Biquge.inforeadx;?" The participating disciples, holding the identity jade medal, according to the ranking of the vassal tribes, stepped forward to receive the competition number plate!" On the central ring, the referee announced.

Yun Yan took a deep breath, a little nervous, a little helpless and desolate.

Slowly getting up, Yun Yan said goodbye to Su Yu and forced a smile: "I hope you can see your fiancée and say hello for me."

Feeling the sadness in Yun Yan's heart, Su Yu bowed his head: "After the competition, no matter what the result is, please wait for a while, I have something I want to give you alone."

Slightly stunned, Yun Yan nervous her heart, stretched a little, pursed her lips and smiled, and left gracefully.

"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 number plate with them.

Taking a light breath, Su Yu stepped forward to get the number plate "111".

"The top 100 competition, starting now, according to the number plate, 3,000 people, divided into 30 teams!

Su Yu is in the tenth group.

"The rules of the top 100 competition, the challenge within the group, volunteer to go to the ring, accept the challenge, if no one dares to fight, the first place in the group will advance to the top 100!"

This kind of rule, slightly unfair, has an element of luck.

If it is in the group, there are extremely terrifying strong people, such as the three heavenly kings of the outer gate, and the rest of the strong people can only drink hatred and miss the top 100.

The advantage is that it saves a lot of time!

"Group 1, the challenge begins!"

The first group, all 30 people, was ready to prepare for the battle.

Whoosh -

A young man with a proud expression flew through the ring, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with a fist: "Everyone, if there is anyone who disobeys my Lingfeng, you can come forward and fight......"

Ling Feng, the peak first-order Saint King powerhouse!Among the outer gates, he is second only to the three heavenly kings, ranking among the top ten.

He naturally has the qualifications to defend the ring.

However, after saying a word, there was silence in the audience, and they all looked at him with strange eyes.

Ling Feng's heart froze, and he looked at his group again.

Suddenly, a figure made his heart tremble, and his face was like paper ashes.

"The first king of the outer gate, Zhao Wuxie!!"

Behind the crowd, a young man of twenty sat in a low-key and silent manner, with a plain green shirt and an ordinary face.

The temperament is peaceful and gives people a sense of intimacy.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhao Wuxie smiled lightly: "The opportunity is rare, you learn from each other, and I will come to the stage later."

Ling Feng's face turned pale, he was silent for a moment, bowed his hand, and walked out of the ring in a dejected manner: "I abstain."

In front of the king on the first day, Ling Feng had no fighting spirit.

The pinnacle second-order Saint King is different from him, and Ling Feng exerts all his strength, but it is difficult to shake a finger of him.

The ring was silent for a moment, but no one went up again, all showing helpless, bitter, and sad expressions.

finally waited for the annual Meteorite Competition, but encountered Zhao Wuxie!

After a moment of silence, Zhao Wuxie sighed lightly and slowly walked into the ring: "But is anyone willing to fight with me Zhao Wuxie?"

Twenty-nine, all with their heads bowed.

In Zhao Wuxie's eyes, the color of disappointment flashed, and a wisp of invincible loneliness wandered around.

In the outer gate, he is the king of loneliness.

There were 3,000 men, but there was no enemy to fight.

During the referee's announcement, Zhao Wuxie walked out of the ring lonely.

The first group competition ended at an unimaginable speed.

Zhao Wuxie, the first king of the outer gate, the supreme king of the three thousand people, and the disciple of the outer gate who is most likely to impact the qualifications of the inner gate in a hundred years.

The next few competitions took half an hour, and each had its own competition.

Until the fifth game.

Within the fifth group, one person jumped out first: "Can someone fight with me Zhao Longyang?"

About twenty years old, dressed in tight black, dark complexion, rough face, vaguely giving people a bit of evil.

His cultivation will reach the terrifying Dacheng Second-Order Saint King!

He is the second king of the outer gate, Zhao Longyang!

Grinning at the moment, it's a bit eerie.

Offstage, there was silence, and the people in the group were jealous and even a little scared on their faces.

For Zhao Wuxie, they are in awe, and they are afraid of Zhao Longyang.

