Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1663 Zi ​​Zhaoyan! (3 more)
After a while, the power of luck behind everyone dissipated and turned into special inscriptions, which condensed at the center of the eyebrows. The longer the dragon of luck, the more complicated the inscriptions at the center of the eyebrows.

In Ling Feng's case, not only the center of the brows, but also the entire forehead, and even the face were covered with golden lines, shining brightly and blindingly, making people unable to open their eyes.

Fortunately, these inscriptions can be withdrawn from the body independently, otherwise Ling Feng would really want to cry without tears, and he would get a gaudy tattoo on his face as a result of participating in a competition!

"Hey, there seem to be words on my palm!"

Soon, many people discovered that apart from the special inscription on the forehead, a golden number appeared on the palms of all the contestants.

Ling Feng raised his palm and saw a "ten" on it, which meant that he would be assigned to the tenth ring to compete.

The rules of the setting sun's selection had long been memorized by the elders of the various sects, and they immediately informed the disciples or clansmen around them.

Finally, the crowd moved.

Ling Feng was not in the same group as Tuobayan, Qingping Fairy, and Yu Linglong. After saying goodbye, Ling Feng left and entered the No. [-] ring.

When he arrived, the personnel were almost complete, as many as 1000 people.

There are huge crowds of people, heads everywhere, and it is difficult to tell who is who.

However, standing among the crowd, Ling Feng suddenly noticed a sharp light coming from behind him.

Looking back, the eyebrows twitched slightly.

Liu Donglin was staring at Ling Feng with a man-eating gaze, his hatred seemed to want to eat Ling Feng's flesh.

Ling Feng shrugged nonchalantly. If this guy doesn't behave well, he doesn't mind sending him away in the first round.

Soon, Ling Feng discovered that not only Liu Donglin, but also many strong men he met in the martial arts competition before were all in the tenth group. I was in a group, and Zi Zhaoyan, the very mysterious purple-eyed girl from Wulei Holy Land who had never made a move before, was also in a group with myself.

Therefore, in the first round, it may not be impossible to meet.

However, the first round is a points competition, and each martial artist has the opportunity to play ten games, and those with the top [-] points in the end will be able to advance to the second round.

"Ling Feng!"

Yuan Huaji and Liu Donglin naturally breathed out through the same nostril, cast a provocative look at Ling Feng, and cursed: "Don't let me meet you, otherwise, I will feel better with you!"

Although Wang Gan didn't say much, but at the martial arts competition in the three holy lands, Ling Feng made them lose face in the Yunluo Holy Land. Not only was Liu Donglin made a laughingstock, but even his chief disciple was reprimanded by the elders .

For Ling Feng, he naturally also hates Ling Feng so much, if he meets him, he will definitely make Ling Feng suffer!

Naturally, Ling Feng would not care about the threat of these people. In his eyes, he was always staring at the No.1 throne.

Although Wang Gan was not weak, he hadn't taken him seriously yet.

Suddenly, the inscription on Ling Feng's eyebrows flickered, and a burning sensation came.

At the same time, a ray of information appeared in my mind.

"The setting sun chooses the rules, no killing is allowed."

There is only one rule.

Ling Feng had already learned about it, and his face was expressionless.

The rest of the people looked uncertain and tensed up.

Killing is not allowed, there is no regulation, and the enemy is not allowed to be seriously injured or even disabled.

Those who come to participate in the sunset selection are all talented people.

They are also strong in the mainland, if there is no hatred, a normal person will not be cruel, seriously injure or disable the opponent.

However, if you encounter a strong man with twisted psychology and cruel methods, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

Once a permanent disability is caused, it is almost equivalent to stopping in martial arts.

Since the story of Liu Donglin was still spread, in the eyes of most of the disciples in Yunluo Holy Land, Ling Feng was undoubtedly such a vicious person.

Even the disciples of Dongling Xianchi are quite afraid of this evil god.But it's okay, they are from the same sect after all, anyway, if they really meet each other, Ling Feng should be merciful.

The next moment, the ten arenas flashed blue light at the same time, and two contestants from each group were teleported to the arena.

The two warriors in the tenth group were obviously still a little confused, and they didn't expect to be drawn in the first round.

In the knockout stage of the first round, the competition is a random match.

But soon, under the serious atmosphere of the competition, the two fighters adjusted their state and began to confront each other.

One of these two people is a disciple of the Holy Land of Five Thunders, and the other is a disciple of an ordinary sect. Although his cultivation base is the limit of the third-stage emperor, the disciple of the ordinary sect couldn't even catch it. The second move of the Five Thunder Holy Land disciple was immediately eliminated.

The background of the three holy places can be seen from this.

The game ended in an instant, the inscription on the winner's forehead shone a little bit, while the inscription on the loser's inscription dimmed a little, but whether he could advance to the next level would depend on the subsequent total points.

When the knockout round is over, use this to rank and select the top [-] strong players.

Ten chances per person, although there is some luck in it, but it is relatively fair.

And for those lucky ones, the power of luck is often quite higher than that of ordinary people. These entering the second round, in a sense, contribute the power of luck to the real strong.

However, under normal circumstances, if there is not much difference in the power of luck between the two, the impact on one's own luck is also minimal.

Only by reaching the top [-], or even the top [-], will the impact on one's luck be infinitely magnified.

For the next few games, Ling Feng quietly watched the battle.

Swish! ——

Two figures flickered in the arena, looking intently, it was Liu Donglin fighting He Lingyun!
Ling Feng was slightly interested. Liu Donglin's hole card, he had already felt it, was just average.

He Lingyun is a strong man in the Holy Land of Five Thunders. He also practiced Thunder Dao and body training, and his strength is not weak.The two had a contest once when they were discussing martial arts.

That time, both of them retained their strength, but He Lingyun chose to admit defeat.

"Brother He will lose."

The fragrant wind blew, and a purple-clothed girl floated over, she sat beside Ling Feng very naturally, her expression was calm and calm, the ancient well was calm, and her purple eyes were very attractive.

"Ok?"

Ling Feng was slightly puzzled. He and Zi Zhaoyan didn't seem to have even spoken to each other. They only met once in the martial arts competition.

Ling Feng was rather curious about this purple-eyed girl.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would take the initiative to come to the door.

"Cough cough!"

Ling Feng coughed a few times, and said lightly: "Why, He Lingyun is not from your same sect, shouldn't you cheer for the sect brother?"

Zi Zhaoyan Su gently stroked the ends of her hair, and shook her head lightly: "If you lose, you lose, and it's useless to work hard."

Ling Feng smiled lightly, this woman is honest enough.

Indeed, even though Liu Donglin was his defeated general, he was indeed capable of defeating He Lianxiao and Xu Ming one after another.

"However, I am very optimistic about you, you are very strong! Perhaps, you are a master who can compete with Ye Ting?"

Zi Zhaoyan added that there was a gleam of splendor in her purple eyes, since she was a little uncertain about the second half of the sentence, so she used a rhetorical tone.

"Hehe, senior sister thinks highly of me so much?"

Ling Feng smiled, noncommittal, but looked at the tenth ring. In comparison, the battle between He Lingyun and Liu Donglin was finally something to watch.

(End of this chapter)