Chapter 411: Number, Ren Yin Two Four Six!

Zhao Kuo!

Hao Ren clearly saw this time that in the venue with the sign of "Yi Mao", Zhao Kuo slowly withdrew his fists and stood majestically.

Zhao Kuo, who was victorious, looked around, and finally put his eyes on Hao Ren, who was separated by three small martial arts arenas.

The 24 competition platforms are all one meter higher than the flat ground.

Therefore, standing on the jousting platform, you can just see the situation of several jousting platforms around you.

At this time, Hao Ren and Zhao Kuo both defeated their respective opponents, standing on the field of "Shocking" and "Lixia" respectively, looking at each other from afar.

Dozens of meters away, Hao Ren could still feel the extremely penetrating and deterrent domineering in Zhao Kuo's eyes!

"Ren Yin 168, Ren Yin 197."

The censor of the stunning field then announced.

Hao Ren looked at Zhao Kuo again and jumped off the competition platform.

The monks around the competition platform are densely packed, and the competition platform is one meter higher than the surroundings, so the monks standing around the stunning field will definitely not see the competition in the Lixia field.

"Childe is amazing!"

Hao Ren returned to the sidelines, and Lu Linlin and Lu Lili immediately greeted him. They handed water to Hao Ren and towels to Hao Ren, completely playing the role of cheerleaders.

Zhao Yanzi's little face flushed, seeing Hao Ren's majestic face, she was actually very happy, but she didn't want to admit that Hao Ren was powerful, but pouted and snorted coldly.

"It's six wins in a row." Xie Yujia smiled lightly and said.

"Which one of them can win is not a winning streak." Zhen Congming poured a basin of cold water with his words.

His words are very unpleasant, but he is also telling the truth, the 24 martial arts arenas are only for preliminary selection, and those who can break through from their respective martial arts arenas must have won 7 or 8 consecutive victories.

Zhao Hongyu smiled at Hao Ren, "Hao Ren participated in the examination for the first time, and it was not easy to achieve such a result. ”

After saying that, she frowned slightly and glanced in the direction of the Dragon Temple.

Two hours have passed since the martial arts test began. And Zhao Guang entered the Dragon God Temple with the two elders, and it had been two hours.

Hao Ren looked at Zhao Hongyu, thought about it, and decided not to talk about Zhao Kuo. Looking at Zhao Kuo's momentum, he can definitely win from the "Yi Mao" number.

And as long as Zhao Kuo can fight all the way, he will not leave without permission. Zhao Hongyu is worried about Zhao Guang now, so she still doesn't mention Zhao Kuo's matter for the time being.

On the startled competition platform, a monk with another monk was fighting fiercely.

The competition is carried out round by round, and the weaker monks will inevitably be eliminated.

Monks of earthquake magnitude, even if they have good luck at the beginning, they encounter monks of earthquake magnitude, and they can rush to the second and third rounds, but they will definitely not be able to survive the fourth and fifth rounds.

On the competition platform, the monk with the identity card of "Ren Yin 168" hanging on his waist suddenly had a wooden bowl in his hand.

The waist card is the monk of "Ren Yin 197", with a layer of yellow thick armor around his body, and the two sledgehammers in his hands also emit a fierce yellow light.

The strength of the two people is equal, and neither of them can continue to retain their spiritual power, and each fights his true strength.

In the palm of "Ren Yin 168", a wooden cone suddenly flew out, instantly piercing the armor of "Ren Yin 197", and then directly piercing the shoulder of "Ren Yin 197", with a trace of blood, flying out of the shoulder blade behind!

"Ren Yin 197" snorted, and then tried to refute it, but his right leg was pierced by a wooden cone flying back from behind, and with a bang, he was nearly two meters tall and sat directly on the competition platform.

"Offended!"

This wood-based monk of the level of the system, and then the wooden bowl released a blue light, and the earth-based monk numbered "Ren Yin 197" was knocked out of the field.

Several earth elders around the arena hurriedly ran over to help the earth monk up.

The earth cultivator pushed away the elders around him, and with his own perseverance, he limped to his feet, his face full of unwilling expressions.

It can be seen that this "Ren Yin 197" is a rookie of a certain earth dragon clan, but his skills are not as good as others, no matter how annoyed he is, it is useless, he can only return to the mountains, practice hard, and look forward to fighting again next year!

The censor in charge of the sting stood up coldly and shouted, "Ren Yin 168, Ren Yin 246!" ”

This censor didn't even look at the defeated earth cultivator with a straight eye, and in a situation like this, he couldn't even count them in the annual Dragon God Temple's exam.

