The first thousand and ninety-ninth chapters are frequent
The diameter of the stick exceeds the height of many people.
Dirk Nowitzki is nearly two meters tall, which is about the same diameter as the stick, but his hands appear extremely small in front of the stick.
However, he just dared to bear the impact of this stick-like object with one hand.
With a loud noise, Dirk Nowitzki's body took several steps back uncontrollably.
However, after just taking a few steps back, Dirk Nowitzki had already stabilized his body.
White steam spread from the palm of his hand.
His entire palm had turned completely red.
Other than that, Dirk Nowitzki has not made any other changes.
"Huh!" Dirk Nowitzki exhaled a long breath.
"Fifteen stars, fully tolerated, passed." The staff at the scene shouted loudly.
As the staff's voices rang out, Dirk Nowitzki's total star rating on the Tianlong rankings became sixty.
Full of stars!
Although everyone knows that Dirk Nowitzki is great, no one can imagine that Dirk Nowitzki can get sixty stars!
What kind of terrifying strength is this?
In the face of such achievements, the achievements of everyone behind will be worth mentioning.
Even if another powerful man with full stars appears, what will happen?
The first person to obtain full stars is destined to be remembered by everyone, and destined to go down in history!
"Dirk, Dirk, Dirk!"
Some foreign spectators and warriors chanted Dirk Nowitzki's name.
Their voices were not loud, but at this time all the people in the Dragon Kingdom were silent, so their voices suddenly filled the entire stadium.
Dirk Nowitzki looked around at everyone, and then looked at Lin Zhiming.
Under everyone's gaze, Dirk Nowitzki raised his hand towards Lin Zhiming, gave a thumbs up, and then turned his thumb downwards little by little.
At this time, no one stood up to accuse Dirk Nowitzki, or even scolded Dirk Nowitzki.
Dirk Nowitzki has silenced everyone with his achievements.
Many people from the Dragon Kingdom looked at Lin Zhiming.
How they hoped that Lin Zhiming could stand up and shock everyone with his achievements at this time.
However, this is destined to be impossible. Lin Zhiming's second round of auditions only achieved ten stars. It has only been two months. No matter how fast his strength improves, how much improvement can he make? Give him eleven stars.
Twelve stars, is that enough?
Or give you a full 13 stars?
What's the point? Compared with Dirk Nowitzki, such results have no value.
At this moment, Lin Zhiming made a move.
He raised his right hand towards Dirk Nowitzki and then raised his middle finger.
This is a gesture used worldwide.
No one expected that Lin Zhiming would actually raise his middle finger to Dirk Nowitzki at this time.
You know, Dirk Nowitzki is a sixty-star strong man, and can even be said to be the strongest person in the world!
Does Lin Zhiming want to die? He actually gave him the middle finger.
Dirk Nowitzki's face darkened slightly, and then he sneered and said, "Lin Zhiming, only with sixty stars can you be qualified to challenge me. Otherwise, you are not even qualified to challenge me."
After saying that, Dirk Nowitzki turned and walked towards the competition stage.
Dirk Nowitzki's supporters were cheering and seemed to be bidding farewell to their king.
"Fuck, I really want to fuck him in front of him!" Zhao Tuntian said through gritted teeth.
"Our ultimate goal is to obtain the Holy King, not sixty stars. How many stars means nothing to us." Xiao Chentian said.
"That's the truth, but at least today, this stage belongs to that idiot Dirk." Zhao Tuntian said.
"What do you mean, you treat me like I don't exist?" Lin Zhiming said dissatisfied.
"You can reach sixty stars without turning on the strongest mode?" Zhao Tuntian asked.
"I don't know." Lin Zhiming shrugged and said, "I am still quite strong now."
"Then it's up to you to perform!" Zhao Tuntian patted Lin Zhiming's shoulder.
Lin Zhiming smiled and nodded.
Time passed little by little, and waves of warriors stood on the competition stage to be tested. The names of the top two hundred on the Tianlong Ranking were also constantly changing.
During this period, Qi Tian and Bu Yixian also appeared one after another.
They have achieved good results and entered the top 30 of the Tianlong Ranking. It is no longer a problem to participate in the final battle.
The Black Dragon King was drawn third, and his results were better, ranking eleventh on the Tianlong Ranking.
If the defense wasn't a little weaker, the Black Dragon King could even be in the top ten.
But there is nothing we can do about it. The Black Dragon King is an assassin, and being crispy is the shortcoming of all assassins.
Suddenly, shocking cheers erupted in the stadium.
Lin Zhiming looked at the screen.
The ten names in this round have appeared on the display screen, and one of them is Zhang Shuang.
No wonder the cheers were so loud!
Lin Zhiming looked at Zhang Shuang in the distance, and happened to see Zhang Shuang looking at him.
