Destined Martial God Chapter 1358: The worm shakes the tree, it is ridiculous (four more)

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Qianlong Fort, on the eighth ring!

Yu Haoran's arrogant and rude behavior seemed normal to the audience in the surrounding stands.

After all, on the eighth ring, there are really players who threaten him. Only Sun Mingze, ranked 39th, Li Wenyuan, 73rd, Feng Yuhai, 87th, and ranked Shi Yanyu, who is the 102nd, is the four of them.

According to the rules of the first game of the rematch, only ten people need to stay in the ring at the end of the game to directly participate in the second game of the rematch.

Then, Yu Haoran and the other five people, who are clearly dominant in their strength, can choose to watch the game with their arms folded, and wait for the final result of the game, and then easily win.

But for the contestants in the ring, Yu Haoran's arrogant and rude behavior aroused their inner dissatisfaction.

It's just that, facing Haoran's eighth place on the list and the reputation of the famous Profound Sky Continent, no one dared to denounce it, and no one dared to provoke it even if it was dissatisfied.

After all the contestants have boarded the ring, the list above the square suddenly shot out a hundred milky white energy.

The milky white energy falls on different arenas, and then the milky white energy instantly envelopes the entire arena, forming a defensive cover that can shield the penetration of power and spirituality.

Because there are many top and peerless powerhouses in the surrounding stands, they have blood and family relationships with the contestants in the ring.

If there is no defensive cover that can block the penetration of power and spirituality, no one can guarantee whether someone will secretly help their relatives and juniors.

Reluctantly withdrawing the spirit of following Qin Lingfei and others' competition, Yu Haoran only retained the spirit of monitoring opponents in the ring, and then continued to immerse in the perception of the ancestral witch martial arts.

Just after a hundred lines of milky white energy formed a defensive shield, a majestic voice suddenly came from the list above the square.

"The game begins!"

The players who had known about the previous battles of the Dragon List were not at all surprised by the sound from the list. They began to use martial arts to attack the opponents they had already selected.

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar in the central square.

What's different from the fierce fighting in other arenas is that the atmosphere above the eighth ring is a bit strange.

Perhaps because of Yu Haoran’s leading demonstration role, Sun Mingze, Li Wenyuan, Feng Yuhai, and Shi Yanyu, who ranked the top 100 on the list, also retreated to the corner of the ring, standing idly by.

"The ranking on the list does not represent true strength."

Yu Haoran's arrogant and rude behavior has aroused the anger of many players on the scene, and Sun Mingze's behavior is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire.

A top-notch genius expert whose cultivation reached the peak of the Ninth Grade of Martial Saint could not bear the humiliation of being underestimated, and took the initiative to stand up and excite the fire.

"So, why don't you unite and oust these five arrogant and rude guys from the ring first, and then compete for ten places with their strength?"

Actually, the hearts of more than 200 players on the scene have long been angered by the arrogant and rude actions of the five Yu Haoran, just because the inner fear did not burst out.

Nowadays, after seeing someone actively stand up and join forces, except for a dozen players who have more complicated minds and have average cultivation and strength who choose to be silent, all the remaining players are actively responding.

Slowly opened his eyes, looking at the angry players with indifferent eyes, Yu Haoran then closed his eyes again.

However, a white stick exuding a touch of courage suddenly appeared in the empty left hand.

"You led forty people to besiege Sun Mingze."

Yu Haoran's move to take out the high-grade artifacts of the noble state did not extinguish the anger that had been ignited by the crowd. The young strong who had just been selected on the initiative began to assign candidates to besiege Yu Haoran.

"You led forty people to besiege Li Wenyuan."

"You led forty people to besiege Feng Yuhai!"

"You led forty people to besiege Shi Yanyu!"

After arranging the siege of Sun Mingze's four-person team, the young strong found that there were nearly 70 people left who were willing to participate in the siege, and immediately pointed to Yu Haoran excitedly, and said loudly.

"All the remaining players will besiege Yu Haoran with me!"

"Kill...!"

As soon as the voice of the young strong commanding fell, the two hundred contestants who were inspiring crowd suddenly yelled.

The combined gluttony was deafening and immediately attracted the attention of countless spectators in the stands.

"The worm shakes the tree, it's ridiculous!" Seeing the number of players uniting to besie Yu Haoran reached more than seventy people, Emperor Qin at the top of the south side of the stand had a scornful look in his eyes.

Before the cultivation base did not break through the realm of Wuzun's peerless powerhouse, Emperor Qin had a relatively superficial understanding of power, believing that there are many people with great power, and there is a saying that everyone has high firewood.

But when he really broke through the realm of Wu Zun's peerless powerhouse, he knew how ridiculous his previous cognition was.

Because in the face of absolute strength, the number advantage is actually very small and sad!

For Emperor Qin's contemptuous irony, Meng Zhengkai, who had only two tribulation quasi-wuzun, disagreed with him, but he did not oppose Qin's evaluation, only looked at Yu Haoran with a little worry.

Opened his eyes again and looked at the more than seventy people who were slowly approaching, a sneer of disdain flashed in Yu Haoran's eyes.

Among the more than two hundred players on the eighth ring, the only opponents who really have the ability to challenge him are Sun Mingze, and none of the others are his opponents, including Wu Shengjiu, who just came out to unite with everyone. Pinpin peak young strong.

Directly inspire the power of the Ancestral Witch's body, and the white stick in his hand takes the lead in attacking with a stick technique that sweeps across the army.

"Boom...!"

Although the opponents reacted quickly and made defenses in time, they faced the terrifying sweeping force formed by the ancestral witch's physical body blessing with the high-grade stick method of the noble state.

The six players below the Wusheng realm were directly knocked off the ring with their arms and legs broken.

Nineteen contestants in the early and middle stages of Wu Sheng flew up from the spot where they vomited blood, and then fell heavily on the ring.

The thirty-eight players in Wu Sheng's advanced stage were instantly pale, and the sweeping force caused them to suffer internal injuries.

Only the seven martial sage ninth-ranked players can be regarded as successfully resisting the power of the club that swept the army.

But their faces are rather solemn at the moment.

Because the stick martial arts that Yu Haoran used just now did not use the slightest amount of vitality and soul power, and only used physical power.

Furthermore, judging from the randomness of his wielding a high-grade club just now, I am afraid that his physical power has only used part of it.

The result!

I glanced at the six people who fell off the ring with their broken arms and legs, and dozens of people who fell on the ring and howled in pain. The strongest young man suddenly felt regretful.