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Chapter 243 Host of Ten Thousand Clans' Tianjiao Contest, the Strongest Warrior of the White Tiger Clan—Kong!

Wang Yang and Wang Qingmu had already arrived at Tianhong area six hours ago.

And Wang Qingmu was already alone, going to Tianhong area to sign up for Wang Yang's fourth level, which is the highest level of the Ten Thousand Plants Tianjiao Competition.

At this time, Wang Yang was sitting quietly on a mountainside.

Wang Qingmu didn't take Wang Yang there because there was no competition yet, and once he fought with other warriors, the loss outweighed the gain.

The safest way, of course, is for Wang Qingmu to sign up for Wang Yang alone, and then wait three days later for the Ten Thousand Clans Competition to begin.

Now that the competition has started, Wang Yang, who is a contestant, will naturally not be killed by other fighters in advance.

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Turn around.

Another three days later.

Tianhong area, Shengyun field.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, this is the most advanced competition venue for the Tianjiao Competition of Ten Thousand Races.

On Wang Yang's body, there is a special symbol, which means that he is a contestant in the Ten Thousand Races Tianjiao Competition.

If a contestant is killed off the field, it will definitely be held accountable.

Since it is a competition, it is impossible for all the contestants to die outside of the competition, so what's the point.

Of course, there are iron-clad rules.

So with this symbol on his body, he doesn't have to worry about being killed by other warriors in the Ten Thousand Races Tianjiao Competition.

If he was killed, he was killed by other opponents on the stage.

But with his current strength in martial arts, warriors at the Emperor Realm, or even warriors at the ninth peak of the Emperor Realm, have no ability to kill him.

If you really want to kill him, unless thousands of contestants attack him together.

But this situation is obviously impossible.

Since it was a martial arts competition for the Tianjiao of all races to fight for hegemony, it was naturally held one-on-one.

Surrounding Wang Yang, there were many warriors of all kinds, and their appearances were all kinds of strange.

And these weird-looking fighters, he is not surprised by this.

After all, in this grotesque world, the races he has seen are too numerous to count.

Some warriors look like a tail, and he doesn't find it strange.

But here, he saw a familiar appearance, that is the dragon and the phoenix!

Among the Dragon Clan, the Qinglong Clan is actually a Dragon Clan, but they are classified as one of the Four Great Heavenly Spirits, and they are also the Immemorial Illusory Spirit Emperor Clan in this Illusory Martial World.

And the other dragons are both beasts and demons!
After all, the Dragon Clan also has many races, and the most familiar ones are the Nine Dragon Clans.

There are so many races that people can't remember them at all.

Hundreds of millions of races, if they can remember [-]%, they are already superior in skills.

At least Wang Yang can't remember tens of millions of races, he can only remember a thousand or hundreds of races at most.

However, from the first day he ascended to the world of fantasy martial arts, he knew the major races of the six major races in the world of fantasy martial arts.

Here, there are actually warriors of the alien race.

There are also some warriors who look like humans, but are definitely not humans.

As for what race they were, Wang Yang didn't know.

call out!
Suddenly, a huge eye was suspended in midair.

And when that eye opened, it actually reflected every corner of the Wutai.

Then, a fiery red unicorn soared into the sky.

Obviously, this fire unicorn is undoubtedly the referee of the highest martial arts stage.

It doesn't matter who is the referee.

Another white tiger appeared in everyone's eyes.

"I am the host of this session of Ten Thousand Clans Tianjiao Hegemony. I think everyone is very familiar with me. I don't care what race you are, you must abide by the rules, otherwise you will be an enemy of all races!"

Everyone is no stranger to this white tiger, and they are very familiar with it.

Because he is Kong Kong, the strongest warrior of the White Tiger Clan, and he is also the fourth warrior in the Emperor's Saint Realm cultivation strength list.

Today, the cultivation base of Kong of the White Tiger Clan has stepped into the ninth peak of the Emperor Saint Realm.

That is to say, the warriors who can rival him are only the top ten warriors in the strength list of Emperor's Saint Realm.

Rules still have to be followed.

If you don't follow the rules, don't say you are an enemy of all races.

In front of him, wouldn't that be a dead end.

Who dares to slap him in the face, dare to make trouble under his auspices?
Neither the Tianyi race nor the warriors of the six major races would do this.

Unless you want to die!
Ever since Wang Yang came to Shengyun Field, Wang Qingmu has disappeared.

He must be watching somewhere.

But Wang Yang doesn't need to care about it, and he doesn't need to worry about being killed off the court.

At any rate, he is a contestant, if he is killed, as the host of the Ten Thousand Races Tianjiao Hegemony, he will definitely kill him without mercy.

Moreover, he who is in the Shengyun field, and the warriors around him are all at the emperor level.

As long as it is not a martial artist who is not in the Emperor Senior Realm or the Emperor Saint Realm, he really cannot assassinate him.

If it is an Emperor Senior Realm who wants to kill him at the cost of his life, then he will accept his fate.

Wang Yang glanced at the Shengyun field, carefully observing each warrior.

Because there are only tens of thousands of warriors appearing in Shengyun Field, so he can look at them one by one within a few hours.

And the warriors he saw were basically at the peak of the ninth level of the Emperor's Realm, but there were also a few of them whose cultivation was at the eighth level of the Emperor's Realm.

But only Wang Yang's cultivation is at the seventh level of the Emperor's Realm!
If he hadn't participated in the Ten Thousand Races Tianjiao Competition as a warrior of the human race, then he would not be eligible for a place to participate.

But the human race should always have such a place.

However, for the six major races, as well as the Tianyi race, they have hundreds of places.

The remaining [-]% of the places are reserved for other races!

This can be regarded as myriad races no doubt!

Moreover, this is one of the levels of contestants.

But it is the highest level of contestants.

After several hours of looking around, he didn't see a familiar face.

This is quite normal. After all, there are so many races and warriors, how could it be remembered.

What's more, they are not warriors of the human race, and their faces and shapes are difficult to distinguish clearly.

But what he can be sure of is that he is the only human contestant in the Shengyun field.

Of course, the other three levels of venues also have fighters from other human races, but there are only one or two.

In front of Wang Yang stood a woman.

This woman is not a human race, and her body exudes a strong scent of flowers.

No need to guess, everyone can know that this woman is a flower demon who transformed into a human.

And it is impossible for them to appear here in the form of flowers.

After all, the human form is the easiest to transform for the monster race.

Therefore, in the fantasy martial arts world, there are many races, all of which have the appearance of human beings.

Of course, there are some races that are born with human form. After all, human form is by no means exclusive to human warriors.

Even more warriors can change in ever-changing ways!

"The Ten Thousand Races Tianjiao Competition, starts now!"

(End of this chapter)