Long Zetian stood on top of the ring, his heart was as calm as water.

The noise outside the arena was shocking, and on the opposite side was a sixth-level master, but all this did not affect the Dragon Emperor in the slightest, his gaze looked directly at the sky through the protective shield, and it seemed that there was a real test there.

Liu Sheng was a little unhappy, if he followed the order of admission, Long Zetian should call him a senior brother.

Liu Sheng is a sixth-grade student, although he has not entered the elite class, but after decades of hard work, his strength has been at the sixth level and the fourth layer of the human rank, and he is a real powerful master.

There are only three grades in the elite class, and Long Zetian's strength is absolutely extremely strong, but Liu Sheng has strong self-confidence, and he is no worse than any heavenly king.

Today is the time to rearrange your seats.

A faint light smoke poured out from under Liu Sheng's feet, wrapped around him and slowly rose into the air, and then there was a soft sound of "", and the smoke was divided into three parts, each of which was exactly the same in shape, and surrounded Long Zetian in the middle in a triangular shape.

Long Zetian was still motionless, as if he hadn't seen Liu Sheng's move, and with a flickering sound, three clouds of smoke revolved around Long Zetian.

The speed of the smoke became faster and faster, and when it reached the back, a ring was completely formed, and Liu Sheng was hidden inside, and his divine sense could not lock it at all.

The sound of breaking the sky roared throughout the audience, and there was silence in the audience, everyone knew Liu Sheng's situation and knew Long Zetian's strength better, but now in this level of competition, Long Zetian dared to be so big, and everyone couldn't help but be a little worried about him.

I heard a "suddenly" sound, and the smoke around Long Zetian's body was like a surge, and it slapped towards the middle. The audience suddenly let out a "wow", and Liu Sheng finally made a move.

There was a "clang" sound in the arena, and between the lightning and flint, everything suddenly stood still again, just like a freeze frame, Long Zetian's right hand stretched out a giant sword out of thin air, and the blade of the sword blasted through Liu Sheng's shield, and the spikes were now on Liu Sheng's chest.

A large amount of sweat poured out from Liu Sheng's forehead, and the surrounding audience was silent. I thought it was a close game, but Long Zetian ended the battle in one move, so terrifying combat power and surging murderous aura!

With a "poof", Long Zetian withdrew the giant sword, then thrust it down, piercing it to the ground, holding his hands on his chest, still staring at the sky.

With a "bang", the audience "exploded".

Long Zetian is too handsome, his performance is really the style of a king, in this competition, he will definitely dominate the world.

Francis wiped his sweat, and it wasn't until Long Zetian withdrew the giant sword that he felt a little more relaxed, and when he turned his head, Dempard was the same, the two of them were too engaged, and they really felt empathy just now.

"It's so strong! I can't imagine that the Dragon Emperor is so strong! ”

Templed kept lamenting: "We're so far from them, you look at the stats on the field. ”

Francis looked at it, and sweat poured out of his forehead again.

There are several psychic screens around the arena, which can count the game data in real time.

At this time, the spiritual power screen had already counted the data of the sword just now:

Player Long Zetian: Attributes: Gold, Water, Earth, Fire; Level: Level 6 and 2nd floor; Attack Strength: 9606.

"Impossible, right? This is almost the attack power of the spirit level, the Dragon Emperor is only the sixth level and the second layer, how can the lethality of his sword be so powerful? ”

Dunpade smiled slightly: "What's strange about this, the cross-level attack strength is not a difficult thing, we can do it, but it's just a lot."

I'm sure that the Dragon Emperor suppressed his own strength, if I'm not mistaken, his data last month was only the sixth level of the human rank, I think he can't suppress it now.

The Dragon Emperor is definitely ready to let it go, and this game will be good. ”

No matter how lively the audience was, Long Zetian still quietly looked at the center of the venue, where was the No. 1 arena, Naya Xue's place.

Nayaxue's style is much more low-key, she takes the stage first, shows off her weapon, and then salutes respectfully, waiting for her opponent to take the stage.

Each arena is covered by an enchantment, which is a separate space with all the stands, and there are many more spectators than other venues.

There is no other reason as Naya Snow will be racing here.

In fact, because of her personality, Naya Xue doesn't have many opportunities to show her face in the branch, she has been practicing alone, but she didn't expect that she would have become a princess in everyone's minds.

The one on stage is still the sixth grade senior brother, Feng Ye is a humble gentleman in the academy, but no one dares to underestimate his strength.

Because he has the strength of the top level of the sixth level, because he has long been a famous master, because once he competes, everyone will think of Senior Brother Feng's other nickname, the madman.

Senior Brother Feng was considered by the students of the whole academy to be the student whose strength was closest to the Five Heavenly Kings, he hadn't shown up for a long time, and when he heard that he was preparing to attack the Spirit Rank, he didn't expect that he would appear on the arena again today.

This is the strongest player in the arena so far, except for the Five Heavenly Kings, and obviously, the branch is ready to let the central arena set off in the first game.

This is a test for Naya Xue.

The noisy atmosphere gradually fell silent, Naya Xue clasped her hands together and saluted Feng Ye: "Senior Brother Feng is invited." ”

Feng Ye smiled: "I met you in the first game, it seems that my luck is not too good." Oh, little sister, you can be merciful! ”

After the two of them finished saluting, a faint red light spread out from Feng Ye's body, reflecting him like a burning man, and even his eyes began to turn blood-red.

Templed and Francis were out of breath, and Long Zetian's game ended too quickly, and they rushed over immediately.

Xiaoxue's game, whatever you say, you have to cheer up.

The spectator seats here were quite crowded, and I don't know how many people were bumped into along the way, and the two people still couldn't squeeze in, so they had to stand at the top of the stands, stretching their necks and looking at the ring.

"Damn, isn't it, the madman brother is ready to play with his life as soon as he starts? Isn't this his burning sky**? ”

Francis also sighed: "Xiaoxue has put too much pressure on the madman, Senior Brother Feng has no choice." ”

Before the two spoke, the players on the stage had already started, and with a "whoosh", the figures on the field disappeared at the same time.

I heard the sound of "ping-pong", and a spark burst out from the upper right of the arena, and then two red clouds erupted.

Then sparks appeared on the other side of the playing field, this time accompanied by a wisp of white mist.

There was no figure in the arena, the speed of the two sides was too fast for the naked eye to lock at all, and all the spectators could only observe the progress of the game through their divine senses.