Martial World Chapter 1280: Unmanned challenge
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After Longya and Lin Ming, many people have stepped onto the city of killing one after another
Including descendants of Tian Zun , there is no longer the right to avoid war.
"That's Bai Yao! Haoyu Tian Zun passed on to his disciples!"
Bai Yao has a low-key personality. Although he also participated in the qualifiers, he has never exposed the landscape and rarely appears in the player area. Not many people know him.
Bai Yao stood in the gate of the city without killing the blood hand easily.
After Bai Yao, Xiao Moxian came up easily. She even intentionally wrestled with the **** hand for a while before smashing it. Other martial artists were afraid of unavoidable attacks, but they were very fun .
Next, Bingmeng Fairy.
I saw Bing Meng gently raise her hand, covering the 1-layer broken light all over her body. These fantastic broken lights surround Bing Meng, like countless beautiful petals, and then she disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, above the gates of the city of killing, a hazy broken light appeared, such as colorful cherry blossoms, and the ice dream himself, like a fairy, appeared in the petals, leaving the world independent. She seems to be the goddess who descended from the Immortal Nine Heavens, revealing the holy Aura all over her body. Even if she enters the city of killing, she will not get a little bloody.
Bing Meng entered the city of killing inexplicably, as if those petals sent her in. From beginning to end, people did not see how she shot and what rules were used!
"Is this teleport?"
"impossible! The strength of space surrounding this killing city is very solid and blocked by the Wraith murderous aura. We are very difficult to fly over, how can we teleport?"
"It's terrible. I don't even know what rules she uses. Who else is her opponent?"
People look at Bingmeng Fairy full of awe. Little Devil Fairy Wizards, but after all, only 26 years old and young means that their strength will always be weaker.
Although after understanding the information of Xiao Moxian, although there is a kind of unpredictable feeling, but at least it can be seen clearly. Unlike the ice dream fairy, it is a mystery from beginning to end, no one knows her at all.
"Not the law of space, this ice dream is terrible ......"
Longya said to himself, as a person who has a deep understanding of the law of space and touches the sixth artistic conception of the law of space, of course Longya can tell whether the ice dream fairy has used strength of space just now.
Some days outside there are people outside!
A lot of martial artist are feeling with emotion. Such a terrible ice dream, I don't know where her strength limit is.
After Bingmeng, most of the contestants were a little overshadowed, and even if they could defeat the **** hand, it looked fine.
Soon, 10,000 people tried to enter the city of killings, and only 890 people succeeded in the end.
"10,000 people · 90% of the time!"
"Really perverted. I thought that after entering the finals, I could at least get a ranking. I didn't expect that many people would not even have the opportunity to enter the ring!"
"Too many geniuses, of course the competition is cruel!"
Even those who boarded the city of Killing have expressed such emotions.
Meanwhile, some martial artists that feel good about themselves have also converged their contempt. The gap is there. Many people just barely pass, while some people can beat the **** hands. There are also such as the ice dream fairy, not at all Know how she got up.
"Let's fight!"
A king of competition announced.
In the ten large groups, the eliminated people are all from the second echelon, and all of the first echelon pass.
Lin Ming is in the third group. There are 62 people in the second echelon. They will challenge the 30 people in the first echelon.
"Dragon teeth?"
Lin Ming froze for a while. He hadn't noticed before. He and Longya have been assigned to the third group. In addition, there are also Purple Swordsmen.
"Choose your opponents, and each of you has only three opportunities."
The referee in charge of the game is a thin old man wearing a blue shirt and a fairy-tale bone.
Sixty-two individuals chose their opponents, and no one chose Lin Ming and Long Ya.
This is also a matter of truth. As one of the few demon in the whole group that can defeat the **** hands, aren't these strengths going to fight them to death?
In addition to Lin Ming, there are several people who have not been selected. They are basically Tian Zun successors and disciples in Tiangong, or the first in the competition area of the original rematch.
