The first thousand four hundred and seventy-three chapters drug tyrants the world
The second round of ranking competition had just ended when Ge Qianhe suddenly announced that the talent ranked fifty would withdraw from the next challenge, causing an uproar in the audience.
Among them, the most difficult to accept is the younger generation, whether they are spectators or contestants.
But most of the older generation of strong men can understand that almost every genius ranked lower than fifty has challenged twice, and the difference in combat power between these people is not very big. Even if they continue to challenge, their rankings will not be the same.
There will be a lot of changes.
As for Canghai Pavilion, what they really care about is only the top-ranked geniuses, especially the top ten. That is the meaning of the battle for the sons and goddesses, and naturally they are not willing to waste more time.
Amidst the uproar, someone actually came out to challenge. It was the eagle-eyed young man ranked 52nd, who named a bald man ranked 49th.
His purpose is to tell everyone with practical actions that among the bottom fifty geniuses, some can also squeeze into the top fifty.
However, after a short confrontation, the 52nd-ranked Hawkeye youth was killed on the spot by the bald man, and his eyes were full of blood.
Another challenger was ranked sixty-nine. To be on the safe side, he challenged his opponent who was ranked sixty-eight. In the end, he lost by half a move. He thought that even if he failed, his life would be saved, but he was provoked by Canghai Pavilion.
Rules are the name of death.
Since then, everyone has been silent. Although many people still have the idea of trying, they dare not take action rashly until they are absolutely sure.
Finally, the third round of ranking challenges has officially begun!
The next duel will undoubtedly be more fierce and fierce, because no one can be sure when Ge Qianhe will deprive the lower-ranked people of their qualifications again, so the geniuses have almost no reservations when taking action.
On the third day of the ranking battle, in the early morning, a red sun rose in the eastern sky.
Standing on Tianjue Peak and looking out, the sky initially showed a blue color, like a piece of crystal clear blue jade.
In a short while, streaks of colorful rays of light shot into the air like sharp arrows. Soon after, the border next to the blue jadeite became more and more gorgeous, like countless colorful ribbons floating.
"Xiao Shuishui, you have no reason to hide this time, right?"
When it was Zhong Zihao's turn, he chose this old rival without hesitation.
"Hmph! Why should I hide? It was just luck that made you win one and a half moves that day. You may not have that kind of good luck today!"
Xiao Shuishui's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Ever since he defeated Qi Ziyi in the last round, he showed extraordinary fighting power, which made all the geniuses fear him. Who would dare to challenge him?
Therefore, he could not avoid facing Zhong Zihao now.
The geniuses who come to Duanyan Star to participate in the battle for the sons and goddesses, no matter how powerful their previous backgrounds are, have no advantage in facing Canghai Pavilion, so the geniuses at Tianjue Peak can only rely on their own strength.
As for those whose backgrounds are more terrifying than Canghai Pavilion, how can they be interested in the position of Son of God and Goddess?
A few words of dialogue between Zhong Zihao and Xiao Shishui made it clear that there must be a deep hatred between the two parties. There were whispers in the killing plain, and there were many interested people asking around.
Ge Qianhe, who truly understood the cause and effect, turned a blind eye. In previous battles, they had seen too many tactics similar to Xiao Shuishui's.
Seeing the "Poison King" Xiao Shuishui on the stage, all the geniuses consciously retreated far away. Everyone saw Qi Ziyi's reaction after being poisoned. Even some people looked down on this method of poisoning, but they still had lingering fears.
"Brother, be careful, his poison can corrode the source of power. If you accidentally enter the sea of consciousness, even the soul power may suffer!"
Qi Ziyi was injured in the battle with Xiao Pianshui and has not recovered yet. She looked at Xiao Pianshui with ferocious eyes, but secretly sent a message to Zhong Zihao.
To be honest, he was a little unwilling to lose to Xiao Shuishui. After all, he did not lose to the opponent with a real sword or a real gun. He could not even show his true combat power. Who would be willing to do so?
"Thank you!"
Zhong Zihao glanced at Qi Ziyi in surprise.
Before the two of them took action, this duel attracted everyone's attention, including the geniuses on the ranking monument.
After all, both Xiao Shuishi and Zhong Zihao's performance in the first two rounds of ranking matches was too eye-catching.
Xiao Shuishui was the only one who challenged the low-ranked talent. What was even more unexpected was that he actually failed in the challenge and fell to thirty places in the first battle.
Moreover, he is not an ordinary genius, but an unparalleled monster who controls the red token and is favored by Canghai Pavilion.
Compared with him, Zhong Zihao also behaved a bit strangely. He was the biggest dark horse after Lan Moxi. He ranked over 60 in the two rounds of challenges and easily crushed his opponents in every battle.
The most surprising thing is that among the fifty geniuses who are still at the top of Tianjue Peak, only Zhong Zihao's cultivation is still at the late stage of the Creation Realm, and has not even reached the peak.
Among the people watching the battle, the most excited ones were Jiang Chi and Wang Xin. Of course, Elder Shi and Elder Li from Danwang Valley were no exception.
As long as Zhong Zihao defeats Xiao Shuishui in this battle, he will be promoted to the top twenty. In their view, this honor is already the biggest gain of this trip.
If we can go one step further, wouldn't there be a real chance to compete for the title of Son of God?
"call……"
At the moment when everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, Xiao Shuishui moved, and a palm print suddenly condensed out. With the terrifying pressure, it filled the whole place and struck directly at Zhong Zihao with a chill.
"Use your strongest means, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"
Zhong Zihao didn't move, and punched the air with his right hand, defeating the palm mark in an understatement.
Of course he understood that Xiao Shishui's intention in making this palm print was not to attack, but to secretly spread poison to the entire battlefield.
However, although Zhong Zihao does not have a special physique, he is completely immune to poison. This is what the other party hates most about him.
Xiao Shuishui smiled and said nothing, until a moment later he frowned slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "In that case, let you have a taste of my poisonous tyranny!"
In fact, this is the highest poison skill that he has only mastered in recent years. It will be rotten if touched. Once it is attacked, the physical body of an ordinary strong person will not be able to withstand ten breaths.
What is truly domineering is that it can ignore the barriers of the physical body and directly invade the sea of soul consciousness. Only when it reaches this step will the true form and spirit be destroyed, and will never be reincarnated.
Xiao Shuishui also relied on this trump card to have the confidence to seize the position of the Son of God. According to the original plan, he was prepared to use it at the last moment, but when he encountered a pervert like Zhong Zihao, conventional poisons would not be able to do anything.
"drink!"
As a low muffled shout spread, Xiao Shuishui's expression in everyone's eyes changed drastically, especially the pair of somewhat gloomy eyes, which suddenly turned pitch black, which was terrifying.