Li Kezhou knelt on the ground again, mentioned the Yunlong Meal Method, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing.

Not so long ago, he went through several battles, and although the losses in swordsmanship were small, they allowed him to see the power of the "top ten" chivalry.

The Iron Soul of the Mighty Sword is only ranked tenth, so it has such power. He wasn't sure what level of strength the nine masters in front of him had reached, and whether these people had also participated in this election.

Therefore, he had to adapt himself to the best possible condition.

...

Early in the morning of the first day.

Li Kezhou closed his eyes and woke up.

A buzzing sound came just in time.

His eyes are black and he has a feeling of weightlessness under his feet.

Immediately after, the people disappeared from the jade platform.

In his case, it happened in 299 other rooms at the same time.

When he felt his feet on the ground, a bright light appeared in front of him, and his eyes were bright.

At the time, he seemed to be in the Colosseum of his predecessors. His eyes were empty, and his platform was dozens of stories high. At that time, he was already overcrowded.

At the same time, hundreds of people gathered in dense clusters.

Three hundred people from the previous room were present in this place.

Seeing that the expected person finally appeared, an exclamation rang out from the audience:

"Look...... Is this the world's top 300 in the past 30 years?

"That's right, they are the dragons and phoenixes in the world!"

"I heard that three months ago, more than 50,000 people signed up for the competition. It is said that Xiao Yunfeng, the Mountain of Death and the Sea of Blood are all dead!"

According to later statistics, more than 8,000 people survived and walked out of the mountains, and only 600 people were given this place. In the end, more than four-fifths of them died, and this should not be called a graveyard of geniuses!

Of the 300 people who received praise from others, most showed an arrogant expression.

This is really something to be proud of, after all, from the battle of 50,000 people, then after the first round of bloody occupation, and finally now, it is possible to stand here, without the wave of fame and fortune.

Among the three hundred, one of them was very depressed and excited, and said to himself: "What is going on" Baikui blood rake"

Everyone who hears these four words shows a fierce war.

Li Kezhou was not the tallest man in the crowd, nor the most gorgeously dressed man, nor the strongest sword in his body, so few people paid attention to him.

He looked around the table, and the number rose to the bottom of the table.

"Baikui blood roll?"

When he heard someone mention it, he was a little skeptical. It was the first time he had come to Shen Lan. He had never heard of the canon before and was a little confused.

"Big Brother Li......"

A teenager in the crowd squeezed out and walked towards him.

Li Kezhou saw the man and a smile appeared on his face. "Is it going well?"

The young frog was naturally pitiful, he smirked and said: "It's still going well, I wanted to compete for the top 10 rooms, but at that time, the fight was too fierce" I watched for a while and remembered what you said to me before, so I didn't participate. Finally, I found a room in the back.

Li Kezhou hadn't answered yet, but he heard a yin and yang voice: "You can kill ten people with one hand, and I can only rank twenty of your yellow-haired boys, and I don't dare to say it..... Shame

Hearing a familiar voice, Li Kezhou turned his head sideways and saw a familiar face.

He laughed loudly: "Wan Kuipeng, you really can't change yourself The last time I gave you that punch, it didn't seem to blow you up alive, but we had the courage to break through the door and talk to each other?"

Speaking of this, Wan Kuipeng's teeth rattled, and a pair of fiery eyes stared at him deadly!

Of course, he wouldn't tell the other party that the punch had knocked him out completely.

For a man, this hatred is far stronger than killing an entire family.

He has been waiting for revenge. The former "Sword and Iron Soul" was angered by him and led the other party to kill the door.

But he only knew that Iron Soul had gone to find this person, but he didn't know very well.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You brute, you are so lucky to be alive today, but I can tell you that you will not live long, and you will ...... soon."

He grinned fiercely!

Li Kaizhou smiled and said, "But I heard the details of it"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Wan Kuipeng even laughed when he thought of a place that could alleviate the hatred: "I'm not afraid to tell you that you can live until now, it's really luck, just because you didn't find you, otherwise...... "You are a corpse!"

Li Kezhou listened to his words and understood that he didn't seem to know that the iron soul didn't find him in the eyes of the other party, otherwise he wouldn't be alive today.

"I'm talking about this man who is the tenth hard-hearted man in the world!" "Honestly, I framed you. He's been looking for revenge on you. You'll find out soon!"

Wan Kuipeng grinned cruelly.

Li Kezhou looked at his idiot and attacked him lazily, and he smiled and said, "Is this the only one with the iron soul, if you want to rely on him, you have to count on the meteor to kill me, this possibility is much more reliable than if you rely on him."

"The dead duck's mouth is hard!" "I'm waiting to see you die!"

When Wan Kuipeng saw this person, he felt a faint pain in his leg. He was afraid of annoying the other side. Ignoring the place, he hurried away, putting aside a merciless word.

Li Kezhou also lazily took care of the ignorant, and turned his head to the teenager: "By the way, you know!, what is the 'White Kui Blood Rake', does it have anything to do with the second round of the competition we are going to have next?"

Ah Poor nodded a lot in the front: "Big brother is really good, the bloodline of this Bai Kui clan, in fact, as the name of the general, is a simple race, but there are some differences from the usual race, and finally decided to have more than a hundred ......leaders."

Li Kezhou understood as soon as he heard it.

There are 300 of them. They wanted a three-man fight. The last one is the Leader. After a hundred games, three hundred were eliminated, leaving the last hundred.

It turned out that his ideas were still too naïve.

Because at this time, a gray-haired old man appeared on the battlefield Ayang. After introducing himself from the domineering Ice Sword Academy, he began to loudly announce the rules of the second round.

It's not like a threesome, fight, as Li Kezhou thought, but in a "challenged" way.

Anyone who ranks above 100 has the opportunity to challenge and compete for the top 100 until no one is competing anymore and a top 100 seat is created.

After the old man finished explaining the rules, the whole courtroom boiled.

"There is no suspense about these hundred queens. It's best to choose the first 100 directly. After all, these hundred queens are proven by their strength!"

"Well, the first hundred men who can occupy this position in the battle of six hundred have proven their strength?

"Stupid, are you stupider than yourself, if it's really as simple as you say, what is the meaning of the existence of the Baikui tribe?

I heard that this is a big scuffle, and it does not rule out indifference to fame and fortune, and for those who don't care about the so-called rankings, there is no adequate struggle.

Besides, where is the dragon vein? Three months of practice is equal to many years of outdoor practice. Three months ago, when there was a difference in chess, three months later, we inevitably failed to win the battle!

Hearing someone's analysis, all the listeners nodded in agreement.

(End of chapter)