The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 117: Three Kings
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"Participating disciples, holding identity jade badges, according to the ranking of the vassal clans, step forward to receive the competition number card!" On the central ring, the referee announced.
Yun Yan took a deep breath, a little nervous, a little helpless and desolate.
Slowly got up, Yun Yan said goodbye to Su Yu and forced a smile: "I hope you can see your fiancee and say hello for me."
Feeling the sadness in Yun Yan's heart, Su Yu nodded: "After the test, no matter what the result is, please wait a moment, I have something I want to give you alone."
Slightly stunned, Yun Yan was nervous, stretched out a little, pursed her lips and smiled, and left gracefully.
"Big Brother Su, it's our Li family's turn to draw the number plate." The three juniors of the Li family, respectfully, reminded Su Yu.
Su Yu entered the Liuxian Sect in the name of the Li family, so naturally he should receive the license plate with them.
Sighing lightly, Su Yu stepped forward to get the number plate "111".
"The top 100 competition starts now. Three thousand people will be divided into 30 teams according to the number plate received! The number plate will be randomly assigned."
Su Yu is in the tenth group.
"Top 100 rules, challenge within the group, voluntarily enter the ring, accept the challenge, if no one dares to fight, the first place in the group will advance to the top 100!"
Slightly unfair to this rule is that there is an element of luck.
If there are extremely terrifying powerhouses in the group, such as the three heavenly kings of the outer sect, the rest of the powerhouses can only drink hatred and miss the top 100.
The advantage is that it saves a lot of time!
"The first group, the challenge begins!"
The first group, 30 people are all ready to prepare for the battle.
Whoosh——
A young man with a proud expression flew across the arena, with a smile on his lips, clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, if you don't agree with me, you can come forward and fight..."
Ling Feng, the peak first-order holy king powerhouse! Among the outer gates, it is second only to the three heavenly kings and ranks within the top ten.
He is naturally qualified to defend the ring.
However, after the words were finished, the audience was silent, and they all looked at him with strange eyes.
Ling Feng's heart froze, and he re-evaluated the group he was in.
Suddenly, a figure made his heart skip a beat and his face was ashen.
"The first king of the outer door, Zhao Wuxie!!"
Behind the crowd, a 20-year-old man sat in a low-key and silent manner, with a plain blue shirt and an ordinary face.
The temperament is calm, giving people a sense of intimacy.
Slowly opened his eyes, Zhao Wuxie smiled indifferently: "The opportunity is rare, you can learn from each other, I will come to the stage later."
Ling Feng was pale, silent for a moment, bowed his hands, and walked down the ring dejectedly: "I abstain."
In front of the first day king, Ling Feng has no fighting spirit.
The second-order holy king at the peak is different from him. Even if Ling Feng exerts all his strength, it is difficult to shake a finger from him.
The ring was silent for a moment, but no one came again, all showing helpless, bitter and sad expressions.
After finally waiting for the annual meteorite competition, I encountered Zhao Wuxie!
Quiet for a moment, Zhao Wuxie sighed lightly, and slowly stepped onto the ring: "Is there anyone willing to fight with me Zhao Wuxie?"
Twenty-nine people, all bowed their heads.
In Zhao Wuxie's eyes, the color of disappointment flashed, and an invincible loneliness lingered around him.
In the outer door, he is the lonely king.
Although there are more than 3,000 people, there is no enemy to fight.
During the announcement of the referee, Zhao Wuxie walked down the ring lonely.
The first group competition ended at an unimaginable speed.
Zhao Wuxie, the first heavenly king of the outer sect, the supreme king looked up to by 3,000 people, is also the outer sect disciple who has the most hope of qualifying for the inner sect within a hundred years.
The next few competitions all took half an hour, each competing.
Until the fifth test.
In the fifth group, the first person jumped out: "Can someone fight with me Zhao Longyang?"
Around 20 years old, wearing tight black clothes, dark complexion, rough face, vaguely giving people a bit of evil spirit.
With his cultivation, he will reach the terrifying Dacheng Second-Order Saint King!
He is the second king of the outer sect, Zhao Longyang!
He grinned at the moment, a bit gloomy.
