Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The rules of the preliminary round are very simple, that is, draw lots. Whether the opponent is strong or weak depends entirely on luck.

It is naturally lucky to draw the weak, but not so lucky to draw the strong. Because everyone has only one chance to fight! If they fail, they will be eliminated.

A total of two hundred people participated in the preliminary round of the Lightning Hall. In the first draw, the top 100 will be determined, and in the second draw, the top 50 will be determined.

After everyone had drawn lots, Deacon Ding's voice came again.

"Now please take the disciples who have won numbers 1 to 5 to the ring."

The ring is so big that it can accommodate ten people fighting together. There are two hundred disciples in the preliminary round, ten of them fight together, which saves more time than two fights.

The rules of the battle are simple, defeat the opponent, or one party voluntarily admits defeat!

"Look, Jiang Wujin is on stage!"

"Oh my God, who is so unlucky that he became Jiang Wu endless's opponent in the first match."

The crowd suddenly became uproarious, because Jiang Wujin had already taken the lead in the ring, and they were already silent for Jiang Wujin's opponent.

In the previous test, even if Jiang endless wanted to release the water, there was no way. Unless it was the last ten contest, if Jiang Wuending was in a good mood at that time, he would be able to release water once. After all, the top ten are eligible for the finals. Jiang Wujin didn't have much interest in being first in the preliminary round of the Lightning Hall.

Soon, nine other people also entered the ring.

Jiang Wujing said domineeringly: "Whoever gets the number one, get out of the ring by yourself. I'm too lazy to get it right."

Jiang Wuendi's words fell, and a thin cultivator gave a wry smile and raised his hand: "It is me, the water is near the city for justice, but I will not admit defeat."

Obviously, this is the miserable youth who has drawn Zhongjiang endlessly.

Although he is not Jiang Wujin's opponent, he can't lose without fighting. What if his ambition and courage can be favored by Lightning Hall?

"Good! Have courage. But if I let you go, you have to go!"

roll!

Jiang Wujin's voice kept drifting, and his whole body suddenly released a terrifying aura. Under the envelope of his aura, his opponent knelt directly on the ground.

After that, Jiang Wujin just stomped his feet in place.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the cultivator's body flew directly from the ring.

To be beaten down is also a failure.

Stomped and beat the opponent. This is how powerful Jiang Wuyou is. He stood on the stage, his eyes were like a dragon, and he seemed to have the aura of looking over the world. Taking a domineering look at everyone, Jiang Wujin stepped out of the ring.

"Jiang Wujin, we love you. The number one this year is definitely yours!"

In the auditorium, the nymphomaniacs who love Jiang endless roared up to the sky and expressed their support for Jiang endless.

"This Jiang Wujin is so strong. Is Young Master his opponent?"

Fang Ling’s voice came from the audience, and they had already queued in.

Sima Han smiled and said, "Believe in the young master. As long as he takes the shot, there is nothing that can't be done."

Aside, Meng Nishang just looked at Zhang Yifeng without speaking, but she was still a little worried from the hands she was holding.

After all, this is a hidden door.

"It's boring."

On the ring, Jiang Wuxi shook his head, then walked off the ring domineeringly, after he got down. Only then did the remaining eight people start fighting.

"No. 2, He family in **** city, He Aili, thirty years old, please enlighten me!"

"No. 3, **** city, Hu Tiande, 27 years old, please enlighten me."

These contestants are much more polite to each other. They self-reported their names and ages. In addition to showing respect to their opponents, there is another point that is to let Lightning Hall judge their potential from their age.

It doesn't matter if the cultivation base is weak, as long as you are young and have potential, you still have the hope to join the Lightning Hall.

In short, for the top ten, in order to be favored by Lightning Hall, everyone has played a 120% combat effectiveness. They all showed their strongest side to the Lightning Hall and to thousands of audiences.

Because among these audiences, their friends, their relatives, and those who look forward to look forward to them are their motivation!

Transform!

On the ring, the beast's spirit flew wildly.

All kinds of animal blood are breathtaking.

Almost all those who came to participate in the contest were beast cultivators. People who did not awaken beast blood were not eligible to sign up. Zhang Yifeng could sign up because of Jiang Wuendi's words.

Time passed, about half an hour later.

The fourth group began to take the stage.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng also stepped onto the ring. His number is twenty.

"I am the eighteenth, who is like me?"

On the ring, ten people, tell each other their numbers, looking for opponents.

Zhang Yifeng’s opponent was a young man of about thirty-three or four. In China, he was middle-aged in his thirties, but in Yinmen, he was still a young man.

This young man looks very ordinary, but his cultivation level is not ordinary. Unfortunately, he met Zhang Yifeng.

"Bailongcheng, Zhang Yifeng, twenty-one."

"Greece City Xingjia, Xing Lie, thirty-five."

The two reported each other's names, and the battle began.

The man named Xing Lie obviously did not underestimate the enemy, even if Zhang Yifeng was fourteen years younger than him, he also immediately transformed into a beast.

The beast blood Xinglie obtained was the blood of a grizzly bear, and the blood of the bear was also considered a more powerful beast blood. It is more powerful than ordinary animal blood.

After he transformed, his body became extremely tall, like a moving fortress. The palm of the hand turns into a bear's paw, which looks strong and powerful, giving people the feeling that Zhang Yifeng can be afraid of death with one slap. And his breath is comparable to that of the late master!

"It's that kid."

At this moment, Deacon Ding saw Zhang Yifeng, and she still remembered this arrogant boy. After all, when this kid first came to sign up, he arrogantly told her that he was going to make the first order.

"Huh? He didn't change his body? Was he scared and stupid, or was he really not a beast repair?"

At first glance, Deacon Ding frowned. This kid's opponent has transformed into a half-orc, and the violent aura swept gusts of wind. But Zhang Yifeng remained indifferent, even motionless! In his opinion, this kid is just looking for death.

An ant is an ant, and you should be defeated earlier so as not to be ashamed.

"Are you going to change your body?"

On the ring, a frowning sound came from Zhang Yifeng, making him feel underestimated.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "No, attack."

"You are going to die by yourself."

Xing Lie's eyes cold, this kid is looking for death, then he will be fulfilled.

Xing Lie let out a low growl and directly launched an attack, his huge body ran, bringing strong winds. Then, he slapped Zhang Yifeng's head with his palm.

Zhang Yifeng remained motionless, still falling from the opponent's slap on his forehead.

"It looks like this year's game will be dead at the beginning."

Deacon Ding shook his head. In her opinion, this kid was dead.

Fists have no eyes, life and death are life and death.

Just when she was about to remove her eyes and not watch the cruel scene, her body trembled suddenly.

That kid moved.