C896 One Hundred and Twenty-five

896: 125.

The small ranking competition ended.

All the top forces in Heavenly Dragon Region have a place in the competition. Almost all of them had occupied two places.

One country, three families, and ten sects.

A total of fourteen small arenas were occupied by them.

The hidden family, Feng family, occupied one of the arenas. The Ming family, which possessed the inheritance of the Ming Emperor, also had one arenas. In short, almost every second step of the Heavenly Dragon Region also had a small arenas.

Including the top forces of the first step. On top of the fifty small rings, thirty of them were occupied by them. The remaining twenty small arenas were divided among the other forces.

There were factions on the third tier, and there were alliances formed by rogue cultivators.

The third round of the elimination round had ended just like that.

The real ranking matches officially began.

"Boom!"

The 50 small arenas suddenly combined into two, and the 50 arenas turned into 25. The 25 arenas turned into 5, and the 5 arenas turned into 1, forming a huge arena.

The huge arena was formed, followed by a faint dragon roar. It was as if the Hidden Dragon City was cheering for the young generation of the 500 who had entered the ranking competition.

"Buzzing! Buzzing!"

All of a sudden, Five hundred rays of purple light descended from the sky above the Hidden Dragon City. The purple light turned into the shape of a dragon. No, it was more accurate to say that it was still in the form of a flood dragon. Only after the ranking competition ended, the top three flood dragons would truly transform into true dragons.

If he wanted to transform the flood dragon into a true dragon, he would have to break away from the dragon's body and transform into a dragon's body. That was to continuously defeat his opponent and seize the dragon qi from his opponent.

The shape of the Flood Dragon was big and small. This was based on the strength of each person.

For example, the Three Stars. They were the top three geniuses of the previous Martial Dao Competition. The Flood Dragon behind them was thousands of feet long, and it was far larger than the others. Even War Star, who was at the end of the three stars, was over seven hundred meters tall. The number one Dragon Star had broken through nine hundred meters, and was worthy of being called the number one genius of the Heavenly Dragon Region.

The other ten were not bad either. Each of them was five to six hundred meters tall.

"Roar!"

The Flood Dragon behind Dragon Star Loong Xingchen raised its head and roared towards the sky. It let out a series of deafening roars, causing the Flood Dragon behind the others to lower its head and surrender, not daring to fight against it.

Only the other two stars could fight against it. The Flood Dragon behind the Mysterious Star Huangfu Qi and War Star Liu Ziloong still maintained its posture of raising its head. It didn't yield, but it still couldn't resist it.

As for Jian Ao, the Flood Dragon behind him was still in the form of a Flood Dragon. After all, this was his first time participating in the Martial Dao Competition, and his cultivation base was the lowest. There was no record of him in the Hidden Dragon City.

"It seems like the only way to transform a Flood Dragon into a True Dragon is to plunder and plunder. "

Jian Ao noticed the Flood Dragon behind him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Buzz buzz!"

Suddenly, another five hundred rays of light descended from the sky and stopped in front of the five hundred people.

"One hundred!"

Jian Ao looked at the number on the purple card in front of him and read it lightly.

Thinking about it, this purple card was the order for the contestants to enter the ring. After all, everything had to follow a rule.

Five percent was two parts, one to two hundred and fifty.

As the name implied, Jian Ao's opponent was a martial artist with a hundred points.

"Swoosh!"

After the allocation was done, the five hundred people were sent out from the huge arena. Obviously, the ranking competition had officially begun.

"Buzz buzz!"

Two rays of light descended from the sky and enveloped two of the 500 martial artists. Clearly, these two people were number one.

Their cultivation levels were similar. They were both at the Sword Lord Peak.

As soon as the two of them entered the arena, a heated battle broke out. The two of them exchanged blows. I'll do it, you do it. The entire arena was filled with their figures. Colorful martial techniques filled the arena.

After a thousand moves. In the end, it was still one of the youths wearing green clothes who narrowly defeated his opponent with a single move.

"Buzz buzz!"

After the battle ended, the light lit up once again. Their injuries, which could be seen with the naked eye, instantly recovered. Of course, they were also kicked out of the arena.

"That light actually has a healing effect. "

Jian Ao said faintly. He said lightly: "It seems like the Martial Dao Competition in Hidden Dragon City isn't just fighting. "

This was only the first round of the ranking competition, and it was also the elimination round. All the warriors who lost could not go on stage again.

Only in the top ten would they have the chance to challenge the top ten.

Hidden Dragon City was considered fair.

But, was it possible? Was it possible to succeed? Those who could make it into the top ten were all the famous young generation in Heavenly Dragon Region. They were powerful enough to look down on all the young generation. Even the older generation might not be able to defeat them.

