The fighting power of the genius of the Golden-backed Grasshopper Clan is definitely not weak. It can be seen from the attack he launched with all his strength just now that he is very strong. Many of the top 18 people present are not confident of taking the attack head-on.
Such a master, when facing Ziyang State, was killed instantly without any resistance.
From this we can see the terror of Ziyang Prefecture.
The key is that Ziyangzhou's cultivation level is only quasi-emperor.
"A monster-level person!"
Lu Ming made a comment in his mind.
"Hehe, interesting!"
The genius of the Storm Clan grinned, showing a strong fighting spirit.
In this way, Ziyangzhou became the first person to enter the top nine.
"Let me do it!"
When Ziyangzhou stepped onto the battlefield, Lu Ming stepped out and went to draw lots.
The remaining eight people who were drawn by lots had different moods.
Some people hope to be drawn by Lu Ming.
Although Lu Ming defeated Han Feng and Guan Libi, he was not that perverted.
Among the remaining geniuses, in addition to the geniuses of Ziyang State and the Storm Clan, there are several others who are also very terrifying and extremely powerful. In their opinion, these people are stronger than Lu Ming, and they do not want to meet them.
Of course, there are also people who don't want to be drawn by Lu Ming, that is, one of the two divine kings in the ninth level.
Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to what these people were thinking, and casually took out a bamboo stick. When he picked it up, Lu Ming showed an inexplicable smile.
Hu Dao!
This was the name that Lu Ming drew. Lu Ming had an impression that this person was the only one in the draw who was the ninth level of the Divine Lord.
"Hu Dao!"
Lu Ming spit out a name.
The young man named Hu Dao showed a wry smile.
The miracle he wanted to wait for did not come after all.
Now among the eighteen people, there are still two people from the ninth level of the Divine Lord, one each from the person who drew lots and the one who was drawn.
To be honest, most of those quasi-emperor geniuses including Lu Ming and Hu Dao would lose.
His only hope was to be drawn by another person from the ninth level of the Divine Lord. Only then would he have any hope of winning. However, the probability was too small, and he never came across it.
"Mu Yun was actually lucky enough to get Hu Dao!"
"I'm really lucky. I got a bargain and entered the top nine!"
"I'm jealous!"
Many people sighed and thought that Lu Ming was too lucky.
Headmaster Wang was also ecstatic.
Happiness comes too suddenly.
Lu Ming actually drew Hu Dao, which is almost guaranteed to make him into the top nine.
If you enter the top nine, you will get 500 points.
As a result, Fengdu Sword Sect has firmly entered the top ten.
How could he not be happy?
The master of the Black Blood Palace looked gloomy and snorted coldly.
The Black Blood Palace has always been at odds with the Fengdu Sword Sect. He was naturally unhappy when he saw that the Fengdu Sword Sect entered the top ten and was able to obtain good resources.
As for Han Feng, Qi Ping and the others felt even more unhappy.
"Do you want to fight?"
On the battlefield, Lu Ming asked.
Hu Dao's combat power is far inferior to that of Han Feng, Guan Libi and others, and he is no match for him.
"Please give me some advice from Brother Mu!"
Hu Dao clasped his fists, he didn't want to admit defeat before the fight, it would be a bit embarrassing.
Lu Ming didn't say any more.
After Leader Tianhong made the announcement, Lu Ming's figure burst out and launched a fierce attack.
The result was of course doomed. Hu Dao couldn't block Lu Ming's attack at all. He barely managed to take two attacks, coughed up blood and retreated, and was kicked out of the battle stage.
Lu Ming entered the top nine and gained 500 points for the Fengdu Sword Sect. The Fengdu Sword Sect's points reached 2,000 points.
Already firmly in the top ten.
After Lu Ming, Wei Jin from the Black Blood Palace appeared and selected a quasi-emperor genius, and a fierce battle broke out between the two.
This battle was very fierce. The two fought hundreds of moves. In the end, Wei Jin was slightly better, defeated his opponent, and entered the top nine.
In this way, the points of the Black Blood Palace are still a little more than those of the Fengdu Sword Sect, which made the master of the Black Blood Palace smile on his face and glanced at the headmaster Wang a few times, looking slightly interested.
The game continues.
Next, almost every scene was a fight between dragons and tigers, and the battles were fierce.
There were only two games that were one-sided.
One was a battle between the genius of the Storm Clan, and the other was a battle between the ninth level and the last divine king, both of which were decided quickly.
This time the competition took more than two days to determine the winner.
The Nine Strong, was born.
Among the top nine, Tianhong Sect occupies two places, and its points have almost reached 5,000 points. It is far ahead. It is very difficult for other forces to catch up first.
Next, it’s time for the Nine Powers to compete for hegemony!
The rules of the Nine Powers Competition have changed again. Instead of drawing lots, they will compete in turns as before in the group stage.
The nine people take turns to fight against the other eight people. For each victory, they will get two hundred points.
And the top three in the end will be rewarded with additional points.
The first place will be rewarded with 600 points, the second place will be rewarded with 400 points, and the third place will be rewarded with 200 points.
There are no additional rewards for fourth to ninth place.
In other words, whoever can win eight games in a row and get first place will also get 2,400 points.
"I'll give you one day to recover. One day later, the final round of competition will begin!"
Leader Tianhong announced.
Previously, some people had suffered a lot of losses after a fierce battle. Now they hurriedly sat cross-legged, took out the elixir, swallowed it, and began to recover.
Lu Ming didn't suffer much loss. His heart, which had been penetrated by Han Feng, had long since recovered.
One day passed quickly.
"Okay, now let's start the final ranking battle. In the first round, Ziyang State will face Wei Jin!"
Leader Tianhong announced.
"I surrender!"
Wei Jin simply gave up.
This is not a knockout round, but a decisive battle for rankings, and for every win, you will get two hundred points.
Wei Jin knew that he was no match for Ziyang State, so he simply gave up.
"Okay, in this battle, Ziyang Prefecture will win, and in the next battle, Fengpeng will face Caocun!"
Leader Tianhong announced the next battle.
Fengpeng is the name of the genius of the Storm Clan.
"I surrender!"
Cao Cun also simply gave up.
"The next battle is between Mu Yun and Yuan Qi!"
Finally it was Lu Ming's turn.
Swish!
The two figures moved, and Lu Ming and another young man Yuan Qi landed on the battlefield at the same time.
"No one will admit defeat in this game!"
"I don't know who is stronger, Mu Yun or Yuan Qi!"
"It's hard to say, but Yuan Qi's strength is also very amazing. He is definitely better than Han Feng. There will be a lot of fun to watch!"
Seeing that it was Mu Yun and Yuan Qi, many people looked expectant.
boom!
Before Master Tianhong made an announcement, the two people's breaths collided, causing gusts of wind.
Following the order from Master Tianhong, two figures burst out and collided fiercely.
boom!
Like two planets colliding, the sky shook wildly, and then the two figures retreated, but the next moment, they rushed towards each other again.
Violent roars continued.
Some people with weak cultivation can only see two lights and shadows in the sky flashing continuously, and then the sky keeps shaking.