Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 643, Ten rounds of winning streak

"The tenth duel begins, please enter the contestant who has drawn the opponent's lottery!"

The minister of the Ministry of War presided over the competition methodically, one after another, in full swing.

The first round of all duels is over, and more than half of them have been eliminated. Some supreme geniuses are evenly matched, and they are both hurt and can't tell the winner.
"The second round of draws will now begin."

The Minister of the Ministry of War waved his hand, and teams of imperial city guards held the lottery again and walked to each group of phalanxes.

"I was seriously injured just now, and I need time to heal before I can continue the competition."

"Continuing to compare like this, people will die, we must give time for us to recover our divine power?".
Seeing the lottery in front of them, the supreme geniuses who won the first round complained endlessly, and were reluctant to reach out to draw lots, asking for a pause to recover their divine power and heal their injuries.

"The previous Martial Arts Tournaments of the Heavens were all done at one time, without stopping in the middle. You were injured, others were also injured, and your divine power was consumed a little, so why not others? This is very fair." All winners, "If anyone doesn't want to continue, they can quit at any time!"

"Since you are afraid of death, don't come to participate in the martial arts competition. It's safer than anything else to retreat in your family and sect."

The holy sons of the ancient beast clan looked at the supreme geniuses with contempt. These people from lower forces are not worthy of being called supreme geniuses at all. Only the holy sons and saintesses of the ancient sects are the real supreme geniuses.

The supreme geniuses who won the first round were a little angry, clenched their fists, but they didn't say much. They represent the family and sect behind them, and they are related to the glory of the family and sect. It is impossible to withdraw.

The saint sons and saintesses of the major ancient sects all have a calm expression. They have practiced the treasure of heavenly skills, and they can recover their divine power very quickly, which can fully support fierce battles!

Long Buqi watched all this with cold eyes, and took the lead to take out a jade slip from the stick. The speed of Nilong Kungfu's recovery of divine power was second to none in the Tiangong Collection, so there was no need to worry about the consumption of divine power.

"What kind of exercise are you majoring in? Don't you worry about the consumption of divine power in such a fierce confrontation?"

The Ninth Princess was a little surprised. Except for the position of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter of the Ancient Gate, all the other supreme geniuses requested to suspend the restoration of divine power. Only this young man in green shirt didn't seem worried at all, and decisively drew the lottery first.

"The genius in Lingxu Cave is too weak, and he defeated him with one move, without consuming too much divine power at all. Next, he won't have such good luck!"

Yesterday he gave the young man in green a celestial medicine for free, but he didn't find out how he broke the Nine Steps of the Demon.

"That's true. The genius in Lingxu Cave is indeed too weak. He is the only one among all the contestants who was defeated by one move."

Princess Jiu glanced at the two of them strangely. She didn't know what kind of enmity they had, so she couldn't help but chuckled. Even if other geniuses meet the saint son and saint daughter of the ancient sect, they can support dozens of moves. The genius of Lingxu Cave But he was defeated by the green-clothed boy with one move. On the one hand, the genius in Lingxu Cave was too weak, and on the other hand, it could be seen that the green-clothed boy was very strong.

"It's nothing to defeat an opponent with one move. The saint sons and saintesses of the ancient sect can do it, but they just don't want to do it. After all, these geniuses represent the family and sect behind them, and they always want to give others a little face, unlike Some people defeated the genius of Lingxu Cave with one move, what's the face of Lingxu Cave?"

Murong Xun sneered, and said that the young man in green shirt was worthless. In fact, there was another reason he didn't say. The saint son and saint daughter of the ancient sect wanted to preserve their strength and fight for the final crown, and didn't want to expose too much in advance .

"What Brother Murong said is very true. Some people are self-righteous when they have a little strength. If they meet me later, I will let him know what a real strong person is!"

The holy son of the ancient beast tribe also glanced coldly at the young man in green, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"People from low-level forces are just a foil after all. It's useless to show off no matter how good you are. Once you meet the saint son and saint daughter of the ancient sect, you will only be defeated."

The saintess of the Eight Desolation Ancient Sect smiled sweetly, with a beautiful face, but there was undisguised discrimination in her voice.

"None of you should rob me, I will kill him with my own hands later!"

A trace of resentment flashed in Murong Xun's eyes. Since his debut, he has never lost a single defeat. However, he capsized in the gutter and suffered a big loss at the hands of this young man in green. wash away his shame.

"If he meets me first, I can't deliberately lose to him, can I?"

The saint of the Eight Desolation Ancient Sect is a little helpless, her goal is the ultimate laurels.

"Brother Murong, don't worry, if he meets me first, I will save his life. After the martial arts competition, it won't be too late for Brother Murong to seek revenge on him."

The holy son of the ancient beast clan sneered.

"Okay then, when you meet him, no matter what, please be lenient and let me kill him with my own hands!"

Murong Xun was also helpless. After all, the rules of the competition were to draw lots to determine the opponent. The three were in the fifth group. It was not up to him to decide who would meet the young man in blue first.

Long Buqi glanced at the three of them indifferently, but remained silent from the beginning to the end, just like looking at the three clowns, no need to say anything, strength is the best proof.

The saint sons and saintesses of the various ancient sects looked at the fifth group with great interest. The three of them seemed to be targeting the young man in the green shirt. In fact, they didn't like the young man in the green shirt. The young man in green clothes was famous in the dynasty, and the limelight once overshadowed them. They looked down on people from lower powers from the bottom of their hearts. No matter how brilliant the young man in blue clothes was, he was not qualified to be equal to them.

Hundreds of thousands of gods have strange eyes, and the whole martial arts field is filled with a strange atmosphere. The young man in green clothes from Fulong Mountain defeated Murong Xun, which dealt a great blow to the prestige of the Tianmo Sect, and even the prestige of the major ancient sects was also affected. It has fallen to the bottom. After all, Tianmozong is also one of the ancient sects. In the previous martial arts competitions, there has never been a precedent for the ancient sect to lose to the lower forces. This makes the saints and saintesses of the major ancient sects full of enthusiasm for the young man in green clothes. They all want to eliminate the youth in green shirts with their own hands, so as to defend the myth of the ancient gate being invincible.

boom!
Game after game, round after round, more and more people were eliminated, and fewer and fewer people remained. By the tenth round, there were only a dozen or so people left in each group.

"Fulong Mountain is invincible!"

"Fulong Mountain will win!".
I don't know who yelled first, hundreds of thousands of gods followed suit, very excited, they have been watching the battle of the young man in green shirt, among the only dozen or so people left in the fifth group, the young man in green shirt stands out, he has already He has won ten rounds in a row, and every duel is a one-shot defeat of the opponent!
The faces of the saints and saints of all the ancient sects are not very good-looking. In the previous martial arts competitions, the spectators are all cheering for the ancient sect. Hundreds of thousands of gods unanimously cheer for a low-level force. This is unprecedented. Things like this, how embarrassing they, the holy sons and saints, are!
(End of this chapter)