Asuru God Soul

Five days later!

Today is the end of the three-level hegemony circle.

At this time, fifteen students have stood on the podium and won tokens from the three-level competition circle.

However, they are not the most eye-catching in the audience.

The students in front of the oath tablet are the most eye-catching in the audience.

The whole audience was attracted by them.

There were eighty-four of them with a dark token around their waist.

This team of martial artists has gorgeous clothes and outstanding temperament.

They are students from other colleges in the country of fire and dance.

These bright eyed students have obtained the qualification for the competition in the secondary competition circle in advance.

When the competition in the competition circle ends, the competition in the competition circle officially begins.

Fully prepared, they are arrogant and will not accept anyone.

For the 15 martial artists on the podium, they don't even look at them. How powerful can level 3 garbage be compared with the waste from the test.

The glare from the opposite side made these outstanding players stand out from the third level competition gnash their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

After all, these 84 students have the capital to despise themselves.

"What happened this time? Only fifteen of the sixteen tokens were found. Where was the last token?"

A warrior in the audience looked puzzled.

The competition time of the three-level competition circle is five days, but according to the situation of previous years, the victory or defeat can be decided in about two days, up to three days. It will never be like this year. The victory or defeat has not been decided on the last day.

At this time, there is still a token that has not been found. In addition to the 80 martial artists who gave up looking for it, there are a full 100 martial artists looking for it.

The three-level competition circle has been a little too long this year.

"What's the matter with Xingyu?"

Dongfang Wuji on the podium also frowned. It took him only two hours to grab the token from a martial artist, and then out of the competition circle. Why did Chu Xingyu not appear.

Chu Xingyu's strength is stronger than himself. The speed of obtaining tokens should be faster than himself. What the hell is he doing inside.

"Are you talking about the waste of the magic night college?"

On the podium, when the warrior on one side heard Dongfang Wuji's words, his eyes were disdained.

"Pay attention to what you say!"

Hearing that the martial artist insulted the person he wanted to make friends, a cold light flashed in Dongfang Wuji's eyes.

"What's wrong with me? What can a warrior who respects the eight fold martial arts realm do?"

This martial artist talks freely. He himself respects the eight major accomplishments of the martial arts realm, but he despises another martial artist whose accomplishments are equivalent to his. How ironic.

"Chu Xingyu, such a waste, is losing the face of magic night college."

On the student stage, Niu Zhengfei despised it in his eyes. Chu Xingyu didn't find the token for a long time, which was in his own prediction.

"What can the eight heavy garbage in Zunwu territory do? If this kind of garbage can be promoted, I will eat shit live!"

Baishan looked disdainful. There was an agreement between them that Chu Xingyu would lose to himself if he could not enter the finals.

The powerful power belt and the Li fire sword, which ranks among the top ten weapons in the fire dance country, are invaluable.

It seems that the victory of Baishan is in sight.

When Chu Xingyu comes out of the transmission array as a loser, he asks him to fulfill his bet and take away his Li fire sword and strength belt.

Boom!

At this time, the transmission stone pillars on both sides of the high platform were suddenly attacked by something inside, and the energy wave that was slowly transmitting was suddenly unstable.

When the rocks roll down, the field is like an earthquake.

WOW!

The powerful energy suddenly came from inside, which made the transmission array appear a short blank.

Click!

In the frightened eyes of the people, a cobweb like crack appeared on the tall stone pillar.

They swallowed their saliva. Although they didn't know what had happened, they could firmly believe that it was the fighters in the competition circle who launched an attack that destabilized the transmission array.

"What kind of strong man is in it?"

As soon as the pupil shrinks, Baishan fiercely stands up and can crack the transmission array. How much energy does it need to compete for when such a strong person appears in the circle.

"No, it's too strong!"

Niu Zhengfei also looked frightened. How much power does the strong inside have to make the transmission array blank.

What people don't know is that the strong one in their mouth who can crack the transmission column is the Chu star rain they scolded as garbage.

……………………

In the competition circle at this time, in the west direction, a teenager is standing on an open space.

"Failed!"

This young man is Chu Xingyu who just made a strong attack.

He looked at a crack in the sky and showed a faint wry smile.

Just now, he tried his best to fill the space outlined by himself.

Because the virtual space outlined by myself is not very stable, and the sword meaning introduced by myself is too powerful, the virtual space is broken, and the powerful sword meaning is directly out of your control and straight through the sky.

"There's another hour. The competition circle is coming to an end. It's time to go out."

Chu Xingyu tidied up his clothes, hung the token around his waist and was ready to go to the exit.

I'm eager for success. There are some small defects in the space sword attack. I'll reflect on it and wait until it's not too late to practice in the secondary competition circle.

"Shit, I've been looking for it for a long time. The token turned out to be on your boy."

However, a warrior stared at him at this time.

When he saw the token around Chu Xingyu's waist, a flash of fire flashed in the warrior's eyes.

"This token is mine!"

On the left, a warrior also came over.

"What I found first is mine!"

The martial artist had not finished his words, and the other two martial artists came together.

Between several interest rates, six martial artists have been surrounded around Chu Xingyu.

"Boy, put down the token and I'll give you a way to live."

They looked at Chu Xingyu with a touch of bad intentions.

"Why, want to rob by fire?"

Chu Xingyu smiled faintly: "give you smelly fish and rotten shrimp a breathing time to roll, otherwise...!"

The cultivation of space sword intention attack failed. There is no place to vent your anger.

Since they don't have eyes, let them bear their anger.

"Die!"

Sure enough, seeing that Chu Xingyu was unwilling to give up the token, he also talked wildly and asked them to roll away. They attacked in an instant.

After Chu Xingyu sneered, he drew a sword!

Pen!

The six warriors were hit by this powerful force before they got close to Chu Xingyu.

Six figures, like shells, with a lightning speed, directly inserted into the tall mountains.

"Smelly fish and rotten shrimp, the opportunity has been given to you. You don't know how to cherish it!"

Looking at the figures inserted in the mountains, Chu Xingyu patted the dust on his body and continued to walk to the exit of the competition circle.