The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 772: The feast is coming
Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy Two
Chenhui threw a mottled light and shadow in the room through the opening of the window.
, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, opened his eyes, the majestic sword intent in the depths of his eyes condensed into sharp sword intent, and it disappeared in a flash.
For an instant, the sharp edge of this sword intent cut Chenhui off.
The room is pitch black, only the light of sword intent is like stars, illuminating the surroundings.
Sword intent is nothingness, and only when it is blessed with sword aura or killer moves can it show its real lethality. But nothingness can be cut off by nothingness, such as the sea of clouds, light and shadow, killing intent... In the realm of psychic, the use of sword intent is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"Do you want to start?"
Lin Yun didn't go out, but he could hear people coming and going on the street outside, and the noisy sound resounded everywhere.
He has been passionate about this feast of dragons countless times, but when he really faced it, he was surprisingly calm.
After washing, Lin Yun came to the courtyard to meet everyone. In addition to Si Xueyi and others, he also saw Zuo Yun, who had been missing for a long time.
Zuo Yun was not promoted to the top eight in the Longmen Grand Competition, and then went out to practice, and did not join other sects. Compared with Si Xueyi and others, he even had the qualifications to participate in the test.
From Lin Yun's point of view, it was a pity.
Zuo Yun's strength is much stronger than Fengye, and even some of the core disciples of the overlord level are far inferior to him. However, Zuo Yun was very calm, saying with a smile that sometimes being a spectator might not be a bad thing.
Maybe he also has other secrets, otherwise it would be difficult to be so calm.
"There are three rounds of the Dragon Feast, the first round is the points match, the second round is the knockout round, and the third round is the ranking match."
Mei Hu Fa looked at Lin Yun and Feng Ye, briefly explained the rules, and muttered: "Today is the first round. All the leaders who pass the test will be divided into ten groups. Each group has more than 1,000 people and less Then seven hundred people, take turns to fight against each other, the one who counts will get the general black and yellow energy in the opponent's jade pendant. Finally, the amount of black and yellow energy will be discharged from the top 100 to advance, and if the black and yellow energy is exhausted, it will be eliminated in advance, points The match is cruel and will fight continuously. You have to make some countermeasures."
The points match is not compared to the knockout rounds. If you lose a knockout match, you will be awarded.
In other words, the former can be strategically abstained. If you can defeat your opponent with a serious injury, you may lose streak in the next fight, and you will lose more than you gain.
"What is Xuanhuang Qi?"
Feng Ye asked curiously.
Mei’s guardian smiled and said: “No one knows for sure, but probably guesses that it should be a substantive dragon luck, but if it can survive the ranking battle, there is an opportunity to refine the mysterious yellow gas in the jade pendant. It is said that the refining of the Xuanhuang Qi is enough, there will be some unimaginable mysteries. The specific benefits are that no one can say clearly except the top ten in the Longyun list."
The same scene appeared in the courtyards where the major sects were settled, and the major disciples were extremely emotional and difficult to calm down.
Although there are only one hundred places in the Longyun List, most of the leaders will be cannon fodder, but everyone wants to go further.
Besides this fierce matchup, there may not be a breakthrough on the spot, everything is possible.
In the center of Dragon Cloud City, there are nine ancient statues of dragons, and springs of spirit spring from the mouth of the dragon all the year round. Under the gathering of spiritual springs, an extremely vast lake is formed in the city, called Jiulong Lake.
The lake is composed entirely of spiritual springs. The aura is so rich and unimaginable that it has existed in the world for many years, and the misty mist reveals a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.
Here is the place for the feast of dragons.
There are countless seats on all sides of the lake, and people have already taken up excellent positions. When these people discovered that just outside the lake, the aura is stronger than some of the treasures of Feng Shui, they are very happy.
even almost fought in order to compete for the spectator seat. Fortunately, the masters of the Saint League have been maintaining order, and no one dared to be presumptuous after a few thunder strikes.