Zhang Shuang smiled disdainfully and then walked towards the competition stage.
"Idiot!" Zhao Tuntian couldn't help but cursed.
On the fighting stage.
Zhang Shuang stood in the middle position.
The cheers at the scene were louder and louder, which is enough to show Zhang Shuang's popularity.
"Give me the microphone!" Zhang Shuang said to the host on the side.
The host immediately handed the microphone to Zhang Shuang.
"Today is the third time I stand in a place like this, and it is also the last time I will be tested. In this test, I will show my full strength!" Zhang Shuang said loudly with the microphone.
The cheers at the scene resounded through the sky again. People did not expect that Zhang Shuang had hidden his strength before. Everyone was shouting Zhang Shuang's name crazily.
"Here, I also want to tell the dragon kings over there that when the martial arts is in need, the ones who stand up to protect this martial arts are never the so-called dragon kings, but ordinary people in the martial arts like me.
When the martial arts world needs us, we stand up. When the martial arts world does not need us, we retreat behind the scenes. This is our way! Zhao Tuntian, if you are not convinced, you are welcome to challenge me! I like to speak with strength, but strength is not as good as
My people are not qualified to talk to me." Zhang Shuang said loudly.
"Very good, you gave me another reason to kill him." Zhao Tuntian said with a gloomy face.
On the stage, Zhang Shuang handed the microphone to the host next to him.
Amid bursts of cheers, the test began.
Soon, the results came out.
Power, fourteen stars!
Speed, fourteen stars!
Reaction, fourteen stars!
Defense, thirteen stars!
Fifty-five stars in total!
Zhang Shuang suddenly rose from thirty-nine stars two months ago to fifty-five stars!
This is second only to Dirk Nowitzki's star rating. The Longguo people who had been suppressed for a long time finally had the opportunity to vent their depression. They kept shouting Zhang Shuang's name.
Although there is still some gap between Zhang Shuang and Dirk Nowitzki, at least she is close to Dirk Nowitzki and will no longer let Dirk Nowitzki dominate.
This is enough for many people in the Dragon Country!
"This is my true strength, Dragon Kings, I look forward to your performance, and I hope you will be disappointed!" After Zhang Shuang left these words, he turned and left.
The cheers at the scene were always at their highest level. Even after the next round of contestants had already entered the stage, the scene was still filled with cheers.
"You're so angry." Zhao Tuntian clenched his fists and said angrily.
Xiao Chentian was speechless. He had been calm from the beginning of the third round of auditions to now, which fully demonstrated the strong psychological quality of the former No. 1 player in the Dragon Kingdom.
Auditions are still going on.
Wei Anning also came on stage. He achieved a total of forty-eight stars, ranking in the top fifty on the Tianlong list, which is also a very good result.
After that, there were several rounds of tests, and all kinds of strong players appeared.
"Russell is on the field." Zhao Tuntian said to Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming nodded and looked at Russell.
Russell walked to the competition stage and asked for the microphone from the host.
After that, Russell looked directly at Lin Zhiming.
"Lin Zhiming, I have watched the first two rounds of tests. I know that you hide your strength. Your strength is not just what you show. So I am here to formally challenge you. If there is a single duel tomorrow,
, I hope you can become my opponent, if you are a man and the Dragon King of the Dragon Kingdom, don't refuse my invitation to fight!" Russell said in a deep voice.
Russell's words immediately stirred up waves.
No one expected that the Patriarch of the Mosa Kingdom would openly challenge Lin Zhiming to a fight. Did the two of them have any personal grudges?
Also, Russell said that Lin Zhiming hid his strength. Is this true or false?
Faced with the invitation of the Archbishop of Mosa to protect the country, will Lin Zhiming agree or refuse?
"I promise." Lin Zhiming said calmly.
"Very good." Russell sneered and handed the microphone to the host.
After that, testing begins.
When the test ended, there were bursts of exclamations from the scene.
Russell, Archbishop of the Protector of the Mosa Kingdom, unexpectedly achieved results of thirteen stars in strength, thirteen stars in speed, twelve stars in reaction power, and thirteen stars in defense power!
The total star rating is 51 stars. This result has already ranked in the top 15 of the Tianlong Ranking!
When such a result came out, everyone looked at Lin Zhiming.
Facing a person with a total star rating of 51, will Lin Zhiming regret his decision just now?
Russell also looked at Lin Zhiming proudly. He really wanted to see the panic expression on Lin Zhiming's face.
Unfortunately, he didn't see anything because Lin Zhiming was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
play cell phone?!
Russell and the audience were dumbfounded.
Facing a super powerful opponent with fifty-one stars, Lin Zhiming didn't even look at him and was still playing with his mobile phone. Was this Lin Zhiming's fundamental contempt for his opponent, or was he just showing off?