"five four three two one!"
The moment the countdown ended, the participating warriors on all the towers in the Ring Mountains, the geniuses from the Ancient Land, the Endless Sea, and the five empires all moved at the same moment. (.woo.o learn)
Whoosh!
Various sounds of piercing the sky sounded one after another, and they rushed towards the Dragon Sealing City in the center below.
Looking around, in all directions, there was a large black mass of young warriors jumping down, numbering in the tens of thousands.
After three years of waiting and hard training day and night, on this day and at this moment, all the geniuses under the starry sky started to move.
Xiao Chen did not jump down in a hurry, but looked at the excited expressions on the faces of the leaders in all directions with quiet eyes. At this moment, his heart was as still as water.
On the Dragon Sealing City, the thick dark clouds that stretched for thousands of miles kept rolling under the agitation of countless young disciples.
Strong winds rose, dark clouds rolled, and faintly, a loud roar of dragons could be heard among the heavy dark clouds. The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, shaking the past and the present. The warriors in the stands felt a great atmosphere coming towards their faces.
The clouds rolled in and out, exhaling thousands of powerful atmospheres. An ancient and solemn atmosphere spread among the mountains, and the air solidified.
Pure!
Suddenly, a small piece of the thick and boundless dark cloud broke into pieces, and a dazzling golden light cut through the void and fell straight down.
Fenglong City has been dark all year round, and the sun has never been seen. The thick dark clouds have not dispersed for thousands of years, but at this moment, golden light actually falls.
Among the crowd, someone immediately exclaimed: "That is the golden light from Kunlun, the upper realm, the light of God. The last Five Nations Tournament did not have such a scene."
"It is indeed the light of God. There were such visions in the last prosperous age of warriors. It seems that now is indeed the prosperous age of warriors. The majestic aura of tens of thousands of geniuses has attracted the attention of the upper world."
"It is rumored that the top ranked players in the Five Kingdoms Competition will have the opportunity to leap into the upper realm with the realm of the Martial Emperor. Now that I think about it, it is true."
On top of the Four Hundred and Dragon Pillars, fierce fighting has begun. There are thirty or forty geniuses fighting around each dragon pillar. The scene is extremely fierce.
For the four hundred places, everyone tried their best. Everyone knew what this Five Nations Competition meant and missed this opportunity.
In this lifetime, in this world of warriors, I can only play a supporting role forever.
The ten tallest dragon pillars in the middle seemed extremely calm at this moment. Not many people were fighting for it. Everyone knew what these ten dragon pillars meant.
The fiercest battle will take place there. If you don't have strong strength, you will lose your qualifications for the primary election in an instant.
On top of the tower where the eight aristocratic families were located, the eight princes, Feng Shen, stood handsomely on the top of the tower. The eight people were chatting and laughing, looking very calm.
In the eyes of everyone, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to get four hundred places, but these eight people didn't take it to heart at all and didn't have the slightest worry.
"Hey, brothers, I'll take the first step with my money, you guys can talk."
Among the eight princes, a man wearing a gorgeous blue and white brocade robe smiled softly, handed over his hands and left.
call out!
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but as he left, a hole opened again in the thick dark clouds above his head, and a dazzling golden light fell from the sky like a sharp sword.
Soon, only two of the eight eldest sons left, Bai Qi, the eldest son of the Bai family, and Sima Lingxuan, the eldest son of the Sima family. They were also the champion and runner-up respectively in the last Five Nations Tournament.
Every time a prince jumps down, a bright golden light will fall from the sky. Those who are interested will be surprised when they see it.
Sima Lingxuan is tall and slender, with a sharp sword eyebrow, eyes as bright as stars, and a handsome face, as if carved by the gods.
There is a kind of person in the world who is born extraordinary. Even in the vast sea of people, you can separate him from the rest of the world with just one look.
There is no doubt that Sima Lingxuan is this kind of person. Standing there, he can make people feel a strong aura, and there is a pressure in people's hearts unconsciously.
Bai Qi took a deep breath, calmed down, and stood in front of the railing, ready to jump off.
Sima Lingxuan turned slightly sideways, looked at Bai Qi and nodded: "Bai Qi, I heard that you have completely mastered the most difficult Four Seasons Sword Technique in the Bai family."
"In the past three thousand years, you are the first martial artist under the age of thirty in the Bai family who can master this sword technique to great perfection."
