Huang Xiaolong kicked Xiong Dong off the ring, then turned to look at the other two contestants.
The other two contestants, with gray faces, shook their hands in panic, admitted defeat, and then left the ring.
Huang Xiaolong was the only one left on the 56th stage.
Huang Xiaolong was neither happy nor worried, looking calmly at Arena No. 69. On Arena No. 69, Ouyang Yunfei had already defeated the other four competitors.
However, Ouyang Yunfei did not smile happily at all.
He also saw the scene where Huang Xiaolong defeated Xiong Dong just now. Although he considered himself to be extraordinary in strength, he was still weaker than Xiong Dong, the seventy-sixth ranked Shuang Cities Sect.
Doesn’t that mean that Huang Xiaolong, who in his eyes could easily be crushed to death, can now abuse him in return? ! And, it’s just a matter of slap!
Seeing Huang Xiaolong looking over him with indifferent eyes, Ouyang Yunfei didn't know why, his heart strings trembled suddenly. He wanted to smile at Huang Xiaolong, but he couldn't.
Huang Xiaolong glanced at Ouyang Yunfei, then turned his head and looked at the elder Gong Fei on the rostrum.
Generally speaking, it is impossible for him and Xiong Dong, two disciples who were ranked among the top 100 in the preliminary round, to appear on the same arena at the same time. Although the arena tokens were obtained by the participating disciples themselves, this is too much of a coincidence. point.
Gong Fei, the elder of the Creation Sect, obviously did not expect that Shuangcheng Sect Xiong Dong could not deal with Huang Xiaolong, a little god who was at the peak of the late tenth level.
Gong Fei met Huang Xiaolong's eyes, cold and condescending.
Even if Huang Xiaolong can enter the top one thousand, it will not matter if he joins the Creation Sect.
As a powerful elder, it would be like playing against an ordinary disciple of the Creation Sect.
Huang Xiaolong made eye contact with Gong Fei, the elder of the Creation Sect, and then looked at the competition ring where Hu Dan was.
From Gong Fei’s look just now. Huang Xiaolong already knew the answer.
Huang Xiaolong has a clear grudge and wants revenge, so he will not let this matter go.
Hu Dan's stage is No. 68. Although there is no strong ancient god in Arena No. 68, there is a participating disciple who is at the peak of the late tenth level of the god.
At this time, Hu Dan was still fighting fiercely with his opponent.
However, Huang Xiaolong could see with his eyesight that Hu Dan could win the opponent.
Sure enough, after a hard fight, Hu Dan knocked the opponent off the ring and successfully entered the 1,000th place.
After a while. A thousand arenas, all competitions have ended.
Gong Fei asked everyone to take out the identity tokens they received when signing up for the test, and then tallied the preliminary results.
After the results were tallied, Gong Fei simply said some words of congratulations, and then asked the disciples to disperse and prepare for the second arena competition tomorrow.
When Huang Xiaolong was about to leave, he was stopped by Shuangcheng Sect Tan Lin, Yang Liming and other participating disciples.
Xiong Dongzheng was lying softly on the shoulders of two participating disciples from the Shuangcheng Sect. He was supported by two people and treated by Tan Lin and others. The face has returned to its human shape.
"Boy, you are so good, but you dare to hurt my Shuang Cities Sect disciple!" Tan Lin stared at Huang Xiaolong coldly.
"Is there anything else?" Huang Xiaolong was too lazy to talk nonsense.
The other Shuangcheng Sect disciples were furious.
Tan Lin raised his hand to stop everyone.
"I hope you can be arrogant until the end." Tan Lin suddenly said calmly: "Don't think that if you enter the top one thousand and become a disciple of the Creation Sect, no one will dare to do anything to you, even if you become an outer disciple of the Creation Sect. Our Shuangcheng Sect can still make you kneel in front of us and beg for death!"
Huang Xiaolong said nonchalantly: "Then I'll wait." After saying that, he walked straight past Tan Lin.
