Chapter 388: The God of War Returns

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"Intermediate Group 7, Traces of Heaven Team, Team Leader Xiao Qiang"

When the Traces of Heaven team entered the venue, the emcee's voice was significantly raised by an octave, especially the word "Xiao Qiang", which deliberately lengthened the rhythm so that the audience could hear it clearly. 【Reading.com】

"Invincible"

"Invincible"

The large arena of 80,000 people echoed with the shouts of the whole body, and the huge sound made the entire building tremble, the whole city trembled, and everyone's blood boiled

The battle flag of the Trace of Heaven fluttered high, and when they saw it, the memories of 80,000 people were revived, and the memories of the Great Arena were also revived, and everyone was even more excited, and they all stood up and saluted Xiao Qiang with a roar.

A year ago, it was here that Xiao Qiang wrote one miracle after another, conquering everyone on the scene, and the name of the Blue Eagle God of War was truly recognized from here.

The fluttering battle flag, the black background, the red graphics, a longbow, and a long sword on it, the lines are simple and tough, the two are combined, there is not the slightest sense of disobedience, and a long sword piercing the void appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and in the sky, Xiao Qiang's unpredictable shadowless sword appeared.

Although the person who carried the flag was Cui Dameng, and the captain of the Trace of Heaven was Situ Yuan, they didn't mind that Xiao Qiang's name was reported and the limelight overshadowed them.

Because Xiao Qiang's glory and dignity were won with blood and life, and verified by tragic battles, no one is more qualified to be the master here

Far from being lost, the members of the Traces of Heaven were even more proud, standing tall like javelins, striding forward, letting the blood rush through their bodies.

Amid the frenzied shouts, the seven people walked into the center of the square and stood neatly in the huge phalanx, which immediately attracted the envy or jealousy of countless people.

The shouts of 80,000 people lasted for more than a dozen breaths, and only gradually fell back under the gesture of the master of ceremonies.

"Intermediate Group 7. Tsunami team, team leader Yan Zhenyun"

In the deliberately elongated voice of the master of ceremonies, the seven members of the Tsunami team, holding battle flags, walked into the venue with high morale.

Occasional applause and shouts rang out, and from time to time you could hear boos from the audience. Even the battle flag held high by Fang Qiubai seemed to have withered, and it fell down on its stomach.

The members of the Tsunami Squad were frustrated. was even a little embarrassed, especially Yan Zhenyun, whose face was gloomy, and he couldn't hide the disappointment and anger in his heart.

He originally thought that he was born out of thin air, and he had challenged many masters in a row, and he had won the attention of the world, especially when he took the initiative to challenge Zu Xiaofei, and he became the savior of the Dongjue Federation.

However, listen to the sparse shouts. Seeing someone raise their middle fingers at them, Yan Zhenyun finally woke up from his fantasy, and it turned out that he was nothing

But to make him admit that he is not as good as Xiao Qiang, it is more difficult than killing him, Yan Zhenyun looked at Xiao Qiang with cold eyes, and the killing intent in his heart was even stronger.

The participating teams entered one after another, and no one could set off a frenzy of 80,000 people like the Trace of Heaven.

One hundred and twenty-five intermediate teams. Sixty-four low-level teams, more than 1,000 people gathered into a huge phalanx, standing solemnly in the square, the battle flag like a forest, fluttering in the wind, the atmosphere was solemn

VIP seats. An official of the Fighting Guild stood up and read out the rules aloud, and there were probably two key points, the Medic and the Assassin could have a second weapon, and everyone could only have one Xuan Bing.

After a brief reading, the team's assessment officially kicked off, in order to make the game more interesting. According to the rules, the low-level assessment and the intermediate assessment are carried out intersecting, and they are rotated every three games.

The Fighting Guild specially set aside a spectator seat for the team members, and all the teams left the arena and sat down in the spectator seat, leaving only one low-level team to be assessed to make final preparations.

Even though they were sitting in the audience, Cui Dameng and the fat man were still trembling with excitement, looking around the vast seats, and looking at the endless open field, imagining pictures of their bloody battles in their minds, their hearts were surging, and they couldn't help themselves.

Xiao Qiang and Situ are old men, so they are very calm, as for Ding Lanyi, she seems so calm at all times, and she is bored fiddling with a stabbing sword in her hand at the moment.

Soon, the first assessment battle kicked off.

On the open battlefield, the five-person team lined up and looked ahead.

A hundred meters ahead, a large arched iron gate stood there, and a black, fierce aura emanated from the iron gate.

When the iron gate opened, the fifth-level demonic beast that had been hungry for a few days, the ghost-faced ice tiger, let out a heaven-shattering roar, and rushed out with a snort, staring at the blood-red eyes, and launched an attack on the five people in front of him

Situ suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Qiang, do you remember when we killed the ghost-faced ice tiger back then?"

Xiao Qiang nodded: "That was my first time joining the team, and I didn't feel anything at first, but when I faced the Ice Tiger, I was a little confused." ”

Ding Lanyi suddenly said: "I also remember that you asked us to attack the tail of the Ghost-faced Tiger, I thought you were talking nonsense at that time." ”

While a few people were chatting, in the square, the ghost-faced ice tiger had already rushed to the front of the five-person team, and the two samurai who had rushed forward were in close combat

The members of the low-level team are all above the Yunling Realm, and the lowest is also in the fifth, and their combat effectiveness is naturally much stronger than that of the Situ team back then.

The two warriors' swords dodged the ghost-faced ice tiger left and right, and the assassin's demon-breaking arrow exerted great power, every time it shot at the ice tiger's body, the ice crystal armor on its body burst into cracks, and under the severe pain, the ice tiger let out an earth-shattering roar.

The entire battle lasted for a few minutes, and the Ghost Face Ice Tiger's spiritual armor was completely abolished, and finally the two warriors forcefully pierced the heart and fell to the ground

The 80,000 people watching the battle looked at the blood-stained battlefield and seemed to smell the bloody breath in the air, and they all shouted and applauded.

The five teenagers on the field stood in a row, looking relaxed, and at the same time stabbed their weapons into the sky.

"Mighty team, passed the assessment"

The next two low-level teams also passed the level with ease, and went down with their trophies, the corpse of the Ghost-faced Ice Tiger.

"Next assessment team, intermediate team, traces of the sky" The emcee's voice echoed in the sky above the arena again.

The audience froze for a moment, and then erupted into earth-shattering shouts.

"Invincible"

"Brave"

"Blue Eagle God of War"

The overwhelming shouts overshadowed the heavens and the earth, and everyone stood up one after another, looking at Xiao Qiang's location, their eyes were extremely fanatical and full of anticipation.

No one doubted Xiao Qiang's personal strength, but in the team competition, Xiao Qiang made his first appearance, and they were eager for Xiao Qiang to surprise them and bring them greater shock.

They are even more eager to see the birth of a new legend, to see Xiao Qiang and his Traces of Heaven, to fight their way out of the group of death, and to win the championship is not over. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation