81_81723Finally, the time for the second stage of candidacy has arrived.

In the first stage, there was only a rough selection of powerful warriors from all over the country, and in the second stage, these warriors had to be screened again in the face of the same winning warriors, but this time the selection also had some different measures.

First of all, it is necessary to make statistics, the level of the warriors shortlisted in the country this time is uneven, including the war general, the king and the war emperor. For such a difference in strength, the first thing is to count the shortlisted players and screen them separately.

In fact, there are not many players with general-level strength, but since these people can win the primary selection, they themselves have the strength to challenge the level, although these people are not high, but the development potential is huge. For this reason, Gale Fengxing also specially drew two places from the ten places to select general-level youths with great potential.

The second is the War King level, the War King level is the backbone of the Scorching Sun Empire, in order to encourage countless War King levels across the country, Fierce Wind Xing drew three places.

Although this is a bit unfair for a warrior with a large base, there is no way, the remaining five places are reserved for the Battle Emperor level, and Fierce Wind doesn't want the heir to the throne he values to be compared to Weidi.

Taking advantage of the three days when the warriors gathered, the officials of the Scorching Sun Empire quickly counted the number of people who participated in the selection. As a result, this string of names was also listed on the lists and texts near the rings in various places in the Imperial City, and each name had a corresponding strength level and origin.

As a result, countless discussions began throughout the Imperial City throughout the day, and of course, this discussion was also carried out at different levels. No matter what the discussion is, this grand event can allow countless Tianjiao to show it, and the battle in the fighting arena also makes the entire imperial city can't help but start looking forward to it.

There are more than 20,000 participants in this preliminary selection, and a large number of martial artists will participate in the registration of each prince and personal guard selection in the Scorching Sun Empire, but only one hundred people can be selected for the real finals, which shows how cruel and bloody this second stage is.

This time is a best-of-three system, each martial artist can advance to the next round as long as he wins two opponents, although he or she says so in theory, but in fact, every martial artist who is eager to fly Huang Tengda attaches great importance to this selection, and will do his best in the competition, often fighting to the death, of course, the winner can continue, the martial artist who does not win will be eliminated, and if you are lucky, you can survive, and if you are unlucky, you may only be able to splash blood in the ring.

The candidacy was also decided to be held in an amphitheater twenty miles east of the capital of the rising sun.

The entire arena was originally a volcanic crater, but this volcano has not erupted for hundreds of years, and then a fire magister in the Burning Sun Empire went deep into the interior to sense, only to realize that the lava flow of the volcano has changed the direction of the flow, and finally after a large number of craftsmen carved to form the current arena. The City of the Rising Sun is a great event, where most of the martial arts performances and challenges take place.

As soon as the fourth day dawned, many warriors went to the arena one after another, because they had known that the candidates would be held in the arena.

Han Feng was also pulled over from his cultivation by Feng Feng Xuan, and now he has a little understanding of the force field, and now he is constantly training to expand his force field, but unfortunately this candidate competition is about to start, and Han Feng is also very reluctant to leave the Tongque Tower and rush to the arena with Feng Feng Xuan.

However, when Han Feng arrived at the arena, he didn't see the arena, but saw a large crowd of densely packed people, and more than 20,000 people gathered around, slowly moving forward with the flow of people.

After waiting for a long time, it was Han Feng's turn, but when Han Feng walked to him, a huge pit suddenly appeared in front of him, and the surface of the pit in addition to the criss-crossing walking passages, there will be a row of long stone benches every two meters, and the entire pit wall is also composed of countless such long stone benches and walking passages, and the entire arena can sit more than 200,000 people. At this time, in addition to the seats around the east, west, and south, which have been filled by many dressed spectators, only the north side is for the martial artists who participated in the selection to sit, and many martial artists are done in order, but even if so many people sit in the north, it still looks very sparse from the top down, and it is only less than fifty percent full.

The whole arena is like a funnel, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, the bottom of the pit is also paved with black rocks into a huge platform, there is no specific boundary around the competition platform, it is distributed in a circle all around, and the edge of the platform is composed of a red crystal pillar more than 3 meters high every 500 meters, there are two black rectangular stone bridges staggered out of thin air at a few hundred meters above the platform, and there is a bright red crystal pillar about 10 meters high surrounded by a brilliant gem at the junction of the middle, which reflects each other with the crystal shape above the platform.

At this time, in the air above the platform, there was a figure floating, with his hands on his back, a middle-aged man wearing the standard armor of the Scorching Sun Empire, with a majestic face swept around, and the exclamations that were originally noisy around the arena slowly disappeared with the coercion emanating from the middle-aged man's body.

