"One percent chance?

Someone asked with a hint of eagerness in his voice.

Even if there is only a one percent chance, it is worth a try for them, and the key is whether what the golden-clothed envoy said is true or false.

The golden-clothed imperial envoy glanced at the man: "It's very simple, this Martial Saint Platform created by the Human Emperor is to allow someone in the innate martial cultivation to be able to break through, and the way to break through is to fight on the Martial Saint Stage!"

"Fight on the Martial Stage?"

The words of the golden-clothed imperial envoy puzzled everyone.

The golden-clothed imperial envoy nodded slightly: "The Martial Saint Platform is very peculiar, it can accommodate 10,000 martial artists to fight fiercely in it, and the Martial Saint Platform can collect battle intent, 10,000 martial artists fight against each other, the loser is eliminated, and the winner advances, until only the last person is left on the Martial Saint Stage, according to the calculation of the Human Emperor, this person stands out from the 10,000 innate martial cultivators, and the Martial Saint Stage's battle intent will accumulate to the peak, which will help him break through and enter the realm of the Martial Dao Sage!"

The words of the golden-clothed imperial envoy made everyone's breathing slightly short.

The method that the Emperor of the People thought of was very simple, the Emperor of the People had calculated that 10,000 innate martial cultivators would fight to determine the strongest, and then after a series of battles, with the help of the battle intent of tens of thousands of innate martial cultivators accumulated by the Martial Saint Stage, they were promoted to the realm of martial saints in one fell swoop!

This method is simple and effective, there are not so many bells and whistles, and the victors of the 10,000 innate martial arts cultivators, both in terms of qualifications and combat power, have the potential to enter the realm of martial arts saints!

"Has anyone ever succeeded?"

Another Wu Xiu raised doubts, according to what the Golden Cloth Emperor said, there were 10,000 innate martial artists under the command of the former Human Emperor, and the Martial Saint Terrace had such an effect, so there should be someone among them who broke through, right?

"No, the Martial Saint Terrace has just been built, and there are changes overseas, the Human Emperor led the Human Emperor Guard to the open sea, and died in battle, and this Martial Saint Terrace has never been used. ”

The golden-robed envoy shook his head.

This made everyone silent, that is to say, in fact, since ancient times, no one has cultivated to the realm above the innate martial cultivation, although the human emperor is a martial cultivator, but he is similar to the gods and demons, the innate beings, and he is already above the realm of innate martial cultivation as soon as he is born, and he can't be counted among them at all.

"But what do you mean by one percent?"

A burly man in a fur coat asked.

The golden-clothed imperial envoy explained: "Because according to the calculation of the Human Emperor, only one of the ten thousand innate martial cultivators fighting fiercely in it can one break through, and now there are only about a hundred of you here, and they have only reached the minimum requirements for opening the Martial Saint Stage, so naturally the chance of this breakthrough will decline." ”

This made everyone nod slightly, and 10,000 innate martial cultivators fought in the Martial Saint Stage, and the only one who won would be driven by the battle intent accumulated by the Martial Saint Stage, and help it break through into the realm of the Martial Dao Saint in one fell swoop.

And now there are only 100 people here, so the chance is only 1 percent!

"Doesn't that mean that even if one of us really makes a breakthrough, the rest of us will become the ones who make the wedding dress for us?"

A cold man with a knife at his waist and a temperament said coldly.

One of them has a 1 percent chance of breaking through, and the rest are making wedding dresses for them!

The golden-clothed imperial envoy shook his head with a smile: "That's not necessarily, according to what the Emperor said, if any of you break through, it is equivalent to breaking a certain restriction, and it will be easier for others to reach this realm, just like the immortal cultivation realm, the first Qi Refiner is born, and soon a second Qi Refiner will be born, and one person will break through the immortal gate and become an immortal, and then there will be a second person and a third person who will break through the immortal gate and ascend." ”

"In the same way, if there is a martial cultivator who can break through the realm of innate martial cultivation, then the restriction will be broken, and it will be easier for the rest of the martial artists to break through, and over time, a second martial arts saint and a third martial arts saint will be born!"

"So...... Become the only one, become an open-minded, and become a martial arts saint who will go down in history!"

The golden-clothed envoy said impassionedly.