Under the stage, there was silence. The people in the group were full of fear and even a trace of fear.
They are in awe of Zhao Wuxie, but afraid of Zhao Longyang.
Because Zhao Longyang's shot is very ruthless, and he will be more or less seriously injured.
So, no one will challenge.
"A group of trash." Zhao Longyang smiled contemptuously and walked off the ring.
The referee declared Zhao Longyang the winner.
Another quick end to the war.
Next game.
A tall, arrogant 18-year-old boy jumped onto the ring.
Handsome and cold, standing with arms crossed, his eyes are as cold as frost, giving people a shuddering feeling.
His cultivation base has reached the terrifying second-order holy king of Xiaocheng!
This person is the third king of the outer door, Jiang Ming.
"Can someone fight me?"
Under the ring, there is an unlucky peak first-order holy king who came to the stage.
"Zhao Lin, I would like to fight with you." Zhao Lin is a rare female outsider strong.
After jumping on the ring, immediately shot.
"Golden Flower Fingers!" Zhao Linyu tapped her hand, and the five-point golden light shone on the audience, very dazzling.
Many viewers, close your eyes.
Zhao Lin hides in the golden light, making it difficult to distinguish her figure.
Whoosh——
Suddenly.[,! ], a plain hand suddenly protruded from the golden light and struck Jiang Ming's body.
At this time, Jiang Ming was unable to open his eyes under the glare of the golden light.
This palm is silent, Jiang Ming can't guard against it.
However!
Ah-
A scream came from within the golden light.
Zhao Lin's body is so delicate, as if she was electrocuted and flew upside down.
I saw Jiang Ming's shoulder and slowly retracted it.
Just now, Jiang Ming shook Zhao Lin by shaking his shoulders.
"Do you dare to show your ugliness?" Jiang Ming opened his eyes lightly, and said coldly and arrogantly.
"Who else?" Jiang Ming glanced at the audience, and no one fought again.
Another speedy battle.
The next few group battles were remarkable, but far less impressive.
Even if Su Yu is in the tenth battle.
In this group, except for Su Yu, there is no holy king!
Flying across the arena, Su Yu released a breath of holy king and looked around at the twenty-nine people: "If there is a challenger, please do so as soon as possible!"
He can't wait, he wants to fight against the strongest of the meteorites, enter the inner door, and take Xian'er away!
Well? The outer disciples before the ring are all unfamiliar, and no one knows this fourteen-year-old first-order holy king.
"I will try it." A half-step holy king jumped into the ring.
About twenty-five years old, with a fierce expression and full of evil spirit.
"Liu Bao? It is said that he has challenged the first-order holy king without falling behind. He has been hunting in the mountains for many years and has rich practical experience. Many people who have just entered the holy king are unable to do anything about him."
Licking his lips slightly, Liu Bao pondered secretly, if he can defeat this little holy king, even if it is difficult to make it into the top ten, if he can enter the top 100 in this amazing way, he will surely become famous.
"Drink!" As the name suggests, Liubao people are concise and simple, quick and violent.
In the blink of an eye, he punched Su Yu's face.
Seeing that Su Yu's movements are so slow, he is overjoyed. He really is a junior who has not experienced actual combat and has been promoted with drugs.
However, with a punch from Liu Bao, it will be more difficult.
Because a trace of Su Yu's silver hair floated, and he touched his fist lightly, his body turned into an ice sculpture.
From beginning to end, Su Yu never made a move.
"Are there any other people?" Su Yu glanced at the remaining twenty-eight people indifferently.
Under the ring, there was silence, and the Holy King was indeed powerful!
In this group, Su Yu has no suspense, and has advanced to the top 100.
A few people who noticed this battle were envious and jealous, especially the defeated first-rank holy kings at the peak, and even more resentful: "It's really lucky, if it was me, why wouldn't you be able to kill the top 100?"
Although Su Yu quickly ended the battle, he was not astonished, but despised even more.
The next 20 battles will be uneventful.
Several lucky ones appear at the same time.
Wu Pangyun, the opponent only has a small first-order holy king, and it is easy to defeat the enemy.