This person is the person who presides over this candidate in the Scorching Sun Empire.

Although volleying is a symbol of the War Emperor, there are already many warriors present in the field at this time, and there are also many War Emperor-level warriors.

But no matter what the strength of this person is, just presiding over the entire title of the candidate is enough to silence all the martial artists in the arena.

You know, this is just a candidate, when most of the martial artists are really eliminated, the ranking battle will really begin, and the top 50 in the ranked battle will really go to the ring in front of the palace of the Scorching Sun Emperor, and only then will they really enter the process of selecting the personal guards, which is where the number of personal guards of the Lieyue Hui Prince of the Scorching Sun Empire is decided.

This kind of selection seems boring, but it is the best way to select, and only by eliminating a group of people will the elite of the warriors be noticed by the upper echelons, and they will be followed throughout the competition.

"You are all good men of my Scorching Sun Empire, and once my husband practiced martial arts, the ultimate goal was to make contributions on the battlefield. I won't say anything superfluous.,This time everyone should understand what the meaning of the guard is for you.,If you want to participate in the selection of the guard,First of all, you have to show a proud ability.,Now the selection of candidates for the guard has officially begun.,All the warriors who have received the number plate before pay attention.,First of all, 1 to 1000 warriors are out of the ranks.。 ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he began to wait for many martial artists to move to the front row at the bottom of the pit, but Han Feng was strange that he didn't get any number plates or anything like that, could it be that the middle-aged man had forgotten any candidates for the Battle Emperor level? Could it be that the middle-aged man had a bad memory?

The same question also existed in the hearts of many martial artists, and at this time, not far from Han Feng, a martial artist flew up in the air, looked down at the host in mid-air at the bottom of the pit, and asked loudly

"My lord, have you forgotten something, when should we wait until the competition to start this time for our War Emperor level?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes shone with two rays of light and asked in the direction where the voice came, and he quickly locked his gaze on the person who was questioning.

"The Emperor of War doesn't need to compete, he can skip directly to participate in the ranked battle. The questioning Emperor nodded after hearing this, returned to his seat and closed his eyes to wait, showing a master's demeanor.

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, he saw a pot explode in the crowd of low-level martial artists, and many noisy discontents soon filled the arena, Han Feng stopped paying attention to the entire arena after he was initially surprised by the structure of the arena, and began to summarize the experience of the past few days in his mind behind closed doors, but soon Han Feng was a little impatient between his eyebrows, and the echo created by the huge arena made Han Feng a little upset.

"Why do we want to participate in the candidacy, and the War Emperor can skip and go straight to the ranking battle?"

"These stupid hats really think that they can compare with the War Emperor-level masters, and they can crush a group of you alone, and it is a bit embarrassing to compete with you on the same stage, you are just cannon fodder. ”

"That is, do they think that anyone from the prince's personal guard can join? Compared to the War Emperor's lords, their joining is only granted by the Emperor in order to encourage martial artists to cultivate, otherwise how can these people be qualified to join the candidates?"

The spectators in the stands also began to be dissatisfied with the warriors in the audience, for them. This candidacy is only held to add a touch of excitement and pleasure to the monotonous and boring life of the residents in the city, and the candidate for the real prince also depends on the strength, just the competition of the war general level and the king level, the level is a little too low.

"Be quiet, any more noisy will be disqualified!"

A deafening but with a hint of murderous intent came out of the center of the arena, and many people said that they were spitting, and suddenly they were stunned when they heard this loud shout, and the sound in the entire arena quickly dissipated, and all the low-level martial artists were suppressed by the threat of the middle-aged man.

After Han Feng heard the threat of the middle-aged man again, he didn't have much interest in this martial artist candidate, and now Han Feng's only thought was to keep training, how could there be kung fu and wait for so many war king-level general-level martial artists to compete one by one to get ranked, and soon Han Feng flew up in the air and flew towards the periphery of the arena.

Seeing Han Feng taking the lead in leaving, many War Emperor-level martial artists also flew out of the arena one after another, and one after another colorful figures flew towards the outside of the arena, and soon more than two hundred Battle Emperor-level martial artists left.

Although the middle-aged man on the platform frowned a little at the approach of Han Feng and many other war emperor-level martial artists, he didn't say anything afterward.

After all, since the War Emperor-level martial artists can directly participate in the ranking battle, there is really not much need, and here stupidly look at a group of weak martial artists, you make one move, one move and one move.

"The candidacy starts now!".