Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 913 The Tragic Promotion Match
Ling Tian nodded lightly, glanced at Lei Quan who was walking towards the ring, and smiled at Zhao Zhiyuan who was sitting next to him, "He's not bad, he's open and upright even after losing, he's much better than those two shameless villains. Maybe we can break into the top [-]!"

Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "Lei Quan's cultivation level is still a little bit low. If he was lucky in previous years, he might have succeeded, but this year's situation may be a failure!"

"Let's take a look first! We can also learn some experience!" Ling Tian smiled and nodded, then looked up to the arena, and saw that the hundred monks on the arena were numbered according to their respective powers, in groups of three or four Gather together and stand in various positions in the arena, clearly intending to fight as a group. If a certain faction drawn in the first round has a small number of people, it is naturally at a disadvantage at this moment. If there are a large number of people, it is extremely advantageous.

"How can this be compared? Look at the Chen family in Cangzhou over there. Seven people were drawn at once. If the seven of them join forces, and these forces are fighting on their own, there is not much difference in power between them. Who can be theirs? Opponents, they must advance in the end!" Zhao Zhiyuan said indignantly, which was exactly what the other monks thought.

Below the arena, among the various forces, there were monks who participated in the big competition talking in low voices, and their thoughts were similar to Zhao Zhiyuan's.

"It seems that this kind of competition system is not as good as our opponents fighting one by one. In this way, maybe all seven of the Cangzhou Chen family can break into the top [-]. I am in the third round, and there is only one person in the sect who is the same. It's a stone ball with the word C, isn't it miserable?"

"God helped me. Originally, I thought there was no hope of entering the top [-] this time! I didn't expect that the Xinzi stone ball I drew would have six members of my family with me. This time it is prosperous!
"This competition system is too unfair. I think the previous method should be restored. Even if it takes more time, it is at least fair!"

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Ling Tian listened to the discussions of the monks nearby, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Zhao Zhiyuan: "Don't worry, you can see these problems, don't you think that the monsters can't think of it, they must have other ways to guarantee certainty." Fairness!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the rules of true meaning suddenly appearing on the ground of the ring, and each rune of true meaning enveloped a monk and turned into a beam of light, moving rapidly on the ring. The beams of light spread across every corner of the arena, and everyone was completely dispersed. It can be said that there will be absolutely no peers to help each other, and they can only fight on their own.

These monks trapped in the blue beam of light were all stunned, they never expected that the Yaozu would come up with such a move, making their previous little calculations come to naught.

"Look! I knew that Yaozu wouldn't come up with a competition system that could be cracked so easily!" Ling Tian joked to Zhao Zhiyuan with a smile. When playing the ball, let people grab as many stone balls engraved with the same characters as possible, so that they can form a joint force as much as possible in the ring, but if this is the case, in the end, if everyone adopts this method, I am afraid that this competition system will become tragic. Incredible team fight.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ao Guang's mouth, and he said in a deep voice: "The moment the beam of light disappears, you can do it. If you let the people around you find your companions, I believe it will be much more difficult to defeat the opponent by then. Think about it!"

Hearing Ao Guang's words, Ling Tian couldn't help shaking his head slightly. This demon cultivator is really murderous. If he said this, the monks on the ring would immediately attack those around him after the blue light beam disappeared.

In an instant, the shining cyan beam of light on the ring dissipated at the same time, and the monks standing on the ring immediately looked around, and found that there was no fellow sect around them, and everyone had been forcibly dispersed. If they wanted to gather with fellow sects , I'm afraid you have to forcibly break through several people to intercept it.

The fierce fight broke out in the arena almost instantly, and almost everyone immediately shot at the monks who were not from the same sect beside him, no matter whether he was a man or a woman, a demon cultivator, or a fellow clan, as if he had fallen into madness.

Some people kept admitting defeat, and then jumped off the ring, and some people wanted to grit their teeth and persevere, but they had no time to say the word admit defeat, and then died in the ring with hatred. In a short time, most of the people on the ring were gone After defeating their respective opponents, the rest of them looked for their next opponent with bloodshot eyes, then rushed over and continued to fight.

"Miserable, it is too tragic!" Zhao Zhiyuan shook his head with a wry smile. More than a dozen people had fallen down on the ring, and more people were pale and jumped off the ring covered in blood. They can still stay on the ring at this moment. Those who continue to fight are the geniuses of various forces.

Ling Tian whispered; "Brother Zhao, after you go up, don't fall into madness, remember to stay calm!"

Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Ling Tian in surprise, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that there is something else to say here?"

