Ten big arenas, ten multicolored light curtains, these light curtains are comparable to the power of the small square world of the Tianzun rank, and ordinary emperors cannot destroy them.
As the judges on the arena shouted "The battle for the emperor's rankings, the competition begins!".
Above the ring on all sides, a group of people flew up from different directions.
Above the major arenas, there is no order to speak of. Whoever comes on stage first and announces his name is the first one. As long as he wins the next ten games in a row, he will enter the second round smoothly.
Anyone else can play whenever they want, but with more than 10,000 people competing, the first round only lasts for half a month, and no one who signs up within half a month is considered to be abstaining.
As the emperors entered the arena, waves of rumbling battles continued to blast.
The ten arenas were immediately filled with fierce collisions, the smoke disappeared, and the audience from all sides kept exclaiming.
Ling Xiao and the others did not immediately go to the court, but in a corner, respectively paying attention to the fighting on the court.
Ye Yunfeng on the side was a little unbearable and warlike and said: "Master, let's go too!".
At first, Xuanyao set him the goal of reaching the top 100. He originally thought it was impossible, but after a year of retreat, his strength has improved again, and before that he also obtained the high-level mysterious skills given to him by the evil emperor, plus Their Ye Family's Spirit Ascension Art, he now has the confidence to make it into the top 100.
Although the Spiritual Ascension Art had a huge flaw, once it was used, all spiritual power was lost within three days, but now this problem has been temporarily solved.
Because Feng Xianyun can use the ancient silver needle stimulation method to restore his weak body again.
However, the pain that needs to be endured is not something ordinary people can bear, and the needles can only be applied twice a month at most. That is to say, Ye Yunfeng will only use the Spiritual Ascension Art twice in a month at the end, otherwise it will be more exciting. The sting will exceed the load of his body, and will cause great harm to his body at that time.
The best way is for Ye Yunfeng to be able to comprehend something during this great war, and to improve their Ye Family's Spirit Ascension Art as soon as possible, otherwise it would be no way to go on like this.
"You will be allowed to play, but we hope you can clearly see the strength of these people, otherwise it will be you only" Ling Xiao responded, but his eyes remained on the No. 1 ring.
On the No. 1 ring, a young man with a spear in his hand looked at his opponent with disdain and said: "I can defeat you with a single trick!"
Opposite Zhongtong is also a middle-level land emperor. This land emperor seems to be in his 50s. He has a very strong momentum of fire. He has won two games in a row just now, both of which defeated the enemy by one move. The opponents are all just low-level land emperors, not at the same level.
Hearing that Zhongtong was so arrogant, the middle-level land emperor immediately shouted coldly: "What's the use of just talking about it? If you have any strong tricks, come on, for a small character like you, the emperor can also kill you with one trick."
The middle-level land emperor drank, immediately preemptively, the long sword in his hand shook out countless sword lights, and instantly covered the bell bronze, and the sword gas turned into a number of spirit beasts, and roared towards the bell bronze.
The powerful energy shook the defensive array slightly.
This move is almost an all-out blow from the mid-level emperor pinnacle, and this person's combat power should be of the same level as the upper-middle level.
Only when facing this move, Zhong Tong looked extremely disdainful. He saw that he was surrounded by layers of copper and iron walls, and the phantoms of iron-clad beasts appeared, blocking those sword auras.
The people around let out a series of exclamations.
"This is the unique secret technique of the Zhong family's bronze and iron body protection technique!".
"Yes, Gu said that their technique must absorb the beast blood of the Iron Armored Beast in order to cultivate to great success. Once they are successful, their defense can be comparable to high-level mysterious weapons or even low-level spiritual weapons."
"Seeing that the defense of this bell is almost reaching the stage of great success, it is no wonder that it is so persistent and fearless."
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"A good attack, but it's useless for Ben Shao!" Zhong Tong said quietly, the spear in his hand quickly rotated, and an earth-colored spear light bombarded the middle-level land emperor like lightning.
The middle-level land emperor retreated quickly, and at the same time was about to summon his bodyguard spirit beast.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Tong's move was just a false move, and his real killing was from the back.
I saw him leaping up in the air, the thorn was smashed, and the powerful energy forced the surrounding air to scream.
The middle-level land emperor quickly gave up summoning the spirit beast, with a single sword across the top, blocking its spear shadow.
Doraemon!
puff!
The middle-level land emperor only felt a sweet throat, and the long sword in his hand was directly smashed by the powerful energy, and the whole person was squeezed out of the ring.
Zhong Tong came down from high above in a cool manner, his hair flicked, his expression was very arrogant and said: "Who else will come up to challenge Ben Shao!".
Zhong Tong's move forcibly suppressed his opponent, and his strength already possessed the strength of an ordinary high-level land emperor.
It's just that although his move is strong, it can't stop the emperors' desire to compete for the ranking.
