Chapter 540: Fight against the Demonic Rat Tribe (200 alliances! Thank you all!)
On the evening after the preliminaries ended, the official website of World Central City announced the schedule for this competition.
The seven human nations immediately discovered the name ‘Jingming’ among them.
“After five thousand years, Lord Jingming, he once again competes in the Ten Thousand Races Competition!”
“In the past five thousand years, except for Lord Jingming, no warrior from our human race has ever ascended to the highest arena. In the end, it was up to Lord Jingming to take action again.”
"Master Jingming, who is more than 5,000 years old, is already very old. No matter what kind of performance he performs in this competition, I still admire him and respect him. Because being able to stand on the highest stage again is already an extremely great success."
“I am too I am so touched that I can actually see Master Jingming participating in the Ten Thousand Races Competition in my life."
"Even if Master Jingming is eliminated in the first round, he is still the greatest warrior in my heart."
Countless human races were extremely excited.
After all, no human warrior has participated in the main competition for several consecutive years, although they also enjoy watching each competition. But when the human warriors stepped onto the field, the passion of the seven human nations was ten times a hundred times stronger, and countless people were moved to tears!
"My father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather...my ancestors from more than 5,000 years ago were all fans of Lord Jingming. Generations of our family have been fans of Lord Jingming!"
"Lord Jingming, I love you!"
Countless people celebrated enthusiastically and even ran to the front of the Jing family's headquarters building to celebrate.
There were too many people celebrating, and the Jing family could only help maintain order.
"The ancestors participated in the competition." The Jing family members were proud and nervous. They were also worried that their ancestors would die in the Ten Thousand Races Competition. After all, the glory of the Jing family mainly depended on their ancestors.
"You are so old, why do you have to participate in the competition?" Many Jing family members did not understand.
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With the anticipation of all races, the competitive competition of all races was finally officially held.
In the arena suspended at an altitude of 108,000 meters, hundreds of millions of spectators gathered at this moment, and the cheers were like a tsunami sweeping the entire venue.
Inside the players’ box.
Xu Jingming stood alone in the box. He looked around and clearly remembered that his parents, younger brothers and sisters, assistant Ni Yun, bodyguards and servants gathered here five thousand years ago. They cheered for their battle but were nervous.
"Coming to the world of ten thousand races is fate, and it is also a calamity. And I must escape from the calamity." Xu Jingming's eyes were calm, but his will was unshakable.
At this moment, games are going on in the stadium.
The strong players in the main competition compete in pairs, the winner advances and the loser is eliminated.
"Next is the 35th match of the first round of this Ten Thousand Races Competition. Jing Ming from the human race will face off against 'Qiyu' from the giant god race." Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, said loudly.
"Lord Jingming."
"Jingming."
"Lord Jingming will win."
Countless people from the seven human kingdoms, as well as the human audience at the scene, shouted Xu Jingming's name, they were feverishly looking forward to the appearance of the greatest warrior of the human race.
Phew! call!
Two figures appeared on the field.
Qiyu, a giant god clan, is 37 meters tall and has a majestic build. Xu Jingming is relatively small. But after the previous competitions, the audience no longer dared to look down on the weak races. Especially among the contestants of this competition, the number of weak races has reached nearly 60%.
"Is it him?" Xu Jingming recognized the other person. When he went to the registration point to register for the first competition, he met two giant gods.
The opponent in front of him was one of the two giant gods.
Qiyu, the giant god clan, also has high-dimensional life clones in the outside world. He has extraordinary memory and obviously remembers the original scene.
"In the first competition, I failed to enter the main competition. But with the talent of the Titan Clan, I finally entered the main competition in the fifth competition, and I still successfully entered the main competition in the sixth competition." Qiyu of the Titan Clan also said Not willing to give in.
He doesn’t want to die.
He wants to survive this calamity alive and leave the world of all races.
"It is getting harder and harder for me to make progress now, but these weak races have risen one by one." Qi Yu, the giant god tribe, had a cold look in his eyes, "But if you want to defeat me, it also depends on your strength."< br>
Boom.
The giant god clan Qiyu turned into a blurry afterimage, and the huge soles of his feet had already stepped on it.
“Huh.” Xu Jingming moved, like a crane spreading its wings, extremely flexible.
Bang!
At a speed of more than 300,000 meters per second, Xu Jingming was like a stream of light and kicked the giant god Qiyu in the chest. The giant god Qiyu's eyes immediately widened and he clutched his chest in pain.
"I surrender." Qiyu of the giant god clan shouted out with difficulty.
"Thank you." The giant god clan looked at Xu Jingming and said.
He knew very well that if this strong human race kicked him not in the chest, but in the head, his brain would be completely turned into mud and he would die directly.
Xu Jingming was indeed merciful.
Why kill someone when you can win easily? A high-dimensional life trapped in a world of thousands of races and unable to escape is already trapped in a sea of misery, so why bother with another stab?
"Human Jingming wins." Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, shouted excitedly, "With just one move, Human Jingming defeated Qiyu from the Giant God Clan with just one move."
In the broadcast screen, Xu Jingming's terrifying kick was repeated repeatedly.
Just one kick!
A strong man from the Titan Tribe painfully admitted defeat.
"Master Jingming is so strong?"
"This and this..."
Countless people from the seven human kingdoms couldn't believe it. They were already very happy that Mr. Jingming could enter the arena. He defeated his opponent in the first round with just one move? This surprise caught them off guard.
“Oh my god!”
“Does Lord Jingming have any hope of reaching the first place?”
“I think everyone should calm down and not put too much pressure on Lord Jingming. No matter which round Mr. Jing Ming advances to or what ranking he gets, we should always support Mr. Jing Ming.”