On the battle stand near the lake, Lin Yun and others looked at Jiulong Lake, their eyes flashed with shock.
The scene in front of me is too vast, the lake is endless, and the rich aura is coming, and the vastness envelops people like a vast ocean.
The nine dragon statues erected on the periphery, bathed in brilliance, are sacred and inviolable. After experiencing it carefully, I can perceive the mighty Longwei as if it were not a dead thing.
"The location of these statues has some doorways."
Lin Yun took a few glances and found that these nine dragon statues seemed to correspond to the nine star signs in the sky.
In the dark, the dragon statue and the outer star dome have an extremely mysterious traction, and there seems to be a terrifying ancient mystery hidden in the extremely distant starry sky.
"There is no ring, are we playing on the lake?"
Feng Ye glanced, and then smiled again: "It seems to be good too. This Jiulong Lake is obviously not as simple as it seems on the surface. It must be quite enjoyable to fight."
Not far away, Zuo Yun smiled and said: "If it were the same as the river outside the city before, it would not be enough."
Feng Ye's face changed slightly. He had suffered a lot before, and he waved his hand quickly: "It's better not to be."
rumbling!
Just as the two chatted, the ancient sound of dragons echoed between the sky and the earth, and the sky was full of mad clouds rolling, and the sky and the earth changed color.
An atmosphere of wind and rain accumulates crazily in a moment, making everyone's hearts extremely tense. In the midst of tension, but with intense excitement, that tight heart seemed to jump out at any time.
The lake sinks, and ten ancient battle platforms rise slowly like dragons.
This is Rising Dragon Platform, which means flying dragon ascends to heaven, and it is also the official arena for the feast of dragons.
At the same time, ten elders fell in the air, all of whom were extremely terrifying and powerful.
's dignified aura is so stressful at first glance, I'm afraid it's at least three shots.
Ten referees spoke at the same time and announced the rules of the game. The rules are very simple. Except for the use of secret treasures and pills, other treasures and armors are not forbidden in the battle. The only requirement is that you can't continue to shoot after you concede defeat.
The first round of the points match was quite brutal. Each leader played at least ten games and had very little rest time.
It is very likely that there will be a battle with injuries. If it is the last few games, there will even be endless scenes.
"Look at your dragon cloud jade pendant. After confirming the grouping, the feast of dragons will officially start."
Ten Saint League referees spoke at the same time, and the loud words echoed.
Lin Yun looked at the jade pendant hanging around his waist, and a number was looming in the heavy yellow air in the jade.
is a seven-character. He was divided into seven groups, and Feng Ye was divided into nine groups.
Nangong Wanyu glanced at the jade pendant, he was divided into eight groups.
"A group."
Zhao Wou-ki glanced at the jade pendant.
Yanlongzi said at random: "Four groups."
"……"
The three kings, Qiying, who were in the top ten of the last Longyun list, were divided into different groups in the points match, which was obviously the intention of the elders of the Holy League.
"This guy is in group seven?"
Not far away, Qin Yang had been observing Lin Yun in secret, and after secretly seeing the numbers in Lin Yunyu's pendant, his eyes lit up.
He stretched out his hand to grasp the jade pendant, smiled slyly, "It's a coincidence."
It didn’t take long for the points competition of their respective groups to officially begin.
Lin Yun's gaze fell on the seventh group. On the Thanglong Platform, which symbolizes the seventh group in Jiulong Lake, two leaders appeared first.
One person uses a sword, the other uses a knife, and the cultivation base is at the peak of the Zifu Yang Profound Realm.
The two were evenly matched, and after hundreds of moves, the winner was determined. The swordsman was lucky enough to win and collected half of the opponent's mysterious energy.
At the moment when the Xuanhuang Qi lost half of it, Lin Yun keenly discovered that the look in the swordsman's eyes also lost a lot of luster.
doesn't seem to have changed much, but the subtle differences can still be noticed.
