Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 687 The end of the first day

The two looked at each other with a sneer and turned their heads away, waiting for their advancement to the next round of competition.

After that, Ao Yunlong played a total of three more games before finally advancing to the top [-].

The few matches he played were not particularly difficult, the opponent was only the cultivation base of Emperor Wu, there was only a first-rank Martial God, and he couldn't catch his Tianxuan Finger move, so he was knocked out of the ring and fell to the ground Immediately, people from the Taicang God Clan lifted him up and sent him to heal his injuries.

He finished all the games so cleanly, which also caused a burst of surprise to the people in the stands, who all wondered who this sudden person was.

Even those members of the Taicang Protoss on the viewing platform noticed Aoyunlong.

"who's that person?"

Tai Cangming looked at Ao Yunlong who was waiting at the side after finishing the game early, and asked curiously.

He could feel a lot of power from this person, obviously, what he used today was not real strength, and in Ao Yunlong's body, he also felt a familiar aura.

The elder beside Tai Cangming, when he heard Tai Cangming's question, immediately took the directory and checked it out. After a while, he said: "This person's name is Zhanlong, and there is no information. It is said that he used to be in the Black Mountain forest. They practiced in seclusion."

"Oh? Is that so?" Tai Cangming replied thoughtfully, he still looked at Ao Yunlong, but found that there was nothing wrong.

"Ok?"

Ao Yunlong also felt that someone was looking at him from behind, he turned his head and saw that he and Tai Cangming were looking at each other.

Ao Yunlong was slightly startled, he didn't expect Tai Cangming to pay attention to him, could it be that something he didn't notice was discovered?
But unexpectedly, Tai Cangming just nodded and smiled at him, and then looked at the other rings that were competing.

Only then did Ao Yunlong feel relieved, even though he was a martial god, he still couldn't make any waves in front of Yasheng.

At this moment, suddenly there was an explosion, and a figure was blown away from the arena not far from Aoyunlong!
Ao Yunlong turned his head and saw a man standing on the ring with a contemptuous smile on his face, and there was still a trace of golden light on his palm.

The person who was blown away by him fell to the ground, the bones on his body were broken everywhere, and blood mixed with pieces of meat kept coughing up from his mouth. It seemed that this person would not survive!
Ao Yunlong frowned, this person is too ruthless, this is just a general competition, to beat the opponent half to death, it is like cutting off the opponent's future cultivation path!

Suddenly, his eyes turned to the sneering man on the ring, and he saw the word "Tai Cang" embroidered on his sleeve.

It turns out that he is also a member of the Taicang God Clan...

Ao Yunlong's face became icy cold. In addition to these foreigners, the Taicang God Clan also had many people with advanced cultivation in the selection of elders. After all, the identity of an elder represents the interests of wealth and power. They won't let it go so easily.

"In the fourth match, Tai Canglang wins, Fire King loses!" Only when the referee announced the result of the match, the people in the stands suddenly exclaimed.

"What? The one who was blown away was the Fire King? Didn't it mean that he had already cultivated to the second rank of Martial God? He was defeated so quickly!"

"What do you know! Do you see who the other party is? The second son of the Taicang God Clan, he has already been a third-rank Martial God. He lost to the eldest son in the elder selection last time. If we come to the selection this time, I'm afraid this time The No.1 must be him!"

Hearing what others said, Ao Yunlong's face also sank slightly, the second son of the Taicang God Clan, this name is really resounding.

"Hahaha, what kind of trash dare to come to participate in the selection in our clan, and I will knock you all off the ring and cut off your future cultivation path!" The second son Tai Canglang spoke extremely arrogantly, without any scruples about his surroundings people's feelings when they hear it.

At this moment, there was another loud noise, and everyone's eyes turned away from Tai Canglang immediately, only to see a monk sitting in the middle of the ring with his palms folded, and the person who was fighting against him, Out of the ring somehow!

Even he himself was very surprised, opened his mouth and said in astonishment: "What... what's going on, I just made a move just now, why did I get sent flying!"

"In the fourth match, Monk Daoan won and Chen Xiaoxiang lost!" the referee announced!

"Haha, this person actually met Monk Dao'an, what a bad luck!"

"It's said that Monk Dao'an has practiced the art of covering the body with a golden bell. Once it is used, the giant crossbow arrows will not go in, and the iron fire bullets will have to be bounced back!" Someone said.

Monk Dao'an, who was sitting on the ring, saw the referee announce the result, so he opened his eyes, smiled slightly at the person he knocked off the stage, and said, "I've made it up, little brother."

His smile looks very benevolent, coupled with the golden light around his body, he really looks like a sign of becoming a Buddha.

"Huh!" Tai Canglang snorted coldly, and gave Monk Dao'an a look of disdain, this guy just took all his limelight away, "What kind of bullshit monk, next time I meet you, I will crush you to death Ants are not allowed!"

Monk Dao'an saw a gleam in Tai Canglang's eyes, he still smiled and said: "Little brother, don't talk too much, be careful not to bite your tongue."

The two faced each other, and the air around them suddenly became condensed, and a big battle was about to happen.

At this moment, a heavy buzzing sound was suddenly heard, and a person from the Taicang God Clan on the stand blew the horn to signal the end of the competition.

"The top [-] have been selected. Please prepare the next contestants for tomorrow's competition. In addition, weapons can be used at the beginning of tomorrow's competition. Today's competition is over!" Only an elder of the Taicang God Clan stood up and said. , With a wave of his hand, another hundred names appeared in the sky above the martial arts training platform.

Ao Yunlong looked up, and suddenly his pseudonym "Zhanlong" appeared on it.

And the Chang Jianhong from before was also on it, besides that, there was also Tai Canglang, Monk Dao'an and others who were not easy to mess with.

"Tomorrow is really a fierce battle..."

Looking at the names that appeared on the list, Ao Yunlong shook his head, the rest are all elite soldiers, and the difficulty of confronting them has also increased a lot.

(End of this chapter)