Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

Final ranking day.

In the center of the Nine Cities Battlefield, four black and gold arenas rose up.

Nanjiang, Didu, Mohai, and Tianfu each occupy one station.

The rules will be announced soon.

Each team sends one reigning champion to defend their title, while the other teams take turns challenging them.

Defend the title and win, gain one point.

If you win the challenge, you will receive two points and become the new champion.

The player with the highest final score will be ranked first in Nine Cities.

On the Nanjiang arena, Shen Ye was the first to step forward.

There were no unnecessary movements.

Night Feather landed on his shoulder, Zhu Jiu sank into the shadows, and Long Yuan stood behind him with his arms crossed.

Three tamed beasts, three different auras.

Netherfire, Shadow, Battle Blood.

Shen Ye stood there, like a sword that had been drawn from its sheath.

Countless eyes fell upon the player in the stands.

"Is he really going to stay?"

"They just withstood Qin Wuji's Heavenly Tribulation of Thunder yesterday, and they still dare to be the first to go today?"

"Is there no one left in Nanjiang?"

"It's not that there's no one else, it's that he's the most ruthless."

Han Pojun stood below the stage, his brows slightly furrowed.

He knew, of course, that Shen Ye would stand guard.

But to his surprise, Shen Ye looked at the referee as soon as he stepped onto the stage.

"Nanjiang Arena, accepting continuous challenges."

The referee was taken aback.

"There is no mandatory recovery time for consecutive challenges."

Shen Ye said, "No need."

These words immediately caused an uproar.

Luo Lie gasped in surprise from below the stage.

"I knew it, the three games he mentioned weren't three games."

Gu Chen said softly, "He wants to take away the challenge slots of the three opposing teams."

Xiao Jue grinned.

"He's a bit crazy."

"But I like it."

The first challenger quickly went up on stage.

The vice-captain of the Demon Sea, a peak third-tier cultivator, whose contracted beast is a peak third-tier Raging Tide Dragon.

He did not underestimate Shen Ye.

Upon making his move, he summoned a rudimentary form of aquatic domain, attempting to restrict Shen Ye's movements with water pressure.

Shen Ye only said one sentence:

"Night Feather".

The ghostly flames fell.

Water vapor evaporates.

As soon as the raging Flood Dragon charged out, it collided head-on with the Dragon Abyss.

One punch.

The dragon's head smashed into the ground.

Zhu Jiu emerged from the shadows, and the Nine Netherworld Shadows locked the Beast Tamer's legs.

Shen Ye Dao rested his back on the other person's shoulder.

boom!

First battle, victory.

[Nanjiang successfully defended his title, +1 point.]

The second person to take the stage was a sword cultivator from Tianfu.

Peak third tier, skilled in fast swordsmanship, his green leaf sword energy filled the arena.

Shen Ye did not draw his sword.

The myriad beast divine patterns lit up.

Ye Yu and Zhu Jiu reunited.

His figure disappeared into the shadows, and when he reappeared, he was already standing behind the other person.

The scabbard of the short sword was pressed against his back.

You lost.

Second battle, victory.

The third team is from the capital city.

The lightning-type beast tamer was clearly there to wear Shen Ye down.

Purple lightning filled the arena, attempting to force Shen Ye to use his lightning resistance.

Shen Ye saw through his intentions.

So he let Long Yuan go.

Long Yuan grinned, activated his Battle Body, and charged forward despite the lightning.

Three punches.

The lightning-type beast tamer lay down.

The fourth punch stopped in front of the Beijing team member.

The man's face turned deathly pale.

"I surrender."

The third battle, victory.

Han Pojun's expression remained serious.

Because Shen Ye won too quickly.

Fast doesn't mean no consumption.

Each time the Myriad Beasts Divine Rune is activated, it burns away one's vital energy and spirit.

But Shen Ye did not step down.

He looked at the other three arenas.

"continue."

The fourth challenger is Mo Hai Chu Jinglan.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Chu Jinglan walked onto the stage and sighed.

"I didn't want to come so early."

Shen Ye said, "It's not too late now."

Chu Jinglan smiled.

"Shen Ye, you are indeed very strong."

"But I still want to try and see if you can break through the entire ocean tide domain."

The phantom of the Demon Whale of the Vast Ocean appeared.

On the arena, the tide rose out of nowhere.

Chu Jinglan did not hold back.

The fourth-order domain has fully unfolded.

Shen Ye felt a sudden increase in pressure beneath his feet, as if an entire deep sea was pressing down on his shoulders.

Night Feather's Netherfire was constantly being worn down by the moisture.

Zhu Jiu's Shadow Escape was also interfered with by the reflection of the tide.

Longyuan's charge speed has slowed down.

This is Chu Jinglan's strongest fighting style.

I don't seek an instant kill, I only seek to trap and kill them.

Shen Ye felt the pressure of the surrounding ocean tides and suddenly closed his eyes.

The myriad beast divine patterns lit up.

It's not Ye Yu.

It's not Longyuan.

It is actually Zhu Jiu.

A dark blue pattern spread from the corner of his eye.

The entire water reflection on the arena was reflected into his senses.

"A domain is not without its shadows."

Shen Ye opened his eyes.

Zhu Jiu emerged from the shadows of the sea tide.

The breath of the Nine Nether Dragons surged forth.

A dark, hollow space was burned into the ocean's territory.

Shen Ye stepped into the void, Night Feather Netherfire wrapped around his blade, and Dragon Abyss fought with a blood pressure punch.

He rushed to Chu Jinglan.

He threw a punch.

Chu Jinglan was forced back three steps.

A crack appeared in the ocean's surface.

Ye Yu’s ghostly phoenix soul was buried.

Chu Jinglan's face paled slightly, and he finally withdrew his domain.

"I lost."

Fourth battle, victory.

Nanjiang Arena Points: Four points.

The stands were silent for a moment, then erupted in cheers.

Shen Ye simply looked up at Qin Wuji on the arena in the capital.

The meaning is obvious.

Your turn.