After Tie Hun left, no one entered Room No. 300 again.
Another stick of incense passed as time passed, and the voice in the corridor sounded again.
"To everyone who occupies the first 300 rooms, congratulations on qualifying for the second round!"
"The next round of competition will begin tomorrow. You can take advantage of this limited time to heal those who are injured and to regain their strength if they are not injured. I will take you to a new place early tomorrow morning..."
In the first three hundred rooms, everyone who occupied a seat showed a smile of relief.
Li Kezhou crossed his legs again and started the "Yunlong Dinner Qi Method" to regulate his breathing with his eyes closed.
In just a short period of time, he had gone through several battles. Although his sword energy had been very little lost, he had seen the strength of the "Top Ten Heroes" masters.
Lijian Iron Soul was only ranked tenth, but he had such strength. He was not sure what level of strength the top nine masters ranked above him had reached, and whether these people were
I also participated in this holy election.
Therefore, he must adjust himself to the best condition.
…
Early morning on the first day.
Li Kezhou woke up from closing his eyes.
At the right time, there was a buzzing sound in the sky and the earth.
His whole vision went dark, and there was a feeling of weightlessness beneath his feet.
The next moment, the person had disappeared from the jade platform where they were sitting cross-legged.
A situation like his was going on in 299 other rooms at the same time.
The moment he felt his feet touch the ground, a bright light appeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became clear.
At this time, he seemed to be in the Roman Colosseum in his previous life. There was an empty space in front of him. The high platform was dozens of stories high and it was already overcrowded.
At the same time, hundreds of people appeared in dense numbers in no particular order.
The three hundred people in the room before all appeared in this place.
Seeing that the expected person finally appeared, there was a burst of exclamation in the audience:
"Look...he's appeared! Is this the genius who has ranked among the top three hundred in the world in the past thirty years?"
"Sure enough, all of them are extraordinary. They are indeed like dragons and phoenixes among men!"
"I heard that three months ago, the number of people participating in the registration competition reached more than 50,000. It is said that there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood on Miaoyun Peak!"
"This is still false! According to later statistics, of the more than 8,000 people who came out alive in the end, apart from the 600 people who won the quota, more than four-fifths died in the end. It is worthy of being called a genius cemetery!"
Accepting the praise from everyone, most of the three hundred people showed proud expressions.
This is indeed something to be proud of. After all, I fought my way out of fifty thousand people, and then went through the first bloody round of occupation, and finally got to where I am now. No one who can stand here has lived up to his reputation.
Among the three hundred people, one person suppressed his excitement and whispered to himself: "Could this be... the Baikui Blood Competition!"
When everyone heard these four words, they all showed strong fighting spirit.
Li Kezhou was among the crowd. He was not the tallest in terms of height, nor was he the most luxurious in terms of clothing. As for the sword energy around him, he was also not the strongest, so almost no one noticed him.
He glanced around and saw that there were thousands of people at the table.
"Baikui Blood Beaten?"
Hearing someone mention this, he was secretly confused.
It was his first time to come to Shenlan. He had never heard of the rules of the Holy Selection before, so he was a little confused about the situation.
"Brother Li..."
A young man in the crowd pushed his way through the crowd and came up to him.
When Li Kezhou saw this person, a smile appeared on his face: "Is the process going well?"
The young man was naturally the one with the best, and he said with a naive smile: "It went pretty well. I wanted to fight for the first ten rooms, but at that time, the fighting was too brutal! I watched it for a while, and then I remembered
Brother, what you told me before was that you didn’t get involved and finally found a room at the back..."
Before Li Kezhou could answer, a yin and yang voice came: "You are boasting! You are still fighting for the top ten, and you are pretending to be awesome without even considering your own weight. You are like this. I can kill ten with one hand, and even I can only be ranked in the top ten."
Twenty-seven, you, a yellow-haired boy, dare to talk so shamelessly..."
Hearing this familiar voice, Li Kezhou looked sideways and saw a familiar face.
He laughed out loud: "Wan Kunpeng! You really can't change your mind and eat shit. The last time I punched you, it seems that it didn't make you explode. You still have the guts to interrupt the two of us!"
Mentioning this matter, Wan Kunpeng's teeth gritted and he stared with a pair of fire-breathing eyes!
Naturally, he would not tell the other party that that punch completely crippled him.
For a man, this revenge is a hundred times more powerful than killing his entire family.
He is always waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. He was the one who instigated the previous "Strong Sword Iron Soul" and led the opponent to kill him.
But he only knew that Tie Hun went to find this person. He was not too sure whether he found him or not.
He gritted his teeth and said: "You beast, you are so lucky to be alive now, but I can tell you, you are finished, and soon..."
He smiled evilly!
Li Kezhou chuckled and said, "But I heard the details!"
"Hey hey hey..."
Wan Kunpeng actually smiled when he thought of the place where he could resolve his hatred: "I'm not afraid to tell you that it's really luck that you can survive until now. It's just because one person didn't find you, otherwise... you would have been a mutilated corpse!"
After Li Kezhou heard this, he understood that this person didn't seem to know that Tie Hun was looking for revenge on him. In the eyes of the other party, Tie Hun hadn't found him yet, otherwise he shouldn't be alive until now.
"The person I'm talking about is the tenth strongest sword in the world, Iron Soul! To tell you the truth, I framed you. He is always looking for revenge on you. You will know it soon!"
Wan Kunpeng smiled cruelly.
Seeing his idiotic look, Li Kezhou didn't bother to strike him, and said with a smile: "Iron Soul! Is this the only one? If you want to count on him, you might as well count on a meteor falling from the sky to kill me. This possibility is higher than yours
It’s much more reliable to rely on this person…”
"You're such a tough talker! I'm waiting to see your death!"
Wan Kunpeng felt a dull pain in his crotch when he saw this man. He was afraid of offending him, so he attacked him regardless of where he was. He said a harsh word and left in a hurry.
Li Kezhou lazily ignored this ignorant person and turned to look at the young man: "By the way! Do you know what this 'Hundred Kui Blood Competition' is? Is it related to the second round we are going to have next?"
Yiye Qiongfeng kept nodding his head: "Brother's expectation is good. This Hundred-Kui Blood Challenge is actually just like the name. It is a simple battle, but it is slightly different from ordinary battles. In the end, it will be decided.
One hundred leaders..."
Li Kezhou understood it as soon as he heard it.
There were three hundred of them, and they thought there would be a three-person battle, with the three standing at the end being the leader. After one hundred rounds, three hundred people would eliminate two hundred, leaving the last hundred.