The words of the golden-clothed envoy made Tang Jie and Wu Changkong and others look at each other, what the golden-clothed envoy said is still reasonable, and the same is true in the history of immortal cultivators, after the birth of the first Jindan realm, other people who are close to breaking through in the same era will also break through, one person broke through the immortal gate and ascended to the immortal realm, and the later ones also gave birth to the second and third powerhouses who ascended to the immortal realm.

When the pioneers open the way, it will be easier for the later ones to reach the same level!

If one of them breaks through, it will also be of great benefit to the others, and if the restriction is broken, the difficulty for the rest of them to break through will become smaller, and the chance of breaking through will be greater!

At this time, Maha stared at the golden-clothed imperial envoy and said, "Then will you participate?"

The golden-clothed imperial envoy was stunned when he heard this, he laughed, shook his head and said, "I can't do it...... I won't participate because I'm not a martial artist, I started practicing martial arts, but then I gave up martial arts and turned to practice qi, and I can't achieve anything in martial arts anymore. ”

These words made everyone secretly surprised, they originally thought that this golden-clothed imperial envoy was an envoy under the human emperor, and he should also be a martial cultivator, but in fact, the golden-clothed imperial envoy was an immortal cultivator!

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, I've been asleep since the primeval times, and I will wake up whenever a martial artist is born, so that I can gather you in an era and meet the minimum requirements for opening the martial saint platform, whether you are willing to fight with all your strength and promote the birth of the martial saint, it's up to you, and I have done everything I can. ”

The golden-clothed envoy said with a slightly tired voice.

The Golden Emperor has been asleep since the ancient times, and only the birth of innate martial arts will wake up, and give him the secret technique of sleeping, telling him to welcome the arrival of the martial arts era together, and his strength is definitely very great, and this perseverance makes others sigh to themselves.

"Although there are still many doubts...... But I think it's okay to give it a try. ”

"You can't sleep for so long, and retreat at the last step, right?"

In the Human Emperor Palace, hundreds of innate martial cultivators all whispered.

Although many of the many innate martial cultivators doubted the true identity and true purpose of the Golden Clothed Emperor, it was impossible for them to give up this opportunity to break through, after all, they had waited for too long, and each of them fell into a deep sleep when they were at their peak, waiting for this opportunity now, not to mention that there was a one percent chance to break through, there was only one in a thousand, one in ten thousand, they had to give it a try!

"Brother Tang, what are you looking at?"

Tang Jie was staring at the carved patterns on the stone pillars at this time, and Wu Changkong on the side was puzzled.

Tang Jie came back to his senses, he shook his head and said, "I'm looking at the pictures on these stone pillars, but it's very strange, these golden stone pillars are all carved with pictures, only one of them is empty, as if it has been erased. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Changkong and the others also looked at the surrounding golden stone pillars.

In the center of this hall there are a total of seven huge golden stone pillars, on which carved some pictures, the protagonist of the picture is a tall man wearing gold armor, this golden armor man slaughters dragons, exterminates fierce beasts, and develops various farming tools.

This golden-armored man must be the emperor of the people, and these stone pillars are carved with his great achievements.

But what puzzled Tang Jie was that there were patterns on the six stone pillars, only the seventh stone pillar was smooth, and there was no pattern on it, as if someone had erased it.

"What is written on this seventh stone pillar?"

Tang Jie frowned, the patterns carved on the stone pillar were all important things done by the human emperor, such as slaying the demon dragon and controlling the water, but only the seventh stone pillar seemed to have been erased by later generations.

This made Tang Jie very curious about what was carved on the seventh stone pillar, it was definitely something very important, otherwise no one would have deliberately erased it!

And the person who erased the carving on the seventh stone pillar is the golden-clothed emperor?

Tang Jie looked at the golden-clothed envoy, but he stood quietly in place, the golden mask on his face made it impossible to see his expression, only the excitement in the eyes that could not be concealed.

The golden-clothed envoy is definitely hiding something, but even if he asks, the golden-clothed envoy will definitely not reveal it.

At this time, a cold swordsman said: "This Martial Saint Stage, I am willing to enter." ”

"I do, too!"

"Hahaha, the last person standing on the Martial Saint Stage, it's just me!"

