5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 488 Zoom in when you come up, brutal competition

Jiang Ling was brought by Leng Yutong to the scene of the temple competition, saw countless figures, and also saw a lot of rookie king seed players with exceptionally strong aura.

"Hey, isn't that Yueyue? She is also a seeded contestant?"

Among those powerful figures, Jiang Ling accidentally found an acquaintance, and couldn't help raising his brows slightly.

"Yes," Leng Yutong nodded lightly, "That little girl named Yuedu will soon be promoted to a core disciple, and she is a strong contender for the rookie king this time. Don't underestimate her."

"Well, I understand." Jiang Ling looked solemn.

In the materials given to him by Master Leng Yutong, there is an introduction to Yuedu.

Although this part of the information is not particularly detailed, it can be regarded as giving Jiang Ling a general understanding of Yuedu.

It's been a long time since Yuedu joined the Temple of Myriad Worlds, nearly 2 years ago, and she was rated as an inner circle disciple as soon as she joined, one level higher than when Jiang Ling entered the school, which is enough to show her talent high.

Moreover, Yuedu received a lot of recruitment jade cards at that time, and finally she chose to worship in Yunshang Temple.

The status of Yunshangdian is even stronger than that of Wujidian, but there are many powerful disciples in Yunshangdian, so that talented people like Yuedu are not valued much among them.

As a result, she was not allocated many training resources, so after so many years, she was promoted to a higher level and became an elite disciple.

Even so, she is still considered the top batch of newcomers.

According to the data, Yueyue once participated in the competition of the newcomer king of the temple, and won the 8th place that time.

After more than 1 years of participation, her strength has improved a lot, and those who were stronger than her in the same group as her back then have also passed the time limit for participating.

Therefore, Yuedu is a strong opponent for Jiangling to compete for the rookie king this time.

The temple competition is held every 1000 years, and each contestant is limited to those who joined the temple within 2 years, so many people have the opportunity to participate twice.

Yuedu is an experienced seed player, and among the newcomers this time there are still some exceptionally strong ones, not inferior to Yuedu.

While Jiang Ling was pondering, he suddenly sensed a strong hostility, took advantage of the situation, and met a man's eyes.

The moment the four eyes met, Jiang Ling felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. Just the collision of eyes and aura, Jiang Ling lost.

This was the first time Jiang Ling lost in terms of momentum, and there was a shocking wave in his heart.

This place is worthy of being the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, and it is indeed worthy of gathering the strongest masters of all major races and forces. Anyone who hides their secrets is enough for Jiangling to drink a pot.

"Strong, too strong." Jiang Ling frowned, his face ugly.

Those in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms are the elite among the elites, geniuses like Jiang Ling.

In the outside world, Jiang Ling can easily kill people of the same realm, and other people in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms can do it too.

Jiang Ling had never encountered a genius against the sky at his level before, but such a genius walked around like a dog in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms.

In the outside world, Jiangling is the strongest, standing at the top of the world, but in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds, Jiangling is the lowest level of trash, anyone can step on it.

This time the new king of the temple is Jiang Ling's best chance to stand up.

"All contestants are ready to take the stage and enter the battlefield."

While Jiang Ling was pondering, deep voices came from all directions, vibrating in Jiang Ling's ears.

"Be prepared, do what you can, don't try your best, every time the competition for the rookie king is the fiercest, many people will die."

Leng Yutong told Jiang Ling via sound transmission.

Jiang Ling also understood this.

The strength of the rookies is basically not too different. In this case, it is quite difficult to tell the winner. Once the real fire is played, casualties will easily occur.

There are many cases of killing opponents if they don't stop in time, and the Temple of Myriad Worlds also allows it by default.

"Master, just take care of it, I won't embarrass you." Jiang Ling said to Leng Yutong with a smile.

"No." Who knew that Leng Yutong shook her head, "I can't see it."

"Ah? Do you have anything to do?" Jiang Ling looked back at him.

