Chapter 323: Belonging to the same era as the monsters

White Owl narrowed his eyes.

This time, the experience points he gained from Longlizard Shichen have exceeded the battle with Liu Xinzong in the finals of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition. After all, the opponent at the main level of the school should be a little different.

Bai Xiao thought secretly.

I think that the National Dark World Fighting Competition, although there are only 32 contestants, and there is no resurrection match, there are only five matches in total. However, the strength of the opponents is amazing, and the potential points gained after one match can even be comparable to the previous ones.

With this calculation, the final national competition...

White Owl will benefit more.

Retract your thoughts.

He stared straight ahead quietly, with his occupation panel displayed in the air.

[Mission: Reward (Cumulative Experience Points: 1615)]

Bai Xiao took a deep breath without any hesitation.

He called out softly in his heart.

"Dark red!"

Suddenly, a red glow like a sunset swept over, like overlapping waves, spreading in an instant. The entire Dark World Fighting Competition player's professional panel was completely covered, and mysterious power enveloped everywhere.

"extract!"

Bai Xiao’s mind moved.

Invisible water waves instantly appeared on the panel, and the powerful fluctuations of the dark red modifier completely controlled it. The experience points accumulated in the bounty mission were like water, gurgling and gurgling, constantly flowing out and transforming.

In the blink of an eye, the four-digit number became a two-digit number.

After two or three breaths, the mysterious power faded and the mist disappeared.

Sight ahead.

[Mission: Bounty (Cumulative Experience Points: 15)]

The eyes move downward and freeze quickly.

【Dark Red Modifier】

[Potential Points: 32]

Bai Xiao nodded with satisfaction, feeling a little excited inside.

If the opponents he encounters in the next three games are all at the same level as Longlizard Shichen, then it would be great. He has a hunch that the probability is not small!

White Owl's empty eyes refocused and he came back to his senses.

He turned his gaze back to the ring; the round of 16 was still going on.

After the first day of elimination, there were no ordinary fighters among the remaining sixteen contestants. There must be at least one extremely powerful warrior.

It seems that the appearance of a dozen or twenty extreme realm warriors makes this level look like cabbage, cheap and everywhere. But in fact, people go to high places and water flows to low places. The Dark World Fighting Competition has gone through three consecutive stages of screening to select these extreme realm warriors from thousands of young warriors. In terms of proportion, it can be said that they are rare.

Each of them will be the pillar of their respective school in the future.

If they had not died prematurely and become ordinary people, then in ten or twenty years, the leaders of the major schools who appeared on the viewing floor would probably be replaced by these people. They are the future of the secret martial arts world.

"It would be interesting if a terrorist organization like the Devil's Court wiped out the entire Tianxia fighting arena. Perhaps the thriving development and recovery momentum of the entire secret martial arts world would be immediately cut short..."

Bai Xiao sighed as he looked at the geniuses coming from all over the world.

Of course, he was just joking.

Even an extremely vicious organization like the Devil's Court would not be so stupid as to attack all the contestants in the National Dark World Fighting Competition. The Martial Arts Association had already invested a tremendous amount of manpower to ensure safety. Not to mention the countless masters of various major schools on the viewing platforms on both sides.

Half of the essence and power of the secret martial arts world are here.

Anyone who wants to attack the Tianxia Fighting Arena is simply courting death!

However, if it is only directed at an individual, then it is hard to say.

…

Half an hour later, on the ring.

Bai Xiao saw a familiar figure.

The wind of breath, Liu Xinzong, he was dressed in white, and there was a sense of lightness around him that seemed to float away. The aura of the master level of the school was thick and majestic, and his strength was obviously greatly improved compared to before.

Liu Xinzong has an ordinary face, but his eyes are as bright as the sea of ​​stars.

He and his opponent are at the exact opposite extreme.

On the left side of the ring, a slender figure in tight combat uniform attracted everyone's attention. She was tall, beautiful, and had round and powerful long legs with amazing proportions, perfect. Her facial features were extremely delicate, gorgeous to the point of being a bit gaudy. Black eyeliner, red eyeshadow, and gold powder at the corners of her eyes.

She is just like a slutty fox.

In the Southern Secret Martial Arts World, runner-up of the Dark World Fighting Competition, flower slave Qin Su.

This person is the only one who has reached the main realm of the school besides Nie Yan Canghai.

Her match against Liu Xinzong is something to look forward to.

