I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

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Nodded towards Wu Hua, and turned his head to look at the scene.

At this time, there was not only a piece of sky above the arena, but also a few disciples of the Shushan League who hadn’t seen before, all of whom were of the ranks of the gods, and they were the inner disciples of the elders.

These disciples woven a light curtain along the safe passage on the edge of the arena to block the light of spiritual power emitted during the fight in the arena and avoid hurting the outside spectators.

After all, there are many disciples in the audience of various sects at this time.

Even if it’s not a power-level spirit body, I don’t want to watch the battle and have to beware of being accidentally injured by the light of spiritual power during the battle.

The light curtain can only block the light of the inner spiritual power from leaking and hurting people, but it will not block the line of sight, so it does not affect the spectator.

I can see that all the contestants have entered the arena: “Well, just like the rules of the ranks, each look for opponents and try to get them out of the arena. The number of people who enter the semi-finals is still one hundred. Now we can start.”

Players of all sects quickly interspersed. The strong sect players are looking for, first of all, the weaker sect players. They think that the strength of those sect players should be relatively weak and they are the objects to be eliminated.

And those weak and small players are also particularly speechless. At the beginning of this preliminary round, they are likely to be forced to leave the field, and they are not reconciled, so naturally they have to fight hard. Only by revealing their own strength and making those with eyes long above their heads hurt, they will remember that it is not that the school is weak, but all the disciples are weak.

Of course, in most cases, the overall strength of the disciples of the weak sect is still quite large compared to the strong sect. Only a few disciples who are against the sky can stay. Therefore, before noon, many small sect players were cleared and left.

The rest of the field is at least moderate and strong martial arts players with a certain level of strength. And these players, plus the talented players of the small sect, the total number is as much as seven or eight hundred.

The competition has finally become fierce. Regardless of whether your martial arts were strong in the past, now, being able to walk here shows that their strength cannot be underestimated. But only one hundred people entered the semi-finals. Therefore, those strong players, no matter which sect he comes from, are thinking that as long as they are not his own, the opponent is not strong enough to enter the semi-finals, then I will rush them first. Appearance.

Their thoughts are naturally different from those of players who are not too strong. The strength is not too strong, just thinking of driving away other players of the same strength, but not dare to provoke those strong players.

Being watched by high-powered players, they would rather save their strength, give up the game, and choose to escape.

Therefore, for a time, the light of spiritual power in the field flew around, some were fighting, some evading, some looking for opponents, and there was chaos in full swing.

The elimination speed of the players has also slowed down significantly. Now to eliminate a player, it often requires multiple players to be stronger, and for some weaker players, multi-angle containment and removal.

The weak are so pitiful.

Their own strength is not enough to fight the strong. Not only are they not respected by the strong, let alone shelter, they will even encircle them in unison.

It’s sad to think about it.

However, the quota for entering the semi-finals has caused many players who think they are capable of entering the semi-finals to feel that they must do so.