Chapter 42: The Lonely City of the West Gate

In the endless void, countless rings are like dots of stars flashing in the void, with a faint starlight, suspended in the vastness, attracting the attention of countless players.

Layer after layer of seats suspended in the void, like stars and moons, neatly surrounded by the ring, it was very spectacular. In the midst of the noise, countless players sat in the audience, turning their heads and ears, looking around, both curious and envious, and put their eyes on the ring, on the players who stood proudly.

In the first round of elimination, each Jianghu decided 30 million promotion places, and among them, 10,000 people directly advanced to the third round, and the remaining other players had to play the second round of eliminations to compete for the remaining 990,000 promotion places.

Before the game, the system did not directly state that if you enter the third round, you will have the qualification to enter the final round, that is, to compete with the other two rivers and lakes. Therefore, when the news was announced by the system, many players who hid their strength in the first round were heartbroken and secretly regretted.

Of course, there is no use in regretting now, and there is only one way in front of the players who have advanced to the second round, and that is to stand out from the nearly 30 million players and compete for the last 990,000 promotion spots.

The first round of eliminations is a map scuffle, and the second round is a ring battle.

Where each of the rivers and lakes rings is located, there is a vast and boundless void, and in this void, there are 990,000 floating rings. In each ring, there is a defender, defeat the defender, the winner automatically becomes the champion, and if you lose, you will consume a chance to attack.

Each player has one hundred and eight chances to attack, and the initial champion of each ring is automatically selected by the system to perform the best in the first round, and they will be the champion of the first round. Finally, when no one chooses to attack, the 990,000 players in the ring will automatically advance to the next round.

In this round of competition, the goal is to select the strongest 990,000 players out of nearly 30 million players.

Dusk, apparently, is one of the 990,000 first-wheel champions.

The moment I learned the rules, Dusk understood that I was afraid that there was nothing to do with myself in this round of competition, and according to the terrifying strength I showed in the first round, I am afraid that few people dared to challenge themselves!

Around the ring, which seems to be particularly small in the void, thirty-six stone pillars are suspended out of thin air, and on the stone pillars and the ring, wisps of mysterious inscriptions are engraved, coiling dragons and flying phoenixes, continuously.

The boring dusk pillowed his arms behind his head, lying in the center of the ring, the snoring gradually rose, and the countless players around him couldn't help laughing, everyone else was fighting, you were good, you actually fell asleep, you didn't take other people seriously.

Not as expected by dusk, in the second round, except for some players who were looking for abuse to come up and disturb their sleep, when they woke up from sleep, the second round of the game has ended, and in the colorful light, they easily advanced to the dusk of the third round, and were teleported out of the game by the system.

After a three-day break, the third round of the knockout round has just begun, but this third round is no longer accurate to call the knockout round. After all, entering the third round, he has obtained the qualification for the three major rivers and lakes to compete in martial arts, and now the main purpose of the third round is to determine the ranking of the top million players in each river and lake.

It's still a ring match, two by two, the winner enters the winner's group, the loser enters the loser's group, loses twice in a row, and is eliminated directly, the more times they experience the ring, the higher the ranking, and so on, to determine the top 100 or even the top 10 players.

Looking at the dissipated figure in front of him, the dusk that had never moved, he could only sigh with emotion, how lonely it was to be invincible.

"It's so boring!" Carrying the ring stick, Dusk stretched his waist, and couldn't help but complain, it has been five games in a row, as long as the opponent sees that the opponent he wants to face is the invincible himself, the first reaction is to surrender directly, so that Dusk has not really moved until now.

One person surrendered, waited for a while, and a burst of light scattered in front of him at dusk, and a handsome old man in white clothes and gray hair appeared in the ring.

"Ximen Lonely City!" His expression changed slightly, and he looked at the handsome uncle in front of him at dusk, and muttered softly.

"The tenth powerhouse of the Chenggang Realm, the white-clothed sword god: Ximen Lonely City!

As a die-hard fan of Gu Yu, the emperor of the rivers and lakes, Ximen Gucheng has been active in the front line of Gu Jianlou more than ten years ago, waving the flag and shouting for Gu Yu, although later because of Gu Yu's retirement, Ximen Gucheng, like most of the members of Gu Jianlou, slowly disappeared in the major forums, but this does not mean that they have retired and are not concerned about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

"Jianghu", which Gu Yu participated in, was born, which led to countless members of the Ancient Sword Tower who had lived in seclusion for a long time, and Ximen Lonely City was one of them.

has been in the rivers and lakes for several years, and Ximen Gucheng, who stepped into the fateful city at an age, like many fans back then, did not compete with young people for fame and fortune, and his statement in the rivers and lakes was not obvious. However, in the first round of elimination, the Condor Jianghu No. 7932 competitive map, in the floating city, the lonely city of Ximen was one person and one sword, and within one night, he killed five hundred enemies in a row, shocking the world.

After a few years of silence, a shocking world, one of the five halls of the ancient sword building, the 'top of the Forbidden City', the lonely city of Ximen who had followed Gu Yu to dominate the world, with the cultivation of Chenggang Realm, there is no doubt that he has become one of the four sword gods of the new generation of the ancient sword tower. ”

"Twilight!" Seeing the bronze mask on the young man's face, Ximen Gucheng immediately reacted and stood in front of him with the identity of this person.

"You're not going to surrender without a fight, are you?" Moving his arms, Dusk said with a slight mockery.

"Oh, actually, that's what I want to say to you!" Ximen Gucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said without fear in the face of this first person in the Chenggang Realm.

Listening to the wind chanting and Tsing Yi Shengxue, they were all the opponents he wanted to defeat in Ximen Gucheng back then, and the achievements they failed to complete, Ximen Gucheng really wanted to challenge it.

"That's good!" Hearing the words of Ximen Lonely City, Dusk let out a long sigh of relief and said, "I can finally do it!" ”

"Huh..." As soon as the sound of dusk fell, it was the sound of a long sword out of the body, and the long sword in the hand of Ximen Lonely City was cold, and the wisps of coldness had quickly spread around the foot of Ximen Lonely City.

"It's kind of interesting!" Although I don't understand why the Ximen Lonely City didn't defend it, but Dusk didn't care about these details, felt the chill coming from under his feet, and looked at the ring that gradually condensed into a layer of frost, Dusk didn't expect that the current cultivation of the Ximen Lonely City looked like it was even higher than a few people who listened to the wind.

"Ding..." The snow-white sword gang shrouded the sword body, and the body seemed to be hovering with pieces of flying snow, and the cold face of Ximen Gucheng did not say half a word of nonsense, and the long sword followed the person, stabbing towards the dusk.

The pale golden streamer flashed, the ring stick was thrown out, and the tip of the long sword was in the middle, and while complaining at dusk, it was entangled with the lonely city of Ximen.

The competition between two powerhouses in the Chenggang Realm is not common in the early stage of this round of ring competition, so before the two of them start fighting, they have already attracted immeasurable players to watch.

And the battle between the two has also feasted the eyes of these players who come inexplicably, whether it is the lonely city of Ximen with all their strength and cold like winter, or the twilight when the wind is light and the clouds are constantly complaining, they are all attacking against attacking, and in front of countless players, a big drama of attack is staged...