Everyone else was assigned three or four opponents, and some even performed poorly when they entered the city of killings. For example, the Purple Swordsman was selected by seven or eight people at the same time. Come to ak here, the pre-selection of Killing City will reduce the number of matches, and the second reason is that these disciples of the second echelon can make a rough distinction, knowing who is strong and who is weak, will not waste the opportunity in vain. "
Lin Ming thought so. At this moment, he felt a gaze on himself and turned his head to look. It was a young man in white. He shaved his head, had nine scars on his head, was wearing straw shoes and Loose robes, dressed as a monk.
"Monks ..."
Lin Ming frowned slightly.
"Lin Shi, I'm glad to meet you. I'm a follower of Xia Putuoshan."
"Putuoshan ..." Lin Ming froze slightly, he didn't seem to have heard of Putuoshan.
As Lin Ming searched for information on Putuo Mountain in in the mind, a True Yuan voice from the Purple Swordsman sounded in his ear.
"Brother Lin, Putuo Mountain is an Tian Zun Tiangong-level force, which is usually low-key, but it is actually the oldest ancestral gate of existence, and it is said that there are two Tian Zun in their celestial gates!"
"Two big Tian Zun ?" Lin Ming froze for a moment, there are actually two big Tian Zun forces!
"The power of double Tian Zun is very small. It should be the same after Shenmeng Tiangong and Moshitiangong. Bingmeng Fairy and Little Demon Fairy can be said to be teenagers Tian Zun , but regardless of whether Shenmeng Tiangong or Moshitiangong, It's not as good as Putuo Mountain. That's the difference in the background. It is said that Putuo Mountain already existence has been 3.6 billion years ... "
"3.6 billion years!"
Lin Ming took a sip of air-conditioning. A force that can be existence for 3.6 billion years is really terrible!
"Did Putuoshan have been born of Tian Zun for 3.6 billion years? Then, did their forces have produced dozens of Tian Zun ?"
"I don't know about this. Putuoshan is very mysterious. I also learned something because I participated in the First Exploration of Wushu."
Lin Ming glanced deeply at Xingchi. This monk exuded Aura like a sea, apparently also a top expert.
"There are really too many expert, Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons!" Lin Ming in the heart sighed, and clenched his fists at the same time.
"Good luck."
The other party is polite, and Lin Ming is naturally polite.
At this time, the fierce fight of the knockout round began. Each large group had more than a dozen games running at the same time. Most of the time, it was the participants of the second team that failed.
Fighting time and time again, people are being eliminated every time. Such fierce killings have no effect on Lin Ming. Until the end of the knockout round at Twilight, only ten thousand people were finally selected to start. In the group stage, there are only thirty people in a group.
The Purple Swordsman is unfortunately eliminated.
This is also no way, he was a bit reluctant to be in the first echelon. On the side of Mu Yuexing, only Lin Ming, Longya, Youhenhen and Swordless were left.
For martial artist, there is no difference between day and night. After a few hours of rest, the group stage will begin.
And it's still midnight.
"The pace is so fast!"
Lin Ming in the heart secretly thought didn't even have a night's rest.
Looking at the list of matches, a group of 30 people, each person only needs to play 15 games. Lin Ming's opponents are mostly core disciples of Tiangong, and a few of the top three in the competition division did not meet the real Tian Zun 's descendants did not encounter Dragon's Tooth, and all the top experts considered to be seed players were staggered from each other.
"Game 1! Lin Ming vs. Cang Liang! Dragon Fang vs. Wu Jun! Foolish vs. Heng Ying!"
In the field of the large group, the referee said loudly that Lin Ming was the first one to play. This is also reasonable. Lin Ming had not played a game before, and now he will naturally play the first one.
His opponent, Cangliang Correct, the core disciple of the Tiangong Palace, lives in a palace numbered ninety. From this number, it can also reflect his strength to a certain extent.
(Uh, I must explain. When I was at a classmate the other day, my fingers were pinched by the car door, my nails were more than half black, my stomach was bathed with blood, and the congestion penetrated into the nail root, which is the little moon. The doctor said It ’s touching, and all the nails will fall off, so typing one finger is really a bit difficult. I used to have a class reunion last weekend, and I will go to Changsha to attend a salon next weekend. It ’s crowded together for a few days. Write some points and make up as much as possible, but the situation is not so good. I can only keep two changes. I'm sorry, sorry.)
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