"The two sides confirmed that the competition method is a group battle, Liu Ming challenges Lin Qian, competes for the quota of the medieval ruins, and the competition begins!" After the deacon elder finished speaking, he took out a jade plaque in his hand and infused his soul power into it.

Immediately afterward, the deacon elder half-crouched down and tapped the jade plaque on the ground.

A crisp collision sound sounded, and the formation patterns composed of soul power spread out and spread all over the surface of the ring.

The fluctuation of the formation emerged, and after condensing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, the formation transformed it into white soul power and turned it into a barrier, shrouding the huge No. 36 competition platform.

After the test bench is completely covered, the barrier turns into a transparent color, which can make the onlookers see it really.

At the same time, in the center of the test table, a ball of soul power condensed into a seat, and the deacon elder sat on it and supported him to rise slowly.

It wasn't until the deacons and elders rose directly above the barrier that they stopped, allowing him to look down on the entire Thirty-Sixth Test Stand.

The competition officially began, Lin Qian stared ahead, and suddenly burst into shouts: "Prepare for battle!"

Boom!

Lin Qian's words fell, and the two thousand soldiers behind him drew their swords one after another, drawing their swords out of their sheaths, and the heavy armor was covered by the soul power that emerged.

At the same time, the spearmen who were standing around the test platform also shouted in response, stepped forward and stepped out, and the tip of the gun in his hand pointed directly at Liu Ming, Lei Kuo and others.

In an instant, the soldiers of the Huaxia Empire were already in full array, and as long as Lin Qian gave an order, they would immediately rush out.

These soldiers, though they are all the lowest ranks.

But even if it is the lowest-level class, it is also divided into strong and weak. The soldiers with the strength of the original Shape Yuan Realm were all lowest-level soldiers and inferior soldiers.

Now these soldiers with the ninth-order strength of the Nirvana Realm are the lowest-level soldiers and middle soldiers, and their strength is naturally a higher level.

The twelve rounds of nirvana brought Lin Qian a stronger body and purer soul power.

Therefore, although he was still in the Shape Yuan Realm, he was already able to withstand the lowest-level mid-level soldiers coming to this outside world through the Celestial Scars.

The entrance to the Land of Trials connects the peaks where the disciples live, and there is a dense jungle between the two places.

When he knew that Liu Ming had changed the way of the competition to a group battle, Lin Qian controlled the Heavenly Scar and let the soldiers of the Huaxia Empire come over after teleporting in the dense forest.

After all, it is a bit shocking to summon so many soldiers out of thin air.

"I'll give you another ten breaths to prepare, and by the way, my soldiers will not show mercy. If you feel that your lives are in danger, lie down with your head in your hands, and my soldiers will stop attacking. ”

"Next, as long as you leave the test bench with your head in your hands, you can still save your lives. ”

"But I want to remind you that if you dare to strike again after admitting defeat with your head in your arms, then the swords of the soldiers behind me will no longer show mercy. ”

Lin Qian spoke loudly, and after speaking to Liu Ming and the disciples behind Lei Kuo, he turned his head to look at Lei Gan: "Count the breath!"

After Lei Gan heard this, he nodded and looked at the other side, and said loudly: "One breath!"

"Two Breath ......"

Lei Gan's voice resounded under this sky, and the faces of the onlookers changed slightly.

If things are really as Lei Kuo said, Lin Qian is cheating, then what now?

Lin Qian has confirmed his participation in the competition, and the competition has begun, and there is no way to retreat.

But Lin Qian still didn't have the slightest nervousness, those heavily armored soldiers had already drawn their weapons, looking ready to fight.

Lei Kuo's face also changed.

"No, how could Lin Qian confirm it, why is he so calm!" The situation in front of him made Lei Kuo a little panicked.

According to what he thinks is going on, it should be Lin Qian who showed his feet, refused to confirm the competition with a flustered expression, and gave up the competition in frustration.

No matter how bad it is, let the dozens of inner disciples of the Benlei Department come up to make the final struggle.

