Staring at Lingju, who was arranging the arena almost at his fingertips, above the arena, everyone's eyes showed a hint of horror.
Each of the eight bluestone arenas in the open space weighs tens of millions of kilograms. Even if a strong man like Gu Yuetian wants to lift it up so casually, it is quite difficult, but Lingju actually behaves so casually, and he is still one of the eight great arenas.
The bluestone arena was established together, which also made many people secretly sigh that Lingju was worthy of being a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm.
After the giant arena was set up, Lingju returned behind the Ninth Princess with a calm expression and stood silently.
Staring at the huge arena made of eight bluestone arenas in the center of the open space, Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he murmured to himself: "A big melee? It's a unique method!"
"Gu Xin, Gu Yue and Zhuo Wen, since this first round of selection is a big melee, you must work together to win the top three spots! Although if nothing unexpected happens, our City Lord's Mansion will win the top three spots.
The quota is not difficult! But you still have to be careful."
Gu Yuetian turned around and stared at Gu Xin, Gu Yue and Zhuo Wen behind him, their faces full of caution.
The three of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They also knew that this melee was on behalf of the city lord's palace, so they would not be careless.
Seeing the three people nodding, Gu Yuetian also showed satisfaction in his eyes. At the same time, the silver bell-like voice of the Nine Princesses at the top of the high platform also rang.
"It seems that everyone understands the rules. In that case, then..." Having said this, the Ninth Princess stretched out a jade hand as white as a lotus root, and waved it down gently under the direct gaze of many people:
"Then the first round of the battle for quotas begins now."
"boom!"
As the Ninth Princess's palm fell, the originally somewhat silent open space exploded with a bang. Countless rays of Yuan Power of different colors suddenly surged out in dizzying bursts. With the blasts of air-piercing sounds, countless people in the open space exploded.
Figures of people flashed past, swarming towards the huge arena.
In an instant, the entire ring was filled with Yuanli and energy. After a while, there were several screams, and then several slightly embarrassed figures suddenly rushed towards the ring in full view of everyone.
Flying away outside.
However, except for a few warriors who broke out into battle as soon as they entered the ring, most of the warriors quickly retreated towards the edge of the ring. They did not want to stay stupidly in the center of the ring and become a living target for everyone.
There are quite a few forces participating in the battle for quotas this time. The number of players alone is in the hundreds. Hundreds of young warriors have gathered on the stage, and it seems quite spectacular for a moment.
On the periphery of the ring, many people looked at the imminent battle on the ring and couldn't help but get excited, and excited screams echoed through the sky.
"Haha, Princess, this is a good idea. Such a melee-like competition is rare!" Xuchang, a young man in blue, waved his folding fan, came to the Ninth Princess in a graceful manner, and said with a slight smile.
The Ninth Princess glanced slightly at Xuchang beside her, and then withdrew her gaze, but her watery eyes were fixed on an inconspicuous and thin figure on the ring.
The reason why she changed the first round of the competition into a big melee was to see what Zhuo Wen was capable of who dared to reject her.
In this chaotic scene, it is easiest to see the character and will of a warrior.
"I would like to see how you, a philosophical guy like you, behaves. You must not be a silver-tongued guy. Otherwise, I don't know what you will do.
?" Staring closely at that thin figure, the Ninth Princess murmured to herself.
Seeing that the Ninth Princess ignored him completely, Xuchang's hand waving the folding fan froze slightly, but his elegant smile soon returned to his face.
Following the line of sight of the Ninth Princess, his eyes were also fixed on the rather inconspicuous young figure in the corner of the ring. A chill flashed through his eyes, and he thought to himself: "It seems that the Ninth Princess is not interested in the new person in front of him.
I’m quite fond of the toy, but if this new toy interferes with the good things between me and the Ninth Princess, I may have to let this new toy disappear early!”
At this time, people were fighting each other in the arena from time to time, but many people were obviously afraid that others would do something behind their backs, so even if they fought, they would be separated at the first touch, and they did not dare to fight at all.
At the edge of the ring, Gu Xin, Gu Yue and Zhuo Wen were all standing here. As soon as the three of them entered the ring, they released the armor in their bodies, covering their entire bodies.
Gu Xin and Gu Yue were both Yang Realm warriors, so what they released was real armor. The fiery red and patterned armor covered both of their bodies, with streams of blazing flames surrounding their bodies.
Suddenly, the temperature within five miles around it rose sharply.
