War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens Chapter 668: Start of ‘Dynasty Martial Competition’
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What a joke!
Can this be perceived intuitively?
At this moment, Duan Lingtian naturally saw King Yong's unbelief, but he didn't explain too much.
Actually, he did n’t rely on intuition to know that the command plate obtained by King Yong was ‘32’, and he did n’t just get ‘3No. 1 command plate’ through intuition.
As long as the youth man holding the wooden plate boarded the spectator seats where they were, his mental strength had already detected forty command plate numbers.
Forty command plate numbers, only two command plate are continuous and opposite.
This is ‘No. 31’ and ‘No. 32’.
Because of this, the latter happened.
He asked King Yong to take off 3No. 1 command plate.
And he directly draws command plate No. 32.
"As long as it is a Inscription Master that is skilled in manipulating the spirit, almost all of the positive numbers of the covered command plate can be detected by the spirit ..."
Duan Lingtian's heart moved, secretly.
As a result, he does n’t think he ’s so great.
"Duan Lingtian, are you ... is it" Inscription Master "?"
Soon, a surprised voice came from Duan Lingtian's ear.
It ’s ‘Origin Force Voice Transmission’ of King Yong.
Obviously, the current King Yong, after recovering from the surprise just now, can already make accurate judgments.
This time, Duan Lingtian did n’t sell any more and nodded gently.
Ca n’t help King Yong shaking his head and continue to Origin Force Voice Transmission said: "You can detect these numbers on command plate with mental power, which is enough to show that you are extremely proficient in the manipulation of mental power, and your accomplishments in the art of" Inscription " Not low. "
"Actually, you have amazing talents in Martial Dao, why bother wasting your time to study" Inscription's art "... If you don't study" Inscription's art ", your strength is definitely stronger now."
When it comes to King Yong, it seems a pity.
In his opinion.
Duan Lingtian ’s attainment in ‘Inscription ’s skill’ is not low, but the side also shows that Duan Lingtian has done a lot of hard work in this regard, so a lot of time wasted.
If Duan Lingtian can use this wasted time to practice, its strength will be even stronger.
Duan Lingtian is naturally aware of the "sad" King Yong has revealed to himself.
He just shook his head and smiled.
Only he knows that his attainments of ‘Inscription ’s art’ are all inherited from that ‘Martial Emperor Hun Lui’, and he has never wasted any time for this.
"Duan Lingtian, I thought I could see you first ... Now it seems that it is not good."
Su Li sat beside Duan Lingtian and shook his head.
The command plate he extracted was ‘237’.
"Good luck, no way."
Duan Lingtian shrugged and said cheeky.
Blushing and panting.
It ’s as if he was really lucky, so he just picked ‘32 command plate ’.
However, Su Li has no doubts.
After all, Su Li did not know that it was Duan Lingtian's '3No. 1 command plate' that King Yong had to extract.
Some moments later, on the nine middle class spectator seatss, 360 young talents from thirty-six empires were drawn into their own ‘label command plate’.
These command plate are marked with unique numbers.
"Now, please get young talent from" No. 1 "to" No. 20 "command plate."
Over the caged fighting field, white clothed youth stood there, his face still cold, and Shen Sheng spoke.
At this time, the ten middle-aged men behind him instantly turned into a streamer, and when they appeared again, they were already distributed in various areas above the caged fighting field.
The ten people deliberately separated by a distance.
"Everyone, then I will go up first."
One of a group of young talent in the Black Stone Empire got one No. 3 comman plate, and now he greeted Duan Lingtian and others and flew up.
This young talent, Duan Lingtian has an impression.
It was the ‘Gao Yuhai’ who had dealt with Long Yun. The weaponry in his hand was a magic fan. A year ago, he glanced at Void Realm Yae Martial Artist and realized ‘Fine and Detailed Saber Force’.
"After one year, he also broke through to" enter Void Realm 1st-Layer "."
Duan Lingtian looked at the back of Gao Yuhai and moved.
As early as the opening of Gao Yuhai, the mental strength of Duan Lingtian has enveloped him like a shadow, making his whole body cultivation base unscathed.
Enter Void Realm 1st-Layer!
In the young talent of the major empires, although not at the bottom, it is only at the lower middle level.
Just just now, Duan Lingtian deliberately probed the cultivation base of many major empire young talent.
Among them, the weakest ones are ‘Peep Void Realm 9th-Layer Martial Artist’.
"Peeking at Void Realm 9th-Layer ... participating in" Dynasty Martial Competition ", that is, walking through the stage."
Duan Lingtian underpass.
At this time, there were another 19 young talents, swept from each middle class spectator seats, and got together with Gao Yuhai.
"No. 1 command plate owner and No. 2 command plate owner, come to me."
Soon, a middle-aged man who was responsible for recording military accomplishment spoke, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly introduced into the ears of the twenty young talents who played.
Suddenly, the two young talent rushed to the middle-aged man's side.