It was virtually impossible to defeat them.

Those who made it into the top ten were all fought for by their own strength.

Time passed. One elimination round after another passed just like that.

Soon, it was Jian Ao's turn to enter the top one hundred.

In other words, a hundred rounds had already been carried out.

The light beam descended once again and enveloped Jian Ao's body, pulling him onto the arena. After that, another person was drawn onto the arena.

Jian Ao's opponent was a disciple of the second tier of the Heavenly Dragon Region. The name of the disciple of the Zhao family was Zhao Ritian. His cultivation base had reached the peak of the Late Period of Sword King Stage, and he was one of the top geniuses.

The moment Zhao Ritian saw Jian Ao, his face fell.

The scene of Jian Ao fighting Chiu Wanqian was still imprinted in his mind, and it was still vivid in his mind.

Although he, Zhao Ritian, was strong, he was still weaker than Chiu Wanqian, let alone Jian Ao.

"I admit that you are strong, but it is impossible for you to make me admit defeat. I, Zhao Ritian, am definitely not the kind of person who can struggle at death's door!"

Zhao Ritian seemed to be saying vicious words, but it was more like he was encouraging himself.

"But before that, can you tell me your name?"

Zhao Ritian looked at Jian Ao with a "bala bala" in his eyes.

"Your name is Zhao Ritian? Am I right?"

Jian Ao asked.

Zhao Ritian nodded his head. He had asked for his name, so why would he ask such a question?

Jian Ao nodded and said, "Then I will be called Ye Liangchen!"

Ye Liangchen and Zhao Ritian were super Internet celebrities in his previous life. He did not expect that in this world, there was actually someone who named Zhao Ritian. Alright, he would also need Ye Liangchen to make a name for himself, so that his name would shine in True Spirit Continent.

"Ye Liangchen?" Zhao Ritian heard it and nodded, "Good name!"

"But so what if you are Ye Liangchen? I am Zhao Ritian, who am I afraid of?"

"Watch my move!"

Zhao Ritian waved his hand and the sword in his hand flew out. It turned into a huge circle in the air and surrounded Jian Ao.

"That's right, you even dare to sun in the sky, who else can you be afraid of?!" Jian Ao smiled. Without even looking at it, he casually threw out a punch. "Bang!" The sword ring instantly shattered, turning into a circle of light and dissipating. Zhao Ritian was sent flying off the arena.

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Zhao Ritian went up quickly, and also came down quickly. One punch, just one punch. The power of one punch was enough to make Zhao Ritian lose.

Everyone knew that Zhao Ritian wasn't a match for Ye Liangchen. After all, not even the number one genius of the enemy, Chiu Wanqian, was a match for him. Zhao Ritian couldn't even be compared to Chiu Wanqian, so how could he be a match for him?

However, they had never thought that it would be so fast.

He couldn't even withstand a single punch.

A single punch broke through Zhao Ritian's sword circle. Then, the powerful aftershock sent Zhao Ritian flying.

Everyone had a higher opinion of Ye Liangchen.

After Jian Ao made his move, the Three Demons Ten Absolute attacked as well, defeating their respective opponents with a single strike. This was especially true for the three demons. They didn't even attack their opponents, they just admitted defeat.

Perhaps it was because there was a spirit in Hidden Dragon City that the three demons and the thirteen men didn't encounter each other. All of their opponents were weaker warriors.

Perhaps, in the eyes of Hidden Dragon City, these people were all seed level figures and had to stay until the end.

. . .

The 250 battles ended just like that. This meant that two hundred and fifty people had leveled up.

"Dong. . . "

The second round of eliminations in Hidden Dragon City followed closely behind.

Two hundred and fifty people were divided into two groups, one hundred and twenty-five people in a group.

The scene was bustling with activity. The arena was filled with dazzling fireworks, and there was no pause at all.

Jian Ao attacked once again. This time, his opponent's strength was about the same as Zhao Ritian's, but he was still sent off the stage by Jian Ao with a single punch.

Jian Ao's punch was over a million kilograms in size, and there weren't many people who could withstand one of his punches.

Even if he didn't use his full strength, he was still invincible. The three demons would never attack, and no one could compare to him.

As the battles ended one after another.

The three hundred meter long Flood Dragon behind Jian Ao had already turned into over five hundred meters, which was comparable to the previous ten demon beasts. After all, he had defeated his opponents with a single punch, and in the darkness, he had stolen even more of their dragon qi.