"Remember that no matter which corner of the ring you are in, after the beam of light disappears, you must immediately move towards the edge of the ring and pick the opponent who seems to be the weakest. In this way, even if someone is stronger than you, you can jump off the ring immediately Admit defeat, and if you are lucky, you might be able to beat the opponent if you pick a mediocre opponent, so stay in the ring for a while!" Ling Tian told Zhao Zhiyuan the method he came up with, as long as he followed this method, he would be able to save his life. Difficult, if you are lucky and your opponents are weaker, you may still be able to win two games. Even if you can't make it into the top [-], at least you can let Fang Wanqing see his progress.

"This method is good, I remember it!" Zhao Zhiyuan pondered for a while, patted Ling Tian's shoulder excitedly, then turned his head to look up the ring, only to see Lei Quan being chopped off from the ring with a sword, mouth The blood flowed wildly, dyed the robe on his body red, and finally fell heavily to the ground. After a while, he could barely get up, and then turned pale, and walked back towards Qingtianzong with a gloomy expression.

The other two disciples had already been eliminated. The two of them saw the opportunity early and found that they couldn't beat others, so they immediately conceded defeat and stepped down, so they were not seriously injured like Lei Quan.

Lei Quan staggered back in front of Zhou Tai, clasped his fists in salute and said, "Elder Zhou, this disciple is incompetent and didn't enter the top [-], I'm so disappointed!"

Zhou Tai waved his hand indifferently, and said with a smile: "It's very good that you can fight against Sikong Ming, and fight hard to the end. There is no need to be disappointed. Remember to take good care of your injuries. After three years, you still have a chance! "

"It was Sikong Ming who defeated Lei Quan?" Ling Tian frowned and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan next to him, and asked in surprise. With Zhao Zhiyuan's understanding of various forces, why didn't he point out this super genius who was said to be able to compete for the top spot?
Zhao Zhiyuan smiled wryly and said, "Brother Ling, don't look at me, Sikong Ming is the most mysterious genius in our Sifang Mountain Range, very few people have seen his true face, if Master didn't point it out, I wouldn't even know he is Sikong Ming! "

Ling Tian nodded slightly, and looked at the green-robed monk who had defeated Lei Quan on the ring, he saw that he had a mediocre appearance and an indifferent expression, waving his long sword and wandering around the ring like a stroll in a garden, anyone who was stared at by him None of the monks on the stage was his opponent. Although he couldn't tell what secret technique he was using, the opponents were quickly defeated. Lei Quan was indeed proud to be able to fight him twice.

"Spiritual attack secret technique, this guy is proficient in an extremely powerful divine attack secret technique, that's why he is so powerful!" Ling Tian's eyes surged with fighting spirit, he never expected Sikong Ming to be so monstrous, just look at his performance on the ring stage With a relaxed appearance, he knew that the power of his secret method of divine sense is by no means inferior to Zhenhai Yunlong Jue, and may even be more powerful than Zhenhai Yunlong Jue. If he can confront this kind of opponent, he will definitely gain a lot.

Zhao Zhiyuan naturally had no doubts about Ling Tian's words. He gritted his teeth and said, "It is said that Sikong Ming is extremely powerful, but few people have seen him attack. I did not expect his magical attack secret technique to be so powerful. Brother Ling, if you encounter him, will you Confidence resists his divine sense attack?"

Ling Tian smiled and shook his head: "Who can say for sure about this kind of thing, you can only know it when you fight against him, but this requires me and him to win together!"

When there were only the last ten people left in the ring, Ao Guang in mid-air let out a soft snort, and then a terrifying power descended from the sky, binding the ten people, making it impossible for them to break free.

"Okay, ten of you have advanced to the top [-]. You don't need to continue fighting, let's all retreat!" Ao Guang yelled lightly, pulling the nine people back from the boiling fighting spirit except Sikong Ming. Then their eyes gradually cleared up, and Qi Qi clasped his fists to salute Ao Guang, got a dragon-shaped token, and then jumped off the ring.

The corpses and the monks on the ring were sent by their respective sects to collect the corpses and prepare to bring them back to the sect for burial. After a while, the ring became quiet again, only faintly emerging bloodstains, telling everyone Man, what happened here just now.

"Next, group B, come up!" Ao Guang just drank softly, but his voice swept across the square, ringing in everyone's ears like a heavy hammer.

"Brother Ling, I'm going. If something happens to me this time, remember to take care of Wan Qing for me!" Zhao Zhiyuan patted Ling Tian on the shoulder, with a look of generosity to die.

He turned his head to look at Fang Wanqing again, and then said loudly, "Wanqing, wait for me to come back!"

All the nearby monks cast their eyes on him. Ling Tian shook his head slightly, kicked him, and scolded with a smile: "Get out of here, remember to come back alive, if you can't beat him, just admit defeat, there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

Fang Wanqing also said softly: "This kind of group arena is too tragic, even if you admit defeat, it's okay!"

(End of this chapter)