Chapter 292: The Battle of the Emperor's Monument
"That's too bullying, isn't it?"
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Because even if they start cultivating in this generation, it will only be about twenty years, but those people have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and the gap in their background is too big, and it will have a very big impact on their combat power.
On the side, Yan Hongchen's face was also solemn.
This news is too shocking, usually, at most, it is a battle of three generations, but this time the situation will be far more than every time, the strong people who were silent in the past, feel that they have no hope of breaking through the martial saint, they will appear here, and they will compete for the luck on the emperor tablet, so as to become holy.
The fifth Leng Yu sighed and continued: "Judging from the news we got from the Beacon Tower, there were several very powerful masters in the previous generation, such as the ninth Wind Emperor, the third Yuan Emperor, the first Dream Emperor, etc., these people are all strong people in the previous session. ā
"Listed as the Emperor Monument, I hope to get more luck and go further in the Martial Saint Realm when I appear again this time."
"The same is true of the last session, the first place is still the Dream Emperor, the third place is the Sword Emperor, and the fourth place is the Sky Emperor, and they have also appeared."
"And among the older generation, the once extremely famous Emperor Shatian, the Emperor of Pure Yang, and the Emperor of Mixed Yuan have all appeared in the Imperial City, and I don't know how many people have not shown up."
Yan Hongchen frowned and said, "Didn't you say that many people went to the Western Regions to find the method of sanctification?" ā
Luo Yun explained: "You don't know, the so-called method of sanctification, the possibility is not high, otherwise you can just practice according to the previous realm. Try a few more ways and hopefully always be greater. ā
"And luck is mysterious and magical, whether it is useful for yourself or for future generations, the more the better."
After that, the fifth Leng Yu gave a detailed introduction to the achievements of the strongest among them, and the abilities they were good at in the past.
Early the next morning, the monument of the emperor was surrounded by a sea of people.
At noon, eight streams of light fell from the sky, suspended in the air like stars, and the divine aura was surging.
"It's not too early, fellow Daoists, let's start!"
As soon as the words fell, the eight magic tricks fell from the sky into the Emperor Monument.
With a buzz, the Emperor Sealing Tablet flew out with eight bronze martial arts platforms full of runes.
I only heard that there was a divine hiding in the light in the sky, and shouted: "Eight martial arts platforms, each ring selects twenty people, wins five games in a row, and no one takes the stage within ten breaths to win one, a total of one hundred and sixty people are selected." ā
"The martial arts battle adopts a point battle, a win gets ten scales of luck, a draw gets five scales, a loss does not increase, and the top four in each ring enter the next round."
"That's the rule, let's get started."
As soon as the words fell, someone couldn't wait to take the stage.
Luo Yun said to the women around him: "You guys, really don't participate? ā
Yan Hongchen said: "I didn't come here to seal the emperor's monument, so I should have a long insight." ā
Dongfang Yue said: "I'm not interested either. ā
Loy said: "I have lost to Blood, all the hole cards have been taken out, and if I play again, I will suffer a lot." ā
Fifth, Leng Yu just smiled and didn't speak.
"Then I'll go!"
Luo Yun said, flew up and boarded the martial arts platform.
His opponent was a young man in his twenties, who was supposed to be from a great sect in Middle-earth, brightly dressed, with an extraordinary temperament, and was very good at swordsmanship, having already defeated two opponents before.
"I'll be your opponent, let the horse come!"
The human emperor is lucky, and Luo Yun's gestures are full of the power of the superior.
Then, after the other party saw that it was Luo Yun, he hesitated and chose to admit defeat.
Famous and frightened!
Yes, three years ago, Luo Yun beheaded the leader of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi on the Human Emperor Holy War Platform, defeated the strong man of the Dragon Clan, and took away the inheritance of the Human Emperor, that scene was too shocking.
The entire continent has witnessed his earth-shattering achievements.
Especially for the geniuses of the same generation who had entered the Holy Land, the sword madness Luo Yun was like a big mountain, pressing on everyone's heads.
After the other party jumped off the martial arts platform, ten more illusory cyan scales immediately appeared above Luo Yun's head.
Then, an embarrassing scene appeared.
Ten breaths, no one on stage.
Twenty breaths, no one on stage.
Thirty breaths, no one on stage.
The people below are talking about this.
"This sword madness Luo Yun is too much, why is he here?"
"Yes, he has obviously obtained the luck of the emperor, why do you want to come with us to grab this bit of luck from the emperor's monument?"
"It shouldn't be, didn't it mean that many people from the Chivalrous Sect went to the Western Regions!"
"Yes, the Western Regions is where he should go, why did he come here."
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But at this moment, someone finally couldn't help but jump on the martial arts platform.
"Let the old man try your sword madness Luo Yun, what qualifications do you have to get the inheritance of the human emperor."
This is a burly old man.
Although his beard and hair are white, his flesh is like an iron tower, and his blood is like an ocean, and he is extremely strong.
It seems that he was supposed to take the path of sanctification in the flesh.
"It's the Evil Tiger Emperor!" Someone in the crowd recognized the old man.
"He is the Evil Tiger Emperor who can tear the dragon, it is rumored that he reached the finals in the last session, and his strength is quite good."
"It is said that in their generation, he was in the top five in terms of physical strength."
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Luo Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Just let the horse come." ā
The Evil Tiger Emperor's body bent, his legs kicked hard, his body was like a heavenly tiger, and his figure jumped in front of Luo Yun several times.
Before anyone arrived, a tiger roar came first.
The sound wave was visible to the naked eye, with a terrifying tiger power that shocked the soul, and many people who were too close to watch the battle below were directly frightened and fell to the ground, and some were even directly stunned.
At the next moment when the tiger roared, the Evil Tiger Emperor's ten fingers were like hooks, like a tiger coming down the mountain towards Luo Yun.
Even if an ordinary strong person is not traumatized by that tiger roar, at least he will be affected, and then he will not be able to escape the killing of the Evil Tiger Emperor.
The Evil Tiger Emperor was proud in his heart, this was his famous combo, and it was with this set of combos that he entered the finals of the battle for the Emperor Monument.
Now, fifty years later, his cultivation is far stronger than it was at the beginning.
However, just when his hands were about to hit Luo Yun's head, Luo Yun screamed.
"Defeat!"
The sound was like thunder, the sound wave was monstrous, and it directly set off a terrible hurricane, and the whole person of the Evil Tiger Emperor was directly swept out, and after falling out of the ring, he actually fainted directly.
Everyone's eyes widened and they exclaimed.
"I can't believe it!"
"That's the strong man who once reached the finals, and he was defeated by a word!"
"It's unbelievable that the sound attack is so strong!"
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Luo Yun successfully obtained a qualification.
On the other side, the Dream Emperor, who won the first place in the Holy Demon Sect for two consecutive years, appeared on the stage, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.