Lu Can's current cultivation has just broken through to the Yuan Shen Realm, not to mention that he is Bai Mei's pro-disciple, even if he is placed in the Lang Shu Mountain, he is just an ordinary elder disciple level, which is not much brilliant.

If it weren't for Lu Can's own refining talent, which was also very good, coupled with the innate spirit of the way of the sword pill, it would be difficult for Lu Can to maintain the status of a white-eyed disciple.

So for his little junior brother, Panda Jiang Ming didn't plan to let him go to the competition, after all, Lu Can lost the game and it was a small matter, but in front of the major forces of the Dragon Clan and the Human Race, he lost his face, and that was a big deal.

And Lu Can himself also knew that his skills were not top-notch, although when he heard that the final reward was a half-immortal treasure, Lu Can's eyes also showed a little bit of excitement, but in the end he still suppressed the desire in his heart and honestly stood behind Bai Mei.

His eyes swept over the three people behind Bai Mei, Pang Cang nodded thoughtfully, and did not continue to persuade Bai Mei to compete.

Soon the registration was closed, and a total of thirty-six people from the human race and the dragon clan participated in the martial arts exercise.

The Terran Dragons each have eighteen places!

For the sake of fairness, the Dragons deliberately separated the thirty-six people in the way that the Dragons and Terrans played against each other, to ensure that the game would not lead to a civil war at the beginning.

The first game started quickly

Among the two sides of the battle, the Terran is a silver-haired boy from the Golden Light Holy Land, this young man is the son of the god of the Golden Light Holy Land, named Lian Ling.

This son inherited the superior bloodline power of his father and mother, and at the age of only nine hundred years, he broke through the Creator Realm, and was a peerless genius that had been rare in the Golden Light Holy Land since ancient times.

And against Lian Ling was a black dragon in the Dao Realm, named Ao Jia.

The black dragon is inferior in the dragon clan, not as many as the yellow dragon and the green dragon, but it is one level higher than the red dragon and the blue dragon.

The black dragon belongs to water, and the physical body is among the best in many dragon clans, so most of the black dragons are masters of hand-to-hand combat, plus the waterway nourishes all things, so that the black dragon to a certain extent, the combat power is more difficult than that of dragons such as the yellow dragon.

In order to have fun in this martial arts exercise without accidents, the dragon clan deliberately used the top Zhou Tian artifact of the clan - the Dragon Turning Pot!

This magic made of nine hundred and ninety-nine blue-backed dragons can create a rule space that is completely set by the emissary.

For the sake of fairness, the battle environment of Lian Ling and Ao Jia was shaped into a boundless forest sea, and the green sea and the whistling sand and sand forest leaves in the eye were all extremely real.

"Golden Light Holy Land, I didn't expect them to be the first to appear. ”

Seeing the big golden sun mark on the list of the first to appear, the eight-armed ape king grinned, as if he knew this golden light holy land.

"The Golden Light Holy Land is a sect founded by the Sun King, one of the nine kings of the human race, and the Sun King and the Ape King are friends. In the war between the human race and the alien race, the Sun King died one step ahead of the Ape King, and before he died, he also entrusted the Ape King to take care of the Golden Light Holy Land, so as not to let his inheritance be cut off. ”

Noticing Bai Mei's inquiring eyes, Quicksand True Monarch Ni Qingsi then explained to Bai Mei.

"I see. ”

Nodding slowly, the Nine Kings of the Terran Race are a group of ancient saints with the highest combat power among the ancient saints of the Terran race, the Wuji King, the Eight-armed Ape King, the Youling King, and the Military King.

At this time, the members of the Nine Kings who had recovered at this time were all powerful in a certain field under Bai Mei's cognition, and they were much more powerful and elite than the ancient saints of other races.

At this time, the silver-haired young man in the audience was a disciple of the sect founded by the Sun King, one of the Nine Kings, and in a trance, Bai Mei was also a little interested in this martial arts.

In the boundless forest sea, the wind blowing for hundreds of miles mixed with the unique sweetness of the forest, shook two men standing on the top of the tree.

Dressed in silver hair and shoulder-hanging, and only 1.5 meters tall, Lian Ling looks like a child who has not yet grown up, if it weren't for the extremely luxurious and gorgeous gowns on his body, Lian Ling would be a complete child.

Compared with Lian Ling's immaturity outside, Ao Jia, who fought against him, was much more wild.

Dark purple skin, soaring dragon horns, loose leather soft pants tied by a dark blue belt, naked upper body, bony muscle lines full of explosive power, almost every side exudes a suffocating wild charm!

Stretching out his scarlet tongue and licking the fangs that protruded from his lips, Ao Jia looked at the white-haired boy on the opposite side unscrupulously, as a brave and warlike black dragon clan in the dragon clan, he had already made an attack prophecy in his heart.

As long as the gong sounded, he would twist the head of the kid opposite him alive in an instant, and taste the sweet hot current gushing out.

Boom!

As soon as the gong sounded at the beginning, Ao Jia disappeared in an instant, and rushed towards Lian Ling, who didn't seem to have reacted yet!

"yes!"

With a sharp laugh, Ao Jia's thick arm raised and grabbed Lian Ling's head, and the sharp nails would be deeply inserted into Lian Ling's seven orifices in the next second.

"Golden Light Holy Law!!"

Bang!

At the moment when Ao Jia's palm was about to touch Lian Ling, the silver-haired young man suddenly turned into a luminous body, and a huge burst of light swept Ao Jia out of the air.

At the same time, the scorching light frantically hit Ao Jia's body, trying to beat it into a living sieve.

After several heels in the air before stopping the backward figure, Ao Jia let out a low sigh, the blue halo in his eyes surged, and the breath he exhaled had a fierce wave like a sea tide.

Rushing towards Lian Ling again, this time the tide around Ao Jia was surging, and the Black Water True Scripture of the Black Dragon Clan was running to the extreme, and the Water Avenue in the Ten Thousand Worlds had been mobilized by Ao Jia.

Surrounded by the Avenue of Water, Ao Jia in Lian Ling's eyes completely turned into a monstrous wave towards him.

This wave is extremely thick and heavy!

Just a drop of water has the power to crush the plane!

"The golden light is infinite, and the cave law is the heavenly pole!"

In the face of Ao Jia's terrifying attack that was enough to explode a micro-world, Lian Ling's immature little face was straight, his hands suddenly pinched into a round magic seal, and his hands seemed to hold up a sun, and thousands of golden lights burst out at this moment!

Rub and go!

The golden light, which was extremely dense, collided with the ten thousand sea tides.

Countless golden rays of light were forcibly interrupted by the waves, and the waves themselves were pierced by the golden light, and thousands of holes were removed!

At the same time, he manifested his body from the golden light and the waves, and after making a move, Lian Ling and Ao Jia looked at each other with a trace of solemnity in their eyes.

For now, at least, they can feel the deep pressure from their opponents.

This time, the battle didn't seem to be as easy as expected.

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