Because Zhao Longyang shot quite ruthlessly, if he fought with him, he would be more or less seriously injured.

So much so that no one responded.

"A bunch of garbage." Zhao Longyang smiled contemptuously and walked out of the ring.

The referee declared Zhao Longyang the winner.

It's another very fast end to the First World War.

Next.

An eighteen-year-old boy with a long body and a lonely look jumped into the ring.

Handsome and cold, standing with arms crossed, his eyes are as cold as frost, giving people a chilling feeling.

Its cultivation has reached the terrifying Xiaocheng Second-Order Saint King!

This person is the third heavenly king of the outer gate, Jiang Ming.

"But someone will fight me?"

Under the ring, there was a peak first-order saint king who was unlucky to come to the stage.

"Zhao Lin, I am willing to fight with you." Zhao Lin is a rare female external powerhouse.

After jumping into the ring, immediately shoot.

"Golden Flower Finger!" Zhao Linyu tapped his hand, and the five golden lights shone on the audience, which was very dazzling.

Many spectators, close their eyes.

Zhao Lin was hiding in the golden light, and it was difficult to distinguish her figure.

Whoosh -

Suddenly. [,!] Suddenly, a bare hand, from within the golden light, suddenly leaned out and hit Jiang Ming's body.

At this time, Jiang Ming, under the dazzling golden light, couldn't open his eyes.

This palm was silent, and Jiang Ming couldn't defend himself.

However!

Ahh

A scream came from within the golden light.

Zhao Lin's delicate body was like an electric shock and flew upside down.

I saw Jiang Ming's shoulder, and slowly withdrew it.

Just now, Jiang Ming just shook his shoulders and shook Zhao Lin away.

"Carving insect skills, dare to be ugly?" 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 battle for speed.

The next many group battles are remarkable, but they are far less amazing than they are now.

Even if Su Yu is in the tenth battle.

In this group, except for Su Yu, there is no Saint King!

Flying through the ring, Su Yu released a trace of the aura of the Saint King, and looked around at the twenty-nine people: "If there is a challenger, please try it as soon as possible, and fight quickly!"

He can't wait to fight the strongest of the Falling Star, enter the inner gate, and take Xian'er away!

The outer disciples before the ring were all unfamiliar, and no one knew this fourteen-year-old first-order saint king.

"I'll try it." A half-step Saint King jumped into the ring.

He was about twenty-five years old, with a fierce expression and a full of evil spirit.

"Liu Leopard, it is said that he has challenged the first-order Saint King, and he will not fall behind, he has been hunting in the mountains all the year round, and he has rich experience in actual combat, and many people who have just entered the Saint King are unable to help him."

Licking his lips slightly, Liu Leopard secretly pondered, if he could defeat this little saint king, even if it was difficult to enter the top ten, he could enter the top 100 in such an amazing way, and he would definitely become famous.

"Drink!" the leopard man is as his name suggests, his shot is concise and crisp, fast and fast.

In the blink of an eye, he slammed a punch into Su Yu's face.

Seeing Su Yu's movements so slow, he was overjoyed, and sure enough, he was a junior who had not experienced actual combat and was promoted with drugs.

However, the leopard punched, and it was difficult to go on.

Because Su Yu's silver hair floated over, and when he lightly touched his fist, his body turned into an ice sculpture.

From beginning to end, Su Yu never made a move.

"Is there anyone else?" Su Yu indifferently glanced at the remaining twenty-eight people.

Under the ring, there was silence, the Holy King was really powerful!

In this group, Su Yu had no suspense and advanced to the top 100.

The few who noticed this battle were envious and jealous, especially the few defeated peak first-order saint kings, and they were even more resentful: "It's really lucky, if it's me, why don't you worry about not being in the top hundred?"

Although Su Yu ended the battle quickly, he did not win amazingly, but despised more.

The next twenty battles were uneventful.

At the same time, there are several lucky ones.

Wu Pangyun, the opponent is only a Xiaocheng first-order Saint King, and he is easily defeated.

Yun Yan was in a similar situation to Su Yu, there was no Saint King in the group.

