Genius One Second Memory → Online to provide you with wonderful novel reading. As soon as Wei Xiong's voice fell, the twenty-six young geniuses who had successfully passed the first round of qualification immediately cast their eyes on the Holy Light Elders who were slowly descending from above the void, and the essence in their eyes loomed!www.biquge.info

The second round of battles will determine the final top 10 of the Battle of the Hundred Cities.

In other words, the battle of the day after tomorrow will be crucial, because the day after tomorrow, ten of the strongest will be born from the remaining twenty-six young geniuses!

And these ten strongest people have the qualifications to worship the Heavenly Holy Dao and become disciples of this super sect!

At this moment, the twenty-six young geniuses who were distributed throughout the annular stone seat and qualified for the promotion were all full of emotion, and their eyes were blazing!

Stepping on the martial arts platform again, Elder Holy Light felt more than twenty hot gazes thrown at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his gaze was meaningful.

Looking at these young faces, Elder Holy Light also seemed to remember what he looked like when he was young, it was the waiting self, and these young people in front of him were not the same.

"Woo Woo ......"

Hundreds of figures shot out from the circular stone seat, and the first round of the final battle was over, and the crowd of spectators naturally began to leave.

It's just that there are constantly discussions with various emotions coming from the mouths of these men and women who have left, so it's not lively. Obviously, this time the Battle of the Hundred Cities, which was different from the past, made these monks living in the first main city also extremely concerned and concerned.

"Sister Mo, are you saying that these people watching the battle are all monks from the First Main City?"

Still standing in the circular stone seat, Ye Wujian glanced at these overwhelming figures leaving, with a hint of shock in his tone.

"Well, they have lived in the First Main City since they were born, and all of them are not badly aptitudinal, and they are under the unified management of the elders in the First Main City, whether it is from the exercises they practice, the pills they take, or the mortal weapons they have, they are far higher than the children of the families in the Hundred Great Main Cities. ”

Mo Honglian looked at Lin Yingluo, whose face was still a little pale, with a little pity, and answered Ye Wuji's question.

Hearing Mo Honglian's answer, the shock in Ye Wuji's eyes slowly dissipated, but another question surged in his heart.

"Why didn't they participate in the Battle of the Hundred Cities?

As if guessing what Ye Wuqian was thinking, Mo Honglian's red lips lifted slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Wuji.

"Please also let Sister Mo know. ”

Seeing that what he was thinking was seen through by Mo Honglian, Ye Wujian asked casually, Sima Ao on the side was also full of doubts, Lin Yingluo was supported by Mo Qingye and Mo Bailian at the moment, and he didn't need him to help.

Among these tens of thousands of spectators, there were many geniuses who cultivated at a young age to be equally powerful, and some geniuses were even stronger than the young geniuses who participated in the Battle of the Hundred Cities.

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If these geniuses from the First Main City also participated in the Battle of the Hundred Cities, then this scene would be far more intense and exciting than it is now!

So, why didn't these geniuses of the First Main City participate in the Battle of the Hundred Cities?

You must know that in this Hundred Cities War, those who have won the top ten can worship the Heavenly Saint Dao of the Super Sect in Zhongzhou!

This is a road to heaven for every young monk who dreams of being strong, and it is impossible for anyone not to be moved by it.

"Because of the sense of belonging and resources. ”

Mo Honglian said this softly.

A sense of belonging and resources?

Mo Honglian's words immediately made Ye Wuji's eyes stare at him, as if he had thought of something.

"They were born in the First Main City since they were young, and all their memories are here, and unlike us, the First Main City is their home. ”

"We come from the 100 main cities, although the 100 main cities are all the first main city, but in our eyes, the feeling of the first main city is respect and support, because the first main city has guarded the eastern soil for too long, and it is worthy of us. ”

The words with a slightly inexplicable tone came out of Mo Honglian's mouth, and the doubts in Ye Wuji's heart were gradually solved.

These young monks of the same generation who watched the battle didn't need to participate in the Battle of the Hundred Cities at all, because they didn't need to prove anything, and they didn't need to get better resources.

for the first main city had given them all these when they were young.

As for worshipping the Heavenly Saint Dao of the Super Sect?

Perhaps in the eyes of the younger generation of these first main cities, they are indeed very yearning, otherwise this time the Battle of the Hundred Cities would not have attracted them to come to watch the battle, but it was more just a matter of thinking about it. They will not leave Dongtu and will not leave the First Main City, because the First Main City is their home, making them feel cohesive and belonging.

The monks of the same generation in the First Main City are the hope for the future of the First Main City itself, and the reason why the First Main City can be passed down from generation to generation.

Therefore, for them, the Battle of the Hundred Cities is just a way to gain insight and rich experience, and they will never leave the first main city and leave the eastern lands.

Because in addition to the first main city, there will also be extremely talented young geniuses in the top 100 main cities of the Eastern Soil, although their background may not be as good as the monks in the first main city, but through their own efforts, they have the qualifications to participate in the Battle of the Hundred Cities, and they have the qualifications to go out of the Eastern Territory, which is also an extremely remarkable thing in the eyes of the young generation of the first main city.

Such a virtuous circle between the two can allow the land of Dongtu to exist in the Northern Heaven Domain for a long time, and it can be passed on from generation to generation.