By then, it would be good for Huang Xiaolong to become a disciple of the Creation Sect. However, he is not an ordinary outer disciple!
When Tan Lin saw Huang Xiaolong walking away from him, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, but in the end, he, Yang Liming and others watched Huang Xiaolong leave.
"Don't underestimate this kid!" At this time, Zhou Xuantong, the leader of Shuangcheng Sect, walked over, followed by the masters of Shuangcheng Sect.
"Sect Master!" Tan Lin, Yang Liming and others greeted him one after another.
Zhou Xuantong nodded, looked at Huang Xiaolong's leaving figure, and said, "This boy is not weak. Among you, only Tan Lin and Li Ming can win against him."
"What!" Tan Lin, Yang Liming and others were shocked and in disbelief.
Tan Lin is the number one genius of the Shuang Cities Sect and a second-level ancient god. He will definitely be in the top three in this Ten Thousand Islands Battle. Although Yang Liming was eleven in the preliminary competition, he still has a chance to be in the top ten.
Doesn’t that mean that in this Ten Thousand Islands War, Huang Xiaolong can rank in the top ten? A monster whose strength is second only to the top ten
Du Liqiang, a disciple of the Shuangcheng Sect who ranked eighteenth in the preliminary round, did not believe that Huang Xiaolong was stronger than him.
"Sect Master, if this is the case, wouldn't this kid be favored by the elders of the Creation Sect and accepted as a direct disciple?" said a participating disciple of the Shuangcheng Sect.
Zhou Xuan said: "In principle, that's the case. However, if this kid is useless, do you think the elders of the Creation Sect will accept a waste as a direct disciple? So, when the time comes, Tan Lin and Liming, if you encounter this guy in the arena, Boy, we must completely destroy this kid!"
"Yes, Sect Master!" Tan Lin and Yang Liming responded respectfully.
Tan Lin even said: "Sect Master, please rest assured."
Zhou Xuantong smiled: "With your strength, I can rest assured."
At this time, Huang Xiaolong, Yaochi, Lu Zhuo and others had already left.
In a certain pavilion, Li Lu stared at Huang Xiaolong’s back with her beautiful eyes until Huang Xiaolong disappeared.
In the eyes of Tan Lin, Yang Liming and others, Huang Xiaolong is arrogant, but in the eyes of Li Lu, he is still so arrogant, domineering, indifferent and confident!
It was still the familiar face, the familiar eyes, and even Li Lu could smell Huang Xiaolong’s familiar scent.
He still hasn't changed!
Li Lu murmured: "The peak of the late tenth level of God? However, he should be able to enter the top ten!"
In her opinion, Huang Xiaolong should be able to enter the top ten, but it is a bit difficult to be first. After all, there is Zhou Xu in this class.
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After Huang Xiaolong, Yaochi, Lu Zhuo and others returned to the residence courtyard, they had a banquet with Yaochi, Lu Zhuo and others until late at night before returning to their room to practice.
However, Huang Xiaolong did not swallow the blood of the Blood Phoenix, but some 50-million-year-old elixir obtained from the Ghost Buddha Cangfu.
There are still more than 10,000 drops of Blood Phoenix essence and blood, but Huang Xiaolong plans to keep it. After breaking through the ancient god realm, he can refine the Chaos Spirit Pill in the future, so that the effectiveness of the Blood Phoenix essence and blood can be better utilized.
“It seems that we need to repair that Melting Pill Tower as soon as possible.” Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.
It is difficult for a strong ancient god to refine the Chaos Spirit Pill. Only by repairing the Melting Pill Tower can he successfully refine it.
These days, Golden Horn Mavericks has been hiding in the yard to practice, seems to be breaking through to the realm of ancient gods? Therefore, Huang Xiaolong did not bother the golden-horned calf.
The night slowly faded, and the city of Creation ushered in rays of dawn.
The second arena competition is coming! (To be continued...)