The top 100 competition is out, led by the three kings, and the three strange rookies with excellent luck are also the focus of attention.

"The top ten competition, start now! A total of one hundred and two people, randomly divided into nine groups, in each group, the strongest one advances!"

Everyone has the qualification to lose twice, lose once, you can continue to challenge once, and if you lose both times, you will be out on the spot!"

This method is a slight waste of time, but it is fair.

The people who had paid attention to Su Yu had their eyes lit up, and the corners of their mouths were playful: "It seems that Su Yu and that Wu Pangyun are so easy to use it that they have assigned a group with Jiang Ming of the Three Heavenly Kings."

"Huh...... In this way, how can a group of people with a large element of luck be qualified to win the honor of the top 100? Kick them out as soon as possible, so as to show the grade and specifications of the meteorite competition, not all cats and dogs can be famous at will."

Above the ring.

"In the first battle, Jiang Ming vs. Wu Pangyun!" The referee regards the player's cultivation as a level and arranges a competition from high to low.

Hearing this, many viewers couldn't help but be happy, the beginning is the king of heaven against the luck rookie, interesting!

Wu Pangyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, secretly saying that he could still enter the top nine, but among the top 100, he encountered the three heavenly kings!

Jiang Ming stood with his arms crossed, his eyes were indifferent, and he said arrogantly: "Make a move! Your good luck has been exhausted!"

Gritting his teeth, Wu Pangyun suddenly made a move!

"Breaking the Moon Palm!!" The Great Perfection of the Divine and Other Exercises instilled all the aura of the Dacheng First-Order Saint King, which was extremely terrifying.

Jiang Ming stood still, his eyes were indifferent, and his eyes did not reflect the figure of Wu Pangyun at all.

His eyes at the moment are very subtle, and he exquisitely interprets what it means to be unseen!

Bang Bang -

Wu Pangyun slapped and thundered into Jiang Ming's chest!

However, the Upang Cloud is like shaking a boulder!

Poof――

The infinite power of the shock made his organs tremble and vomit blood on the spot!

"Wu Pang Yun, defeat!" the referee announced indifferently.

In the audience, there was a lot of ridicule.

"Is it finally revealed? Zhao Lin was shocked away, he was stupid and didn't pull a few bombardments, and it was strange if he didn't vomit blood!"

In the sound of abuse, Wu Pangyun was ashamed.

"In the second battle, Jiang Ming vs. Su Yu!"

When he stepped down, Su Yu passed by and walked to the ring.

Too sensitive, Wu Pangyun always felt that Su Yu had shown a mocking look when he passed by him.

. [,！]

"Su Yu!" With a low sigh of shame, Wu Pangyun paused and stared at Su Yu's back.

Su Yu turned back indifferently: "What's the matter?"

Seeing Wu Pangyun glaring at him, in his heart, there was a burst of inexplicability.

Where did he provoke the clouds?

"The surname Su, don't be proud! You and I are of equal strength, I have been defeated, how good can you be? Humiliate me now, aren't you afraid that you will be humiliated later?" Wu Pang Yun said angrily.

Su Yu was slightly stunned, and immediately understood Wu Pangyun's mentality of seeing the wind and rain at the moment.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he squeezed out a mocking arc: "Waste!"

"You want my taunt, and you do." Su Yu looked helpless and turned around and went to the ring.

"You!!" Wu Pangyun's face turned blue and red.

"Okay! I'll see how you end!"

Jiang Ming stood proudly, in his eyes, there was still no one in his eyes, and there was no Su Yu.

"Another junior with excellent luck......" Jiang Ming sighed softly, and then his eyes lit up.

"You guys don't deserve to fight with me, but this is the ring, Jiang can only reluctantly make it difficult!" A trace of deep disgust condensed his face: "So! Shoot! Fight quickly!"

It seems that with a person like Su Yu who comes by luck, even if he is in the same ring, he will be disgusted.

"Quick decision?good!" Su Yu's eyes were flat: "So, please make a move, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to make a move!"

Today's three watches, twelve o'clock and one more.