The rest of the people also expressed their attitudes, and it was no surprise that everyone was willing to enter the Martial Saint Terrace to compete for the strongest position.

There were more than 100 innate martial cultivators gathered at the scene, all of them were the strongest martial cultivators of their respective eras, they didn't believe that they would be inferior to others, and they all had the confidence to become the strongest and become the first martial arts saint!

"Okay, then let's talk about the rules of this Martial Saint Stage, enter the Martial Saint Stage, you will fight in pairs and twos, the winner will advance, the loser will be eliminated, and you will be teleported out of the Martial Saint Stage, until the last person is decided. ”

The golden-clothed emperor bowed his head, and then said the rules of the Martial Saint Stage.

"There are a total of 102 people, and half of them are eliminated in each round, which means that if you don't have a bye halfway through, if you want to be the strongest, the only one to win, you have to win seven games in a row, and eliminate 7 strong players of the same level in a row. ”

Tang Jie looked around, and he said secretly.

There are a total of 102 people on the scene, excluding the Golden Emperor, half of whom are eliminated in each round, plus one bye, 102/51/26/13/7/4/2/1, to become the last and only one who is still standing on the Martial Saint Stage, you have to win seven games in a row!

You must know that everyone present is the strongest martial cultivator of their own era, even if there is a gap between each other, it will not be outrageous, in such a situation, to win seven games in a row, it is absolutely impossible to rely on luck, but must be a strong strength, compared to the strength of other innate martial cultivators!

"Do you want to win seven games in a row......"

"Haha, happy! To have so many martial cultivators from different eras gather together to determine the real strongest, this is something I have always dreamed of!"

All innate martial cultivators are very excited, in their time, like a wild beast, they can't ask for an opponent, and any martial artist is vulnerable in front of them, but now everyone in this human palace is an existence of the same level as themselves, which is something they can't ask for.

"Okay, everyone enter the Martial Saint Stage, you don't have to distinguish between life and death, but you must fight with all your strength and show your best state!

The golden-clothed emperor said passionately.

Outside the Martial Saint Stage, all the martial cultivators stepped into the Martial Saint Stage.

"Brother Tang, as well as Brother Gu and Brother Maha, come on, I hope we will win the final victory!"

Wu Changkong laughed, said to Tang Jie, Maha, and Gu Jiandao, and then took the lead in stepping into the Martial Saint Stage, and his body disappeared into the Martial Saint Stage.

"The unfinished battle will be broken up today. Maha said lightly.

Maha Meiyu also carried a trace of excitement: "Master, you once said that I would be one of the founders of martial arts, and today I will prove that I am not worse than you!"

"Today...... Will you accompany me to the strongest?" Gu Jian hugged the sword, his face showing tenderness and excitement.

One by one, the martial cultivators entered the Martial Saint Stage.

Tang Jie took a deep breath and stepped in the same step, there was a high battle intent in the depths of his eyes, he had been practicing martial arts hard since he was ten years old, and now he finally wanted to prove who was the strongest martial artist in the ages!

Everyone stepped into the Martial Saint Stage, and the golden-clothed imperial envoy had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "The Emperor of People, the Emperor of People, let you be wise, it will only be me who will be ridiculous in the end!"

"Let's see, then, which of these ants is the strongest!"

The golden-clothed emperor's eyes shone with an evil light.

"Among the 102 innate martial arts cultivators, the most promising ones to go to the end are Wu Changkong, Maha, Lian Zhan, and Zhang Daoyi...... They are all amazingly powerful and have an extraordinary heritage. The golden-robed envoy muttered to himself.

The golden-clothed envoy had some knowledge of every martial cultivator, and in his opinion, the most promising ones to compete for the title of the strongest martial artist were the above people.

"That's right...... And that Tang Jie, I only woke up recently, I don't know much about him, his strength is also extremely strong, he is a martial artist born in this era, and he also has the opportunity to compete for the only position. ”

The golden-clothed envoy thought of Tang Jie.

The golden-clothed imperial envoy had contact with other martial cultivators, but Tang Jie had the least understanding.

"But it doesn't matter, let you burst out with the brightest and last light, you should all thank me!"

The golden-clothed imperial envoy sat cross-legged outside the Martial Saint Terrace, waiting quietly, his eyes were full of excitement, he had also waited for countless years, longer than everyone else!