"The owner of No. 3 comman plate and the owner of No. 4 command plate, come to me."
Soon after, someone spoke again.
Soon, Gao Yuhai and another young talent came to another middle-aged man responsible for recording military accomplishment.
The remaining sixteen young talents are all in place.
Twenty young talent, two people in a group, standing against each other.
And not far from every two confrontational young talent, there is a middle-aged man with a serious face standing there as a witness.
The battle is on the verge!
"Originally, I was still worried ... 360 people, if only one-on-one slow duel, one day is not enough. Now, these ten matches together, but more efficient."
Duan Lingtian looked at the confronting twenty young talent and sighed secretly.
"Wubi starts!"
At this moment, white clothed youth, located in the middle of the field above caged fighting, suddenly sipped lightly.
Suddenly, the major empire young talent, which was divided into ten regions, confronted each other and tried their best.
Oh! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
......
A swift and violent figure, staggered past.
Where it passed, Yuanli skyrocketed, and the ‘ideal’ went with the shadows. Spirit Artifact even attacked the opponent fiercely.
Only one clash, six people admit defeat.
The strength of these six people is surpassed by opponents in all directions, and there is no room for resistance.
If you do not admit defeat, you will be seriously injured and may even be killed.
You know, on a stage like ‘Dynasty Martial Competition’, even if it ’s killed, it ’s nothing.
After the six people conceded, the other six advanced.
And the remaining eight are still fighting there Ruhuo in full swing ...
Eight people, divided into four groups, fighting together.
Every two players in the battle are of equal strength, and they are evenly matched at a time, and it is difficult to divide the victory.
Among them, include the "Gao Yuhai" of the Blackrock Empire.
Now, with the Grade 5 spirit fan in his hand, Gao Yuhai exerts his strength and the ‘1st-Layer Sword Artistic Conception’ with his opponents in a fierce battle.
His opponent is also in Void Realm 1st-Layer Martial Artist, and also has Grade 5 Spirit Artifact. The "ideal" is also comparable to him, and his strength is not inferior to him.
However, although it is similar in strength, by this time, it is fighting experience and various skills.
Om! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
......
When Gao Yuhai raised his hand, the Grade 5 spirit fan in his hand flew out, turning into a fan-shaped saber glow, which enveloped his opponent.
Wow!
And in the hands of Gao Yuhai opponents, the Grade 5 Spirit Spear also shuddered violently, and the rapid gun shadow swept out, and the shadowy fans greeted the sky-shaped fan saber glow.
Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
......
Each time Grade 5 Spirit Sword flits out, a fan-shaped saber glow is destroyed.
Unfortunately, Gao Yuhai was clearly prepared. When the fan-shaped saber glow was completely annihilated by his opponent, and the opponent's face showed a smug smile, he shot like a thunder.
Oh!
Om!
With the turbulence of Gao Yuhai figure, the whole person turned into a knife and swept the opponent straight.
The spirit fan in his hand even made a harsh piercing sound.
"It's a pity ... this person's strength is not worse than Gao Yuhai."
Seeing that Gao Yuhai defeated his opponent, Duan Lingtian shook his head and felt sorry for the opponent of Gao Yuhai.
The opponent of Gao Yuhai, because of his carelessness, gave Gao Yuhai a chance.
"No. 3 wins!"
At this time, the middle-aged man who was responsible for registering Gao Yuhai and his opponent military accomplishment was apathetic.
At the same time, he had more pen and paper in his hand and began to record.
"Concession."
On the occasion of a desperate attack, Gao Yuhai flew the opponent out with a fan, smiled and nodded to the defeated opponent.
"Thank you start off leniently."
The opponent of Gao Yuhai responded sincerely.
Obviously, he also knows that if Gao Yuhai turned his spirit fan into a "fan face" in time to attack, he is now dead under the Gao Yuhai fan, it is impossible to just be traumatized.
Compared with start off leniently of Gao Yuhai, the other six are completely different.
The six men are evenly matched, killing their eyes.
In the end, two people died and one was seriously injured.
Another winning three people was more or less injured.
"Not bad."
Looking at the return of Gao Yuhai, winning for the Black Stone Empire, King Yong nodded with satisfaction.
"This Gao Yuhai, people are pretty good."
Duan Lingtian watched Gao Yuhai sit down and praised.
"Pick young talent from No. 21 to No. 40 command plate and play."
At this time, white clothed youth spoke again.
"It's my turn."
Duan Lingtian smiled. Although he knew that he did n’t need to shoot at all, he still stepped into the air and merged with 18 other young talents.
Next, ten middle-aged men started calling people to their side.
"The owner of 3No. 1 command plate and the owner of command plate No. 32, come to my side."
When the voice of a middle-aged man came, Duan Lingtian passed by directly.
"Huh?"
At the moment, there is only Duan Lingtian, and the remaining young talent is in place. The middle-aged man frowned, "What about another person?"
"What is your number?"
Next, the middle-aged man looked at Duan Lingtian and asked.