Yun Yan is in a similar situation to Su Yu. There is no holy king in the group.
In the top 100 competition, the three kings are the leaders, and the three unfamiliar rookies with great luck are also the focus of attention.
"The competition for the top 10 starts now! A total of 102 people are randomly divided into nine groups, and in each group, the top one will advance!"
"Competition method, two-defeat system! Everyone is eligible to lose twice. If you lose once, you can continue to challenge once. If you lose both times, you will be eliminated on the spot!"
Although this method is a little waste of time, it is fair.
Those who have followed Su Yu's eyes light up, and the corners of their mouths have a playful meaning: "It seems that Su Yu and that Wu Pangyun are so easy to use that they are actually assigned to a group with Jiang Ming, the three kings of heaven. ."
"Hehe...that's good, how can a group of people with greater luck be qualified to win the top 100 honor? Kick them out as soon as possible, so that the grade and specifications of the meteorite competition can be shown, not just any cat or dog can be famous at will ."
On the ring.
"In the first battle, Jiang Ming will play against Wu Pangyun!" The referee will arrange the competition from high to low depending on the level of the players' cultivation.
Hearing this, many viewers couldn't help laughing. The beginning was the king of luck against the rookie of luck, which was interesting!
Wu Pangyun swallowed his saliva fiercely, secretly saying that he was unlucky. He thought that he could still make it to the top nine, but among the top 100, he encountered three heavenly kings!
Jiang Ming stood with his arms crossed, his eyes were indifferent, and he said arrogantly: "Go ahead! Your luck has been exhausted!"
Gritting his teeth, Wu Pangyun suddenly shot!
"Breaking the Moon Palm!!" The gods and other exercises are perfect, instilling all the spiritual energy of the first-order holy king of Dacheng, which is extremely terrifying.
Jiang Ming stood still, his eyes were indifferent, and his eyes did not reflect the shadow of Wu Pangyun at all.
His eyes are very subtle at the moment, and he exquisitely explains what it means to be arrogant!
Boom-
Wu Pangyun slapped Jiang Ming's chest with a bang!
However, Wu Pangyun is like shaking a boulder!
Pfft-
The infinite anti-shock force made his internal organs tremble and he vomited blood on the spot!
"Dark clouds, defeat!" the referee announced indifferently.
The audience was full of ridicule.
"Have you finally revealed the bottom line? Zhao Lin has been shaken, and it's strange that he doesn't bombard him a few times, and he doesn't vomit blood!"
In the sound of abuse, Wu Pangyun is ashamed.
"The second battle, Jiang Ming vs. Su Yu!"
When he stepped down, Su Yu passed by and walked to the top of the ring.
Too sensitive, Wu Pangyun always felt that Su Yu had a mocking look when he passed by.
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"Su Yu!" With a low voice in shame, Wu Pangyun stopped and stared at Su Yu's back.
Su Yu looked back indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Seeing Wu Pangyun staring at him, in my heart, there are bursts of inexplicable.
Where did he provoke the cloud?
"The surnamed Su, don't be proud! You and I are equal in strength, and I am defeated. How can you be better? If you humiliate me now, aren't you afraid of being humiliated later?" Wu Pangyun said angrily.
Su Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Wu Pangyun's mentality when he saw the wind as rain at the moment.
The corner of the mouth twitched, squeezing out a mocking arc: "Trash!"
"If you want my ridicule, you will fulfill it." Su Yu said helplessly, turning around and walking to the ring.
"You!!" Wu Pangyun's face was blue and red.
"Okay! Let me see how you end up later!"
Jiang Ming stood proudly. In his eyes, there was still no one, and there was no Su Yu figure.
"Another very lucky junior..." Jiang Ming sighed softly, and his eyes were sharp.
"You guys are not worthy of a fight with me, but this place is in the arena, Jiang Mou can only reluctantly!" A trace of deep disgust, condensed his face: "So! Let's take action! Quickly fight!"
It seems that even if they are in the same arena with someone like Su Yu who came by luck, he will be disgusted.
"Quick fight? Good!" Su Yu's eyes were flat: "So, please take action, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to take action!"
Today's three watch, there is one more watch at twelve o'clock.