Chapter 1262 Hundred Saint Martial Hall [Ask for a Guaranteed Monthly Pass~~]
The third arena of the galaxy, the stage of the silver plate powerhouse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Hundred Holy Grail, Seventh Round, Match 367."
"From the Donghuang Empire's 'Heart Nirvana', against the Yinwu Empire's 'Northern Darkness Undefeated'." In the huge arena, two figures flashed, surging with combat power, and the two corners of the arena were opposed.
Outside the arena, there were countless imperial powerhouses watching.
"Xinni, 12050 points, 63% gold-level win rate."
"The North is undefeated, with 78,666 points and a gold-level win rate of 72%."
"This is a contest between the newcomer 'Xinni' and the old powerhouse of the Yinwu Empire, the 'Northern Immortal', and the winner will enter the eighth round of the Hundred Holy Grail, let's wait and see who can have the last laugh!"
Above the arena, there was a sound of commentary that aroused everyone's emotions.
The onlookers also exploded.
"The newcomer Xinni is really a dark horse, and he went all the way to the seventh round of the Hundred Holy Cup."
"I heard that he has just been promoted to the gold level not long ago, and you can see that most of his points were won in the first six rounds of the Hundred Holy Cup, so he was really lucky." Generally speaking, the points in the arena are earned by real play.
But sometimes, there are shortcuts.
For example, in the current Hundred Holy Grail, there are a lot of points for every win.
From 10,000 to 12,000 points, it is not as easy as it seems, newcomers often do not adapt to the gold-level competition, and they are beaten down, but Lin Feng is becoming more and more courageous, but he has sprung up.
"He's going to lose this time."
"The North Underworld has been undefeated and famous for a long time, and the points and winning rate are much higher than those of the heart."
"I wonder if Xinnirvana will still create miracles?"
In the midst of everyone's discussion, the battle was already in an instant.
In the undefeated roar of the Silver Warrior Empire, a silver armed battle armor instantly condensed on his body, which blended perfectly with the skin on his body, greatly increasing his combat power.
It's a human being, but it's a different human being.
Silver Warriors.
Over there, Lin Feng also carried the form of hating the sky, as fierce as Shura, his eyes flashed with the light of the dark demon, and he held the evil black knife in his hand, and in an instant, he was already fighting fiercely with the undefeated Northern Darkness.
Two different knives create an evenly matched duel.
The crowd outside the stadium shouted hysterically, and the blood boiled.
At this time, in the box of the Galaxy Arena, a middle-aged man who was not angry and arrogant was looking down at the battle below, and said in a deep voice: "Have you checked the information clearly?" ”
"Master, his identity information is a little weird, it shouldn't be me." A white-eyed young man said.
"Borrowing someone else's identity?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.
Borrowing an identity is a secret that is not declared.
After the warrior 'disappears', the citizen's information will not be cancelled, and then there is an opportunity, which is countless in the Donghuang Empire, especially the status of the Shijue is the most popular.
"Yes, his identity information is 'Ninth Class Citizen'." The white-eyed young man said.
Ninth class citizens?
How can a rising star who has made it to the seventh round be a ninth-class citizen!
"Master, as the information shows, there is no belonging to this heart." The white-eyed young man said again.
"Check it out a little more!" The middle-aged man shouted.
"Yes, master." The white-eyed young man retired.
The middle-aged man then turned around, his eyes fixed on this exhilarating battle, and he had already noticed this young man named 'Xinni' since the fifth round, which touched him quite a lot.
"The knife is good." The middle-aged man commented.
At this time, Lin Feng had already gained the upper hand, and there was no flaw in the sword moves combined with Ao Yi in one hand, and he couldn't go anywhere to frame the opponent. Although the undefeated victory rate of the Northern Darkness is much higher than Lin Feng's, the number of points is six times more.
But everything, after all, still relies on fists and strength to speak.
The North is undefeated, and the defeat is decided.
"Dark Cross." In the void, the huge cross condensed the endless darkness, and in a suffocating sound, the North Darkness was eliminated undefeated. The silence around them was instantaneous, and thunderous cheers rang out in an instant.
The heart is nirvana, and it wins.
"It's been three years......" Lin Feng moved away from the arena, full of emotion.
In the past three years, he has not relaxed for a moment, constantly practicing to improve his strength, and turning pressure into motivation. Although there is still a long way to go in the cultivation of the Origin Dao, the combat power has increased a lot.
Especially in knife technique, progress can be called the speed of light.
Not only has it reached the sevenfold limit, but it has also crossed to the eightfold limit.
After improving his knife skills in actual combat again and again, and then learning the knife from virtual teaching, Lin Feng is very satisfied with the progress of today's knife skills. In his own right, he likes knives the most and is best at using them.
However, other aspects are growing too fast, and the knife technique is rusty and can't keep up.
In the past three years, he has almost been immersed in sword techniques, although he is unfamiliar with others, but he has greatly improved his combat power. Not only did he enter the gold level earlier than expected, but he also quickly adapted to the gold level battle.
The win rate seems to be only 63%, but that's because of the relationship between more losses and fewer wins when you just enter the gold level.
After adapting, the win rate has been increasing.
"It's the eighth round." Lin Feng held the evil black knife and gradually felt the pressure.
With each round of battle, the opponent's strength increases.
"After the tenth round, there will be a reward." Lin Feng was looking forward to it, looking forward not only to the reward, but also to the increasingly strong opponents, which made him feel like he was boiling.
He, it's been a long time since he's fought purely for the sake of fighting.
The Galactic Arena is a massive power ranking system that brings together the powerhouses of the galaxy's seven empires.
The major empires often hold various tournaments to attract their own powerhouses.
Every three, five, or seven years, there are always some competitions.
The Hundred Holy Grails currently being held are presented by the Donghuang Empire's 'Hundred Saints Martial Palace'. The Hundred Saints Martial Palace, which is said to have been founded by a hundred black hole powerhouses, has a transcendent status in the Donghuang Empire.
"Master, do you want to send someone to contact him?" A young man in blue asked.
"No, let's see." The middle-aged man said indifferently.
He is the Crane Temple Master of the Hundred Saints Martial Palace, Kui Burn.
Donghuang Empire.
"Finally, the tenth round!"
"That heart is so strong, I heard that he is still a ninth-class citizen, right?"
"A lot of forces are ready to throw an olive branch to him, this time the Hundred Holy Grail Heart Nirvana is indeed a surprise, take the body flow route, mainly knife techniques, even if you can't advance to the silver core powerhouse in the end, the strength of the silver plate limit is comparable enough."
"It's a pity, according to the rules, the Hundred Saints Martial Hall will first choose first."
"They're so strong, and they have to pick people!"
There were countless gossips below, and the Crane Temple Lord Kui Ran was still expressionless, but his heart was a little hot.
The strength of this heart made him impressed, and he seemed to be improving every round.
At this time-
"Hmm, Golden Dragon Shadow?" Crane Sanctuary Master Kui Ran didn't recognize the true dragon golden body, in fact, it was the first time that Lin Feng had used it on a formal occasion, and he had to use it.
If he hides any longer, he will most likely lose.
The golden body of the true dragon swept up, attracting the divine pattern, and combined with the state of hating the sky, Lin Feng and others at the moment were like a killing god descending. (To be continued.) )