Invincibility Starts From Hanging Up

"3105."

"what about you?"

Su Ling replied.

His eyes looked at several brothers.

first round.

It's just that the game character is automatically counterattacking.

So it ranks high.

"I am 62,199."

"I am 48191st."

"I am 39989."

"…"

Several senior brothers said their rankings.

highest ranking.

That is, 18,222, just within 20,000.

this score.

Not really.

It is conceivable how terrifying the genius powerhouses in Kunlun Realm are.

This is still under the protection of Su Ling. If there is no protection from Su Ling, they must be giving away points.

"Take one step at a time."

Su Ling said.

There is no need for him to comfort his brothers.

In this world where the strong are respected, comfort is useless.

"It seems."

"We have no hope."

Long Ming smiled bitterly.

They are clear.

Without Su Ling, coming in would be death.

first round.

is over.

But what to do next?

"There is no need to be discouraged."

"The main reason is that the outside is too thin."

Su Ling said.

really.

Coming from Earth, wanting to compete with the arrogant powerhouses in the world of martial arts, it is obvious that he is oversighted.

It can be said.

Earth's warriors are half-baked, amateurs.

The warriors of Kunlun Realm are professional.

"The first level, it's over."

Sky.

A loud voice came.

Announcing the end of the first level.

The sound fell.

Su Ling and the others were sucked and pulled by the magical power, and they flew towards the sky one by one.

through a curtain of light.

appearing again.

has landed on the square.

"Congratulations on passing the first level."

"The second level is about to begin."

"In the second pass, it is possible to directly become a disciple of the Misty Sect, or even a true disciple. The second pass and the third pass are very important, because they will be concerned by the elders of the Misty Palace."

"Among the 1,000 disciples recruited this year."

"There will be 100 inner disciples."

"10 true disciples."

"Two saints or saints."

A majestic voice.

The sound continued over the square.

Hear this voice.

Countless geniuses who passed the first level were boiling with excitement.

The true disciple, but the top genius of the Misty Palace, can be cultivated vigorously by the sect, and the resources are inexhaustible.

As for the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden.

Aloof status.

because.

They will be the future successors of the sect.

A symbol of sect strength.

Has terrifying appeal and power.

There are also some privileges.

Even the elders can't compare.

"The little guys who hide their strength."

"You can show your true strength."

"Now, let's go to the rooftop."

A majestic voice.

Showing a hint of kindness.

Immediately after.

Over the square, a magical palace appeared.

palace.

Suspended in the air.

ground.

A ladder is linked to the palace.

Ladder.

Ninety-ninth grade.

The entire ladder exudes brilliance.

Endless coercion shrouded.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

Immediately.

The genius powerhouse who passed the first level ran towards the ladder.

this moment.

No one hides strength anymore.

because.

This is when performance is really needed.

Maybe it will be recognized by the elders.

Become the closed disciple of the misty sect elder.

"You guys, fight hard."

"If it fails."

"And me."

Seeing the eyes of the brothers and sisters, Su Ling said.

This time.

For the brothers and sisters.

It's time to show your strength.

The Son of God.

It was none other than Su Ling.

"Little Junior Brother."

"You want to fight for the throne of the Holy Son of Piaomiao Palace!"

Several brothers and sisters.

Look at Su Ling.

A look of excitement appeared on his face.

If the younger brother is willing.

This Son is none other than him.