In the early morning of the next day, the ten-year ring battle in the battle city officially began, and all cities, sects, and racial forces gathered here to witness the birth of the lord of the ring.

There are many taxis participating in the ring battle, and the battle city divides it into ten sub-ring ring areas for elimination, and the winner enters the main ring for the final battle.

The stronghold of Xihua City, Ao Qianyuan, and Wu Qingfeng with four people had already come to the sixth deputy battle area.

Ao Qianyuan and Wu Qingfeng walked straight to the viewing seat, and the four of them took the battle token issued by the battle city and entered the waiting room.

In the waiting room, each force has its own area, and the number of participants is twenty, because the rules of the ring battle are to compete in two forms: individual battle and team battle.

Therefore, each force will bring about thirty people, and let ten people be substitutes.

The other forces are waiting for the war zone, and there are only four people in the Xihua City waiting war zone, including Han Qiusheng, Ao Ziyi, Mu Xiaoxiao, and Qi Kun.

The force on the side was a second-rate force called the Iron Arm Gate, and the twenty monks discussed: "How can you run into Xihua City when it's over!"

"The first battle is about to be eliminated. ”

"But why are there only four of them?"

"This is obviously looking down on us, second- and third-rate forces. ”

Ao Ziyi on the side listened to the monk's discussion, and said secretly: "I don't want to look down on you either, but everyone is dead." ”

Qi Kun's gaze stayed on the disciples of the Overlord Sword Sect, and said with a smile: "In this ring battle, except for the Overlord Sword Sect, there is no extreme realm, we have won." ”

Ao Ziyi said: "Don't be happy too early, we may not be able to win in a team battle." ”

Qi Kun looked at it, and Han Qiusheng said: "With Han Qiusheng, we have the chance to win." ”

Ao Ziyi asked, "Why do you believe in Brother Han so much today?"

Qi Kun, holding a palm-sized, golden iron rod shaking in his hand, said, "Because of this." ”

At this time, a thick voice sounded that ran through the tens of thousands of meters of fighting area, "Everyone be quiet, the sixth deputy fighting area, the ring battle starts now." ”

"The rules of the ring battle, everyone here must be clear, I won't go into details. ”

"In the first personal battle, ten battles, the Iron Arm Gate fought against the Shadowless Sword Sect. ”

The Iron Arm Gate on the side, hearing this, had a smile on his face, "Shadowless Sword Sect, a third-rate force dares to come and participate in the ring battle." ”

"It's really a lot of spirit stones, I can't find any use, so I came here to give them to others for nothing. ”

The disciple of the Iron Arm Sect walked out of the waiting area and went to the ring, Han Qiusheng asked, "Don't you know in advance the forces you are fighting against?"

As soon as Ao Ziyi wanted to speak, Qi Kun said first: "The battle in the ring is through the battle alliance, and the opponents are selected, and they are basically evenly matched. ”

"If the gap is too big and it is crushed and eliminated all of a sudden, then the major forces will not come to participate in the ring next time. ”

Ao Ziyi added: "In the battle of the ring, a certain number of spirit stones and various cultivation resources will be distributed in order of ranking.

"The top 50 basically don't lose money, and you can make a small profit, and the last 50 to 40 belong to those who come to play, and if you don't make money, you won't lose, and the last 30 will lose money. ”

In the square ring, the Iron Arm Gate, the Shadowless Sword Sect, and the two disciples have already begun to fight.

In addition to the monks of their own sect, there are basically few foreign monks watching the battle seat, and the small fights of the monks in the mortal realm, and the monks above the spiritual realm are not interested at all, and they will go to the first five ring areas to watch.

Under the investigation of Han Qiusheng's soul power, there were only two or three sect monks in the battle area.

He asked, "Why don't there be Extreme Realm Cultivators?" Isn't Xihua City known as the largest city besides the Battle City?"

Ao Ziyi sighed and said, "Four people, you still want to fight, more than twenty Extreme Realm cultivators?"

