Swallowing the Starry Sky for Billions of Years

Chapter 702 Challenge
"The nobles have given me such a generous gift, I really have an unreasonable request."

Gunn asked another question instead: "If I want to accept a disciple, will this break the rules of the Silver Crown Dragon Clan?"

“Hahaha, these little guys would love to receive guidance from King Dream Hand. Even if your followers, King Dream Hand, want to take them in as disciples, it would be their luck.” King Ao stretched out his dragon body, looking like he was in high spirits. He was obviously in a good mood, with a sharp gaze, searching among a group of “young dragons” for a lucky one who could win King Dream Hand’s favor.

"Is it Prozang? This guy is good at both martial arts and the laws of time. The key is that he is still very young. He can be in the top 30 for the first time. It's very good."

"Cheng Ku is not bad either. He is the best at both soul intimidation and fighting among the group. He is also a master of the secret method of fighting and has the most true dragon essence."

"Cang is the most suitable person, but he is too talented. Venerable Qinghui has already spoken out, so it is better for him to stay in the clan."

King Ao either sighed or judged as he looked through the top three hundred. He also took note of some of the distinctive silver-crowned dragons in the top one thousand, wondering which one it was.

……

"Sir, did they really say that? Can I accept you as my disciple directly?"

"Having said that, if you really come forward to accept them as your disciple, it might still be a bit hurtful to them. It would be better if I accept you as a nominal disciple first. With this layer of easing, they will be more receptive."

"That's the one. I think highly of him."

"he?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"he?"

Gu En was silent for a moment, and then he sent a final message to Wei Lan: "Just accept me as your disciple, no one will dare to say anything wrong."

Gunn looked and saw a silver-crowned dragon that was a bit starry blue with a little silver scales. It was considered ordinary in this clan, and its initial rank was more than 1,800, which exacerbated its ordinariness.

However, Gunn saw something special in him, some soul aura that was as calm as lake water and as casual as clouds.

I originally thought that the life that Wei Lan valued must be ranked at the top, but for the moment, it is not completely useless.

"good."

"It's interesting."

When Gunn saw the Realm Master, King Ao naturally noticed him. The choice surprised him a little, but then he noticed his specialness. He was outside the top one thousand. King Ao had not paid attention to him before, but he was not without impression. He was not only a rare spiritualist among the Silver Crown Dragon Clan, but also a dark horse and a "soft persimmon" in the top two thousand rankings.

They all thought he was easy to bully and challenged him one after another. In a blink of an eye, he had won 8 games in a row, which made other realm masters come to their senses and feel horrified. They no longer dared to underestimate this spiritual master and helped him to move forward from over th place.

The promotion also fully activated the combative factor. Everyone has won a victory. The more famous and wealthy one is, the more likely one will be challenged. Otherwise, this spiritual master would not be able to enter the top 1,000 with eight consecutive victories.

……

Pieces of rubble floated in the air above the ground, with a realm master on each piece of rubble. The lowest one was only one meter from the ground, barely enough for standing; the one hundred pieces of rubble in the air were enough for the Silver Crown Dragon to fully stretch its body and do some activities.

Once someone initiates a challenge, the two flying stones will immediately collide in the empty area in the middle of the gravel belt, forming an undisturbed battle area that will not be opened until someone is left with no strength to fight.

Once the layers of red curtains are opened, only one person can recover to a state with minor injuries and be ready to face the next challenge.

The world masters looked at the winners with either provocation or fear.

Suddenly, a red light descended from the sky and chose Yamu, who was sitting on the gravel. In the midst of everyone's surprise and expectation, Yamu just opened his eyes and looked up, just as if he was in good health and had no injuries. His expression was also relaxed. This was the first time that a superior challenged a subordinate.

According to the rules of the Pan Ao Hui, the upper one controls the lower one, and the order of positions will be swapped regardless of winning or losing. This will do more harm than good to the one at the front.

There is only one situation: a tacit battle to deliberately raise the ranking.

But this is an open martial arts competition, and anyone who is promoted to a high position in this way will not be recognized at all. Apart from some dragon symbols awarded by the Pan Ao Club itself, they are not even qualified to be looked at by the Immortal Silver Crown Dragon.