Below the ring, a handsome young man with hair that was faintly translucent silver-white in the sunlight, carrying an ancient sword on his back, looked over here.

"come on."

The young man said in a low voice.

Then, he received a flying kiss from the flower slave Qin Su.

Show your love boldly in public.

Suddenly, there was an indescribable low laugh from the audience.

"Brother, who do you think will win between the two people on the stage?"

The residence of the evil bird.

Suga Feng was sitting in a row behind Bai Xiao and leaned over to ask.

Bai Xiao glanced at the ring and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hua Nu Qin Su, if there is no trump card beyond imagination..."

"Then she shouldn't be a match for Liu Xinzong."

"At the beginning, the two sides fought back and forth, but in the end, Liu Xinzong defeated the enemy with one move."

He spoke confidently, as if he had confidence in his former defeated opponent. Because, if the original Eastern Dark World Fighting Competition did not have the dark horse Bai Xiao, and if Gui Mian did not receive strong support from the Evil Ghost Court, then the one who should have won the Eastern Championship the most would be Liu Xinzong!

He is actually very strong.

But its edge was obscured by that freak Bai Xiao.

It is the tragedy of a genius to belong to the same era as monsters!

As expected.

Jiang Feng and other senior brothers and sisters watched the game on the rock arena seriously. Everything went according to what his senior brother said. Flower slave Qin Su and Liu Xinzong did test each other at the beginning, and the power of their moves was upgraded layer by layer. The two fought hard and rolled on the ground.

In the end, both sides reached their extreme levels and a decisive attack broke out.

Liu Xinzong’s energy was as vigorous as a dragon and his voice was as loud as a crane. He defeated the enemy with one move!

Flower slave Qin Su was eliminated, and Liu Xinzong advanced to the quarterfinals!

“It’s true!”

"Originally, at the Eastern Dark World Fighting Tournament, Senior Brother didn't pay a big price and won Breath of Wind. I thought Liu Xinzong was a little weak, but I didn't expect that he would make it to the top eight in the country now."

Suga Feng's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.

"It's not that Liu Xinzong is weak, but that the senior brother is too strong!"

Wei Gang, who was standing next to him, suddenly interrupted and sighed in a low voice.

Next, several more exciting battles took place on the rock arena. The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and their various methods were amazingly powerful.

Aurora Gu Yun, Nieyan Canghai, Hundred Ripping Fist Yu Ming, and Zizaitian Canaan were all extremely powerful and defeated their opponents with clean and neat moves.

Among them, after defeating his opponent, Yu Ming, the Hundred Lie Fist, frequently looked towards the position of the Fierce Bird Flow where Bai Xiao was. He seemed to be quite interested, and his eyes flickered slightly.

I don’t know what he is thinking about.

Time flies and soon it is two o'clock in the afternoon.

The final match of the second round of the Eastern Dark World Fighting Tournament begins.

This time, Bai Xiao's eyes were unusually focused and his attention was concentrated.

On the rock arena.

On the left, a figure in a black windbreaker stood tall. On his face was a hideous mask that blocked the sunlight, and his dark pupils shone through.

It is the Eastern Conference runner-up, Evil Ghost Face!

And his opponent.

Champion of the Northern Dark World Fighting Tournament and leader of the Four Poles of the North Sea.

The Candle Sect is nameless!

This man was wearing an old red and black battle robe, just like the kind of uniform that generals wore when they went to war. The neatly cut battle robe wrapped around the man's tall body seemed to carry the vicissitudes of life along the way.

He stood there quietly, without doing anything, but he became the center of the aura of the entire rock arena. The air rippled slightly like water waves, lingering with a grandmaster's majestic aura.

Zhu Zong had long black hair, tied with a rope behind his head like the ancients, forming a half-length ponytail. A circle of black satin cloth blocked his eyes. Only his deep brow bones and his tall nose bridge, which exuded a strong and beautiful aura, were exposed, giving off a sense of distance and coldness.

"Ghost Face, I wonder how much of the Candle Sect's stuff can be forced out?"

Bai Xiao glanced across the arena and said slowly in his heart.

He didn't expect Ghost Face to win the game at all.

Zhu Zong Wuming's strength and fame are indeed too great. You can tell from the reactions of the spectators around. Many of them stood up and shouted "No. 1 in the country". They didn't even need to act, they had already won the championship in advance.

Especially those in the northern secret martial arts world.

He simply treated Zhu Zong as a god, with his eyes full of admiration.

“The game begins!”

At the command of the black-clad referee, the last battle of the day began.