Why would Lin Qian gladly confirm, why wasn't he nervous, why wasn't he flustered?

"Ten breaths!" When Lei Kuo was full of thoughts, Lei Gan also counted to ten.

Rumble!

The thunder of red gold was roaring, the purple lightning was roaring, and the soul power in the bodies of Lin Qian and Lei Gan completely burst out at the same time.

"Sure enough, the aura on the boss's body is far inferior to that of the morning, and the halo is only nine layers, and sure enough, after suppressing the strength, he can hide the situation of the twelve rounds of nirvana. Lei Gan looked at Lin Qian beside him and thought silently.

And at this time, Lin Qian also spoke up: "I'll deal with Liu Ming, you go and take charge of Lei Kuo, and test the results of these seven days of cultivation." ”

"Can it work?" Hearing Lin Qian's words, Lei Gan looked down at his hands, a little suspicious of himself.

"As I said, it's not that you can't do it, it's that I'm too strong. Lin Qian said this, looking around at the disciples, "Prove it to them, your Lei Gan's strength!"

Lei Gan closed his eyes, and the picture of Ben Lei's partial collapse appeared in his mind, and the words of doubt came to mind.

When he opened his eyes again, his face was full of determination: "I follow Lin Qian, absolutely yes, I just want to become stronger, I am the grandson of King Lei!"

Crackling!

Purple lightning crackled, and a palm-sized sword-like element heart appeared in front of Lei Gan, and nine dark purple spherical components were taken out of the storage space and appeared in front of him.

"Yuan Weapon Armament!"

The power of the martial soul burst out, and the soul power condensed into a sword, a metal ball-like component, instantly melted into liquid metal, and flowed to the heart of the element.

Purple thunder sword formation, electric snake swimming on the sword, Lei Gan reached out and held the hilt of the sword tightly.

"Zhao Long led the spear team to stand by, the sword team and the sword team, rush with me to kill!" Lin Qian's red gold thunder soul power roared, and after giving the order in a loud voice, he turned into lightning and rushed forward.

"Kill!"

At the same time, the shouts of killing behind Lin Qian rushed to the sky, and the two thousand heavily armored soldiers turned into a torrent of steel and swept forward.

Everyone could clearly feel that the ground seemed to shake as the two thousand people rushed to kill.

"Yuan Weapon Armament!"

Liu Ming, Lei Kuo and the others, looking at Lin Qian, their faces changed drastically, and their voices trembled and shouted.

The liquid metal climbed towards Liu Ming's hands, and after it solidified in an instant, it turned into a pair of metal fists, and on the top of the fists, sharp blades were attached to them.

In a blink of an eye with Lei Gan, Lei Kuo's soul power is also a roaring purple lightning, and the Yuan Weapon is an armed long sword, which is very similar.

Just when Lei Kuo had just been armed, a purple figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sword light flashed and slashed towards him.

Lei Kuo, who was in a hurry, hurriedly raised the Yuanqi long sword in his hand: "Lei Gan, you are really beyond your strength, you have been pressed by me since you were a child, do you think that after following Lin Qian for a few days, you will ......?"

Before Lei Kuo finished speaking, the whole person, along with the long sword in his hand, was split and flew out, hitting twenty or thirty inner disciples behind him one after another, and then he stopped retreating and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

Under the stage of the 36th competition, the onlookers were in an uproar, looking at the scene on the stage in disbelief.

Lei Gan was also stunned, and looked at the Ben Thunder Sword in his hand a little sluggishly: "I used to hold it like this?"

Liu Ming was also taken aback by this scene, and looked at Lei Gan who appeared beside him with wide eyes.

"What, are you still in the mood to look at others now?" Lin Qian's voice suddenly resounded in Liu Ming's ears.

Liu Ming felt a shock in his heart, turned around suddenly, and slammed his fist forward.

The fist wind roared, the air exploded one after another, and the golden soul power wrapped around Liu Ming's fist.

Liu Ming, who was the strongest in the flesh of the inner disciple, did not spare his hand and hit his strongest blow.