Without a teacher’s guidance, you will always go astray.

It may not be worth paying such a price. This is the benefit that can be obtained from a high ranking. Why should we contradict ourselves and ruin this opportunity?
Therefore, when the superior-subordinate competition that might not appear once in ten thousand epochs appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the vast majority of people, and even the challenge for less than a hundred people that was taking place at the same time was just a distraction.

"Zagu, you are still like this."

Yamu, the chosen spiritualist, couldn't help but look helpless as he looked up at the realm master with blood-rusty scales on a flying stone falling violently from the sky.

"There must be a battle. I said so." Zaku had no expression on his face, only the fighting spirit in his pupils was burning more and more. His line of sight changed from looking down to looking at him horizontally, but his eyes remained serious. "Don't you claim to be as calm as water? But since you chose to join the Pan'ao Club, don't you have a desire to win? What's the difference between you and me?"

"Greater fame and status will help me find more peace and quiet," Yamu replied.

The moment the blood-colored curtain was formed, countless blue star sands gushed out around Yamu. Behind him was a straight spear that looked like a sea of ​​stars, somewhat illusory and distant. Countless star sands gushed out from it.

Each one of them was as heavy as a small island on the planet. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of them were floating between Yamu and Zaku, forming a dreamy veil that made people have no desire to destroy it. The gravity between each grain of star sand was connected and amplified, and all matter that entered this area would be slowed down and torn apart by gravity.

The sand is like stars in the distant sky, and the light is like the moment you wake up from a dream.

"boom!"

The entire gauze curtain was pushed by a brutal flame into a huge bulge towards Yamu itself. The power network formed by gravity was pulled to the limit and then broke one after another. The ball of brutal fire finally revealed its true form - Zaku's sprint form.

The blazing flames climbed up all the star sands in two or three breaths. They were as small as sand and as heavy as stone islands. One could imagine their mass. However, under the "ordinary red flames" surrounding Zaku, the spiritual imprints of Yamu on them began to blur and fade, causing the speed of the veil's collapse to accelerate.

From the perspective of many world masters, it was like a carriage out of control, being dragged for a bit, and then still rushing forward wildly.

At the same time, they were both shocked. One of them was performing the top-notch body-refining secret method "Shenyan Bumie", and the other was controlling the famous fifth-level telekinetic weapon Xinghai Spear, which had never been used in the previous challenge.

Yamu's coiled body launched backwards like a spring, and at the same time, its claws bounced up one after another from left to right. With this movement, countless star sands shot up from the ground to the sky, spewing out shocking divine light. It was as powerful as thunder, but all the wind disappeared, and the fire on Zaku's body was even dwarfed.

Each ray of divine light is enough to cut off the land of a star by dozens of meters. When concentrated together, they can blast into the core of the earth, and one strike can cause a mass extinction.

Four rays of divine light completely enveloped Zaku.

The divine light was still a hundred miles away, but Zaku kept dodging. Invisible laws surged in the space where he was, and then the divine light came over.

Gunn, who was high above, had his eyes light up.

It's a very typical time law. There is a gap between attack and perception. Moreover, it's the illusion mirror master style, which is much more common than the illusion warrior style. It's difficult to make a life fall into an illusion, but it's easy to simply use illusion to cover up and confuse the details of the attack. Yamu seems to be from this school.

It is rare for Yamu, a silver-crowned dragon, to be a spiritualist, and even rarer for him to be an illusionist.

"They have hidden so many things. They all have the strength to be in the top 500, and it is possible for them to break into the top 300." King Ao reviewed the intelligence and found that those information were far from the real strength of the two realm masters, which was not unrelated to their few battle records. Zagu was closer, and had been noticed for a long time due to his frequent appointments for battles. Now he was hovering on the edge of the top 500. But Yamu had been able to remain silent for so many years in such an environment that valued martial arts and pursued the supremacy of the strong. His character was even better than his talent.

"King Mengshou has a keen eye, I am not as good as him." King Ao sighed repeatedly.