In the first round of the final battle, half of the people will be eliminated and the top 15 will be selected.
The rules are also very simple, Lan Yanmei explained them clearly in a few words.
30 contestants draw lots to determine their opponents, and the top 15 are initially selected. Then the 15 losers can have a resurrection battle, that is, one of the 15 previous winners is selected to challenge.
In this way, even if two people who could have entered the top ten meet in advance and one of them loses early, there will still be a chance to make a comeback later.
Also, in this competition, the use of pills, formation disks and other foreign objects is not allowed.
When Lin Chen heard this rule, he didn't feel surprised.
For example, if in the middle of the fight, someone comes up with a fourth-level Dao realm holy formation or even a higher level formation, then there is absolutely no need to continue the fight.
Although it is basically impossible for even the disciples of Taichu Shenshan to have treasures of that level, you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
"Okay, I've finished explaining the rules for the first battle. Now, the 30 contestants are here to draw lots." Lan Yanmei said.
A jade vase that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom appeared in her hands.
30 figures flew towards the ring, Lin Chen was among them, and soon, everyone took out a wooden stick from the vase.
Lin Chen couldn't help but froze for a moment after looking at the wooden sign in his hand. There was a number on the wooden sign, which didn't surprise him too much. The key was that the number on it was "one", which meant that he had to be first.
Can't compete with others?
Lan Yanmei's words confirmed Lin Chen's guess.
"The number on the wooden sign is the order in which you appear. Two people with the same number will fight. Now, the two people with the number '1' on the wooden sign stay, and the rest leave the ring."
As Lan Yanmei's voice fell, Wu Fatian, Han Feng and others returned to the original mountain peak. On the arena, apart from the senior officials of Taichu Mountain, only Lin Chen and a young man with a Chinese character face were left.
"Look, the person in the first fight is Senior Brother Lin!"
"Oops! The person who wants to fight Senior Brother Lin is Sikong Xiong from Douzhan Palace. Si Kongxiong's strength belongs to the upper-middle level among the disciples of Douzhan Palace. He is much stronger than Xing Hao 10 days ago. Senior Brother Lin may not be
His opponent!"
"Scoff! Nonsense, he is certainly no match for Senior Brother Sikong. How can you, the inheritance disciples of Danqing Palace, fight with us?
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Compared with the inherited disciples of the palace?"
"Haha! Don't laugh to death. 10-day Xing Hao was defeated by Senior Brother Lin with one move. Could it be that he is not a disciple of your Dou Zhan Palace? Although Si Kongxiong is much stronger than Xing Hao, Senior Brother Lin defeated Xing Hao with just one move.
Defeating him is naturally much better than Xing Hao. Who will win and who will lose is hard to say until the end!"
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The discussion was boiling, and many disciples from Danqing Palace and Douzhan Palace started arguing directly. Everyone looked at the ring expectantly.
Xing Hao's face turned the color of pig liver. These people were just talking about it. Why did they bring him in?
These two guys are better than me, so there’s no need to say it, right?
None of my business!
He stared at Lin Chen in the ring with hatred, because he had lost all his face in the 10-day battle, but he also understood that it was impossible for him to take revenge with his own strength. At this time, he only hoped that Si Kong Xiong
Can help him deal with Lin Chen severely.
"The competition begins!"
Lan Yanmei's voice sounded on the ring, and at the same time, all the high-level officials of Taichu Mountain disappeared from the ring and appeared on a mountain not far away.
"I heard that you defeated Xing Hao with one move?" Sikong Xiong stared at Lin Chen.
"So what?" Lin Chen raised his eyebrows.
Sikong Xiong said with a gloomy face: "Even if you are stronger than him, you shouldn't humiliate him like that. Your humiliation of him has nothing to do with me, but if you defeat him with one move, you are slapping my Douzhan Gong in the face! You
It seems like you still haven’t realized your mistake yet?”
"Then why don't you tell me that before I showed up, Xing Hao targeted Yuan Daochang like that, and he was also slapping me, Danqing Palace, in the face?"
Lin Chen only thought that the other party's words were really funny and couldn't help but laugh out loud. It wouldn't matter if Dan Qinggong was slapped in the face if he dared to love Dan, but he couldn't be slapped in the face of Douzhan Gong?
Si Kongxiong, however, didn't find anything funny and said matter-of-factly: "How can your Danqing Palace have the qualifications to compare with my Douzhan Palace? You deserve to be slapped in the face. Who makes your skills inferior to others?"
"Then isn't it that Xing Hao's skills are inferior to others?"
Lin Chen was speechless. He didn't know whether he should call this guy's logic overbearing or idiotic. After speaking, he turned into a stream of light and flew towards Sikong Xiong.
Some people can't reason at all and can only talk with their fists!
When Sikong Xiong saw Lin Chen approaching, his face was solemn, although he was arrogant in his words.
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, but after all, Lin Chen can defeat Xing Hao with one move, and he doesn't dare to underestimate him.
Seeing Lin Chen getting in front of him and punching him, Sikong Xiong let out an angry roar and also punched him!
"Ten Thousand Beasts Flying to Heaven Fist!"
Sikong Xiong punched out, and various astonishing roars of beasts suddenly rang out in the space. The roars were filled with the smell of blood. Immediately, images of various strange and ferocious beasts appeared out of thin air. Following Sikong Xiong's punch, they rushed towards Lin Chen.
.
The scene of all the beasts galloping is shocking.
Lin Chen punched out, but it was not just a simple punch. Instead, he used his arm as a weapon to perform the "Seventy-two Styles of Destruction". This punch contained a terrifying force, not as strong as the galloping beasts.
The picture is astonishing, but even more heart-stopping.
boom!
The two fists collided together. The next moment, Sikong Xiong's face turned red suddenly. The image of the beasts galloping shattered like a mirror and then disappeared. He took a few steps back.
Lin Chen didn't take a step back, but took another step forward. He was already in front of Sikong Xiong and punched out.
Before Sikong Xiong could unload the power that was transmitted to him, he only had time to punch out in a hurry, and his fist collided with Lin Chen's again. With a bang, he retreated faster, and every step made the ring
He trembled and blood poured out of his mouth.
Lin Chen took another step forward and punched out. This time it landed on Sikong Xiong's chest, sending blood spurting from his mouth and flying backwards.
Buzz——
The arena lit up with a golden light curtain, blocking Sikong Xiong.
Sikong Xiong fell onto the ring with a bang. He tried to get up, but fell to the ground again halfway up.
Lin Chen punched three times. It sounds slow, but in fact it only took a few breaths!
He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked down at Sikong Xiong: "According to what you just said, Douzhan Palace deserves to be slapped in the face by me, because your skills are inferior to others. Am I right?"
Sikong Xiong was speechless, only his eyes were full of horror. The 76 stars in his body had few opponents in the perfection of the Tao Shaping Realm. How could he be so vulnerable in front of this person?
Wow!
Thousands of onlookers, after coming back to their senses, were in an uproar!
They originally thought it was an evenly matched battle, but now it seems that it is simply an adult bullying a child.
What kind of strength does this Lin Chen have now?