Chapter 57: Winning in seconds

After Li Jing glanced around, the entire Zhan Xian Palace was even more silent, everyone was waiting for him to speak, Li Jing looked at the 200,000 monks below, and his heavy and powerful voice resounded: "Everyone, since the birth of the Heavenly Court, there have been Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, and now the Heavenly Soldiers have exceeded one million, and the Heavenly Generals are thousands, all of which are the foundation of my Heavenly Court's combat power. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"My Heavenly Court's ten-year conscription of heavenly soldiers, once in a hundred years, the promotion of heavenly generals, this time because of the imminent catastrophe, the first-order heavenly soldiers of the monk are much earlier, as usual, this recruitment is still three, once the quota is obtained, it will be directly promoted to the first-class heavenly soldiers. ā€

"Ben will now announce the start of the Heavenly Soldier Conscription War!"

"Everyone, please look at your own Heavenly Court Order!"

The monks who participated in the battle checked their Heavenly Court Order, and found that the Heavenly Court Order had already arranged their battle Sendai and battle opponents.

"There are hundreds of battles in Sendai, and there are more than 1,000 people in each place, and in just one day like today, ninety percent of the people have to be eliminated!"

"It's cruel!"

"Fight, it's enough to win three or four games!"

ā€œ...ā€

Many monks looked at their Heavenly Court Order, and they all changed color, but they didn't expect that this time the Heavenly Soldier Recruitment Battle was even more cruel than before, many people looked gloomy, and more monks had a strong fighting spirit.

"Machine spirits. ā€

With Li Jing's shout, the hundreds of misty Zhan Xiantai appeared one after another identical white-clothed old men, each of which was the incarnation of the Zhan Xiantai Instrument Spirit, and these avatars spoke at the same time, and their voices rolled in: "Little guys, please come to the Zhan Xiantai arranged by the Heavenly Court Order." ā€

"Yes!"

"Let's go!"

"Quick!"

One by one, the figures flew up and immediately took action, overwhelmingly flying towards the Zhan Xiantai everywhere and landing down.

"I've passed too. ā€

In the crowd, Jiang Ran and Chen Bile An Bo Zhuang Jing stayed together, he checked his Heavenly Court Order, and found that it was in the thirty-seventh Battle Sendai, so he said to the three of them.

"Go ahead. ā€

"But you have to win!"

"Let's do another miracle. ā€

Chen Bile and the three of them gave him a few words of encouragement, Jiang Ran nodded, his body moved, and he quickly flew towards the No. 33 Zhan Xiantai.

"He's distracted. ā€

Jiang Ran is getting more and more terrifying. ā€

"The others are not good-looking, let's go see Jiang Ran?"

An Bo and Zhuang Jing said with a wry smile, while Chen Bile suggested to the two, the former both nodded, and the three of them looked not far from the sky above the No. 33 Battle Sendai, but they did not land, and stood with the monks who were watching.

Jiang Ran landed on the Zhan Xian Terrace, he glanced at it, and found that this Zhan Xian Tai was the same as the one he had with Li Zheng, it looked small from the outside, but once he landed in it, it immediately increased by dozens of times, and he also used the technique of space compression.

Of course, this time is also different, this battle is obviously more weighty than that time, in the middle of the stone platform, there are more incarnations of Zhan Sendai, presided over by the avatar, and fairness can be more guaranteed.

"Xi Nan. ā€

Jiang Ran looked at the thin old man with white hair and beard and a solemn face, and recalled his name, while some monks were quite familiar with the machine spirit, and greeted him one after another, shouting respectfully in their mouths, "Old Xi." ā€

The machine spirit nodded slightly from time to time, his bright eyes glanced at the entire stone platform, and the voice came, "Everyone is here, spread out and give up your place." ā€

The monks retreated at the sound of this, leaving most of the center in the center.

"Give you three minutes to prepare. Xi Nan said.

The thousands of monks looked at each other, their eyes burning with fiery battle intent, while some of them were very casual and whispering.

"I didn't expect that there are so many Zhan Xiantai masters here!"

"There are 174 fourth-grade geniuses, 34 third-grade geniuses, and two second-grade geniuses!"

"Bad luck indeed..."

"You see, we're getting more people watching the battle here. ā€

"How do I think that many big people like True Immortals and Golden Immortals are observing us here. ā€

ā€œ...ā€

Everyone glanced around Zhan Xiantai, and found that there were indeed far more onlookers here than Zhan Xiantai next to them, and looked at those immortals, and their eyes were projected here.

"Really..."

Many people were startled, frowning and thinking about the reason, and many people's eyes were projected towards Jiang Ran.

"It's the man..."

"Saint Fan envoy Jiang Ran. ā€

"I heard that he is famous in Heavenly Court, and he is distracted?"

More and more monks noticed Jiang Ran, but when they felt it carefully, Jiang Ran's body exuded that faint fluctuation, and they were speechless for a while.

A distraction realm even came to participate?

Almost all of the thousands of monks here are in the Tribulation Realm, and there are very few participants in the Mahayana Realm, only seven or eight people. Not to mention the Distraction Realm, the entire Zhan Xiantai may be the only one.

Are those big guys really paying attention to such a distraction?

Many doubts arose in their hearts.

"In the first game, Zhou De vs. Li Ji. At this time, the spirit Xi Nan sounded, and the monks cheered up and prepared for battle, and then two figures swept out and stood facing each other from afar.

"Brother Zhou, please advise. ā€

"Brother Li, be merciful. ā€

The two of them were polite, but their eyes were staring at each other very coldly, and after the two of them shouted lightly, they quickly swept out at the same time, and used all their strength to fight each other in the field, and the momentum was quite amazing.

"Zhou Desheng!"

In just ten seconds, the battle ended, Xi Nan announced the result, and started the second game, the third game, one by one, the battle time was relatively long, and the gap was large, and the winner was determined by a slight confrontation.

As a result, the session went on at a rapid pace.

"In the 326th game, Jiang Ran vs. Feng Fei. ā€

When Jiang Ran heard that it was finally him, his body swept away and came out of the field, and that Feng Fei also swept out and stood opposite him from afar.

"It's the distraction. ā€

"Is it him?"

"This kind of realm won't be defeated all at once, right?"

Many people doubted that Jiang Ran just smiled as he listened to the voices of these people.

"Distraction?"

Jiang Ran's opponent, Feng Fei was also quite surprised, but frowned and said, "Since you dare to fight, I think you must have something to rely on, and I will not show mercy to my subordinates." With that, his form moved, and swept away at a great speed.

However, he only galloped out of a distance of dozens of meters, his body suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, as if he had encountered something terrifying, and in the shocked eyes of many people, he fell headlong on the stone platform, and had no strength to fight again.

"Jiang Ransheng. ā€

Xi Nan unexpectedly glanced at Jiang Ran in the distance and announced the result.