Under the opening of the way, the young people of Lingyue Island and Wumen basically did not encounter any obstacles, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

The summit area of Lingshan is divided into four levels.

Correspondingly, there are four genius levels: King, Shenhou, Tianjiao, and Renjie.

If you want to compete for the king's seat, you must first become a god.

That means that if you don't have the title in your body, then you have to break through layer by layer, starting from Renjie Yaza, and moving towards the peak of Lingshan.

However, young geniuses who have already obtained the corresponding title at the last conference can go directly to the corresponding area without having to wander through layer by layer.

"Senior Brother Ling Chen, I'm waiting for you up there."

Xiaoyaohou glanced at Ling Chen, and then performed light skills, floating like a kun bird, and disappeared from sight.

"We went too."

Gu Wuru and Leng Qianyan nodded towards Ling Chen, and then their bodies also moved, following Xiaoyaohou.

"Only those who are stronger can ascend to a higher position, and they are really respected by strength."

Ling Chen shook his head, there are undoubtedly many people in this area, here, the quota of thirty-six outstanding people will be judged, as for the rest, it is not that they will be eliminated directly, but there will still be a three, six, nine and so on.

"Is this the kid?"

In the area of Wildfire City, when Wei Renjie saw where Ling Chen was, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and a hint of jealousy appeared in his eyes.

Ling Chen is in the Demon Dragon Underworld, and the battle to defeat the Gui Ming Hou is still vivid, this guy is no longer something they can afford to provoke.

"Everyone, listen, if Ling Chen comes out later, don't come out and avoid fighting him." Wei Renjie commanded to the core disciples of the Wild Fire City.

"Senior Brother Wei, why is this?"

In the crowd, it was none other than Tang Wuji of the Tang family who asked questions, obviously he didn't understand Wei Renjie's words.

"How can there be so many whys, don't make a move if you don't make a move, otherwise you will suffer the consequences at your own risk."

Wei Renjie said coldly.

Of course he wouldn't say that one of his arms was cut off by Ling Chen, and Senior Brother Gui Ming Hou was also a defeated general under Ling Chen, since he couldn't say anything, what else did he have to say.

"Yes, Senior Brother Wei."

Tang Wuji nodded a little unwillingly, on the surface he was respectful, but in his heart he had already scolded Wei Renjie, a waste man was still so arrogant, if he wasn't afraid of the other party's strength, he would have knocked Wei Renjie away with one punch.

"Strange, why is Wei Renjie so jealous of this Ling Chen?"

Tang Wuji still had some doubts in his heart, could it be that this Wei Renjie had suffered a loss in Ling Chen's hands?

Impossible.

You must know that Wei Renjie's strength is the top in the level of Renjie, even if he is missing an arm now, it is still no problem to keep the title of Renjie.

"No matter, anyway, I won't make a move on this Ling Chen, and if I want to do it when the time comes, it's also Ling Qianji's business." Tang Wuji sneered, his gaze fell on Ling Qianji, who was not far away.

At this time, the latter was also staring at Ling Chen with a sneer, obviously taking Ling Chen as his biggest target.

The competition for the seat of Renjie is undoubtedly quite tragic.

Several geniuses of the younger generation that Ling Chen knew, such as Ghost Tianchou and Kong Wenju, were all defeated in the battle and lost the qualification to continue to compete for the seat of Renjie.

Although it is said that if you only lose one game, you will not completely lose hope, but the probability of being assessed as a hero is much smaller, and it will no longer be a priority.

Therefore, for the young geniuses present, every battle must be carefully considered, and they cannot fight casually.

In this area, there are already five young talents who have taken the position of outstanding people.

However, this is only temporary, and it does not mean that their position is secure and they can rest easy.

"Senior Brother Lingchen, let's try it too!"

Chen Qingzhi and Qin Yiren both saw that they were a little itchy, the seats of Renjie were limited, if they didn't start early, the more they went to the back, the fewer seats they had, and the more difficult it would be.

"Go ahead!"

Ling Chen nodded, these two people have been trained by him, and now they have the strength to compete for the seat of a masterpiece, especially Chen Qingzhi, winning the title of a masterpiece, it should be quite stable.

Chen Qingzhi's opponent is a core disciple of Yunni Temple, with a string of Buddhist beads, holding a Zen staff, his strength is not weak, and he has defeated several young geniuses who came to compete with him for a seat in a row.

"Where did the unknown come from, report your name!"

This purple-robed monk of Yunni Temple, with a fierce cold light bursting out of his eyes, glared at Chen Qingzhi, and shouted loudly.

"Wumen, Chen Qingzhi!"

Chen Qingzhi responded with a fist clasped towards the purple-robed monk.

"I haven't heard of it."

The purple-robed monk shook his head, and a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes, "I won't fight with nobodies, you step down and replace it with someone stronger in your division." ”

"Hehe, it's enough for me to deal with you!"

The spear in Chen Qingzhi's hand was horizontal, and the sharp gun intent burst out, and the black spear in his hand had already turned into an astonishing cold light, and suddenly shot towards the purple-robed monk!

"Look for death!"

The purple-robed monk was furious, and the golden true qi burst out from his body, only to see him spitting Sanskrit, and a series of Buddha light mantras flashed out from his Zen staff, and suddenly smashed towards Chen Qingzhi.

A very majestic Buddha shadow condensed behind the purple-robed monk, exuding a vast and solemn treasure atmosphere.

"This kid is really uninteresting, he dares to challenge Jin Guangseng, doesn't he know that Jin Guangseng has won the title of Renjie for two consecutive years, his strength is strong, and he has always been stable, how can it be so easy to take away Renjie's seat from his hands?"

"As the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, newcomers often like to challenge authority, and when he touches his nose, he will naturally know that he is wrong."

"Also, it's the first time for the entire Wumen to participate in the Ninth Stream Conference, no wonder."

Many young junjie have already paid attention to this battle, and immediately exchanged ears and discussed.

"Great Day Thunder!"

The golden light monk shouted, he opened his mouth and spit out a Sanskrit sound, which was mixed with extremely violent thunder, and slashed at Chen Qingzhi in shock.

"Canglong goes to sea!"

Chen Qingzhi did not retreat or dodge, the black spear in his hand swept out, and at the tip of the spear, a hideous dragon head suddenly appeared, suddenly opened its huge mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach according to a Sanskrit sound.

"What?"

Seeing this, Jin Guang Seng was also taken aback, but fortunately he was not slow to react, and immediately urged his true qi to arrange defenses, condensing a mouthful of golden bell protection around his body.

"Give me a crack!"

Chen Qingzhi's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce color, and the spear in his hand suddenly turned into a spiral, drilling on the golden bell, directly breaking the golden bell.

Poof!

The black spear slammed into the Golden Light Monk's body, leaving a bloody hole in his body, and blood burst out, knocking it out alive.