"I will meet you, my little baby," an old man in his 70s yelled, carrying a pair of sickles and flying violently to the arena.
"The various mysteries of the Middle Territory are really powerful." Ling Xiao noticed the defensive mystery that Zhong Tong had just used, and couldn't help but admire.
"These are only middle-level mysteries. Once you meet the leaders of the Eighteenth major forces, you will feel an eye-opener," Xuan Yao echoed.
"Well, after looking at the other arena battles, we will separate to each arena later, so as to avoid hitting our own people prematurely" Ling Xiao replied lightly, and his eyes fell on the second, third, and fourth ring. .
Above these three arenas, the dealers are surprisingly the three sisters of the Ming family.
The three of them have good looks and graceful figures. They dance up and down like beautiful butterflies. They are not only beautiful, but also have a strong lethality.
Each of their three women has won three games in a row, and so far they have not used the bodyguard spirit beast, which shows that their strength is no worse than the Zhongtong just now.
Ling Xiao swept his gaze to the other ring again, and suddenly his gaze was fixed on the eighth ring.
The villager on the eighth ring is an indifferent young man, holding a cyan long sword, waves of cyan energy flashing around him, his eyes full of incomparable confidence and arrogance.
He has won five games in a row. He has won the most games in a row since the beginning and is also the fastest.
People around him all recognized him as Shen Mo, one of the five true disciples of the Lanyang Sect who participated in the imperial ranking contest.
At this time, the sixth emperor to challenge Shen Mo came on the court.
This person is also a high-level land emperor, holding a cracked war knife, and straddling the fifth-level middle-level golden rat.
The man said nothing, when he came up, the man|beast immediately separated, and attacked Shen Mo with all his strength.
Faced with a long-range attack of one person and one beast, Shen Mo still looked extremely cold, as if he hadn't cared about these attacks.
Seeing that the attack was about to reach Shen Mo, he began to move, and saw that his whole person was like a clone, actually turning into two, while slashing the terrifying sword light from the left and right to resolve those attacks one by one.
At the same time, the third clone had already pierced towards the waist of the high-ranked land emperor from the other side.
The high-ranking land emperor was horrified, and hurriedly returned to greet him with the sword, and the powerful mysterious skills continued to bloom.
However, Shen Mo's sword light was extremely weird. The sword that was originally pierced straightly turned into a twisted shape, bypassing the attack of the high-level land emperor, and directly pierced the waist and abdomen of the high-level land emperor. .
At this time, Shen Mo was standing only in the shadow between the high-level land emperor, and the long sword had already pierced the high-level land emperor, muttering: "Die!"
After all, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the high-level emperor had no chance to retreat, and he was immediately cut into two layers by the waist.
The strong smell of blood made the people around the eighth ring want to vomit.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and muttered in his mouth: "It's actually a clone secret technique!"
Xuan Yao seemed to have a slight understanding of all parties, and immediately explained to Ling Xiao's side: "This is a secret technique unique to the Lanyang Sect. Gu said that the cultivation Dacheng can separate twelve avatars at the same time, and now that Lan Yang Obviously, the disciples can only use three or four clones. I just want to reach the level of Xiaocheng. However, in the battle of the earth emperor, their clones are really a headache. I want to come this time, at least two of their Lanyang Cult can enter. This is in the top ten."
Ling Xiao nodded and said: "It is true. If you encounter them, you must be careful. In fact, only one of their clones is real, and the others are just phantoms. It will be too strong. It is the moment when their true body arrives that they are really killing. As long as they can hold this point, their advantage will not exist." He suddenly said: "Okay, time is running out, you all go down. Participate, I want to see who among you will be the first to qualify for the second round."
"Okay, boss, look at me." Ye Yunfeng responded with a high spirit, and immediately rushed to the No. 1 ring.
Obviously, he wanted to pick out his opponent from the first.
After Cai Xiayue and Bai Yuxi looked at each other, they walked towards No. 5 and 6 respectively.
Xuan Yao chose the seventh ring, and the man on it was a strong man with an iron tower, with the peak strength of the mid-tier emperor.
Ling Xiao didn't leave the place, but quietly watched them go to challenge.
The prodigal boy on the side didn't quite understand, "Boss, this kind of competition is so boring, why do you want to participate? Playing with them with your strength is a bully!".
Ling Xiao chuckled lightly and said, "Hehe, the boss is not strong enough to be defiant. Although this game is a bit boring, it also has its wonderful features."
At this time, Crazy Fang said quietly: "The battle for the emperor's rankings has always been a battle where elites from all over the world gather. With your current strength, it is not easy to get out of this blue sun city."
Crazy Fang has not seen Ling Xiao's real combat effectiveness, but he can see that Ling Xiao is only the mid-tier emperor's strength. Even if he is a disciple of the evil emperor, with the strength to fight higher, he wants to go even further. I'm afraid it's not that simple.
Therefore, what he said was obviously not optimistic about Ling Xiao and others.