"The Battle League will know the situation, and for the sake of my grandfather's face, they will arrange us in the sixth deputy war zone, which is neither strong nor weak. ”

"These monks have an extreme realm, and most of them are cultivating secret arts, whether they are physical or spiritual, they are all one and a half times stronger. ”

Half an hour later, the Iron Arm Gate, the Shadowless Sword Sect's ring battle, and the individual battle ended, and unexpectedly, the Shadowless Sword Sect actually defeated the ten people of the Iron Arm Gate with two people and won the individual battle.

Then the middle-aged monk who stood in the ring said, "The next game, Tuxing Sect, will fight against the Northern Desert Gate." "Forty or fifty more young monks left the waiting area.

After seven or eight battles, it has entered noon, "In the last game, Badaomen will fight against Xihua City." ”

Han Qiusheng stood up, moved his muscles and said, "It's finally our turn." ”

Ao Ziyi said: "Brother Han, leave the personal battle to us, you are the killer weapon, and you are the last to appear." ”

"Alas!", Han Qiusheng walked out of the waiting area and came to the viewing seat, although the battle of the mortal realm monks was boring, it was better than being in the waiting war area and doing nothing.

Ao Ziyi wanted to go to the first battle in the ring, but was preempted by Qi Kun and said, "I want to try it, the power of my earth-shattering stick." ”

Qi Kun came to the stage, and opposite him was a strong man with a strong body, holding a machete engraved with the word tyrant.

Not much to say, the strong man's cultivation exudes ten layers of the mortal realm with his breath, there is no extreme realm, he runs spiritual power, injects a machete, and the machete shines.

Qi Kun, cultivated to the tenth layer of the mortal realm, his spiritual power was like a spring, his spiritual power was extremely strong, and the palm-sized shocking stick in his hand suddenly became two meters long.

A stick was swung out, the air roared, and the strong man made a seal with one hand, a machete, and doubled his spiritual power.

Even so, the quality of spiritual power was still more than doubled, the knives and sticks collided, the strong man's hands trembled, his palms held down the handle of the knife, and a trace of blood flowed out of his palms.

Qi Kun shouted, spiritual power gushed out, the machete was just an ordinary spiritual weapon, it was instantly shattered into slag, and the strong man vomited blood and flew five meters backwards.

He got up and said, "I admit defeat." "In the ring battle, you can divide life and death, as long as you don't shout the word admit defeat.

The strong man retreated, and another young disciple of the Dao Sect came up, who was still not Qi Kun's opponent.

Watching the battle seat, there was a lot of discussion, "The spiritual power is really powerful, and I can't bear it without a move in the extreme realm." ”

"I heard that Xihua City, the Extreme Realm monks who were ambushed and trained for decades by the Blood Killing Society all died, and only four of them participated in the battle. ”

"They are very strong in individual battles, but in team battles, the outcome is unknown! With the strength of four people, the battle of twenty people joins forces, and the combined battle formation, I think it is a bit suspenseful. ”

Han Qiusheng, when he heard the words, he smiled and said nothing, more than 20 people are all in the Extreme Realm, twice the Extreme Realm, then it's hard to say, but it's not the Extreme Realm, or a little five times, twice the pseudo Extreme Realm, Han Qiusheng really didn't take them to heart.

The battle in the ring continued, Qi Kun had already fought continuously, the seven disciples of the Badaomen, and the upper-level monks of the Badaomen who were watching the battle, had ugly faces.

If you really want to be beaten by someone, you will lose face when you spread it, and when you meet an old acquaintance of the same sect in the future, you will definitely make fun of it.

The eighth disciple of the Badao Sect stepped into the ring, and it was still a machete, but the difference was that the quality of spiritual power had improved, and it was twice as high as the pseudo-extreme realm.

In addition, he was cultivated by the Badaomen, and went through a few rounds in Qi Kun's hands, but he still ended the battle with "I admit defeat".

Watching the battle, Wu Qingfeng smiled and said: "Old city lord, you don't give these sects face, right?"

Ao Qianyuan said: "Do you want Qi Kun to admit defeat? I want the Battle Alliance to know that even if there are only four people, I don't want anyone in Xihua City, for the sake of my face, take pity on me." ”

At this time, the master of the Badaomen came over, hugged his fists and said: "Old city lord, can you not let me, the Badaomen is too ugly to lose?" Seeing Ao Qianyuan, his face was expressionless.

took out a storage ring and said, "The old city lord is a little careful, please accept it." ”

Ao Qianyuan, smiled gently, took the ring, and said, "Give it early, you won't lose eight games in a row." ”

The master of the Badao Gate, his face turned dark, and he walked back to his seat, since the old city lord had already accepted the ring, he would not do nothing.