Bai Xiao stared intently at the changes in the battle situation. Zizaitian Canaan also rarely opened his eyes, and his gaze remained on Zhu Zong.

The evil ghost face has gone all out.

He broke through to the realm of the master of the school, and successively performed the first and second levels of the Shura Atlas. The executioners and beheaders took turns to destroy the surrounding area crazily. However, Zhu Zong seemed to simplify it. Every move was as light as a feather, and he took on the attacks again and again without any surprise.

The two sides exchanged blows for more than ten times.

Ghost Face was almost forced into a dead end, as if he was completely seen through.

On the rock arena.

He roared, and the power of the Nether Mask was turned to the maximum. He had just broken through the third level of the Shura Atlas. The Destroyer was coming! It was a humanoid figure emitting deadly white smoke, and its aura covered half of the arena, like a messenger from the Netherworld. In addition, the Ghost Mask was fully activated, and the Shura Transformation was fully released.

The most powerful attack was directed at Zhu Zong.

“Buzz!”

“Swish!”

At that moment, the whole world seemed to have stopped in time, and a jumping clip appeared in which everyone's memory was deleted. Two black and white auroras swept across the heavens and the earth, directly erasing the attack of the ghost face!

The moment everything ended, only a ding sound was heard.

As if the illusion was shattered, the evil ghost face fell heavily without any warning.

The winner has been decided, Zhu Zong won!

"What's wrong?"

"What happened? Why did Ghost Face suddenly fall down? Didn't he just charge towards Zhu Zong? And he used terrifying moves!"

"In the blink of an eye, the Candle Clan has already won?"

"How did you do that?"

Many spectators were confused and looked at each other.

The residence of the evil bird.

Bai Xiao frowned slightly, his eyes showing a serious look.

That was just...

Two pupils, one closed and the other open, one black and one white.

"Zhu...Dragon?"

…

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the second round of the Dark World Fighting Tournament was over.

Following the announcement from the event group, everyone began to leave.

Bai Xiao was about to stand up from his seat.

Suddenly, a slim and beautiful figure walked towards the front.

When I looked up, it was the flower slave Qin Su.

In her slender hands, she held a stack of invitations with a black background and gold edges.

A scent came over, and the flower slave Qin Su stood in front of Bai Xiao and handed over one of the invitations with both hands: "Fierce Fist Bai Xiao, on behalf of the contestants of the Southern Dark World Fighting Competition, I sincerely invite you to attend the Genius Dinner..."

Her voice is soft, numb and pleasant.

"Genius Dinner?"

Bai Xiao frowned slightly.

"Yes, it is a genius dinner held by our Southern Dark World Fighting Competition Champion, Nie Yan Canghai, inviting all 32 contestants of the National Dark World Fighting Competition to attend. It is an opportunity for geniuses to communicate with each other and expand their network. After all, masters from all over the world, from various schools, finally gathered together through the opportunity of the national competition. It would be a pity if you don't take the opportunity to make some friends..."

Flower slave Qin Su began to explain.

Bai Xiao thought about it for a moment, then took it.

"The time and place are already written on the invitation."

"Come if you want to, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to. It's all up to you."

After the flower slave Qin Su finished speaking, she left with a smile.

Bai Xiao looked at her back and then glanced at the exquisitely wrapped invitation.

…

Three o'clock in the afternoon, apartment area, apartment building No. 1, fifth floor.

With a crash, the bathroom door opened.

White Owl, with his upper body naked, slowly walked out. He didn't use a bath towel, but just exerted a little force on his muscles, and a heat rose rapidly.

It only takes a few seconds to walk from the bathroom to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The water droplets on Bai Xiao's body turned into wisps of steam and dissipated.

He was wearing a pair of casual shorts, sitting cross-legged, slowly adjusting himself to the best state, until his breathing was even and his mind was free of distractions.

“Swish!”

Bai Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his pupils.

He looked straight ahead.

In the sight, the personal panel of the secret weapon expert was quietly floating.

[Skill: Silver Marrow Technique Level 3 (1/600)] +

The dark red plus sign is looming, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath and focused all his attention on the dot mark.

He let out a low cry in his heart.

"Dark red, improve the Silver Marrow Technique!"

Suddenly, an overwhelming force descended, directly enveloping the entire status bar. The potential points in the dark red modifier dropped rapidly, constantly decreasing.

This secret martial art is undergoing an amazing transformation at a rapid pace...

(End of this chapter)