C30 My name is ni!

That was a woman, the direct descendent of a king in Eastern Palace. She was seen by that king as the apple of his eye, how could she have ended up like this?

"Why does Mask Man have no grace!" The crowd began to discuss with one another. This completely overturned their understanding.

"Heh, have you forgotten about the princess of Yun Chao? Brother Scissor doesn't mind men and women, suppress them all! "

On the arena, although Xia Yang's voice was very frivolous, the face under the mask was very cold. If he could, he really wanted to kill this woman. However, this was not a life and death arena, so he couldn't see too much blood.

Moreover, he had promised that old Yang Mu that he would stop with a lot of things!

Xia Tong could feel Xia Yang's killing intent, and her entire body was trembling. She did not know when she had offended this Mask Man, but how could he have such killing intent?

"Pah!"

In the end, Xia Yang swung his hand and slapped Xia Tong out of the competition grounds. Witnessing the number of cultivators that had gathered to watch the competition, the female elite of Eastern Palace was slapped eleven times.

"Brother Scissor is making a big fuss, full of confidence!" Everyone cried out in alarm.

After that, Xia Yang swaggered onto another stage, which was the top of the sixty-four stages to the top thirty-two.

After each group of cultivators had advanced to the top 32, they would all go up to the high platform and then continue to randomly draw lots to get into the top 16.

In the Heavenly Palace, Great Sage was sweating profusely. In truth, the battle between Xia Yang and Xia Tong was arranged by Battle Spirit Lord, he was testing Xia Yang to see if he was trying to kill the person from Eastern Palace. If he did, Battle Spirit Lord might give up on him.

All of the arenas were extremely intense, and every single one of them used all of their skills to bring out the biggest Battle Power in order to advance and obtain the final placing. This was, on the contrary, a great occasion to test the strength of the Human Clan's younger generation.

"Southern Hall's Snow Shadow wins!"

"Western Temple, Ou Tianyu wins!"

"Northeast Hall, Shentu Xiong wins!"

"Northwest Hall, Nalan Yu is victorious!"

As more and more shouts rang out, more and more elites emerged and the number of elites in the top 32 also increased. This time, half of the participants would be selected, and then the top 32 would enter the top 16.

Heavenly Palace...

"Report …" A city guard general dressed in iron armor reported as he half knelt down to Great Sage.

"What's the matter?"

"Reporting to the Great Sage, hundreds of foreign clan elders have come to the Transfer Array in the center of the city. They said …"

"There's no need to hide anything. Continue on!" Great Sage's eyes were cold as he ordered the city guards to continue.

"They said that the Clans have basically finished their competition, and are waiting for the result of my Human Clan, and said … Saying that you, Great Sage... "You have …" The soldier's voice trembled as he didn't know how to continue.

"You say I cannot be the Great Sage? Such power, you dare to speak so arrogantly in my center city of Human Clan! " Although Great Sage said this, he was actually very shocked. Could it be that the other races have discovered the abnormality of Human Battle Spirit, and are here to investigate it?

"Great Sage shall atone for his sins, my Longxian soldiers have all controlled those elders, they cannot escape even if they have wings!" The soldiers shouted.

"Elder Zhang of over a hundred foreign races. You really can't stop them if they want to leave. Go and tell them, today, my Human Clan will fight for the final one hundred spots!"

"We greet the Great Sage!"

Waiting for the city guards to retreat, on the golden and dazzling pavilion, Great Sage stood alone. He looked in a direction, and that was the top thirty-two stage Xia Yang was on.

"Do I also have to place my hopes on him? "Is that feasible?"

The life and death of hundreds of millions of people in the Human Clan were all under his control. Actually, there were too many humans, and too many of them, but in terms of overall strength, they couldn't compare to some of the large races of other races. If the Battle Spirit collapsed, the Dragon Fault Heavenly Palace and the eight halls of Human Clan collapsed, then what else could the other races have to fear?

Actually, the offering of Ancient Symbol by the tens of thousands of clans could be considered a strategy of the Great Sage. He was betting that Human Clan could achieve a breakthrough in this sacrifice and continue flourishing …

"Since Battle Spirit Lord says that you are the last hope of my Human Clan, then I will go for broke!" Great Sage looked at Xia Yang who was standing on stage with his clothes fluttering in the wind, and spoke to himself.

Following that, the sixty-four people entering the top thirty-two ended. Many cultivators were exhausted, and just as they were about to leave and rest, the entire arena once again rang out with a majestic voice.

"Continue with the Large Competition and determine the final Human Clan of one hundred places!" These were the words that came out of Great Sage's Dragon Fault Heavenly Palace.

