The warriors participating in the martial arts conference below hesitated for a moment, not daring to be the first to step onto the fighting stage to defend the ring.
When the Xuan Dan Realm expert standing in mid-air saw this scene, he said expressionlessly: "This selection will last for ten days. Anyone who does not persist for an hour after ten days will be eliminated!"
I saw his broad sleeves waved casually, and a huge hourglass appeared in the eyes of hundreds of millions of warriors from all races below, suspended in the void, and grains of golden sand continued to fall from the area above.
"Only selected for ten days?" The expressions of the warriors participating in the conference below changed slightly.
You must know that there are hundreds of thousands of participating warriors below, but the fighting stage is only a small one. If they don't occupy a fighting stage first and hold on for an hour, they may be eliminated before they even get on the stage.
At this moment, one after another figures flew into the air, occupying a battle platform one after another, and their whole body cultivation was running, preparing for the next battle.
The battle platform in the Mortal Realm is suspended at a height of about ten feet. Warriors in the Mortal Realm who cannot fly in the air can enter the battle platform with a single leap.
The Shenhai and Yuantai realm battle platforms are suspended at a higher position.
Before the warriors who first arrived at the fighting platform could stand firm, one by one warriors rushed towards the fighting platform where they were. However, when one warrior entered, the rest were blocked by the energy barrier outside the fighting platform.
Boom boom boom!
Without any words, the battle was on the verge of breaking out. The two warriors on the battlefield did not hesitate to display their martial arts skills, hoping to defeat each other at the minimum cost.
After all, they didn't know how many battles they would go through in the next hour. Since they could not recover the power they had consumed, they could only try to save the power in their bodies.
On the battle stage in the Yuantai area, powerful martial arts blasted the air and wreaked havoc in the space. Two completely different artistic conceptions confronted each other.
On a battle platform, Prison Jiuyin looked at the Yuantai realm warrior in front of him expressionlessly. With a wave of his right hand, several Yuantai corpse spirits stood beside him.
"You can go down by yourself, or you want me to help you!"
The warrior's expression changed. He had naturally heard of the name of Prison Jiuyin, a candidate to win the martial arts tournament, and knew that he was no match for the latter's zombie spirit.
He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I'll admit defeat!"
Then I saw the warrior decisively turning around and leaving this battle platform, heading to other battle platforms to look for hope of advancement.
There are still ten days left for the first round of selection. With his strength, as long as he doesn't match those talented people from all races, he is confident that he will pass this round, get a good ranking, and get some rewards.
The warriors around the battle platform where Yu Jiuyin was standing looked at each other, fearful of the terror of the former's zombie army, and for a while no warrior dared to challenge him.
Jie Jiuyin sat cross-legged in the center of the battle platform, closing his eyes and meditating, seemingly not paying attention to the people around him, while several corpse spirits stood around to protect him.
In the sky, the Xuan Dan Realm experts from all races were not surprised to see this scene.
"Hmph, a warrior of the Corpse Refining lineage!" A strong man from the Elf tribe had eyes full of disgust.
Most tribesmen are disgusted by Jie Jiuyin's practice of refining the corpses of the dead into corpse spirits. Even Jie Jiuyin's own clan, the Jie clan, also has many people who hate it.
During the initial period, when it was revealed that Prison Jiuyin was using the corpses of the dead to refine corpse spirits, it was also hunted down by many warriors, like a bereaved dog.
However, Yu Jiuyin was later accepted as a disciple by an ancestor of the Yu clan who was about to run out of life, and this changed his situation.
No one dared to chase him anymore, and when faced with the Nine Yins of Prison refining the corpse spirit, no one dared to speak out in anger.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Prison Jiuyin successfully passed the selection and advanced to the next round.
During this period, some warriors came to challenge him in the battle arena where he was located. A warrior at the seventh level of Yuantai could not hold himself back and wanted to test the strength of the corpse spirit refined by the former.
As a result, Jiuyin of Prison used two corpse spirits to tear them in half alive within a few moves. He didn't even have time to admit defeat. He really didn't want to die in peace.
This bloody and brutal scene immediately shocked the surrounding warriors, and no one dared to challenge him.
On the other side, spiritual light circulated on the body of the war clan torture witch, shining with metallic luster, like a spiritual weapon.
A warrior from the Ursine tribe opposite shouted loudly, brandishing a huge mace in his hand and hitting the executioner witch with a force of hundreds of thousands of kilograms!
Sonorous!
Facing this terrifying attack, Xing Wu's expression remained unchanged, his body-refining skills were activated, his skin instantly turned golden, and the mace collided with each other.
Seeing that the executioner witch didn't shed a drop of blood and didn't lose a hair, the bear warrior's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to take back the mace and distance himself from the executioner witch.
But the torture witch had a ferocious smile on his face, and he grabbed the mace with both arms, making the latter unable to move.
And his other four arms flashed with golden luster, tearing the air, and blasted towards the bear warrior.
ah!
The bear warrior received a blow from the Xingsha head-on. As if he was hit hard, he immediately screamed and flew out of the fighting platform like a cannonball.
Xing Wu broke his hands and broke the one-foot-long mace into two halves. "You only have so much strength. It's really boring."
Xing Wu looked around, "Who else wants to fight!"
An hour later, the Xingsha from the War Clan successfully advanced to the next round.
On other battlefields, many geniuses used various methods to easily suppress their opponents, frighten everyone, and successfully advance to the next level.
Fu Han of the Sky Pattern tribe controls metal puppets and easily inflicts heavy damage on his opponents;
Lei Guang of the Lei Ling Clan roared all over, and streaks of red thunder spread across the battlefield. No one could come out unscathed;
The golden wings of Feng Shao of the Yu Clan vibrated, and the white battle armor shone like a god of light descending. With a wave of his hand, the true meaning of the blazing sun scorched the opponent;
The phantoms of stars appeared around Ji Chen of the human race, and the power of the stars turned into weapons and suppressed them;
Jin Meng of the Behemoth tribe is like a tall golden man. With a roar, he is like a thousand troops, oppressing everyone with his iron-blooded fighting spirit;
Each of the top geniuses from various races seemed to deliberately avoid colliding with other top geniuses in the first round, trying not to expose their own strength and moves so quickly.
The golden sand suspended in the area above the huge hourglass decreased little by little, and time also passed by little by little. Six or seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
In order to compete for the qualifications for promotion, the remaining warriors frantically challenged the defenders, trying to defeat their opponents regardless of the huge consumption of real energy.
For a time, the difficulty of defending the platform gradually increased, and fewer and fewer warriors successfully advanced to the next level and were kicked off the platform.
After these warriors fell off the battlefield, once their strength recovered, they continued to challenge, hoping to successfully defend the battlefield in the last two or three days and advance to the next level!
Yuan Hao looked at the fierce battle above with calm eyes. He turned to a human woman and said, "Miss Qin, please help me take care of Zhi'er!"
The human woman held Li Zhi's hand and said softly: "Brother Yuan, don't worry, I will take good care of Zhi'er, and you can go to the selection for the martial arts conference with peace of mind."
Yuan Hao cupped his fists and saluted, then touched Li Zhi's head to reassure her.
Then Yuan Hao moved and flew towards a battle platform in mid-air at an extremely fast speed.
"Master, come on!"
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