"No wonder they are both men and women, they are all wearing uniform military robes, it turns out that there are tens of thousands of people who are monks cultivated by the first main city itself!

Sima Ao couldn't help but sigh, under Mo Honglian's prompting, he also figured out the doubts in Ye Wuji's heart.

"That's right, just the pills and mortal weapons, I don't know how much consumption it will be every day, except for the first main city, there is no second place in the entire Eastern Soil that will have such a deep heritage and resources. ”

Nodding slightly, Ye Wujian was sighing that these monks of the First Main City were also amazed at the depth of the foundation possessed by the First Main City.

After figuring out the doubts in his heart, Ye Wujian did not stay any longer, his body flickered, followed the crowd, left the circular stone seat, and headed towards the first main city, followed by the three Mo sisters, Sima Ao and Lin Yingluo.

"Buzz......" "Huh"

It was an extremely quiet place, with a quiet environment, not much like the small building that had taken a break before entering the First Main City.

More than 20 figures flashed one after another, and the leader of the three of them was Ye Wuji, but at this moment, Ye Wuji's eyes were full of shock and admiration, as if he had seen many scenes that made his heart shake along the way, and the expressions on the faces of Mo Honglian and Sima Ao, who followed him, were the same.

As for the rest of the twenty young geniuses who successfully advanced, they also had almost the same expressions, and they were obviously not in a calm mood.

"The first main city is indeed worthy of being the patron saint of the eastern land!

After leaving the Ring Stone Seat, the twenty-six people who had advanced to the second round of battles went to the resting area under the leadership of an Elder of the First Main City.

Along the way, under the deliberate leadership of the elders, he saw almost all the scenes of the entire First Main City, which opened the eyes of the twenty-six young monks.

Annular stone seat, cultivation martial arts field, Yuanli River, and power transmission hall...... And so on in a series of first main cities all the open in the eyes of the twenty-six young monks, each of which has accumulated the baptism of time and the luck that has shrouded countless years!

Along the way, the twenty-six people completely opened their eyes, and also knew the traces and proofs of the existence of a great inheritance force, which aroused a deeper yearning and expectation in their hearts!

"Little ones, tomorrow you will rest in the courtyard of the retreat here, and you can also take a walk around. Early the next morning, Elder Ben will come here again to pick you up. ”

As an old voice fell, the elder of the First Main City suddenly rose into the sky, turning into a streamer of light and galloping towards the sky.

Immediately after the elder left, a figure swept towards the many ashrams.

Everyone who can stand here now has experienced a big battle, and they are a little tired at the moment, and they are not in the mood to care about other things at all, and they just want to practice and recover their energy.

"Woo Woo ......"

Soon, there were less than ten people left in front of the retreat.

Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye and Mo Bailian were eliminated from the competition, so they were naturally no longer here at the moment, but went to the area of the first main city that belonged to the main city of Longguang.

With Mo Qingye and Mo Bai Lotus in their company, Ye Wujian and Sima Ao were not worried about what would happen to Lin Yingluo.

However, at this moment, Sima Ao's face was solemn, and he nodded to Ye Wujian and Mo Honglian, and then chose a fine house to enter it.

The killing intent in Sima Ao's heart towards Lin Snake continued to accumulate with the passage of time, although he knew that with his current cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, he would not be Lin Snake's opponent at all.

But Sima Ao didn't care about this, all he cared about was to avenge Lin Yingluo.

Therefore, in the next day, he will practice desperately, even if he can't break through, he will do his best to work hard.

Looking at Sima Ao's back, Ye Wujian sighed slightly, how could he not know Sima Ao's thoughts.

Mo Honglian, who was beside her, saw Ye Wuqian sighing, a hint of interest flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she had thought of something, and she also said hello to Ye Wujian at the moment, and also walked towards a fine house.

In the end, Ye Wujian also chose to see the Jingshe and walked towards him, but when he entered the Jingshe, he suddenly noticed a gaze, and when he looked back, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful back.

With a move of his eyes, Ye Wujian rubbed the storage ring on his finger, and a thought came to his mind again.

"Buzz"

Ye Wuji, who entered the essence house, immediately began to cultivate, and the Holy Dao battle qi enveloped his body, and he also began to think back to today's battle with Pang Zhong, constantly summarizing and pondering.

The night slipped away.

Early the next morning, the sun was rising, and there was a warm and peaceful atmosphere between heaven and earth, as if it was incompatible with the upcoming fiery battle, and it seemed to be warming up something.

A slender figure stood in front of the door of a fine house, his eyes were shining, and he stood with his hands in his hands, it was Ye Wujian who had finished his cultivation.

"Miss Nalan, Ye Wujian came to bother, please forgive me. ”

As soon as Ye Wuji's words fell, the door of the fine house was opened, and a soft daughter voice came from inside.

"Ye Gongzi can visit, Nalan is too late to be happy, how can he blame. ”

Nalan Yan's words made Ye Wuji's eyes move, and then he no longer stopped, but stepped in.

Ye Wuqian got up to Nalan Yan's house this time, and there was only one purpose, that is, to repay the favor that Nalan Yan had helped at the beginning. Mobile phone users please browse w reading for a better reading experience.