"That's not true. According to the rules of the Grand Competition of the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, if there are disciples participating in the competition, the master's sect must also participate in the competition. This is a mandatory rule."

"There are such outrageous rules?" Jiang Ling frowned.

Leng Yutong didn't care: "This is a normal phenomenon. Every temple competition is a reshuffle of forces, divided into newcomers, inheritance disciples, palace masters and other levels of competition."

If you don't participate in the competition, you will not have a share in the distribution of benefits from the Temple of Myriad Realms, and Leng Yutong has always been indifferent to fame and wealth, and has never participated in the Temple Competition.

This time, I had to participate because I wanted to help Jiang Ling get rid of the crime.

"Master, then be careful." Jiang Ling said solemnly.

Leng Yutong couldn't help laughing: "You should be careful. You want to fight for the rookie king, but I don't need it. A mid-level ranking is enough."

"Uh, how about your strength, master?" Jiang Ling asked tentatively.

"If I'm strong enough, I don't have to be trapped as an inheritance disciple for so long."

Ok.

Jiang Ling smiled awkwardly.

"The 1000-year temple competition is officially starting now."

An ethereal and distant voice came from the end of the sky, and then towering high platforms on the top of the clouds appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

Those are the battlefields of the Temple Grand Competition, where countless high platforms are densely laid out, and there is no end in sight.

"With so many battlefields starting to compete at the same time, it is true that there are platoons, and the scale is much larger than the Martial Arts Association in Feixian Mountain."

Yuan Tiangang stared in the crowd.

Afterwards, phantom figures appeared in the air out of thin air, and a large group of figures surrounded the high platform battlefield.

"Those are the judges. There is a time limit for the competition. If there is no clear winner within the specified time, the judges will decide the winner."

Leng Yutong seemed to have guessed what Jiang Ling was thinking, and took the initiative to explain to him via sound transmission.

"So it is."

Jiang Ling nodded straight after hearing this, knowing it in his heart.

If two Nirvana stages were to fight against each other, it would really take a long time to win, and it would take a day or two at every turn.

It is definitely impossible for the Temple Dabi to wait that long, so the battle time will be limited.

To decide the outcome in a very short period of time, this increases the casualty rate, and many people will choose to use all their strength as soon as they go up.

It is the best situation to be able to decide the winner by yourself. If it is delayed until the end of the time and the judges decide the winner, the result will be in the hands of the judges.

"All contestants are invited to come on stage."

Following the misty voice, one after another figures were shrouded in energy one after another, and then lifted up to high platforms by invisible forces.

"Be careful."

After Leng Yutong gave Jiangling the last order, she was also wrapped in invisible energy on the high platform.

What he participated in was a competition at the level of an inherited disciple, which was different from Jiangling's rookie king competition.

Before Jiang Ling could take a second look, he was wrapped up on a high platform.

High platforms like this are everywhere on the scene, and the edges cannot be seen at a glance, and the number cannot be distinguished.

"With so many people, how can we compete?" Jiang Ling stood on one of the high platforms, looking around curiously.

The rules of the competition in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms must be different from the ones Jiang Ling has encountered before. If it is conducted according to the usual competition rules, the efficiency will be too low and it will not work at all.

Moreover, Jiang Ling also found that he was the only one on the high platform, and there were no other contestants, which meant that it was not a one-on-one duel.

It's neither heads-up nor melee, so what are the rules?Just as Jiang Ling was thinking secretly, a condensed figure strangely gathered in front of him.

A powerful aura emanates from the figure, judging from the aura alone, it has reached about the second level of Nirvana.

"Everyone, you need to destroy the projection in front of you within 10 minutes, otherwise you will be eliminated directly, and the time limit starts in 10 minutes."

The thick voice resounded throughout the audience, but these words shocked Jiang Ling.

The time limit is 10 minutes, and you want to defeat the projection?
If it's a defeat, it's okay to say, if it's a defeat, it's equivalent to tearing apart a Nirvana Second Realm.

Played so hard from the very beginning, did you make a mistake!

(End of this chapter)