Isn't it three days?" The top 64 of the dozen teams went into the top 32 on the first day, the top 16 of the top 32 on the second day, and the top 8 of the top 16 on the third day?

"All the top thirty-two cultivators, mess up the drawing of lots!" The eight Palace Masters were in charge of the competition from eight different directions. Just a moment ago, these eight people had received the orders from the Great Sage and felt an unprecedented sense of pressure.

As a result, their shouts were like thunder, shaking many people's blood and Qi.

After an hour, all the remaining four hundred people had drawn their lots, and the sound of explosions could be heard once again from the arena. This time, the commotion was even louder because only the elites remained.

Xia Yang was also fighting, it was relatively easy, he did not use his full strength, but was suppressing his opponent. His opponent should have already been blown off the competition grounds, but Xia Yang was using his entire strength against him.

"Kill!" Xia Yang's opponent was furious. He raised one hand and smashed it towards Xia Yang. Apparently, this person didn't use his full strength either.

"The elites of the Blood Dragon Sect are finally going to use their full strength!"

Several dynasties respected this Sect, and their sect master was a great cultivator. It was said that the background of this Sect was even more terrifying, as it was said that this Sect was an old monster level character who had passed the Mirror of Samsara.

This was simply unimaginable for a dynasty.

Xia Yang's opponent was precisely the direct disciple of the Blood Dragon Sect's sect master. He was a outstanding young man who was only twenty years old and about to step into the Body Tempering realm.

However, at this moment, he was being suppressed. However, he was unable to see through his opponent's tracks and was unable to release his full strength. In the end, this outstanding individual directly used his full strength to seal off this entire arena.

"Blood Dragon Dragon!" His other hand pushed forward and in an instant, a red Flood Dragon roared out. It circled around the entire arena, sealing all of Xia Yang's escape routes.

To be able to condense a Flood Dragon meant that the Blood Dragon Sect disciple was truly highly regarded. He must be like Xia Chen and the others, who had studied the Flood Dragon Diagram passed down by their ancestors.

As the battle had progressed to this point, Xia Yang was already overflowing with joy. Thus, after all his paths of retreat were sealed off, he no longer had any desire to dodge anymore.

With each step he took, a surge of qi flowed through his body. This was a step that was executed purely on physical terms, causing a huge commotion in the arena.

"Bring it on!" Xia Yang's temperament had changed greatly. He was like a king, walking on the white jade stairs, with a single step, he could make people submit.

At this moment, Xia Yang had a strange feeling. There was a kind of recovery energy in his body, it was an extremely strong power of life, it made him want to roar uncontrollably.

The blood-colored flood dragon roared, and the soundless sound spread out. It dove down and swayed its tail, and the entire arena was already on the verge of collapse. This was the Blood Dragon Sect disciple's greatest trump card, the Ultimate Kill consumed a great deal of energy, so his face was already pale.

"Flood Dragon flings its tail!" The Blood Dragon Sect disciple loudly shouted and the blood-red dragon's massive tail came slashing down. The sky was filled with red shadows that pressed down. Even the spectators felt like they were suffocating.

"Dragon-breaking Fist!" Both of Xia Yang's feet stood still as he punched out three times with his right fist, aiming for the blood tail, the second punch aiming for the Flood Dragon's body, and the third punch aiming for the dragon's head.

Boom!

A deafening sound rang as Xia Yang's first fist struck the bloody tail, the blood tail turning into a shadow of light. The second and third fist respectively struck down, and the dragon head body both exploded.

"It's actually Dragon-breaking Fist! Many people don't even understand the meaning of the fist. Three punches to slay a dragon! Was the Mask Man really so overpowered by so many people? "

Everyone had a better evaluation of the Mask Man now. It was rumored that he had support behind him, that's why he was so unscrupulous, but no one expected his real strength to be able to reverse the tide.

"I refuse to accept this!" He did not immediately represent the Blood Dragon Sect, nor did he represent the Western Temple. A few days ago, the Hall Master of the Western Temple had even summoned him, asking him to fight for an additional placing for the Western Temple.

"I refuse to accept this! Again!"

The Blood Dragon Sect disciple struggled to get up and staggered towards Xia Yang.

"It's a man!" Xia Yang muttered. He had a very high evaluation of his opponent.

That person fell to the ground, powerless to fight, until he arrived in front of Xia Yang.

"What is your name? I want to know your real name! "

Xia Yang thought for a while under the mask, then sighed: "I am called Ni!"

This was not the time to announce his identity, so with a sudden inspiration, Xia Yang thought of defying, and because of that, he proclaimed that he was defying!