Peerless God Lord

Zhu Shaojing's opponent was a slightly fat young man who stepped into the ring at the same time as him.

As soon as the two of them stepped onto the fighting stage, the jade medals on their bodies shone brightly, and a dragon-shaped shadow emerged one after another, circling around the two of them.

This is the genius luck of these two people, also known as dragon luck.

However, the difference in luck between the two was huge. The dragon shadow on the fat young man was only half a foot long, and it was extremely illusory and transparent.

The dragon shadow on Zhu Shaojing's body is thirteen to four feet long, shining with golden light, and the dragon shadow is lifelike, looking mighty and domineering.

It was only the first time for the slightly fat young man to participate in the Baijue Competition. The good luck he had was just the good luck he carried.

Zhu Shaojing was ranked 86th on the last Top 100 list and had already plundered a lot of talent's fortune, so the two were worlds apart.

The slightly fat young man frowned when he saw that his first opponent was a genius on the Hundred Ranking List.

"Little fat man, you are no match for me, just admit defeat!"

Zhu Shaojing's face was relaxed and he smiled lightly.

"court death!"

The fat young man roared angrily and punched Zhu Shaojing in the air. The punch was powerful and powerful.

The fat young man was furious. After all, he was a genius and was admired by countless people in his sect. He had never been called "little fat man" before. Although he was not sure of defeating Zhu Shaojing, he did not hesitate to take action.

"It's so ridiculous that a small fly shakes a big tree!"

Zhu Shaojing smiled disdainfully, his aura surged, and he slapped the opponent with his palm.

"Tianshan Town Killing Palm!"

Zhu Shaojing struck out with a palm, and suddenly a huge mountain came out and rolled away with a rumble.

boom! ! !

The slightly fat young man was not weak either. Although he took dozens of steps back in a head-to-head fight with Zhu Shaojing, he was not defeated.

"Defeat!"

"Tianshan Nine Spin Kill!"

Not defeating the opponent with one move, Zhu Shaojing felt a little worried on his face and immediately used his special move.

puff!

This time, the fat young man could no longer block it and was blasted away, vomiting blood and falling onto the ring.

hold head high!

The fat young man was defeated, and the dragon luck on Zhu Shaojing immediately swooped up and swallowed a foot long of the dragon luck on his body in one gulp.

Immediately, there were only about four feet of dragon luck left on the slightly fat young man. If he continues to lose in the next competition, when the dragon luck on his body is less than one foot, the jade medal on his body will dim. , he will also be eliminated.

After devouring the dragon's luck in the fat young man, Zhu Shaojing's dragon's luck did not change much. This bit of dragon's luck was insignificant to him.

Next, the battles continued one after another.

Those who lose will be deprived of part of their dragon luck, and those who win will increase their dragon luck.

At the same time, the other four battle platforms were also engaged in constant fighting.

In the central fighting platform, Ao Wushuang stood proudly on the fighting platform, with his hands behind his back.

Opposite him stood a tall young man in black. This young man in black was named Wang Yu. He was not a weakling. He was a genius ranked 95th on the Hundred Ultimate List.

"Ao Wushuang, I will not admit defeat!"

Wang Yu's face was extremely solemn and he said in a low voice.

Ao Wushuang nodded and said calmly: "Wang Yu, your strength is not bad, maybe you can take a punch from me that is 10% of my strength!"

"10% strength?"

Wang Yu's expression changed when he heard this, he looked at Ao Wushuang carefully, and sneered: "Ao Wushuang, you are too arrogant! Although you have reached the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, I have also reached the True Spirit Realm. At the fourth level of the spiritual realm, you want to defeat me with only 10% of your strength. It’s simply unreasonable!”

Ao Wushuang had no expression on his face, shook his head and said: "People without strength are arrogant, people with strength are confident!"

"Yeah?"

Wang Yu smiled coldly and said: "Let's see the real chapter under my hands!"

After saying this, Wang Yu pulled out the sword behind him and slashed at Ao Wushuang.

"Shadow Moon Sword Technique!"

With one strike, the sword shadow filled the sky like a crescent moon, attacking Ao Wushuang.

There was no change in Ao Wushuang's face. He stretched out his right hand that had been behind his back and punched forward lightly.

Suddenly, an unrivaled fist light was like a meteor streaking across the sky, powerful and domineering, crushing everything.

Bang bang bang! !