Bai Qi didn't deny it, he chuckled and said, "Why, you're scared."
"You're kidding." Sima Lingxuan laughed and said, "Bai Qi, I just hope that you won't lose as embarrassingly as you did three years ago. You can give me a little pressure."
After speaking, he laughed loudly, jumped up and stood on the railing, staring at the tallest one among the four hundred dragon pillars, and a powerful aura spread from him.
Whoops!
Immediately, an endless strong wind blew from the distance, blowing the gown on Sima Lingxuan's body.
When his momentum reached its peak, Sima Lingxuan put his toes on the railing and flew straight towards the tallest dragon pillar.
Puff puff puff puff!
Tens of thousands of meters above the head, eight rays of golden light shot down one after another. The golden light was dazzling and dazzling, shrouding Sima Lingxuan in it, and moved with his movement in the air.
"Holy shit, with the divine light added to him, how strong is Sima Lingxuan!"
Such a strange vision suddenly attracted the attention of all the warriors surrounded by the mountains.
Bai Qi's right fist was clenched, and his face looked a little ugly. Three years ago, although he got second place, he failed to make ten moves in the hands of Sima Lingxuan.
Let the opponent reach the top with no pressure.
"Sima Lingxuan, the Four Seasons Sword Technique is by no means as simple as you think. This time I, Bai Qi, will definitely get back my own honor."
Bai Qi placed the soles of his feet on the ground, stepped lightly, and his figure rose up. His target turned out to be the highest dragon pillar.
Four golden lights fell from the sky, but they did not move with Bai Qi, which was a bit different from Sima Lingxuan.
The fight lasted for five or six minutes, but no one had officially stepped onto the dragon pillar. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, many warriors were injured and fell down.
Screaming continuously, if you are unlucky and get attacked by many people, you may be killed.
Xiao Chen scanned the crowd with his eyes, and he had a rough idea of how to win the spot. His eyes were fixed on the outermost dragon pillar.
call out!
The soles of his feet hit the ground a little harder, and Xiao Chen shot out like an arrow from a string. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly broke into eight small holes.
The eight golden lights were about to fall, but for some unknown reason, with a hiss, the small hole that was originally opened closed up again in an instant.
Of course, no one noticed this small detail.
Away from the fiercest competition in the center, Xiao Chen flew towards the most inconspicuous dragon pillar on the edge, but even so, there were thirty people fighting for it.
The battle around the Dragon Pillar was extremely fierce. The Dragon Pillar was completely empty, but no one dared to actually stand on it. The few people who had stood on it were under fire before, and that tragic situation had not long passed.
call out!
Just as the thirty people were fighting each other, a figure suddenly appeared on the dragon pillar. The man was dressed in white, with a slender long knife clasped at his waist. His face was calm and unruffled.
"Where does this kid come from? He dares to take our position and he doesn't care about life or death."
"Hit him!"
The thirty people who were fighting each other saw Xiao Chen standing on top. Without saying a word, they all stopped and attacked Xiao Chen from all directions, from front to back, from left to right, and from all directions.
Those who take action have the lowest cultivation level of a Martial King, and there are quite a few high-grade top Martial Kings. A few of the few have even half a level of Martial King cultivation.
It was a coincidence that the person who made the first move was none other than Song Qing of the Broken Blade Sect, who had a half-step Martial Emperor cultivation level. Seeing Xiao Chen standing on the dragon pillar, he sneered in his heart.
This guy, a disciple of the sect of the Great Qin Kingdom, really thinks that anyone can stand on this dragon pillar
He, Song Qing, was not in a hurry to stand up. It was not easy to stand for a full minute in the face of the crowd's fire.
You have to wait until everyone's energy is almost exhausted before you can confidently stand up for a minute.
boom!
Various rays of light hit the white figure, and the light exploded. In a chaos, the figure was directly blown to pieces.
do you died
Everyone was a little surprised and felt a little easier, but when they looked carefully, they found that there were indeed no intact bodies, and they finally felt relieved.
Someone laughed loudly and said: "You can't stop me even if you move, but you still dare to come here and join in the fun. You really don't know how to live or die."
"Really?" At this moment, a low sneer sounded from behind everyone.
Everyone looked back, only to see behind them that the figure they had just eliminated, dressed in white robes, with a long knife on his waist, and a calm expression, appeared again.