Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 11659

"The arena is located in the middle. Those who can reach the arena will be eligible to fight. Those who can't even reach the arena will be eliminated directly!"

The voice continued to sound, as if it had been programmed in advance.

"With a distance of more than ten meters, if there is any difficulty, I will come first!"

On the other side of the temple, a warrior chose to attack first.

This person's cultivation was originally a Tier [-] God Venerable, and he is still a Tier [-] God Venerable now, so he didn't improve much, but he also didn't decline much.

The rest of the people didn't move, but stared at this person, wanting to see what the ten-meter gap meant.

As a result, the martial artist soared into the air, and before flying a distance of one meter, he was knocked away by an invisible force.

"what?"

Everyone glanced at it, not understanding what happened at all.

Why can't this person even fly ten meters away? This is not normal.

"It seems that the distance of ten meters is somewhat demanding. If the first-level god is really only the combat power of the first-level god, I am afraid it will be impossible to pass."

"That's right, I think so too. I don't know how far I have to reach to pass."

"Give it a try, there is nothing to lose anyway, the worst thing is to be eliminated."

……

A group of people set out to try.

As a result, most of the people failed, and only a few people came to the seats near the ring and passed the first level.

"It seems that the requirements are quite high. At least one must have the ability to fight beyond one level."

After these attempts, many people understand.

But even so, the rest are unlikely to give up.

So they all flew into the air.

With this first step, ninety percent of the warriors were eliminated.

"I'm here to guard the ring, who dares to fight with me?"

Just after the first assessment, someone stepped onto the ring.

Is a top genius of the temple.

It was one of those arrogances who had previously reached the third rank of gods.

Although it is said that going up first will definitely encounter a wheel battle, which will put oneself at a disadvantage.

But there is one more rule added, every time you win a game, you will increase your combat power by [-]%, and will restore a fixed amount of physical strength and divine power.

This makes the disadvantage of the person who plays first becomes very small, and even wins more games, and will have a very terrifying advantage.

Facing this genius, the people in the temple would naturally not make a move.

They don't kill each other.

The Pioneers and the small power alliance are also relatively calm.

But the God Slayer Legion can't.

If no one challenges within 10 minutes, then this person is considered the final winner.

"I'll meet him!"

In the Slaughtering God Legion, a warrior soared into the sky and landed in front of the genius of the temple.

"Huo Tong, you are not my opponent, why bother to seek your own death!"

The genius of the temple looked at Huo Tong contemptuously and said.

"Shenjiyan, it's true that I lost one or two tricks to you before, but this time, it may not be so!"

Huo Tong was naturally confident in catching up.

"Then try it!"

Shenjiyan smiled lightly, as if he didn't take Huo Tong seriously.

Huo Tong is his defeated opponent, so he naturally has no need to be afraid.

The two immediately fought.

After hundreds of moves, Shenjiyan defeated Huo Tong.

This magical eye is one of the top ten geniuses in the temple, and its combat power is very terrifying. Huo Tong is also ranked in the top ten in the Slaughtering God Army, but in terms of quality, it is obviously not as good as the temple.

If the warriors of the temple are so useless, it is impossible to rule the entire world of the temple.

After defeating Huo Tong, a smile appeared on the corners of Shenji's eyes and his mouth, and his fighting power had indeed increased by [-]%.

Not much, but it made him stronger.

Even if the consumption is a bit higher, it is not a problem. He has recovered nearly half of his divine power and physical strength, and he can still continue.

He didn't have much to do, just remove obstacles for Shen Wuming.

Even if you lose in the end, it doesn't matter.

"I'll deal with him!"

Someone from the Slaughtering God Legion rushed to the ring again.

To be honest, there are no warriors who can cross the ten-meter gully, and none of them are weak.

The warrior of this God-slaying Legion is a fairy clan, and in the fairy clan, he is also called a rebel.

"Consume him as much as possible. Although his combat power will increase after winning, as long as the consumption is large enough, he will also be weak."

Long Chen reminded.

"Don't worry, I understand."

This immortal warrior of the God Slaughter Legion is still very arrogant, he thinks he can defeat Shenjiyan.

"kill!"

The two didn't talk nonsense, and went to war directly.

It has to be said that the immortal warriors of the Slaughtering God Legion are really not weak, but unfortunately, the magic eye is obviously stronger.

After all, there is a [-]% improvement.

In addition, it was more terrifying than this fairy warrior.

Therefore, after dozens of rounds, the immortal warrior was defeated.

With consecutive victories, the combat power of Shenjiyan will increase by [-]%.

"Damn!"

The immortal warrior jumped off the ring at the last moment and declared defeat, otherwise, he would have to be killed to be considered a failure.

"Don't be so discouraged. At the very least, it has consumed him a lot. Even if he recovers, he won't be able to last a few games."

Long Chen comforted the immortal warrior.

The man sighed and did not speak. The man had already been teleported to the periphery.

Because everyone has only one chance to play, they will either die or be sent to the outside to watch the battle.

"keep going!"

Shenjiyan sneered.

At this time, someone wanted to go up again, but was stopped by Long Chen: "This person is too strong, ordinary warriors go up, just to give him buffs."

"Then I'll come!"

A young man looked at Long Chen and said with a smile.

"Alright, Yanlong, you go!"

Long Chen glanced at the young man and heaved a sigh of relief.

Yanlong, this is the top six Tianjiao of the Slaughtering God Legion, and he will definitely win.

Yanlong entered the ring.

Start the battle with the magic eye.

He is very smart, the opponent has a combat power gain, and it is not beneficial to head-to-head, so he adopted a roaming strategy.

to consume the opponent.

Shenjiyan also knew what Yanlong wanted to do, but it was useless. In the first two games, he had consumed too much, so now his physical strength and divine power could not keep up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and left through the air, jumping off the ring.

He didn't want to die.

As the top ten pride of the temple, he doesn't need to die.

To defeat the two top ten Tianjiao of the Slaughtering God Legion, he was already worth it.

"Continue! Who will go up and consume him?"

Shen Wuming said lightly.

"Let me do it."

A Tianjiao from the Celestial Race stepped onto the ring.

Although this person is not a true god, nor is he a top ten arrogance, but his talent is also very powerful.

He tried to take advantage of Yanlong's excessive consumption to defeat Yanlong.

But his calculations were obviously wrong.

Strictly speaking, Yanlong's combat power is much more terrifying than Shenjiyan, and it has been improved by [-]%.

How could it be consumed and killed in the second game?
The final result was that Yanlong won the victory, and the fight was only over a dozen moves, and the battle was over.

The difference in combat power is too great.

How could Tianjiao of the Celestial Race be his opponent.

(End of this chapter)