However, what attracted many people's attention was the young man beside Gu Xin and Gu Yue. The young man naturally released his own armor, but on the contrary to Gu Xin and Gu Yue, the young man's armor actually
Just the cold air released by the virtual armor was quite conspicuous on the entire arena.
Because the moment they entered the arena, the Yin Void Realm warriors had already been eliminated by other warriors immediately. Those who are still in the arena now have cultivation levels above Yang Reality Realm.
It can be said that Zhuo Wen should be regarded as the only Yinxu realm warrior in the arena now. Suddenly, Zhuo Wen became the focus of everyone.
Not only did the other players on the ring look at Zhuo Wen who was next to Gu Yue and Gu Xin with doubts, but other forces outside the ring also paid attention to this rather unusual young man.
Some forces that were originally the main city of Tengjia City were not surprised. After all, the huge sensation caused by Zhuo Wen a few days ago had already made these forces know that this warrior who was only half-step Yang Realm, his true strength.
How terrifying.
However, the remaining forces that do not belong to the main city of Tengjia City have more and more doubts in their eyes. From Zhuo Wen's position, this unattractive young man obviously belongs to the side of the city lord's palace.
But with the background of the City Lord's Mansion, how could it send out an imp who is only in the Yinxu Realm?
"It seems that the City Lord's Mansion is also in decline. The last competition for quotas was defeated. This time, such a low-powered brat was sent to participate in the competition for quotas. Is this an attempt to fill the quota?" said a somewhat sharp voice.
And a stern voice came from not far away from the arena, and there was a strong sense of sarcasm in its voice.
Gu Xin and the other three turned around and saw a man and a woman standing on the other edge of the ring. The man looked like a sissy, with orchid fingers raised, and his cheeks were covered with thick rouge, while the woman was
Tall and mighty, the muscles of his arms are as thick as his thighs.
This man and woman are the disciples sent by the Yinluo Sect to participate in the quota competition. The man's name is Ying Qianghua, and the woman's name is Ying Hualan.
Both of them exuded extremely powerful auras, which made many players around them look solemn and fearful, and they did not dare to get even close to these two people.
The person who spoke just now was none other than the effeminate Ying Qianghua. At this time, his face was full of a mocking smile.
Gu Xin stared at Ying Qianghua and Ying Hualan not far away with fear, his face was full of indifference, and he said coldly: "The City Lord's Mansion has not declined, it is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks.
! Your Yin Luo Sect thought that you defeated our City Lord’s Mansion last time, so you think you still have the possibility of defeating us this time. Today I am telling you that in this battle for quotas, your Yin Luo Sect can only return with a huge defeat."
"Oh! He is indeed the son of Gu Yuetian. He speaks so forcefully, and his little heart is pounding. He is so scared!"
Ying Qianghua showed a delicate look in a pretentious manner, pinched the orchid finger in his right hand, and patted his chest rhythmically, as if he had just been raped.
Looking at Ying Qianghua's pretentiousness, Zhuo Wen's eyes twitched suddenly. The effeminate behavior in front of him really made Zhuo Wen a little nauseous. Now he had the urge to go up and beat him up.
However, Ying Qianghua's words soon came to an abrupt end. A strong arm suddenly lifted him up, and immediately a tall figure appeared in front of Gu Xin.
Looking at Ying Hualan, who was a head taller than him, Gu Xin looked at him fearlessly and said calmly: "Do you want to start a war now?"
"Hey! It's really unwise to start a war with your city lord's mansion now. After all, it's just the first round of competition! And there are three forces that have quotas for the next round. We don't have to fight in the first round.
You live and die, so the dispute ends here!"
Ying Qianghua's tone was very strong, and his voice was not as crisp as a woman should be. Instead, it was as thick and deep as a bearded man.
Hearing such a manly voice, even Zhuo Wen had serious doubts. Is the guy in front of him really a woman? How come he couldn't find anything about the guy in front of him that looked like a woman?
"Let's get rid of some miscellaneous fish first. As for the grudge between our Yinluo Sect and your City Lord's Mansion, it will naturally be settled in the next round."
Ying Hualan glanced at Gu Xin lightly, then turned around and left with Ying Qianghua, heading towards the other end of the ring. As for Gu Yue and Zhuo Wen beside Gu Xin, they were completely ignored by him.
.
After all, Gu Yue is only at the third level of Yang Reality, and Zhuo Wen is only half of Yang Reality. This kind of strength is really not in her eyes. He knows that the real difficulty in the City Lord's Mansion is the indifferent Gu Xin in front of him.
, as long as Guxin falls, the battle for quotas in the City Lord's Mansion will naturally come to an end.