Chapter 27 The competition begins!
The Haotian Sect's martial arts performance field occupies one-third of the entire mountain peak. It is very vast and demonstrates the glory of the Haotian Sect.
The entire martial arts arena has thousands of large and small arenas, which is bigger than the main spirit fighting arena of Tiandou City!
Today, the martial arts arena became lively again.
The entire Haotian Sect gathered in the martial arts field.
Tang Xiao stood in the sky, his voice spreading through his soul power and resounding throughout the sky.
“In this competition, you should try your best to show your strength, but also remember the friendship of the same students!”
“During the competition...”
“The competition has officially begun! ”
As Tang Xiao finished speaking, the disciples waiting below each walked to the edge of their respective competition areas.
The competition system this time is very simple. The losers will be eliminated until the top three in the third bracket are determined.
As early as yesterday, the schedule had been released.
There are now twenty-nine servant disciples of Haotian Sect, including twenty-one disciples of affiliated sects.
There are sixty-three outer disciples and eighty-eight inner disciples, a total of one hundred and eighty disciples!
At the end of each game, there is a half-hour break.
According to the current number of disciples of Haotian Sect, this competition can be completed in one day!
As each disciple walked onto the corresponding arena, the five elders of the Haotian Sect came through the air and stood directly above the entire arena to control the overall situation.
In the first battle, there are only ninety battle arenas. With the strength of Titled Douluo, they are enough to arrive in an instant if something unexpected happens in any battle.
And in this kind of intra-sect competition, no one will kill anyone, and the gain outweighs the loss.
Ye Ming was also standing on the ring in the inner disciple area at this time. His opponent was a woman who was very smartly dressed.
Tang Qiushui, a person from the second elder lineage, a level 38 attack type soul master!
In fact, the standard for Haotian Sect’s inner disciples is at least Soul Master.
Except for Ye Ming, there are no other special cases.
Although there are opportunities to challenge every month, it is almost impossible to defeat the weak against the strong when the entire sect is the martial spirit of the Haotian Sect.
"Brother Ye Ming, my sister advises you to surrender as soon as possible. My sister's hammer will not be merciful." Tang Qiushui looked at Ye Ming across the ring and chuckled: "I don't want to be beaten. They say bullying ”
The moment she took the stage, she stretched out her right hand, and the black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her hand. At the same time, three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, slowly rose up and beat on his body.
This is not a spirit fighting arena, and there is no time left for both parties to exchange names and display their martial spirits.
Hearing this, Ye Ming had a strange look on his face, thinking that this girl must not have participated in the beast wave that night, and did not see the scene where he confronted the Three Thousand Years Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, otherwise Absolutely no such thing can be said.
The dark golden Clear Sky Hammer also appeared on his right hand, and two soul rings shining with bright purple light slowly rose from his feet.
Looking carefully, there is even a hint of black light in the second purple soul ring.
Tang Qiushui was stunned for a moment, "You! You! You! What the hell is this!"
At this moment, the three elders above said: "Three, two, one, the battle begins!"
Ye Ming stepped forward, closing the distance between the two. Looking at Tang Qiushui, who had just come out of his dazed state, he showed no mercy and directly swung the Clear Sky Hammer towards him.
“Damn it!” Tang Qiu Shui cursed in a low voice, but he did not expect Ye Ming to show no humility or hesitation at all.
In her haste, she only had time to hold the Clear Sky Hammer across her chest.
"Boom!!"
There was an explosion, and Tang Qiushui's figure flew out directly and hit hard outside the ring.
There is no need to use soul skills at all. With Ye Ming's current strength, this hammer is enough to crush the opponent!
“Hiss!!”
“So strong!”
The disciples in the two arenas nearby were all frightened by Ye Ming's swift and violent blow, and the movements of their hands slowed down a bit.
In the stands, Tang Xiao's eyes lit up. "Hey, this kid is really fierce."
High up in the sky, the brows of several elders also jumped, and they reminded loudly: "The loser retreats, and the winner waits for the remaining disciples After the battle, lots will be drawn again for the second round. "
Below the arena, Tang Qiushui stood up and rubbed his sore chest, glared at Ye Ming with resentment, and retreated unwillingly.
Ye Ming was expressionless, sitting on the ring and quietly watching the battles in other venues.
He discovered that there were several levels of strength among the inner disciples.
Tang Long and Tang Hu were obviously in the first line. The two of them and Tang San almost solved their opponents one after another.
After the two of them, there are Tang Yu and Tang Tian. Their strength is at the same level, and they can also crush their opponents.
The third row of disciples are all the fourth-ring soul sects and the third-ring soul sects. The difference in strength is not too obvious, but in most battles, the soul sects advance.
As for Ye Ming, it is obvious that common sense cannot be used.
The feedback brought by the two thousand-year-old dark gold Dreadclaw Bear soul rings improved his physical fitness, coupled with the increased strength and defense of the Gu Master, his physical fitness, even without using Gu insects Compared with ordinary soul kings, he doesn't give in too much.
The battles went on quickly, and Ye Ming defeated his opponents again and again.
Under the deliberate control of the elders, Ye Ming and Tang Long did not encounter each other in the first five rounds.
In the fifth round, Tang Long directly entered the sixth round with a bye.
In the sixth round of the inner disciple competition, there are only six left: Tang Long, Tang Hu, Tang San, Tang Tian, Tang Yu and Ye Ming!
By this time, the battle between the servant disciples and the outer disciples had completely ended.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on the arena in the center.
The result of the last draw is a coincidence.
Tang Long VS Tang Yu!
Ye Ming VS Tang Tian!
Tang San VS Tang Hu!
Three arenas, six people standing at the same time.
Tang Yu's face was bitter, Tang Tian's face was relaxed, and Tang San and Tang Hu were at war with each other!
These three battles are bound to be really exciting! The five elders in the air also flew down and stood on the edge of the ring.
When a soul master of this level really fights, it's easy to lose control. They must ensure the safety of these people!
"Each of you release your soul rings. After the countdown ends, the battle begins!" The second elder looked solemn, giving everyone a chance to buffer.
Tang Long had six soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black. Facing Tang Yu, the five-ring soul king, his face was filled with relief.
As the Six-Ringed Soul Emperor, Tang Hu couldn't help but look a little more solemn when he saw the five strange soul rings on Tang San's body: two yellow, one purple, and two black.
On the three arenas, the most bizarre scene was the battle between Ye Ming and Tang Tian.
As the five-ring soul king with the best soul ring ratio, Tang Tian has nothing to say. But when he stood together with Ye Ming, a great soul master with two purple soul rings, he particularly attracted everyone's attention.
This kind of weird spirit ring even made people ignore the fact that Tang San's fourth spirit ring was at the ten thousand year level.
But even if Ye Ming had two thousand-year soul rings, Tang Tian didn't care at all.
Even though Ye Ming was able to reach this round and was very powerful, there was an insurmountable gap between the thousand-year soul ring and the ten-thousand-year soul ring, the great soul master and the soul king!
Tang Tian shook his chest muscles, tilted his neck, and said to Ye Ming very seriously:
"To be honest, you are really strong! You are proud enough to have come this far."
"I am very grateful to you for saving Tang Yu, so I will go all out!"
"Let you see clearly, the true strength of the Soul King level!"
(End of this chapter)