Peerless Tang Sect: Dragon Shocks the Universe

Chapter 621 Why the Phoenix Saint Hates
The opponents in the sixth round are slightly inferior in cultivation to the six saints in the fifth round.

It was also a good luck to get here.

Jiang Shuo successfully won this round of prizes.

Including the first two rounds, there are a total of two high-quality holy earth pills and one spiritual heaven pill.

Amidst the shocked gazes from all directions, Jiang Shuo returned to his hill and swallowed it in one gulp.

Because the clone was forged, this body was much stronger than a normal Supreme.

Moreover, the cultivation level is adjusted from the main body, so the improvement will certainly be as fast as a flying sword.

Two hours later, three thunderous explosions rang out in the sky. Balls of light swirled around Jiang Shuo's body, and his aura stopped rising.

The pride of the Phoenix clan who were watching this scene from afar felt heavy in their hearts and were promoted again.

The eighth rank supreme.

How did you do it?
One pill, one grade?
Jiang Shuo ignored their doubts, exhaled a deep breath of the turbid air from the elixir, and stood up to stretch his muscles.

Then he noticed the surprised looks from the women next to him.

Except for Ye Guyi who was aware of the situation, all the other foreigners who came to participate in the ceremony could not hide their surprise.

Jiang Shuo smiled and spread his hands, "He has a natural talent and a drug-resistant physique."

After hearing this explanation, the others smiled bitterly, didn't ask any more questions, and just nodded.

Even if the tribesmen outside the venue were curious, who would dare to interrogate the Eighth-Rank Supreme? After all, apart from Jiang Shuo, there was not even one Supreme Realm.

The seventh round arrives.

By this round, there were only twenty participants left.

Twenty people, twenty top masters in the Supreme Realm, gathered on the hill in the center of the basin.

Jiang Shuo looked around and found that his strength at this moment was still not outstanding.

Among the twenty people, about seven are at the seventh-grade supreme realm, six are at the eighth-grade supreme realm, and the strength of five should have reached the ninth grade.

There are two others who are extremely powerful and are most likely at the Earth Supreme Realm.

Jiang Shuo fell into deep thought. There were still two rounds left, and only five people would remain.

That means fifteen people will be eliminated.

With his current strength, if he were to meet the Earth Supreme in the next round...

Thinking of this, his heart sank slightly. He was not afraid even if he met a Ninth-Rank Supreme, but the gap between the Earth Supreme and the Ninth-Rank Supreme was ten times, which was not something that could be easily crossed.

But the Dragon and Phoenix Sutra must be obtained.

At that time, if there is really no other option, I can only forcibly activate the Flower of Heaven.

This body does not have a world between the eyebrows. To activate the Flower of Heaven, he can only draw out the essence in the body, which may lead to his collapse before the fight is over.

……

In the seventh round of the martial arts competition, a drawing of lots was conducted under the auspices of an elder of the Phoenix Clan.

Before, it was just the deacon who presided over it, but this time it was replaced by a supreme elder who was at a higher level or even perfect in strength. It can be seen that the Phoenix Clan has also started to take it seriously.

As for the Supreme Lord of Heaven, he would not take action easily.

Drawing lots means drawing lots. The numbers are placed in a jade box in order, and each person comes forward to grab one.

Jiang Shuo was not in a hurry and followed slowly behind.

I saw a lot of great face-changing shows.

When the seventh-rank supreme met the eighth-rank supreme, he could hardly hide his bitterness on his face.

When the eighth-rank supreme met the ninth-rank supreme, his face showed an eager expression.

When a seventh-rank supreme being captured another earth supreme saint, he immediately started crying with a look of despair on his face.

It was Jiang Shuo's turn to step forward. Just as he reached the open jade box, he was suddenly shaken and a strong shoulder bumped him from behind.

After turning around, a handsome face was looking straight at him, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes slightly blue. At first glance, he looked sinister. The Phoenix Clan's Four Holy Sons, Huang Long, was one of the two supreme prides of the earth.

Jiang Shuo ignored him, reached into the jade box, and took out a piece of paper. He opened it and saw that it was ranked C.

It's the third game for him.

Now in the Phoenix Clan's inner basin, all the originally planned battlefields have been merged, and all the isolation barriers have been removed, leaving only the circular barrier. This is because every battle starting from the seventh round will occupy an entire basin with a diameter of 100,000 miles.

Suddenly, Jiang Shuo felt the gazes beside him withdrawn, and a faint sneer was heard.

Then, the Fourth Saint Son Huang Long walked straight up to a seventh-rank supreme being, took his serial number, and threw his own over.

The original ranking of that Zhongzong seventh-grade supreme being was C, and now it was in Huang Long's hands.

The former's face froze, but after he reacted, he became happy again and nodded and bowed to thank the Holy Son Huanglong.

Replace his opponent Jiang Shuo.

Jiang Shuo's performance in the past few games was obvious to all. He defeated the pride of the Phoenix Clan one after another. The Sixth Saint Son of the Eighth-Rank Supreme was defeated. For him, the Seventh-Rank Supreme of Zhongzong, the result could be imagined.

Huang Long once again cast his gaze towards Jiang Shuo with a mocking sneer.

"Just wait and see. This Saint will smash all your tricks and trample your dignity under his feet."

After saying that, Huang Long walked out, not caring at all that the elder beside him had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Jiang Shuo frowned deeply and looked at the elder, "Can the queue number be changed?"

As soon as these words were spoken, some people around began to get restless and turned their eyes to those who were weaker than themselves.

But they also want to change to a weaker opponent.

The Phoenix elder coughed heavily, "The rules were not clearly written just now, but they cannot be changed."

"Anyone who dares to disrupt order will be disqualified from attending the meeting."

"As for the Fourth Saint Son... I will go and ask him to bring him back."

The others immediately looked disappointed and left angrily.

Jiang Shuo's expression was still grim. Is there something wrong with this fourth saint of the Phoenix clan's brain?
He remembered that he had only seen him twice since he entered the Phoenix Clan. Why would he target him?
The opponent in the next round suddenly changed from a seventh-level supreme to a lower-level supreme, and the difficulty increased by dozens of times.

Originally, there were only two Earth Supremes participating in this event, so the possibility of obtaining the Dragon and Phoenix Sutra was still very high, but at this moment, they suddenly became very uncertain.

Huang An, the Third Saint Son who had been eliminated in the previous round, patted his shoulder sympathetically, sighed, and said nothing.

……

When the people on the hill heard about this, their faces turned unhappy.

Mu Qingluan snorted and glanced at the distance unhappily, "I think the True Phoenix Clan and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan are just the same kind of people!"

Feng Qing'er's face froze and she glared at Mu Qingluan.

Mu Qingluan was not afraid. She babble with her rosy little mouth: "These four saints are just as arrogant as you used to be."

After hearing this, Feng Qing'er snorted and started arguing with her.

……

Not long after, the sound of fighting was heard on the battlefield.

The first match was between a seventh-grade supreme being and a seventh-grade supreme being. Both sides fought very hard in order to compete for that rare spot.

In the end, one of them managed to win by half a move.

The second match was between an eighth-grade supreme being and a ninth-grade supreme being.

The difference in rank was only one level, but the difference in cultivation was nearly 50%, so the ninth-rank supreme won without much suspense.

By the third match, the atmosphere on the distant hills suddenly became heated, as if adding fuel to a fire, and the Phoenix people watching the match turned their eyes to the two figures in the center.

As expected, the Phoenix elders did not let the Fourth Saint Son Huang Long change the order back.

(End of this chapter)