"Is this the Martial Saint Terrace? It's big from the outside, and it's even bigger when you enter the inside. ”

Tang Jie had already entered the Martial Saint Terrace at this time, surrounded by an open space, and under his feet was a hard rocky ground, on which there were also inscriptions of war patterns.

In addition, Tang Jie's gaze was fixed not far away, where stood a man in a beast skin coat, and he also carried a mace on his shoulder.

"Are you my opponent of the Savage King?"

The man in the animal skin coat was very burly, and his face was still hairy, like an ape, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"Well, my name is Tang Jie. ”

Tang Jie nodded slightly, understanding that this was the first opponent he had faced on the Martial Saint Stage.

Martial Saint Stage, you have to keep winning, and you have to win seven games in a row to become the strongest among the 102 innate martial cultivators.

"Okay, needless to say, let's do our best! My Savage King lives in the era of recklessness, when human beings all lived in the form of tribes, and I am the strongest among countless tribes!"

The Savage King carried his mace, and there was a hint of pride in his tone.

The Savage King is a very ancient martial cultivator, at least a figure from 100,000 years ago, when the Ten Kingdoms had not yet been formed, and the Terrans were all fighting on their own, surviving in a form similar to tribes and alliances, and the Savage King was the first warrior of all tribes at that time!

"Come on!"

Tang Jie's face was also dyed with a hint of high fighting intent, in the face of such an opponent, defeating it is the greatest respect!

"Roar!"

The savage king let out a beast-like roar in his throat, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, rushing towards Tang Jie like a brute beast, rushing like a demon god, and the ground he trampled on trembled slightly.

Call!

In less than half a second, he crossed a distance of 100 meters, and the savage king picked up the mace in his hand and swept towards Tang Jie!

"Skull-breaking blow!"

The Savage King roared, this stick was simple, but it was a blow that increased its strength to the extreme, and wherever the mace passed, the space was distorted, as if it was going to sink the whole thing.

"This level of attack ......"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Tang Jie's eyes, just through this blow, Tang Jie could tell that the Savage King was not his opponent, and even his strength might not be as good as that of the Wild Beast.

It's not that the older the stronger, the era where the Savage King is located is in the era of the martial arts inheritance fault after the primeval times, he doesn't have the martial arts classics left by his predecessors, he has not practiced systematically, he purely relies on talent and continuous combat to improve, although it is amazing to enter the realm of martial arts, but the martial arts he practices are very simple, although he is a congenital martial artist, but he is at the downstream level among innate martial artists.

Strength, speed...... There are not many other changes, such an opponent can't bring pressure to Tang Jie!

Tang Jie didn't dodge or dodge, and was hit hard by the beast.

"Bell!"

The Savage King's mace slammed angrily on Tang Jie's forehead, and there was a clashing sound of gold and iron.

"What?"

The Savage King's face showed a look of horror, he only felt that his mace seemed to hit a steel bell, and the force of the backlash shook his tiger's mouth and tore it, and the mace was about to fly out of his hand.

"Okay!

The Savage King was very warlike, his feet were firmly on the ground, he didn't retreat, and he also held the mace in his left hand, and the stick in both hands, the power he could burst out was one or two times stronger!

Seventy-two stunts.

However, when the Savage King was about to strike out with stronger strength again, Tang Jie stepped out, and there was a faint blood light shining on his palm, carrying a strong force, and slammed into the Savage King's chest with one palm.

This palm is also unpretentious, but it is powerful, like King Kong's anger, which can easily shatter the hardest bones of the human body.

Not only that, Tang Jie is now full of strength and blood, his every move is full of strength, even if he doesn't deliberately urge, he can suppress the enemy!

"What?"

The Savage King was shocked, Tang Jie's palm was faster, and it faintly exuded an oppressive force, which slowed down the flow of his blood!

"Bang!"

This palm slammed into the Savage King's chest, and suddenly the Savage King snorted, and a terrifying palm power surged in, his physique, which could resist the heavy blows of demon beasts, and his bones, which were harder than steel, actually let out an overwhelmed groan at this time.

Click!

With the sound of bones breaking, the burly body of the Savage King was knocked upside down and flew out, rolling more than a dozen times like a cannonball, and slamming to the ground.