Wild beast war god

It was obvious that Sikong Jing was only in the fifth realm, so how could he remain so calm when facing the threat of Ju Hua?

This made Qiu Zhan, who had always been lonely, full of curiosity.

Sikong Jing looked at Qiu Zhan and said, "If it were Brother Qiu, would you be afraid of the fourth level of the Golden Body?"

Qiu Zhan was stunned when he heard this and said without hesitation: "Don't be afraid!"

Sikong Jing showed a smile that was true, but his voice became thicker in vain: "Since we can no longer withdraw, since we must fight, since the deep hatred has been forged, then we are done."

After a pause, Sikong Jing said again: "But brother Qiu, we'd better not get too close, otherwise we will hurt you."

After saying that, Sikong Jing looked at Gongyang again and said, "You too."

After saying that, Sikong Jing turned around and stepped into the depths of the North Courtyard. Originally, he wanted to win the quota battle side by side with Qiu Zhan and Gong Yangying, but now he faced Ju Hua, who was in the fourth level of the Golden Body, and Xi A group of martial arts geniuses who are above the level.

Sikong Jing didn’t want to implicate anyone.

Especially since we still don’t know what the rules of the quota battle are like, we can’t get too close to them.

Facing the East Plain and West Land, Sikong Jing was sure that he could at least survive, but he was not sure that Qiu Zhan and Gong Yangying would survive, and he could not let them be targeted because of him.

As Mr. Yin from the Southland said, besides himself, others might be able to take care of him.

Looking at Sikong Jing's back, Qiu Zhan and Gongyang looked at each other...

At this time, Hua Meixi suddenly walked up and greeted Gongyang: "You, come with me..."

Gongyang Ying opened his mouth, thinking about what Hua Meixi had been optimistic about before, and he must have something to explain.

Without further ado, he quickly followed.

Here, Lang Zhengzhi and other five elders walked towards Qiu Zhan and asked: "Qiu Zhan, how confident are you of surviving the fourth stage of the Golden Body?"

In the northern part of Dongyuan, Qiu Zhan is the only one in the Golden Body realm.

Qiu Zhan raised his head and said, "I'm not sure at all, but like Brother Sikong said, just do it and it's over!"

After saying that, he turned around and entered the depths of the North Courtyard, where he wanted to continue to strengthen his practice.

Mr. Mo and the other five people looked at each other and felt a headache... No Dongyuan Northland quota battle had ever been so difficult. In the past, they were still united, and sometimes one or two could break out, but this time they were torn apart.

"Sikong Jing is a disaster." Tian Budian added coldly, but he laughed.

Wu Lao was silent. It had to be said that such a complicated situation did have a huge relationship with Sikong Jing.

Time passes while waiting...

Guo Zixia came back with his people from Tiandao Academy. However, as soon as he returned to the rest room, he smashed things "bang bang bang". Finally, Guo Zixia made an eerie voice: "Wait, I will be the final winner in the quota battle." Winner."

Obviously, he was greatly humiliated when he went to see Wang He.

But he still has a trump card, and this trump card is ready to be used at the critical moment, and then it will be a blockbuster.

Fu Jiaoxing and Monk Fu also came back. Their faces were also extremely ugly, and it was obvious that things were not going well either.

After they returned to the room, Nu Guang asked worriedly: "The West doesn't like us, how about we form an alliance with the East?"

"Let's take a look at the rules of the quota battle first." Shang Fu said depressedly.

Fu Jiaoxing said in a ghastly manner: "It's all his damn fault, Sikong Jing..."

Just when everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, night fell, and the summoning order of the Supreme Judge of Dongyuan also came. People from all over Dongyuan went to the center of the Batian Chamber of Commerce Manor, where the adjudicator was located, the Tyrant Hall!

Soon, four teams were formed in the Tyrant Palace, headed by the top decision-makers of each place.

dong dong...

They didn't have to wait too long, as heavy footsteps sounded.

A middle-aged woman gracefully appeared at the top of the Tyrant Hall, with two middle-aged men behind her.

The moment she settled down, Mo Lao, Ju Dan and others saluted at the same time: "I have met the judge of Dongyuan."

All the martial arts geniuses stared at the middle-aged woman with the same curiosity. This was the supreme arbiter of the Tyrant Chamber of Commerce in the four regions of Dongyuan. They did not expect that she would be a woman, and they did not know what kind of terrifying state she would be in.

The middle-aged woman did not sit down, but glanced at the four teams and said: "Introducing myself, my name is Yao Yuzhi, and I am the supreme adjudicator of Dongyuan or Huilong Mountain Range."

"Next, I will explain to you the rules and rewards for going to the Central Plains for the quota battle."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone in the audience became nervous, including Mr. Mo and others.

The rules for the quota battle are different every five years, and they don't know what method will be used this time.

"First of all, the rules. I will not test your physique or talent."

Yao Yuzhi didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point. This statement made everyone look at each other... In the past, most people would test their innate physique first, and sometimes they would make sure to go to the Central Plains if their innate physique was good.

But this time, Yao Yuzhi didn't want to be tested...

"Whether you are a combatant or not, I only believe in one sentence: Whoever is stronger will win, and whoever is stronger will survive."

"The quota for this trip to the Central Plains is eighteen."

"Except for these eighteen people, everyone else has been eliminated, and those eliminated...die!"

hiss……

Yao Yuzhi's words were slow and leisurely, but the content in them made people take a breath. Even though they knew that the quota battle in every session was very cruel, they still felt cold all over their bodies.

A total of seventy-two people from the four places will die, three-quarters of them will die.

When Yao Yuji said this, he glanced at the martial arts geniuses in the four places, and gently pulled the corner of his mouth and said: "In other words, if there is absolute crushing power in a certain place, maybe all eighteen people can be found in a certain place. All pass."

When the voice fell, everyone in the West, led by Ju Hua, raised their heads and held their chests high, full of confidence.

At the same time, Judan also looked proudly at the top decision-makers in the other three places around him. Yao Yuzhi was indeed enough to give him face, and the rules she made were extremely beneficial to him.

I just don’t know, in what form should we fight?

"Next, I will take you to the scene of the first battle, where you will have the first reward."

With that said, Yao Yuzhi slowly turned around, followed closely by the two adjudicators behind him.

The four teams also quickly followed.

Among them, Westland walked in the front without hesitation, followed by Southland and Eastland, and Dongyuan Northland walked at the end.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone arrived at the second palace behind the Tyrant Palace.

As soon as you step in, you can feel the strong atmosphere of the formation.

The second palace is very empty, but there are criss-crossing patterns that will flash out various powers. Sometimes humanoid phantoms will appear, and sometimes monsters will condense out of the patterns, fierce and domineering.

And in the innermost part of the palace, nine swords floated, shining with a sharp cold light.

At this time, Yao Yuzhi at the front turned around and explained: "These nine swords are all spiritual weapons, and they are all swords with lower spiritual grades."

"They are your first reward."

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the martial arts geniuses in the audience shrank, and excitement flashed in their eyes. They all already knew the common sense of weapon grading in the Central Plains. The lower level of spiritual level is equivalent to the upper level of Yu level.

No matter where in Dongyuan, this is a rare existence.

For example, the Six-Elephant Dragon Sword of Changye Sacred Dragon Palace is also a spiritual weapon, and it is estimated that the highest level is only mid-level spiritual weapon.