Grabbing a Hottie to be My Wife

Yecha God landed on the high platform of Baiyu square. He looked at everyone with his eyes. He waited for a long time, and then he said, "everyone, welcome to this hundred ethnic groups meeting! The God of Shura is in the process of cultivation, so I will preside over this meeting! "

In a word, he didn't speak very loud, but it made everyone feel like thunder.

"As usual, there's nothing extra special about this meeting. We Shura people have lived on this land for thousands of years..."

Yecha said a lot about the Shura race, but most of them were not nutritious words, and Yang Chen was listening all the time.

In this way, about an hour later, Yasha changed his tone: "this is the general situation of the hundred ethnic groups meeting. Then, the next time is to hold the grand ceremony of the hundred ethnic groups meeting."

"Rules, as we all know, this is a world of young people, so you can choose a young disciple from your race to fight. If you win the top three, you will naturally have the opportunity to contact our gods, practice next to them, obtain resources and promote them!"

"As always, the accomplishments of all contestants should not exceed the accomplishments of the golden elixir period. Each race can only choose one person to come out and conduct a total of three tests. Those who pass the test have the opportunity to enter the Shura Tongtian tower. Only the top three can contact the divine objects, then we can start!"

Listening to this sentence, everyone present is shocked, and Yang Chen seems to understand it. This so-called hundred ethnic Congress is nothing more than a contest, a contest for the strength of these races.

All 100 races can send a young man to challenge. The winner can enter the Shura Tongtian pagoda to practice, and the loser will leave directly.

However, this victory and defeat will naturally be related to the prosperity of a race. If the youth of that race can stand out in this conference, then the reputation and strength of this race will also be enhanced.

So it seems like an ordinary battle, but everyone has a race's future, so the people they choose are obviously the most powerful talents.

Then, within 100 races, their own people were sent out. Obviously, all of them had been carefully selected, and there were 100 young disciples in Baiyu square.

All of these disciples have the strength to build the foundation for the later youth.

"Ha ha, we yecha people will also participate in the hundred nationality meeting." At this time, a young disciple came down from the air. He looked very young, but his whole body was full of a kind of divine light. His strength was super terrible. He was a man of the yecha clan.

See this person, all people are one of surprised, no one thought, this time even the people of the yakha tribe also participated!

For a moment, everyone shook their heads. The yecha people ranked second among the Shura people. Since the yecha people took part in the competition, there was one person in the top three, so there were only two places left.

"Ha ha, that's right. You yecha people all participated. How can we Shura people not participate?"

All of a sudden, there was another thunder in the sky. A red man came down from the sky, also with great strength. He was a bloody and cruel man, the first Shura race!

"What? Did the Shura also take part? What better than that? " When a group of people around saw the two men coming suddenly, they were immediately disappointed. No matter in strength or resources, what these two people have is not comparable to those aristocrats.

So there is no need to suspect, these two people will obviously occupy the top three of the two places!

"In this way, there is still one place left!" One hundred people are disappointed. It's too difficult for one hundred people to fight for a place.

Yang Chen looked at the two men and said: "these two men's blood power is very strong, which can't be compared with those nobles. Their cultivation strength is at least nine floors in the foundation period, right?"

After discovering these, Yang Chen laughed: "it's interesting that the two strongest races, the yecha and Shura, have all joined in. It seems that they will have fun this time!"

At the same time, the night fork God above also nodded, and immediately said: "well, since all the people have arrived, then we can start, the first assessment, start!"

After he said this, he saw ten middle-aged men in gold armor suddenly standing on the top of the ten challenge arena. The ten men had the same appearance, were tall and powerful, and each of them exuded a kind of terrible power. In addition, the gold armor they wore was just like the ten God of war.

"The top ten generals of Shura?" At this time, everyone around was surprised. Looking at the ten people who suddenly appeared, their faces became ugly.

The top ten generals of Shura are famous. Everyone has strong power. It is said that they have no accomplishments, but they can be comparable to the strong ones in the later period of foundation building by their pure physical strength.Every one of these ten people is difficult to deal with, and they have killed many people, killing people like hemp. The murderous spirit alone is enough to frighten others. It's an absolute terrorist role.

All of them watched the ten players go on the court, and all of them began to worry.

At the same time, the night fork God above continued to say: "the assessment of the first level is very simple. You can choose one of the top ten generals at will. If you win, you will pass. If you lose, you will lose!"

"Of course, if anyone can beat ten in a row, he can directly avoid the second round of assessment and enter the third round of assessment!"

The rules are very simple. It's just a fight. But it's very difficult for the young disciples of these nobles to defeat one. It's absolutely unthinkable to defeat ten in a row.

After saying this, Yasha sat on a big chair with a pleasant look on his face and asked Ji Mei, "Ji Mei, tell me, which one of these hundred ethnic groups will stand out this time?"

"This..." Ji Mei laughed and looked at the crowd: "the first and the second, of course, are the Shura people and our yecha people. Besides, I don't think there is anything unusual about the other races!"

"Oh? So no race will stand out this time? " Yasha asked again.

Ji Mei caresses a smile: "otherwise, I just think that there may be a black horse, but this black horse should not be among the hundred clans!"

Finish saying this words, Ji Mei a pair of eyes looked at Yang Chen in the corner, can't help but peep out a kind of mysterious smile.