What the Dragon Temple wants is for the ten strongest to become the official censors, and the 40 strongest to become the alternate assistant examiners. Those monks who were defeated early, no matter how big they were, were not what the Dragon Temple wanted.

Standing on the martial arts arena, "Ren Yin 168" requires half a stick of incense to rest and adjust. The next opponent of the wood monk is Hao Ren, the assistant examiner numbered "Ren Yin 246", and if he wins again, he will win the championship of Ren Yin's group with 7 consecutive victories and advance to the next competition.

The censor nodded in agreement, so this "Ren Yin 168" hurried back to the stage. More than a dozen wood elders who were waiting next to the competition platform immediately surrounded him, several elders dredged his muscles and veins, and one elder poured out a spirit pill from the bottle and swallowed it for him. There were also a few elders who looked at Hao Ren and kept admonishing towards "Ren Yin 168".

If the ancient Xiucai was the top student in high school, he would not only glorify his ancestors, but also bring substantial benefits to his family.

The same is true for the Dragon Temple's examination. If the monks in the sect become official censors, then this faction is not something that anyone can bully. Especially for those medium-strength Dragon Palaces, the more monks who become censors, the more they can show their strength.

"Ren Yin 168, Ren Yin 246!" A moment passed, and the inquisitor stood up again and shouted.

The wood-based monk who had replenished his spiritual power swooped and jumped onto the competition platform.

Hao Ren entered the martial arts arena steadily, and the silver dragon logo on his shoulder became particularly conspicuous in the gradually rising sunlight.

This wood monk had also carefully watched Hao Ren's game just now, and found that Hao Ren was good at fighting, without any magic weapons, and his realm was relatively ordinary.

But the more this happened, the more he didn't dare to relax, for fear that Hao Ren would deliberately hide his strength. This wood cultivator asked the elders in the sect to carefully observe the situation of Hao Ren's companions.

However, the information he got made him very confused - in Hao Ren's support group, two beautiful twin beauties felt very strong, but they did not emit any kind of light from the dragon clan; The two who seem to be mother and daughter, one is Xun-level, and the other is in the foundation building period, whether they are dragon monks or human monks; There is also a beautiful woman, ordinary, who looks like a mortal, who has no fluctuations in spiritual power at all, but seems to carry some magic weapon, a glimmer of gold and silver; There is also a little boy, who only has the realm of leaving the level, but that kind of fierce light does not look like a little boy; Finally, there is a hunched old man, the Xun level of the Water Dragon Clan, the realm is not very strong, but the kind of sophistication and subtlety shown by his gestures feels like he comes from a very powerful sect......

"Please!"

"Please!"

On the martial arts field, the wood monk and Hao Ren gestured to each other.

The identity of Hao Ren's motley army's support group and his assistant censor made the monk with the number Ren Yin 168 a little confused about Hao Ren.

So it was precisely because of this that the Wood Monk decided to suppress Hao Ren when he made a move!

The wooden bowl in his hand emitted a dazzling blue light, which shot straight into Hao Ren's heart!

Aoki Jue!

This wood-based monk, at the age of 28, has reached the top grade, and he is only one step away from reaching the Xun level, and he is in the lineage of the wood-based dragon clan in Qingcheng Mountain, and even in the entire wood-type dragon clan, he is a newcomer.

As long as he exerts his best strength, the elders in the door are not even his opponents.

Therefore, he had the confidence to press back the momentum of the Gen-level Hao Ren at once! Unless, Hao Ren still has hidden strength, but this time, it is enough to stimulate Hao Ren's hidden strength!

"Be careful!"

Seeing the menacing wooden monks on the competition platform, Zhao Yanzi, who was standing outside the competition platform, couldn't help but shout. Just now, the earth-based monk was seriously injured and his shoulder and right leg were pierced, and Zhao Yanzi hadn't forgotten it......

Hao Ren's hands stretched out, and he swiped twice, and the blue light came to Hao Ren's face, and was directly taken away by Hao Ren!

Splitting the sword shadow duel, absorb!

The power released by Aoki Jue and the magic weapon of the wood attribute is, of course, also the element of the wood attribute, and the light splitting sword shadow duel has the magical power to absorb the elements of the five elements!

Directly absorbing the opponent's attack seems to be a little risky, but Hao Ren pays attention to all the games of the "Surprise Field", and for this wood-based monk who has also passed the level, Hao Ren can turn it out of his memory in the first six games!