All the sword light in the sky collapsed, and Wang Yu's body was like a cannonball, being punched directly out of the fighting arena.

Several other battle platforms.

Wu Sheng and Mo Yue were on the southern battlefield, and both of them easily defeated their opponents.

Wu Sheng cut off his opponent's hair with a single strike of his sword, and then the opponent voluntarily admitted defeat.

If Wu Sheng hadn't spared his hand, one sword would have been enough to cut off the opponent's head.

Mo Yue's blood-evil aura was extremely strong, and as soon as he showed his aura, he suppressed his opponent until his face turned pale, and then he knocked him away with a palm.

On the northern battlefield, Hong Qingtian's powerful momentum exploded, like a mountain. His opponent took the initiative to admit defeat before the battle started.

On the eastern battlefield, Huo Ling swung his long sword, and waves of fire surged. His opponent kept retreating and retreated directly from the battlefield.

And the ninth princess of the Tianhong royal family, whose face was covered with white gauze, was also on the eastern battlefield. Her strength was equally unfathomable. With a wave of her jade hand, the sky was filled with beautiful petals, and she directly wrapped her opponent and sent him out of the battle. tower.

Although this Ninth Princess participated in the Hundred Jue Competition for the first time, her dragon luck was two feet long, far exceeding that of other newcomers.

The battles on each stage were fierce and continued round after round.

Su Mo soon came to the western battlefield.

Su Mo's Bai Jue Token for the competition buzzed and pointed towards the battle stage.

Su Mo stepped forward, flew up, and landed on the western battlefield.

Stepping onto the battlefield, Su Mo's Bai Jue Token suddenly shone brightly, and a four-foot-long dragon shadow flew out.

Su Mo was startled. The other newcomers, Long Yun, were only about half a foot long, and the longer one was just over a foot long. The longest Ninth Princess was only two feet tall, while his was four feet long.

"Oh my god! Su Mo's genius is so lucky!"

"It seems like this is his first time participating in the Hundred Jue Competition, right? The dragon's luck is actually four feet long!"

"It seems that he is also a man of great luck!"

The people watching the battle started talking when they saw Su Mo's dragon luck. He was born with this kind of dragon luck, and he was definitely a lucky person.

Su Mo's opponent was a thin young man. When the man saw that his opponent was Su Mo, he frowned.

Because of the previous talent test, almost everyone in this ancient martial arts arena knows Su Mo.

The skinny young man's heart sank slightly. Su Mo's talent at the fifth level of blue level was much higher than his, which made him feel uncertain.

Fortunately, Su Mo and him were at the same level of cultivation. They were both at the 'Third Peak of True Spiritual Realm'.

"Your name is Su Mo, right? I will win this battle!"

The thin young man said loudly that he was also cheering himself up.

He comes from Daqing, a small country in Yannan. He worked hard for more than ten years before he got the opportunity to participate in the Baijue Competition. The elders of the sect have high hopes for him, and he will never allow himself to lose in the first battle.

Uh-huh!

The emaciated young man drew out the spear from his back. The tip of the spear flickered, and a beam of spear light shot towards Su Mo.

This blow was just a tentative strike from the thin young man. If Su Mo was weak, he would be faced with a violent attack from him. If Su Mo was strong, he would be able to launch a defense immediately.

"You are too weak!"

Su Mo shook his head and slashed out with his sword. The air was as calm as water without any ripples.

"What? I can't see the sword light!"

The thin young man was horrified. In the next breath, he saw the light of his spear shattering, and an invisible sharp energy slashing at his body-protecting essence.

Bang! Whoosh!

The emaciated young man was slashed away, flew several miles away, and fell under the fighting platform. However, he was not injured, so Su Mo showed mercy.

"What a fast swordsmanship!"

"Amazing! This Su Mo can defeat a genius of the same level with one sword strike. He is indeed a fifth-level blue-level talent!

Under the fighting platform, there was a sound of exclamation.

Duanmu Ying, who ranked tenth on the Hundred Jue List, glanced at Su Mo and smiled at the Northern Han Master Han Qianze beside her: "This Su Mo's swordsmanship is pretty good, similar to that Han Yijian. They are both fast swords. What he pursues is speed!"

Hearing this, Han Qianze shook his head and sneered: "What's the use of being faster? In the face of absolute strength, he can't get up even if he wants to!" ***3***6***9***

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