The ninth disciple came to the stage, and before he could make a move, Qi Kun took the initiative to admit defeat, and the master of the Badao Sect became even more ugly, and said secretly: "At least one dozen are admitting defeat, so that anyone with a discerning eye knows that I bribed you, and you let the water go." ”

Qi Kun stepped down, Ao Ziyi came to power, holding a black jade and white brush, several wordless white runes flew out, and instantly drew spirit runes, such a means is a little more than the extreme realm.

In the ninth game, there is no suspense in the tenth game of Xihua City, if it is not for Qi Kun to take the initiative to admit defeat, he will definitely be able to play ten.

The monk standing on the edge of the ring is the referee of the Battle Alliance, and he has the cultivation of the Sky Realm.

"Individual battles, win ten points in one battle, team battles, fifty points, one hundred points, enter the main battle area of the ring battle for the final battle. ”

"Most of the sects on the field are not below fifty points, and the winner can get the ranking order of the battle, and the loser will be eliminated directly. ”

Returning to the waiting area, Han Qiusheng, who was preparing for a team battle, looked at the Badaomen sitting on the side.

asked: "One hundred points, Badaomen lost nine games and won one, only ten points, isn't it directly eliminated?"

Ao Ziyi said: "It depends on it, the Badaomen is reluctant to bribe the Battle Alliance, if you are willing, keep the foundation fifty points." ”

"But the current ranking is unstable, even if they enter the finals, they will be eliminated, they just want to fight, can they enter the top fifty, so that they can earn back their cultivation resources. ”

In the first team battle of the ring battle, the two sects with the highest scores competed.

Han Qiusheng and the four of them came to the stage, fighting against the Shadowless Sword Sect, Ao Ziyi looked at the twenty people opposite, and said, "I can't imagine a third-rate sect, and I actually took seventy points." ”

Han Qiusheng asked, "Do you want me to go alone, or do you want to go together?"

Mu Xiaoxiao, excited, could see Han Qiusheng again, with the heroic posture of one enemy and twenty, and said: "Brother Han, you can go alone, I will cheer for you in the back." ”

Qi Kun said, "Don't listen to him, try to hide your strength." ”

But the streets are spreading about me, and killing me will be passed down by the ancestors. ”

The Shadowless Sword Sect, the young man at the head, said: "I heard that killing Han Qiusheng can be inherited by the ancestors, whether it is true or not, even if our Shadowless Sword Sect can't keep it, it can be handed over to the Battle Alliance in exchange for benefits." ”

Han Qiusheng asked, "Who is he, so anxious to find death?"

Ao Ziyi said: "The Shadowless Sword Sect, the extreme realm disciple who has poured the resources of the entire sect into cultivation, Huan Rong." ”

"It was only by him that the Iron Arm Gate was able to lose and pay a large number of spirit stones, so that there was a chance to fight as a team. ”

Han Qiusheng didn't want to hide, the name had already been spread by the Instrument Sect, so it was better to push the boat down the river and move the entire northern land.

Anyway, there is the old city lord behind him, and Wu Qingfeng is backing, and there is also the threat of Xuantian City's secret art bird, even the top forces dare not move themselves.

How can there be any reason to be afraid, and sneered: "Shadowless Sword Sect, if you want to kill me, I will fight twenty of you alone." ”

The disciple of the Shadowless Sword Sect was furious and said, "I really don't know whether to live or die with such arrogance. ”

"That's right, don't think that the Three Extremes Realm is okay, your eyes are empty. ”

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Huan Rong said with a smile: "Since Han Qiusheng has this intention, we will treat him as a whole, and form a shadowless sword formation." ”

Ao Ziyi said angrily: "Huanrong is really shameless. ”

Han Qiusheng said: "Without cultivation, his face is not worth a spirit stone, you just watch from the side." ”

From the storage bag on his waist, he took out a blood jade bow, and Han Qiusheng named it, "Blood Battle." ”