Chapter Forty-Eight: Next, Who? 【3rd Update】

In the tense competition, day after day, the next day, many geniuses gathered at the top of Xuanyuan Mountain.

Following the orders of the old man in purple, Ye Chen, Huang Feng and other six players came to the chalky and largest battle platform in the audience, lined up in turn, and listened to the old man in purple.

Ye Chen looked down the stage, only to see that in the audience below, there was a black press, the head was moving, and there were people on the hillside in the distance, although there was no seat, but there was no need to pay the viewing fee.

In the distance, the 18 eliminated genius players sat in the rest area, looking at the six people who had enjoyed everyone's attention, their faces were gloomy, some clenched their fists, their faces were full of anger, and some had cold eyes, looming murder.

At the temple behind the mountain, there are several high slopes, shrouded in indifferent clouds, and there are faint figures shaking inside, watching the people on the battle platform.

After layers of selection, the peak genius of 72 Islands will enter the final battle!

"Now, it's time for the chalky challenge!" The old man in the purple shirt looked around the audience and said, "Who, the first to challenge!" ”

"Me!"

"Me!"

"I'll come first!"

Several voices rang out from below, in almost no particular order.

The purple-shirted old man looked as usual, raised his hand and touched one of the white-shirted youths, and said calmly: "Huang Baijing of Xiyue Island, who are you challenging against?" His voice was calm, but with an unmistakable majesty, many of the contestants did not dare to speak loud.

Ye Chen's eyes condensed, the strength of this purple-shirted old man has most likely reached the realm of divine products, and if he is placed outside, he is a 10,000-level powerhouse!

At this time, the selected young man in white took a step, his body hung in the air, looked at Ye Chen on the stage with a cold expression, and said, "I want to challenge him!" ”

Ye Chen's brows furrowed slightly.

The purple-shirted old man glanced at Ye Chen, nodded and said, "Okay!" Then ask the other players to step back and wait for the challenge! As he spoke, he took the lead in withdrawing from the martial arts, and glanced at the clouds and mist in the distance, in which, there seemed to be a few eyes that saw everything in the audience.

After the purple-shirted old man left, the rest of the people also withdrew, and Huang Feng instructed Ye Chen: "Come on!" ”

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

Sou!

In the distance, Huang Baijing flew over and landed on the martial platform, his palm flipped over, a spear slipped down, and pointed at Ye Chen from afar, his eyes were cold, with a bit of cold arrogance: "With you, a person from the ugly island in the open sea, you dare to occupy the third place, give you a chance, get down by yourself, I won't hurt you!" ”

Before Ye Chen could speak, several angry shouts rang out next time.

"Despicable thing!"

"This piece of fat was robbed by him!"

"Damn!"

In the genius rest area, seven or eight people saw that the old man in purple shirt had chosen Huang Baijing, and they didn't dare to say much at that time, but after the old man in purple shirt left, he immediately scolded angrily, and did not hide his voice at all, so that some people with strong physiques could hear it clearly.

Huang Baijing sneered, then looked up at Ye Chen, and said proudly, "Let's do it!" ”

The breeze blew through Ye Chen's black hair......

He slowly raised his eyes, looking at Huang Baijing, there was no emotion in his dark eyes, like looking at a cold dead object, he carried it with one hand, walked out step by step, and walked towards Huang Baijing, looking at it, it didn't look like he was going to fight at all.

However, the purple-shirted old man in the distance stared at Ye Chen, and landed on Ye Chen, only to see that his steps were steady, every time he took a step, the evil qi in his whole body became a point, and his momentum increased by a point, when he took ten steps, Ye Chen's whole body was covered with a smoke-like fiery red breath, which made the temperature of the audience slowly rise......

Huang Baijing, who originally had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, suddenly became solemn, slowly clenched the spear in his hand, and was ready to fire, the majestic strength in his body was condensed at the tip of the spear, glowing with sharp coldness, three inches from the ground, but it pierced the ground, which shows the strength of the power!

Ye Chen looked at Huang Baijing coldly, slowly raised his palm, and the rich energy gathered in the palm of his hand, slowly condensing a flame battle knife, and a raging flame burned all over his body, and the ground under his feet gradually had a tendency to melt......

Huang Baijing's face changed slightly, in his eyes, every time Ye Chen took a step, his body seemed to become a little taller, until the end, he was like a giant, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was majestic, which made people rise up their own small hearts, and couldn't help but clench their teeth, knowing that they couldn't drag it any longer, their figures moved, and rushed towards Ye Chen!

Boom!

In front of Huang Baijing, the ground suddenly burst open, and a fire dragon burst out of it, towards Huang Baijing's chin, this sudden scene surprised him, I don't know when Ye Chen had melted the ground, did his hands and feet on the battle platform, hurriedly straightened up, jumped high, waved the spear, and blew the fire dragon's head away, stirred slightly, exploded with strength, and tore the fire dragon apart!

Ye Chen looked at it for a while, and knew that this person already had Wang Pin's second-order combat power, he clenched his battle knife, the ground under his feet exploded, and a magma divine dragon rushed out, holding him up and rushing towards Huang Baijing!

