League of Legends: Promise Juggernaut

Chapter 435 Arena Tournament ([-])
Of course Shaq didn't know that they were being targeted by Coster again.

Of course, even if they knew, they might not care. Guo Yi was not there before, and they still needed to be wary of Coster, but now that Guo Yi is back, what trouble can he afford?
At this moment, Shaq was telling Guo Yi the rules of the group arena.

In fact, the rules of the group arena are very simple. They are mainly divided into two camps, one is the main line, and the other is the three elders. Each side sends 50 people, and then they will fight in pairs in the form of drawing lots.

If this round goes on, the number of people will be reduced by half, and within two days it will be possible to decide who is the strongest.

And this champion is also the leader of the plateau tribe this time.It can be said that this is purely based on force to distinguish between high and low.

Hearing Shaq's introduction, the corners of Guo Yi's mouth curled up. This kind of competition is simple and clear, and it is also very suitable for him. Guo Yi really doesn't believe that who in the younger generation can fight better than him?

Unless someone can advance to the seventh rank Wu Zun at this age.

Of course, this is not impossible, but it is definitely not something that a first-class force like the plateau tribe can do.

If you want to cultivate this kind of monstrous genius, unless it is the 'Balance Sect', this kind of super power that can cultivate three heroes in one sect.

And Guo Yi's current strength is invincible below the seventh rank, so Guo Yi is bound to win the status of leader.

As time went by, more and more people gathered around the ring, and finally after half an hour, the number reached a peak, and the ring match officially started.

In this group arena, people from the second elder's lineage were selected as referees, because only people from this lineage in the plateau tribe were neutral.

Due to the importance of this group arena, the second elder first came out to explain the rules.

And then some more, "friendship first, competition second" general nonsense.

Of course, people would laugh at such words. As long as they don't fight to the death in this arena, it's already considered a face, so don't say anything like humility.

Immediately afterwards, the second elder's lineage sent an elder named Luo Sen to preside over it.

The rules had already been set by both parties, so Rosen didn't need to repeat it again, but proceeded directly to the lottery.

The 50 people participating in the competition each have their own number, the main line is from one to No.50, the three elders are from 51 to one hundred, and Elder Rosen will be in these two lines, Each draws one person, and then comes to the competition.

In order to show fairness, the box used for this lottery is transparent, and there are small paper slips folded together inside.

"Next, I will draw first, the contestants of the main line." Elder Rosen said, then reached into the transparent box, and randomly pulled out a small note.

"No. 13, please go to the ring." Elder Rosen glanced at the number on the note, and said.

As his voice fell, a young man came up from the side of the main vein. Perhaps because he was the first to come on stage, he seemed a little hurried, but no one dared to give off the aura of the middle stage of the fourth-rank Martial Ancestor exuding from him. underestimate him.

This level of cultivation is absolutely top-notch even if you look at the entire plateau tribe. Although in the past two months, due to the rivalry between the main line and the third elder line, the fourth-order martial arts have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, but these are generally It was the early stage of Wuzong, and there were very few people who could be promoted to the middle stage of Wuzong.

And this young man, Guo Yi had also interviewed, his name was John, he had a relatively simple personality, and because of his good talent, he was even included in the list of key training by Guo Yi.

Seeing John play, the main line suddenly burst into cheers. Although John's reputation in the main line is not as good as Shaq and Lisk's first-class powerhouses, he can be regarded as a small celebrity.

In particular, the Spirit Snake Spear Technique he uses is an intermediate level martial arts. This set of spear techniques is weird and changeable, even against the late fourth-tier Martial Ancestors, he can do one or two tricks.

Obviously, these people in the main line think that if John is drawn, they still have a great chance of winning.

While the people in the main line were cheering, Elder Rosen had already reached out to take a note from another box.

"Contestant No. 51, please come on stage. Next, No. 13 will fight No. 51." Elder Rosen glanced at the note and said.

However, as soon as Elder Rosen said these words, the cheering crowd in the main channel seemed to be pinched by their necks, and the original cheering stopped abruptly.

Even Guo Yi felt a little astonished. If the box wasn't transparent, and if Elder Luo Sen wasn't from the second elder's lineage, Guo Yi would have doubted whether it was intentional.

Because everyone knows that No. 51 is Coster's number. Let a fourth-rank Wu Zong mid-term fight against Coster. Even if the match does not need to start, everyone will already know the result.

And such a result will undoubtedly have a lot of impact on the morale of the main line.

John on the stage turned even paler.However, he gritted his teeth and continued to stand straight on the ring. Obviously, he had no intention of admitting defeat directly.

As for the side of the three elders, Coster was also a little surprised when he saw that his number had been drawn. He didn't expect that he would be the first to play.

But soon, the corner of his mouth curled into a seductive arc. He was just thinking about how to deal with these people in the main line, but now the opportunity came to him like this.

Although it is impossible for him to blatantly hit hard in the ring, he can humiliate these people in the main line.

Under the eyes of everyone, Coster leaped lightly, and his body floated onto the ring, and his breath of the sixth-order Martial Emperor was released without reservation, directly pressing towards John.

Sensing the breath released from Coster's body, John's face turned pale again, but he still stood upright.

Seeing this scene, Coster couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, "Why? If you don't go on, do you think it's possible to win me?"

Coster's words were unceremonious and sarcastic, which made John's face turn blue and turn pale.

"Please enlighten me!" John gritted his teeth, took out a silver-white spear from the storage ring, and said.

Obviously, even if John knew that he was invincible, he was ready to fight hard.

Seeing this scene, the elders of the main line all looked at him with a look of appreciation, even the first elder.

The path of practice is inherently dangerous, and this spirit of daring to challenge is what practitioners like them need most.

(End of this chapter)