“We will always support Mr. Jing Ming.”
……
The Ten Thousand Races Competition continues.
The surprises of the seven human kingdoms continue. Their greatest warrior, Lord Jingming, defeats each opponent with a devastating attitude.
The giant gods, colorful dragons, sea tigers, and dwarves all fell in front of Xu Jingming one after another. No opponent lasted ten seconds in front of Xu Jingming, and Xu Jingming had a bye in one of the rounds.
After five rounds of competition, Xu Jingming officially entered the top ten!
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"The sixth round of this competition will be held today, and the top five will be selected by the ten strong players." Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, said his voice echoed throughout the arena, and also Through broadcasting, it can be heard by audiences of all nationalities.
"There are five games in total, and each one will be extremely exciting."
Pan Qiu said, "The first game will be between 'Jingming' from the human race, and against the demon rat race. 'Benorn'"
The audience cheered, especially the human audience and the demon rat audience. The demon rat audience were generally less than half a meter tall and small. They were all standing on their seats, jumping and cheering.
Huh.
Two figures appeared on the field.
Xu Jingming’s expression was much more solemn as he looked at the small man standing thousands of meters away - the strong man of the Demon Rat Clan, ‘Benorn’.
"Finally met a real small opponent." Xu Jingming did not dare to be careless at all. Although the dwarf he met in the last round was shorter than him, the two sides were still relatively close in size.
"He is just over half a meter tall, about the height of my knees. With such a small body, he can reach the top ten, but his physical toughness is probably higher than mine." Xu Jingming observed his opponent.
"Human Jingming." Benonen of the Demon Rat Clan did not dare to be careless. "We entered the second round of the main competition in the first competition. This competition has always been very relaxed and we have never been forced to show our true strength."
"Okay, let this human race Jingming verify the results of my five thousand years of cultivation." Benon moved.
Phew! call!
The two of them turned into two afterimages and clashed instantly.
“Wow.”
"The ultimate speed of both of them has exceeded 400,000 meters per second."
"In a field with a diameter of only 10,000 meters, they can move at super high speeds and maintain a speed of more than 400,000 meters per second. No matter it is Both of them are extremely scary in terms of speed and agility.”
The slow playback of the broadcast clearly shows the scene of the two of them fighting.
Xu Jingming moves like a phantom, every move is terrifying, either extremely penetrating, terrifying in shock, or sharp in cutting...
Ten seconds of fighting, Xu Jingming stopped, and the strong man from the Demon Rat Tribe also stopped and stared at Xu Jingming.
"The body of this Demonic Rat Tribe is too tough." Xu Jingming looked at the opponent. The Demonic Rat Tribe was now covered in hair, and its hair was like spikes. The thick layer of hair would remove a lot of power from any of Xu Jingming's moves.
"He must be unable to unload his strength." Xu Jingming's body muscles swelled and his height climbed to two meters seven, making him much stronger and taller.
It was in this state that he passed the first round of the first competition.
"Grown?" Benonen, a strong man from the Demon Rat Tribe, was cautious. "It doesn't matter if you grow bigger. Even if your strength and speed are stronger than mine, you can't do anything to me. As for the influence on the mind? Yours The power of the mind can't shake me either. "
Any attack on the Demon Rat Tribe will be transferred to the body through the hair, and the Demon Rat Tribe will fly out like a ball, losing its power. The actual damage done to the body is only a small part.
In the outside world, the strong men of the Demonic Rat Clan are also in the third realm of Half-Step, and their spiritual power is equally extraordinary.
Boom.
Xu Jingming moved again. The advantage in speed made it impossible for the Demon Rat Clan to escape. He did not bother to escape, but took the initiative to fight.
"Bang!!!"
"Devil Bear Splitting the Sky, Splitting the Sky!!!" Xu Jingming's palm struck with terrifying power. Although the Demon Rat Tribe was quick to dodge, this palm strike It still hit the Demon Rat Tribe on the shoulder, causing the Demon Rat Tribe to hit the ground of the arena.
The ground of the arena is indestructible, and even after going through competitions one after another, there are still no scars.
At this moment, the palm struck the Demon Rat Tribe and hit the ground, and the repulsive force of the hard earth also rushed through the Demon Rat Tribe's body, making him quite uncomfortable.
“This ground cannot relieve its force.” The strong man from the Demon Rat Tribe panicked.
Xu Jingming used the Demonic Bear to Split the Sky. After performing one move, he needed to recharge before he could perform another move.
After five thousand years of practice, his "Mind Weapon Warfare" has become much more mature. Xu Jingming struck out with both palms continuously, one palm struck down, and the other followed! Both palms struck one after another without stopping.
Both palms are like two sledgehammers, trying to smash the demon rat deep into the ground of the arena.
Each blow was hard to unload, and the terrifying power was violently transmitted inside the Demon Rat Clan, with violent concussions that shook his brain, blood, and muscles. Just three palms made the Demon Rat Clan suffer in pain, and his mouth, nose, and ears were full of pain. It's blood.
"I surrender." The strong man from the Demon Rat Tribe shouted out.
Xu Jingming stopped.
"This body is really strong." Xu Jingming looked at the strong men of the Demon Rat Clan and secretly sighed in his heart, "We must seize the opportunity to win the championship in this competition. In the future, these ultra-small bodies will It’s very difficult to fight, and I can’t beat you to death.”
"If you chop it again, I will be hacked to death. There is still a big gap between me and the human Jingming in this competition." The strong man of the Demon Rat Clan is also self-aware.
"Today's first game is over, and Terran Jingming has become the first player to enter the top five." Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, entered the arena, and his voice rang in the ears of countless spectators from all races.
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