Surprise! Huang Baijing sneered, the spear in his hand clenched, and his eyes became extremely focused, "Million, thunder!" As the low voice sounded, there seemed to be thunder rushing in the sky all day, and I saw that the spear in his hand danced in an extremely slow, but actually extremely fast speed, bringing up the afterimage in the sky, and slammed towards Ye Chen!

This shot, seizing the momentum of heaven and earth, with Wan Jun divine might, before he could reach his body, Ye Chen's whole body was blown backwards, his eyes became more and more cold, and he took a step, and the flame war knife in his hand met it in an extremely strange posture.

Rumble!

The whole arena shook violently and cracked, and immediately, Ye Chen and Huang Baijing each took a few steps back and looked at each other. Huang Baijing's heart was full of shock, he didn't expect his strongest move to be blocked so easily by Ye Chen, and he suddenly put away his contempt in his heart and looked at his opponent seriously.

"Rock, burst!"

Ye Chen's expression was as usual, and with a shake of his hand, the countless magma in the battle platform below suddenly flew up, filling the entire ground, dyeing the sky above with blood red.

Rumble!!

All of today, it exploded, like the destruction of a star, and bursts of black spatial air flowed away, with a palpitating aura.

In that burst of air, a figure fell like a cannonball, slamming heavily on the ground, motionless, his whole body was charred black, and his skin was broken, it was Huang Baijing.

Everyone in the audience was silent.

In the genius rest area, the people who were still complaining in the corridor were stunned for a moment, and then their faces were sluggish, looking at the waves spreading in the sky, and it was hard to imagine if they could retreat in this destructive attack?

Ye Chen stood suspended in the air, looking down at the audience, his black hair flew backwards, and his cold and indifferent voice resounded throughout the audience: "Next, who?" ”

Everyone looked at the figure shrouded in flames, like walking out of the hell demon flames, their whole bodies shuddered, and the few figures next to them looked at Ye Chen's figure, their expressions became solemn.

"Unexpectedly, he far exceeded the initial estimate......" Zi Wan, who was dressed in purple, leaned on the stone chair, her soft hair was blown on her face, and her expression was cold, "If you enter the top three, you can enter the Dragon Emperor Holy Land, and you will have the opportunity to get the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and now, this place is only afraid that one will go out, and this person's strength is most likely to have the fourth order of Wang Pin!" ”

As the descendant of the Xuanyuan clan's guardian deity Purple Qilin, she admires the Xuanyuan Divine Sword a lot.

Next to him, dressed in a green shirt, with a slender figure and deep eyes, there seemed to be stars in the sky, and he didn't want to be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy at all, he stared at Ye Chen's figure, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes......

"I didn't expect that this kid is not weak." Next to him, Huang Potian, who was wearing a white shirt, looked at Ye Chen with a little arrogance, looked at Ye Chen and chuckled: "It's also a fire system, I don't know, his strength, or mine's strength?" ”

At this time, on the battle platform, as Ye Chen's words fell, there was almost no hesitation, and a figure rushed up, his face was full of anger, glaring at Ye Chen, and said, "That day, it was you who attacked me, right?" ”

Ye Chen looked at Huang Wenmo in front of him, nodded slightly, and said, "Not bad." ”

Huang Wenmo saw that Ye Chen was undisguised, and what he said was taken for granted, and he didn't feel guilty at all, he couldn't help but be furious, and roared: "I'm going to challenge you!" ”

"Make a move!" Ye Chen said indifferently.

Bang!

Huang Wenmo pointed with a palm of his hand, and a long sword flew out upside down behind his back, flying in mid-air, this sword was weak cicada wings, bright as autumn water, with a faint blue light attached to it, not dazzling.

"Kill!" Huang Wenmo pointed at the palm of his hand, and the long sword rushed towards Ye Chen, this sword was forged by his meditative thoughts, and the inside could be infused with qi, so that he could use his strength to command this sword as he wanted!

And his combat method is to control this sword and kill the enemy in the air!

Because of this, his fame is extremely loud in the Inland Sea Rokujin Island, and he is one of the strongest people in the limelight of the younger generation, and with his unique fighting style, many people are disgraced.

In the audience, many people couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Huang Wenmo go into battle in person, this Huang Wenmo is not comparable to Huang Baijing, this person was sent by Tiangong Island, one of the strongest contestants this time, many people have investigated in advance, if this person relies on his strength, he is enough to enter the top three in the final battle!

"I didn't expect that this kid also likes to take advantage." Huang Potian watched Huang Wenmo rush to the stage, looking a little disdainful.

At this moment, on the martial stage, Ye Chen and Huang Wenmo fought fiercely.

"With a small sword, you dare to be mighty!" Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, and in the face of the lightning-fast flying sword, he raised his hand and grabbed it, directly pinching the entire sword knife.

"Hmph, you can't catch it." Huang Wenmo snorted coldly, relying on the strength stored inside the flying sword, he controlled the flying sword to tremble violently, the tip of the sword bent up like a poisonous snake, aimed at Ye Chen's forehead and eyebrows, and struggled to rush away, but was firmly grasped by Ye Chen with one hand.

"Devour!" Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the qi in his body changed, from the burning qi in his left chest to the devouring qi, which penetrated into the flying sword when it was not eye-catching. (To be continued.)