Chapter 183: Fighting

"Oh?"

Heard what Yuan Ming Zhenjun said.

The Seven Desires Divine Monarch's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

The conditions for participating in the Secret Realm of the Proud Clouds are set by himself.

If he remembers correctly.

There seemed to be only some Foundation Building Realm and Jindan Realm in it.

The dignified True Yang Realm Lord, his eyes would still fall on such a little guy?

He didn't even hesitate to pull down his face and ask himself to open the core of the Burning Sun Secret Realm, just to let the other party comprehend the Immortal Burning Sun?

Suddenly.

The Seven Desires Divine Monarch was a little more curious about the disciple that the True Yang Realm Lord had said.

He wanted to know.

What is so special about this little guy that he can make the True Yang Realm Lord think about him like this.

Subsequently.

The Seven Desires Divine Monarch thought slightly.

Opening the core of the secret realm and letting the little guy enter it to comprehend that round of immortal sun, left and right is not a big deal.

It can even make the True Yang Realm Lord owe a favor.

But...... If you agree so easily, you can't hang it on your face after all. What's more, once this opening is opened, it will definitely be unbearable in the future.

Not much.

"True Yang, it's okay to let him in, but I also have a request."

The Seven Desires Divine Monarch spoke.

In the eyes that were burning with horror at all times, a gaze that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"As long as the little guy succeeds in winning the first place in this secret realm competition, then he can enter the core of the secret realm and comprehend the immortal sun."

"How?"

"Good! As it should be. ā€

Opposite side.

Yuan Ming Zhenjun couldn't help but have a knowing smile on his face, and nodded.

"Haha, Zhenyang, you are full of confidence in that little guy."

The Seven Desires God Monarch burst out laughing.

Hear the words.

Yuan Ming Zhenjun smiled but did not answer.

He turned his head slightly, looking in the other direction.

His gaze seemed to cross the infinite distance in an instant, and he fell straight into the secret realm of the clouds, looking at Zhang Jing, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

"Apprentice, this opportunity should be regarded as a meeting gift for the teacher. With the blessing of the five-colored Qingyun, you must be able to understand it from it. And if you can comprehend a trace of the Seven Desires Divine Monarch's Origin Karmic Fire Dao from it, then you will make a lot of money. ā€

Yuan Ming Zhenjun said secretly.

Immediately.

Seems to think of something.

Seeing that Yuan Ming Zhenjun was quite embarrassed, he looked at the Seven Desires Divine Monarch again, and tried to say:

"Shenjun, I still have a disciple, why don't you take this opportunity-"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Zhenyang, you don't want to be doughy! ā€

……

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

On top of the ring at the highest point of Renjie Island.

Zhang Jing opened his eyes and slowly got up, his gaze swept over the other rings below.

There was a flash of expression in his eyes.

I saw that in the center of each ring, there was a figure sitting quietly.

Apparently.

Face the final round of ranking battles that are about to begin.

The 100 people who advanced this time were all like themselves, meditating in the secret realm of the clouds.

"That's right, how can a monk who can advance to this stage not be eager to strive for a better ranking? After all, according to the meaning of the spirit of the secret realm, the rank is closely related to the luck reward. ā€

"It's only ten days, so it's natural to seize the time to adjust your state, and even practice in order to break through."

Zhang Jing analyzed in his heart.

A faint smile flashed in the corner of his eye.

But at this time.

As if sensing something, the others in the ring stood up from where they were and looked at the sky.

Zhang Jing also raised his head.

In sight.

A huge scroll suddenly appeared, and was immediately slowly pulled apart by a pair of giant hands, emitting a roaring sound.

That's—

Zhang Jing's breath stagnated.

On the open scroll, there was a blank space.

I haven't fully reacted yet.

Little by little, the iconic giant face of the Spirit of the Secret Realm covering the sky began to emerge, with a bright smile on his face.

"The time has come, I announce that the final round of ranking battles will begin now!"

"Each person has a number, and there will be four rounds of competition every day, and the winner will have a win."

The moment the voice fell.

The light flashed.

Zhang Jing suddenly felt an irresistible force suddenly appear, and took himself away from the ring under his feet.

In an instant.

All the people in the ring appeared in various positions on Renjie Island.

And above.

The hundred rings began to merge in pairs, and in an instant they turned into a wider ring on one side, and at the same time, a thick atmosphere was filled.

"It's ...... My number? ā€

Zhang Jing looked thoughtfully at the line of small characters marked 'Yiyi' that appeared in front of his eyes.

So......

He suddenly looked at the fifty huge rings floating in the air.

It was as expected.

One by one, the numbers flashed out.

"Attention, what you just saw is your own number, just follow the instructions and get into the corresponding ring."

The voice of the spirit of the secret realm explained sounded in his ears at the right time.

Hear the words.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but look up again, and immediately his eyes quickly locked on one of the rings.

B-one! Ding Thirteen!

So the opponent in this game is the one with the number Ding 13?

Interesting.

Inadvertently, his gaze continued to move upwards.

Until this time.

Zhang Jingfang discovered that on the huge blank scroll of the heavenly dome, a hundred names appeared in an orderly arrangement from top to bottom unconsciously

Soon.

He found his name in it.

[B1 Zhang Jing, Victory: Zero]

……

In the ring.

A rainbow of light flickered.

The light dissipated, revealing Zhang Jing's tall figure.

His gaze swept across the empty side.

There was not a hint of fluctuation in his calm eyes, he just put his hands behind his back and quietly waited for his opponent to arrive.

It didn't take long.

A red rainbow light broke into sight, turning into a woman in a palace skirt with a beautiful appearance.

The moment you see clearly.

The woman couldn't help but be stunned, and her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Luck so back?!

How could she bump into one of those three existences in the first battle of the ranking battle?

Isn't that a disadvantage for being a teacher?

But this is already the case, and the woman has nothing more to say.

I saw her take a deep breath, and then a trace of resoluteness flashed in her eyes, and the mana around her body instantly surged out.

"Brother Dao, please give me advice!"

A coquettish shout.

The woman stepped out, and the whole person suddenly turned into hundreds of phantoms, and she directly surrounded Zhang Jingtuan.

The next moment.

All the phantoms pinched the spell in unison.

Hundreds of crimson flames ignited from the phantom's hands, revealing bursts of powerful mana fluctuations, flying towards Zhang Jing from all directions.

It actually gave him a feeling of overwhelmingness and inescapability.

Time.

The scorching glow of the fire lit up a small patch of the nearby sky red.

There was a scorching smell in the air.

Even the bronze ring under his feet, in front of such a terrifying flame, there was a faint feeling that it was about to melt.

And yet the next moment.

A fairy light flashed.

The bronze ring is cold and hard again.

The extremely exaggerated movement immediately attracted the attention of more than a dozen monks who were fighting in the nearby ring.

At the edge of the ring.

The woman looked at Zhang Jing who was wrapped in layers of firelight with a pale face, and her eyes couldn't help but give birth to a trace of expectation.

She knew she shouldn't have thought that way.

But what if?

After all, his inheritance came from a place of great opportunity.

It is rumored to be left by a statue that is only half a step away from attaining the position of a celestial immortal.

And this is a blow that almost drains all the mana of the dantian.

It's her strongest means at the current stage!

"It should have some effect, right? At least it will make him embarrassed. This kind of performance should be able to attract the attention of those immortal Dao people. ā€

The woman thought hopefully.