Chapter 6216 Tongtian Golden Gong
"Awesome!"
"Ba Quan is invincible!"
"Kill him! King Han!"
"Hahaha! So satisfying! Chilong crushes his head!"
...
At this moment, countless creatures in the countless seats on all sides of the first-level fighting arena were shouting excitedly!
They were cheering for their favorite fighters and releasing their passion to the fullest!
On the ring, fighters fought to the death, confronted each other, surpassed themselves, and the bloodstained the arena was full of strong excitement. Almost no one could refuse it.
On every fighting arena, there were almost wonderful duels, and around every fighting arena there were referees who were responsible for judging. They watched every game and accurately found one after another fighter who was strong enough.
After Ye Wuque's eyes covered a week, he finally looked at the four fighting arenas in the middle.
He discovered that in front of the four fighting arenas in the shape of a field, there was a golden gong quietly placed, and there was a golden hammer next to it, which seemed to have some symbolic meaning.
The four defending kings were each on their own fighting arena, all emitting an unpredictable aura!
"Butler Long, what is that golden gong and what is its meaning?"
Apparently, one of the sixty-four people also noticed the golden gong and immediately asked.
Hearing someone asking this question, Steward Long's face full of smiles did not seem to be surprised, but he did not answer directly, but answered the question irrelevantly: "That is the 'Tongtian Golden Gong', which naturally has extraordinary significance."
"It's just that for you, the existence of the Tongtian Golden Gong is completely unimaginable."
"To a certain extent, it has more symbolic significance than practical significance."
"But if you want to know what the 'Tongtian Golden Gong' is, at least you must achieve three consecutive victories within three days."
"Otherwise, even if you know it, it will be meaningless."
"Of course, even if you have achieved three consecutive victories, in fact..."
Steward Long seemed to pause here, and he didn't know what he remembered. There was a lot of sighing in his eyes, and then he changed the subject and said: "In short, the Sky Fighting Arena is a place full of cruelty and blood."
"The strong will always be strong, and will win many honors."
"And the weak... I'm afraid even the complete corpse may not be preserved."
"You all have a certain strength to be able to walk in here."
"But, everything still needs to be done within your ability."
"Okay, my mission is complete. Next, please go to the 'Warrior Waiting Platform' in front of you. There are special personnel there to receive you and arrange your next duel."
After saying this, Butler Long bowed slightly to the sixty-four people again, and then returned the same way.
The sixty-four people naturally walked towards the "Warrior Waiting Platform" as Butler Long said.
The Warrior Waiting Platform is located in a separate area. As the sixty-four people approached, they could see that there were already shadowy figures on it. At this time, many eyes were all projected, with all kinds of eyes.
Indifferent, indifferent, mocking, and teasing...
It seemed that countless sparks were shining and splashing in the void, and the atmosphere was quite solidified.
"Hello, the new batch of fighters, you can call me 'White Butler'."
At this moment, a plain voice slowly sounded, and a tall man stood in front of the waiting platform, looking at the sixty-four people who were walking over.
"You are the latest batch of fighters."
"Next, please listen carefully. The rules are as follows..."
"Within three days, you must complete the achievement of three consecutive victories."
"But within three days, you can arrange your time as you like. You can complete it in one day."
"You can also complete it once a day, or leave it to the last day."
"Only look at the results, not the process."
"There is a mechanism for admitting defeat on the fighting stage, but the judgment is based on shouting out loud so that the referee can hear it."
"In addition, every fighter will give himself a name to call himself, replacing the number plate."
"You should all know it."
"After half an hour, you can start to decide whether to participate in the next duel."
Deacon Bai looked at the sixty-four people, looked around, and sat back.
The sixty-four people, at this moment, naturally looked for empty seats at random and sat down.
Ye Wuque and Wu Qiankun also sat down casually.
Wu Qiankun's eyes revealed a hint of excitement!
As for Ye Wuque, his eyes were still looking at the golden gongs in front of the four fighting stages in the central area, with a deep look in his eyes.
"Tongtian Golden Gong...Tongtian..."
Ye Wuque's intuition told him that this "Tongtian Golden Gong" might give him a surprise.
The group of sixty-four people that Ye Wuque was in was like a drop of water falling into the sea. They quickly blended into it and did not seem to attract too much attention.
For the next half an hour, almost all the fighters were focusing on the battles on the fighting stages.
As they watched, the faces of most of the new sixty-four people who had just joined changed!
From the initial complacency and confidence, they gradually became dignified, with serious eyes and a sense of disbelief.
Obviously, they all discovered the strength of the fighters on the fighting stage!
Comparing themselves with themselves, they gradually understood.
But there were also some who looked indifferent.
For example, the man like Xuanbing!
For example, Gui Li! For example,
Wu Qiankun!
For example, Ye Wuque!
They all had different expressions.
The man who was as cold as black ice had an indifferent expression on his face.
Gui Li, on the other hand, had a cruel and playful smile on his face, looking at all the fighters as if he was looking at prey.
Wu Qiankun had a face full of excitement and expectation.
And Ye Wuque...
closed his eyes to rest.
Soon, when half an hour had passed!
Among the sixty-four people, more than a dozen figures stood up at the same time.
Obviously, these dozen people seemed to have chosen to participate in the duel immediately.
The man who was as cold as ice, Gui Li, Wu Qiankun, and Ye Wuque were all among them.
More than a dozen people all walked towards Deacon Bai.
And this scene fell on the eyes of the other fighters in the waiting area, and they all showed almost the same teasing and mocking intentions.
"A newborn calf is really fearless!"
"It seems that they are all very confident and think they are very strong!"
"Great, we can see another exciting scene of bullying the weak!"
"Everyone has come this way, and these newcomers are no exception."
...
However, these whispering voices did not disturb the dozen people. It is obvious that they are all people with strong wills to stand up at the first time.
"Say your names."
Deacon Bai looked at the dozen newcomers.
"Demon Sword!"
"Huangquan!"
"Changkong!"
...
One by one, the newcomers said the names they chose, and then when it was the turn of the man as cold as black ice, a shocking scene appeared.
Deacon Bai, who had always been calm, actually bowed slightly to the man like ice, and then said with a trace of respect: "Hello... Lord Winter Lion!"
Winter Lion!
It was the name of the icy man. The
appearance of this scene made almost all the fighters in the waiting area look sideways.
Especially this batch of 64 people.
They knew from the beginning that this Winter Lion was not simple, and it seemed that he was returning to the Sky Fighting Arena for the second time.
At this moment, from the words and gestures of Deacon Bai, it is more certain that "Winter Lion" is extraordinary.
Almost the same idea appeared in everyone's mind!
This "Lord Winter Lion" may not only enter the Sky Fighting Arena for the second time. His previous record may far exceed imagination and reach the level, which is enough to shock people.
At this moment, Winter Lion nodded slowly and did not say much. It is obvious that he wants to continue to use this name.
"Qian Kun."
The next one is Wu Qiankun. When he said his name, his eyes fell on Winter Lion. The expectation and excitement in his eyes were already strong to the extreme.
But then, Wu Qiankun felt a terrifying malice coming from behind!
Ghost Li!
He was still smiling cruelly at this moment, his eyes swept across the ten directions, looking at Winter Lion, as if he was looking at a perfect prey.
"Ghost."
Ghost Li smiled and said his name, only one word was left.
The rest of the people also said their names one by one.
The last person was Ye Wuque.
Facing Deacon Bai's calm gaze, Ye Wuque spoke calmly, uttering two words.
"Maple Leaf."