasonable ancient beast attacking like crazy. Fan Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he felt as if his arm was about to be beaten.
It's like breaking and shattering.
When the swords collide, they are evenly matched, regardless of superiority or inferiority.
"Not bad, you can actually block my sword." Fan Lin took three steps back and said at the same time. A sharper aura suddenly filled his body, as if countless sword energy was born in his body, shot out in an instant, and merged in one after another.
The force in the sword body penetrates through the tip of the sword.
"Sword in the clouds!" A low voice sounded, as light and leisurely as a flowing cloud, and also revealed an indescribable sharpness. The sword drew an incomparable mysterious trajectory, like a ball of flowing clouds, instantly filling the air toward Chen.
Zong, within the flowing clouds, a looming edge moved around. The moment it approached Chen Zong, it suddenly shot out and penetrated the sun and the moon.
One sword spurts blood!
The bloody light surged and pierced the sky. It was extremely fast and it shot out without hesitation.
Everyone around them retreated one after another, staring at the fighting Chen Zong and Fan Lin. Some looked downplayed and didn't care. Although the strength approaching Chen Zong and Fan Lin was not weak, it was not enough for them to watch easily.
It can be defeated.
Three moves or one move, that's it.
There were also some whose eyes flashed with brilliance as they looked at them. There were some prodigies who were weaker than Chen Zong and Fan Lin, some were on the same level as them, and some were only a few points stronger than them.
In just a dozen breaths, the two fought thousands of times, and it was difficult to distinguish them.