Chapter 633 First Day

The dark green color of the young man's armor appears even deeper in the interweaving of light and shadow, as if it can swallow all the light.

He gently twirled the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear cut through the air, leaving behind a series of subtle and sharp whistling sounds, like the roar of a dragon, shaking everyone's heartstrings.

With every subtle change in his movements, the surrounding space seemed to distort slightly, and his soul power condensed into a faint black mist around him like a substance, swirling and swirling, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

Luo Li was a little surprised. "It's actually the extremely aggressive power of the dark law."

Di Xuanming nodded, leaning in close to Luo Li's ear and whispering, "He's the winner of Sunset City. Originally, he didn't have to defend the ring; the winners of all the other cities would have just faced off. But he's now 130 years old, has already comprehended the power of three laws, and possesses the ultimate law of darkness. His fighting spirit is surging, so he's been asked to defend the ring."

"So that's how it is." Luo Li nodded, her eyes closely following the figure of the young man. She saw him suddenly take a step forward. The ground seemed unable to withstand the force and trembled slightly. The dust around him was swept up by the invisible airflow, forming a circle of tiny vortex.

The young man opposite was approaching with his sword without hesitation. A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes. He swung his spear suddenly, bringing up a whistling gale. The mist condensed by the power of the dark law was instantly pulled by the spear and turned into a winding black dragon, roaring and rushing towards the void. The dragon's roar was deafening, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.

The spectators all looked horrified, as if they had witnessed the end of the world with their own eyes, with unprecedented shock and awe in their hearts.

Luo Li's eyes also moved slightly, "Three-star Soul Emperor..."

Emperor Xuanming lowered his eyes and smiled, "He is also a rare genius."

Ye Yuan also quietly joined the conversation, "Yes, Qin Chuan is ranked 37th on the rookie list."

Luo Li was a little confused, "Rookie List?"

What kind of list is that? I've never heard of it.

After arriving at the Continent of Ten Thousand Beasts, she encountered many terms she had never heard of before.

Emperor Xuanming explained, "There are three recognized rankings in the Myriad Beasts Continent: the Influential Ranking, the Prodigy Ranking, and the Rookie Ranking. Any changes to the rankings will be announced to the entire continent by the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, the continent's leading intelligence organization."

When Luo Li heard the name, she roughly understood the meaning of the list, but she did not interrupt Di Xuanming.

Seeing Luo Li blink, he reached out and pinched her cheek, then continued, "This ranking, as the name suggests, is where the strong compete. There is no age limit. Whoever is strong enough will rank higher."

He gently stroked Luo Li's hair, his voice low and magnetic, "The Tianjiao Ranking has an age limit. It is a hall of honor for the strongest under a thousand years old. They use blood as ink and bones as pens to write their own glorious chapters."

"And the Rookie Ranking is a stage set up specifically for the younger generation, where geniuses under the age of 300 compete for the top spot. The names on these lists shine like stars, illuminating the night sky of the Myriad Beasts Continent."

Luo Li listened attentively, with a hint of curiosity and excitement in her eyes.

She seemed to be in the fierce competition and felt the struggle between the strong.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the hair in front of her forehead and gently entwining it with Di Xuanming's sleeves, as if even the air was filled with an unspoken expectation.

"Of course, if someone isn't on the list but defeats someone on it, the defeated person's ranking can be replaced. The Tianji Pavilion will then announce this to the entire continent."

Luo Li nodded with some interest, "I see, that's quite interesting."

She asked with some interest, "Ah Ming, are you on the list?"

Emperor Xuanming is only in his thirties, but he is already a Nine-Star Soul Emperor and has also comprehended the power of five laws. He should be able to get into the top three at least.

"Of course not." Di Xuanming shook his head and explained, "I had no intention of becoming famous in the Myriad Beasts Continent, and since I was already acquainted with the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, I simply let him ignore me."

When Luo Li heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She turned to look at Di Xuanming, only to see his gaze on her, as gentle as moonlight.

"Oh? There is such an interesting thing." Luo Li laughed softly.

She slowly approached Di Xuanming, her eyes filled with inquiry and admiration. "It seems that Ah Ming, not only is your strength unfathomable, but your indifference to fame and fortune is also beyond the reach of others."

As she approached, the air seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance, which intertwined with the cool breeze, making people feel inexplicably peaceful and comfortable.

Di Xuanming nodded Luo Li's head helplessly, "Okay, stop teasing me."

He looked towards the ring below, "Look down there, they're about to decide the winner."

On the arena, light and shadow intertwined, and the figures of the two spiritual masters were like dragons and phoenixes dancing. Every confrontation was accompanied by the sound of air exploding, stirring up circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

The sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, dappling onto them and casting a golden glow on the fierce battle.

In the audience stands, shouts and cheers rose and fell, but they seemed far away from this battlefield forged by sweat and will.

Di Xuanming and Luo Li stood side by side, their eyes fixed on the fierce confrontation.

There was a strange light flashing in Luo Li's eyes. She opened her red lips slightly, as if whispering or commenting. Her concentration and devotion made Di Xuanming look sideways with a gentle gaze.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to have seized the opportunity, and a sharp sword light cut through the sky, pointing directly at Qin Chuan's vitals. Qin Chuan also reacted quickly, twisting his body, and actually used this force to soar into the air. With a backhand palm, he shattered the sword light, then took advantage of the momentum to fall down and punched the opponent's chest.

When the sword light dissipated, there seemed to be a subtle buzzing sound in the air, and the dust was stirred up and scattered.

The young man responded and landed on the stage.

The referee shouted, "First match, Qin Chuan from Sunset City wins!"

The competition will last for three days, and Qin Chuan will have a maximum of sixty matches.

He will be challenged by the person who chooses him among the sixty contestants.

The defeated contestants will go to the secondary arena to continue the competition, and the order of the competition will be determined by drawing lots. The winner of the sixty contestants will directly face Qin Chuan.

Time unknowingly came to the evening, and this was the last match of the day.

Luo Li looked at Qin Chuan, who was clearly struggling more than in the first round, and asked doubtfully, "Is he going to fight for sixty rounds over three days? The competitors are all strong, there's no way he can crush them all."

She stroked her chin and said, "At this intensity, he'll be struggling even more on the third day."