The Ten Extremes were even more terrifying. The five thousand feet long Flood Dragon had grown to seven thousand feet in size. Fortunately, the length of the arena was more than enough to accommodate all of them. As for the three demons, the progress of the Flood Dragon behind them was extremely slow. It could even be said that it hadn't grown at all.

After all, their flood dragons were already long enough. If they wanted to grow further, they would need to plunder the Ten Ultimate Ones or above to have a significant improvement.

. . .

The real qualifiers did not have any interesting points in the early stages of the competition. Only in the end would there be truly interesting points.

"Boom!"

When the top 125 was completely born, the huge arena shook with a loud bang, celebrating the appearance of these 125 people.

These one hundred and twenty-five people were at least Late Period of Sword King Stage warriors. Their strength was formidable, and they were all at least geniuses. Every single one of them was a genius. They were the mainstay of a power, and they could even become the face of a weaker power.

The Flood Dragons behind these 125 people were. . . The number of Flood Dragons behind them was at least five hundred zhang.

The people from the factions were also chosen from the one hundred and twenty-five people.

After all, the one hundred and twenty-five people were all talented and powerful enough to become a Minor Martial Grandmaster or even a Martial Grandmaster.

"Buzz buzz!"

The first two rounds of the Ranking Tournament were elimination rounds, and the third round was the points tournament.

One hundred and eight generals were arranged.

As the name implied, the top 108 could be ranked in the Hidden Dragon Rank.

The Hidden Dragon City once again divided the one hundred and twenty-five people into five parts. The huge arena was also divided into five parts.

"Swoosh!"

The light beam enveloped Jian Ao's body, allowing him to be the first one to step onto the arena.

"Swoosh!"

As Jian Ao went on stage, a member of their group also went on stage.

It was a rogue cultivator, a bald monk, who claimed to be standing. He didn't belong to any sect in Heavenly Dragon Region, but his strength was obvious to all.

His strength had actually reached the Sword King Peak.

To be able to reach the Sword King Peak as a rogue cultivator, his luck must be very strong. He might not fall into the category of seed disciples cultivated by the top powers in the Heavenly Dragon Region. He could definitely be ranked as a quasi-Peerless Heavenly Prodigy.

If it wasn't because of his background, perhaps he would have become a quasi-Peerless Heavenly Prodigy figure a long time ago.

"Ye Liangchen? My strength is not something that Zhao Ritian can compare with. In fact, in my opinion, my strength is stronger than Chiu Wanqian. " Monk Lidi said.

When Chiu Wanqian heard this, he raised his brows and said with killing intent, "Little monk, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't speak nonsense. You might get yourself killed!"

Monk Lidi chuckled and said, "If you don't accept it, we can give it a try later!"

"Let's give it a try. I'm afraid you won't even have the qualifications to enter the Hidden Dragon Rank!"

Chiu Wanqian said without showing any signs of weakness.

Monk Lidi shrugged his shoulders and said: "Then let's wait and see!" After that, he looked at Jian Ao and said, "Ye Liangchen, show me your true strength. Let me take a look. "

Jian Ao smiled.

Although Monk Lidi was a monk, he was different from any other monk. A monk paid attention to the color of emptiness and emptiness, but he had abandoned all of this and was full of utilitarian.

He was really not an ordinary monk.

"Monk Lidi, do you know that your Buddhist Master is like this?"

Jian Ao asked plainly.

Monk Lidi smiled and said, "I don't belong to any sect. Where did my master come from? Let's talk about it later. Our Buddha Sect was destroyed in the ancient era and no longer exists. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. What's the use of guarding these broken rules?"

Jian Ao nodded and said, "Indeed. It's useless to follow these rules!"

"Cut the crap. Let's see what we can do!"

Monk Lidi struck out Buddhist characters.

"Pan-Nuo Wen Palm!"

As he struck out with his palm, Buddhist characters appeared. There was the sound of an eminent monk chanting, and it was actually filled with a purifying technique.

"Hmm?" Jian Ao raised his brows slightly. He felt that the killing intent on his body seemed to have faded under this Buddha's voice. He actually wanted to get rid of it.

"Buddha is a Buddha, a sect that can cleanse everything. It is worthy of being called the sect that was respected in the ancient times!"

Jian Ao said with emotion.

"Swoosh!"

Jian Ao didn't think much about it. He threw out another punch. Bang! Bang! He used his strength to break through all techniques. The words that floated over. . . They were instantly scattered and dissipated into the horizon.

"He is indeed powerful!"

Monk Lidi's expression became serious. He made another hand gesture and a strong Buddha light was emitted from his body.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

"Great Compassion and Great Compassion Palm!"

He struck out with his palm. It was as if his palm was filled with a strong sense of compassion, as if it wanted to move Jian Ao.