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles!

Hao Ren made a move and was ready to receive the spiritual power of the wood attribute, and he knew what kind of proportion it was, of course he could catch it!

The spiritual power of the wood system entered Hao Ren's body from Hao Ren's palm, and then penetrated into the soles of his feet, and in a reincarnation, it was transformed cleanly!

A shallow white sword aura shot out from Hao Ren's little finger.

Golden sword energy! Jin Kemu!

Almost at the same time, Hao Ren turned over lightly and slapped his palm at this monk with the number Ren Yin 168!

A brown wooden cone suddenly pierced out of the wooden monk's forehead!

Hao Ren's hand was like lightning, and he pinched the wooden cone at once, and the Chaos Divine Thunder flashed in his palm, and the wooden cone was instantly broken into two!

The white sword qi that had just been shot out in advance arrived in front of the wood cultivator at the same time as Hao Ren's figure.

The wooden monk raised his hands to resist Hao Ren's palm slap, but unexpectedly he was hit in the chest, his whole body was paralyzed, he couldn't react at all, and his shoulder was slapped by Hao Ren fiercely!

And in Hao Ren's palm, there is also white gold spiritual power!

The wooden monk only felt that his whole body was going to be loose, and he took a few steps back, whether it was offensive or defensive, all of them collapsed, and he stepped into the air and fell from the competition platform!

Boom......

Sticking to the giant stone blocks of the tournament platform, the wooden monk fell to the ground, kicking up some dust.

Those wood elders hurried over and helped up the young monk with the number "Ren Yin 168".

"Take!" Hao Ren stood on the edge of the competition platform, raised his hands, and still had a good demeanor.

Zhao Yanzi stood on the flat ground, looking at Hao Ren with flying robes, and almost starry eyes-Hao Ren, why is he suddenly so handsome!!

The wooden monk was paralyzed and aching all over, he looked up at Hao Ren standing on the competition platform, indignant, gritted his teeth and shouted, "You cheat! ”

Seeing that everyone around him was looking at him, he pointed to Zhao Yanzi and their support group of unknown origin, "It must be that they are assisting outside the field, using hidden weapons!" ”

"Hey! You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense! Zhao Yanzi couldn't bear it, and immediately jumped out, pointing at the wood monk and shouting.

"I said that he is a Gen-level monk, how can he rush through six levels in a row, you must be making trouble!" The wood cultivator looked at Zhao Yanzi and them, barely got up, and said loudly.

The examiner in charge of the venue, not paying attention to their quarrel, raised his right hand. The identity badge on the waist of the wooden monk automatically fell off, flew into the inquisitor's hand, and then quickly turned black.

This also means that this wood monk is not eligible to continue the competition! The censor decided that Hao Ren won!

"I'm not convinced, they use hidden weapons, check their identities!" The wood monk pointed at Zhao Yanzi and them, and shouted even louder.

He is a young master of the Qingcheng Mountain Wood Dragon lineage, how could he have suffered such humiliation, and in just two moves, he was defeated by a Gen-level monk!

"If you lose, you lose, and if you lose, you can't afford to lose, beep...... Useless! The more Zhao Yanzi listened, the more angry he became, and he simply made a grimace at the wood cultivator.

At this moment, the Wood Cultivator was immediately enraged, and he immediately stood up and shouted to the elders beside him, "Elder Liu, Elder Ye, teach them a lesson!" ”

The wood dragon clan of Qingcheng Mountain is in the southwest area, and it also belongs to a larger force, this wood monk is the young master of the dragon clan of Qingcheng Mountain, he always feels that he has lost in vain, he is angry, and he was excited by Zhao Yanzi, how can he bear it?

"East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ren Yin 246, win!" The censor, standing on the jousting platform, announced.

Donghae Dragon Palace......

The voice of the censor was not loud. But these four words shocked all the monks around the field at once!

Dragon Palace in the East China Sea?

The wood elders of Qingcheng Mountain all looked at Zhao Yanzi and them in surprise. And some other forces around also looked at Zhao Hongyu suspiciously.

There are 24 martial arts arenas, representing a total of 24 font sizes. Each font will produce a monk who will eventually break through, and at this time, the censor will announce the origin of the winning monk's sect.

The Dragon Palace of the East China Sea also came to participate in the Dragon God Temple's exam?!

Such news suddenly caused an uproar around the stunning field***!

Those elders of Qingcheng Mountain, dragging their young master with both hands, hurriedly and quietly retreated.

The forces of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea can not be provoked!