At the same time, Dong Tianhe and Shangguan Manyun were not far behind, and flew into the ring, among the team of 10,000 people, there were not many positions in the fifty rings, and they were already full in a blink of an eye.

The person standing in the ring is quite strong, and he is slightly stronger among the ten thousand warriors, otherwise how can he have the confidence to be the master of the ring.

When the fifty people in the ring stood still, everyone in the audience looked at the fifty people in the ring, and suddenly countless strong and weak divine senses converged into a sea of divine souls, and they all shot towards the fifty people.

Everyone's eyes swept over these champions in turn, wanting to search for the weaker ones from them, and then challenge them on stage.

Most of the people scanned the fifty champions on the stage for a week, and then they were a little silent.

Indeed, those who dare to stand in the ring will never be without self-knowledge, and they will not rashly go up and be embarrassed without a few chances of winning, so it is almost impossible to speculate.

However, among the tens of thousands of martial artists, there are no strong players, they do not have the strength to go to the ring, but they are more stable in their thinking, just hiding in the crowd and secretly observing, and then waiting for the opportunity to move.

Obviously, Nie Chen was one of them. And under his perception, among the martial artists who came to participate in the assessment, there were still some people whose strength was obviously higher than that of the champion in the ring, but they also chose to wait and see, so as to choose the best time to shoot.

In the ring, as soon as the fifty people stood still, they did not sit idle, but released their divine consciousness and glanced at the other ringmasters, the purpose was very simple, that is, to find out the weakest people in the ring.

The challengers in the audience are not stupid, they will definitely challenge the weakest champion first, and the people in the ring naturally understand this truth, so after a glance, everyone's focus is on the five weakest of them.

And the relatively strong champion, his face was instantly much more relaxed, and he looked at the five people in the ring with a good look, ready to watch the show.

The five weakest champions were a little nervous at the moment, not knowing who would be the first to receive the challenge from the audience.

At this moment, a tall man suddenly burst out of the crowd:

"Bang dang!"

Standing firmly on one of the rings, the champion of the ring was one of the weakest five, staring at the tall man who came up, the emotion on his face was a little nervous.

"Linglong Country Zhu Ziqi, challenge you, let's shoot!"

The tall man didn't talk nonsense, and with a simple greeting, he released the Yuan Force on his body, and a light blue light glowed, and the breath was quite strong.

"Eight Grades of the Yuan Master"

Nie Chen's eyes swept away, and he immediately saw Zhu Ziqi's cultivation, and the champion standing opposite him was the seventh rank of the Yuan Master, which was just one grade lower than Zhu Ziqi.

At this time, the champion also arched his hand: "Qingyuan Kingdom Chen Yongshu, please give advice." ”

Between the strength of the martial artists, Mo said that there is a grade apart, even if people in the same realm have different strengths with different times of promotion.

However, if you can have a powerful martial art or spiritual treasure weapon, you can also defeat the strong one by leapfrogging.

So the suspense of the outcome of this game is quite large.

But when the two players made a move, Nie Chen could see that Zhu Ziqi was slightly better than the champion Chen Yongshu in terms of strength and martial arts.

Sure enough, in less than ten breaths, Chen Yongshu had already been defeated, and Zhu Ziqi's fingers were lightly touched on his head, which was to withdraw Yuan Li, and the point was stopped. Then the body floated backwards with grace to a place ten feet away.

Chen Yongshu walked out of the ring in a huff, and kept looking back as he walked, his face looked a little gloomy.

Next, a few more powerful warriors came to the stage to challenge, and soon, the five weaker rings had already changed hands, and the other forty-five rings were quiet and abnormal.

But as the ring changed hands, among the fifty rings, the order of the weakest champion began to change subtly, and everyone's eyes were once again faintly locked on the other rings.

However, these champions in the ring were all martial artists under the realm of Yuan Generals, and Nie Chen quickly lost interest, and then looked at the black-clothed middle-aged man sitting on a wooden chair in the distance.

The middle-aged man in black was sitting precariously at the moment, his eyes slowly swept over the fifty rings in front of him, and he didn't seem to be interested in the competition in the ring, but looked in the direction of Nie Chen with a pair of divine eyes.

The middle-aged man in black smiled slightly, then retracted his gaze, and looked towards the ring of Shangguan Manyun and Dong Tianhe and others.

Most of the day passed in the frequent change of ownership in the ring, and now standing on the ring, half of the people are martial artists who have reached the realm of Yuan General, and the crowd under the ring has gradually begun to stay in the arena with a lively mentality, or has begun to prepare to show their skills in tomorrow's assessment, and strive for the remaining fifty places to join the Martial God Temple.

Nie Chen saw that it was not early, so he suddenly flew into a ring, and there was a primordial martial artist standing on it.

In fact, Nie Chen could have pinched out one of the nearly half of the Yuan Master Martial Artists to steadily replace the Ring Master, but he chose this Yuan General Martial Artist to sit in the ring.

Just because Nie Chen observed that in the competition just now, this martial artist was extremely ruthless, and the opponent was obviously defeated, but he had to knock the opponent out of the ring before he stopped, and there was a bit of arrogance in his eyes, which made Nie Chen feel a little disgusted.

Calmly stretched out a hand, Nie Chen just said one word lightly: "Please." ”

The person on the other side immediately probed a divine sense towards Nie Chen, but found that his divine soul detection had returned in vain! Then, he glanced nervously at a certain position in the Martial God Army.

In the Martial God Army, a divine consciousness instantly burst towards Nie Chen, and when that divine consciousness came into contact with Nie Chen, the master of that divine consciousness stared violently, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Nie Chen also felt that powerful divine sense at this moment, and it seemed to be the mysterious Yuan Venerable Martial Artist just now.

At this moment, Nie Chen also felt a burst of surprise, if this person paid attention to himself because he was in the ring, it was reasonable.

But this familiar and mysterious aura has begun to pay attention to himself this morning, at that time, Nie Chen was inconspicuous in the crowd, why has this person been paying attention to me?

Nie Chen's mind couldn't help but be full of suspicions.

(End of chapter)