"When we set foot on this ancient city, the Xuanhuang Qi has actually merged with our own Qi Luck. Once we lose, the loss will actually be great."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he was secretly surprised, but if he could win all the way, he would gain a lot.
After a few unremarkable matches, Qin Yang, the most enchanting in the seven groups, made a strong appearance.
"Qin Yang vs. Yuan Liang in the eighth round of seven groups!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, there was a lot of noise from the spectator stand. This Yuan Liang is unknown, and he will definitely not be Qin Yang's opponent.
Yuan Liang's eyes flickered, and the more he looked at Qin Yang, the more frightened he became, and he directly said: "This battle I..."
He wanted to admit defeat, but Qin Yang didn't give this opportunity at all.
嘭!
A bright golden light burst from the Shenglong stage, and Qin Yang blasted Yuan Liang away like a raging fire.
噗呲!
Yuan Liang spit out blood and landed on the lake. The waves on the lake surface hit like a beast and threw it to the shore. Looking at his pale face, he was in pain, and he couldn't even speak.
was so miserable that he was obviously no longer able to fight and was eliminated early.
"It took me a long time before I wanted to admit defeat, so I don’t think so much."
Qin Yang's face was gloomy, and he gave a cold snort, without any sympathy in his eyes. Such a tyrannical attitude made many leaders in the seven groups uneasy.
The game continued, before he could play, Lin Yun looked at the other Shenglongtai.
In the sixth group, Yang Fan is fighting a rising star in the Yin and Yang realm. The battle is fierce. The rising star was a well-known boxer, fighting close to hand, very fierce.
As the evildoer of the last group of dragons feast, Yang Fan was obviously struggling to deal with it, and it was a fluke to win in the end.
Lin Yun could see that the rising star who used the boxing might not be weaker than Yang Fan, but had less experience in battle. Moreover, he was so sharp that he didn't even feel discouraged after the defeat, wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and grinned off the stage.
This kind of person is very motivated, and it is very likely that they will break through in the war.
In the knockout match, if you meet again, Yang Fan may not be his opponent.
Fang Hanluo, Lin Yun secretly remembered the name of the young man in his heart.
glanced away, Lin Yun saw a familiar figure on the eighth ring, it was Ji Wuye of the Bloodshang Pavilion. He was very motivated and took a rather powerful opponent~IndoMTL.com~ easily.
's vision swept over the ring in the Jiulong Lake, Lin Yun watched several battles one after another, and found a lot of rookies who shined before him.
In this feast of dragons, I am afraid that many veteran masters will fall.
In addition, there are some rules to follow. More than 70% of the top cultivation bases are at the peak of the Yang Profound Realm, and the bottleneck of the Yin Yang Realm is still difficult to break.
In the yin and yang realm of the Purple Mansion, there are quite a few masters of Xiaocheng and Dacheng, but those who have reached the peak are extremely rare.
As for the half-step Tianpu, there are fewer ruthless people, except for those old-brand super evil evildoers, almost none.
Invisibly, several watersheds have been divided. In all the big and small groups, the performances of the top enchanting evildoers were extremely tyrannical, and the winners were basically divided by one face.
As for the three kings and Qiying, they didn't dare to take any action at all.
"The twenty-first stop of the eight groups, Lin Yun and Mo Qi!"
The magnificent voice of the referee brought Lin Yun's thoughts back, and finally it was his turn to play.
Lin Yun’s opponent is also a swordsman, and like him is also a rising star. At a young age, his cultivation reached the peak of Yin-Yang realm Dacheng, and his eyes flashed with surging fighting spirit.
"The swordsman can't cross-border warfare. There is no fun at all. But fortunately, you are not too weak, and you are barely worthy of my opponent in World War I."
On the Rising Dragon Stage, Lin Yun’s opponent Mo Qi smiled at the corner of his mouth, his long hair fluttered, and his sword was in his arms.
confident enough.
But it’s a pity that you really chose the wrong opponent. Lin Yun said indifferently: "If you can draw a sword, I lose."