Gu Tianxing is also a celebrity in the Cangyun Department, so his son Gu Chaoxi does not need to participate in the qualifiers to advance directly, and even guarantees the top 500 as seeded players.

This can make Jun Changxiao envious.

Really.

has such a good father, and the starting line is farther than others.

"I want to try to become the strongest in the universe, and then let my son participate in the Holy War and go directly to the finals!" Jun Chang said with a smile.

"Huh. ”

The system laughed.

In the seed area, there are not only Gu Chaoxi, but also Jian Xiaohong, Nangong Qingxian and others.

Although they entered by virtue of their identities and backstage, it is undeniable that they are all the top geniuses in the Cangyun system.

"Uncle. ”

Jun Chang smiled at the unkempt man who was standing in the venue like a lone wolf, and said, "He is the righteous son of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, why didn't he enter the seed area?"

"Because I'm not a native of Cangyun. Gu Tianxing explained.

"Oh. ”

Jun Chang laughed in response.

"Please come up to the stage and draw tokens in turn!" said the person in charge.

For different qualifiers, the galaxy main competition adopts a lottery elimination system.

"Babies. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "Don't draw your own people!"

According to the rules of the main competition, only the contestants who enter the top ten can get the ticket to the holy war, and if they want to complete the epic task, or even exceed the quota, they must let more disciples enter the top ten.

If you draw your own people to fight a civil war, it is equivalent to directly losing an opportunity.

......

The center of the venue.

The contestants draw the number plates from the boxes arranged in the layers of formations in order.

Perhaps because Jun Chang smiled and prayed, Li Qingyang and others did not match the same door after drawing lots, and successfully avoided the situation of civil war at the beginning.

It's not that the author deliberately arranged it, after all, the probability of drawing your own people in an event with thousands of people is too low.

"The Cosmic Holy War Cangyun System Race, start now!"

The person in charge said loudly: "He Wudi, who holds the No. 1 license, and Li Tianjue, who holds the No. 2 card, go to the No. 1 stage!"

“......”

He Wudi walked up speechlessly.

The qualifiers are the first to play, and this time the main match is the first to start!

obviously wanted to keep a low profile, but it always backfired.

"Boy. ”

On the viewing platform, Gu Tianxing said: "This Li Tianjue's strength is not bad, my disciple is probably going to be eliminated." ”

"No way. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said confidently: "Invincible, he is very strong." ”

Uncle Gu doesn't know the depth of He Invincible, as the sect master, he knows it well, if he gets serious, he will definitely be invincible in this kind of event that young people participate in.

The key is...... Don't play me!

"Tread. ”

He Wushu stopped on the fighting platform.

Because he was the first player to play, he naturally became the focus of attention of the audience.

"Boom!"

At this time, Li Tianjue, the holder of the No. 2 plate, fell on the opposite side like a cannonball, he was wearing armor and carrying a heavy sword, even if each finger carried a ring treasure similar to increasing attributes.

In game terms, it's equivalent to a six-piece outfit.

Opposite.

He Wudi is wearing a school uniform, although the style is different, but it is a bit too unpretentious.

"Who will win?"

"Do you still need to guess, it must be number two. ”

The audience talked in private.

Because He Wushu never released too strong a realm aura, everyone subconsciously thought that Li Tianjue, who was fully equipped, would win.

"Hey. ”

Li Tianjue said: "Show your weapons." ”

"I'm sorry. ”

He Wushu shook his head and said, "I prefer to use my fists. ”

"Huh. ”

Li Tianjue said: "It's a little crazy." ”

He Wushu is not crazy, but the exclusive weapon is the door, and it will definitely be laughed at when it is taken out on this occasion.

"Okay. ”

Li Tianjue took the heavy sword from his back, and said with a flickering battle intent in his eyes: "Since you don't use weapons, don't blame me for bullying people with weapons." ”

"Play, let's go!"

At this point, the referee shouted.

"————————" Li Tianjue didn't want to waste time, so he rushed over before the sound ended, and the heavy sword moved close to the ground, and then suddenly picked it up towards the void.

"Scorching Sun!"

"Whew!"

A sword aura full of heavy momentum erupted.

What am I going to do?

Do you continue to keep a low profile, or do you ......

Just when the sword qi was about to arrive, He Wushu took the time to glance at the sect master, and found that he was smiling at himself, and he suddenly had a choice in his heart.

"Step!"

One step forward, the right fist was punched out.

The movement was neither fast nor slow, the strength was neither strong nor weak, and then after touching the sword qi, it was violently broken in an instant.

"I'll go!"

Gu Tianxing was so shocked that he almost got up.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect who stumbled and stumbled into the main competition actually broke the sword qi with one punch!

"Uncle. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "Calm." ”

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a roar from the No. 1 competition platform again, only to see Li Tianjue, who was full of equipment, staggering backwards, and then ...... Sitting outside the ring, there was disbelief in his eyes.

He Wushu closed his palm and arched his hand: "Accept." ”

“......”

The viewing platform fell silent.

Everyone was staring at him in disbelief.

Everyone thought that the winner would be Li Tianjue, but it turned out to be a second by the unoptimistic player.

"How is that possible!"

Gu Tianxing had already stood up, and the shock in his heart was particularly strong.

Is Li Tianjue weak?

Not weak, and strong.

As a result, he was slapped down by He Wuving's palm, which simply made him feel like he was dreaming.

"Hey. ”

Jun Chang smiled and shook his head.

My disciple is just too low-key on weekdays, and today it is rare to be high-profile, and it almost shocked Uncle Gu's jaw.

"I'll go. ”

Su Xiaomo, who was waiting to appear, was surprised: "Senior Brother He is so serious?"

Not only Gu Tianxing, but also the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect were also accustomed to the low-key He Wuving, and suddenly defeated their opponents in a strong second, and they all showed surprise.

"Trouble. ”

Night Star's eyes were solemn.

For him, if he wants to win the championship in this competition, the biggest threat is not the contestants, but the serious He Wuving.

"This man has a bit of strength. ”

The geniuses in the seed area looked over one after another.

As the first to appear, and quickly defeated the opponent in seconds, He Wushu successfully attracted their attention.

"Since it's a game, you should enjoy the game, so why do you have to miss it. Sun Xiaohong put her hands on the table and pouted.

"Miss Sun. ”

Nangong Qingxian said: "If the strength is stronger than the opponent, ending the game as soon as possible is also a kind of respect." ”

"Cut. ”

Sun Xiaohong snorted coldly: "I'm talking to myself, what are you talking about?"

“......”

Nangong Qingxian smiled politely.

The world said that the granddaughter of the Guixu Sword Saint had an eccentric temper, and she really lived up to her reputation when she saw it today.

After winning the victory, He Wushu walked off the fighting platform.

His heart was very painful, because he defeated a strong opponent in public, which went against his original intention of keeping a low profile.

"No, I can't. ”

"The next game has to converge. ”

He Wudi is really not used to being the focus of the audience, so he began to plan acting again.

......

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Other competition platforms have been competing one after another.

The participants in the main match are all top talents in front of you, so the fighting scenes are particularly exciting, and you can even see the audience standing up and applauding when the fight is fierce.

"Li Shangtian, who holds the No. 86 plate, and Ling Li, who holds the No. 87 card, come to the stage!"

"Whew!"

Li Shangtian took a deep breath and stepped into the ring.

On the spectator seat, Jun Chang smiled and frowned, because the disciple's opponent turned out to be the unkempt man who killed the porcelain in seconds yesterday.

(End of chapter)