The next day, early morning!
"Bang!"
With a beep, an old man in brocade clothes walked onto the platform!
"Hello, all the geniuses from all over the continent! I am Wu Shikun, the head of the Tianji Pavilion in Tianxing City!"
"Since you are able to stand here now, it means that you are all rare geniuses in the entire Tianwu Continent. You have now succeeded!"
"No matter how far you go in the next game, you will be successful, but..."
"ha!"
Under the platform, Yan Xing narrowed his eyes and yawned loudly!
Not far from him, Leng Ningshuang and the other three were also yawning constantly. This old man is too talkative!
He has been speaking on the stage for more than half an hour. Isn't he thirsty at all?
"Here, we will determine the top 1,000 of the Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition. Only those who make it into the top 1,000 will be eligible to travel to Crouching Dragon Mountain, the home of the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm!"
"There, we will determine the top 300 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking and list them on the Hidden Dragon Ranking!"
"However, to qualify for the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm, you must be in the top 50 of the Hidden Dragon Ranking. So, fight for your goal!"
"I now declare that the triennial Hidden Dragon Ranking Tournament has officially begun!"
"roar!"
As Wu Shikun finished his last sentence, the contestants who had been drowsy started cheering loudly!
The long-awaited moment has finally arrived!
Yan Xing took a look at the number plate in his hand and walked towards the ring!
Yan Xing, stage 10, number 522!
There are more than 20,000 participants in this Hidden Dragon Ranking Championship, and there are a total of 10 competition arenas. On average, there are more than 2,000 participants in each arena, and there are only 100 qualifying spots in each arena!
The preliminary round of the Hidden Dragon Ranking Championship is conducted in a defending mode. The warrior who steps onto the ring becomes the defender, and the other warriors can come on stage to challenge at any time.
The first person to win ten consecutive games on the ring will get one of the promotion spots, until all 100 promotion spots are filled.
Every warrior under the ring has three chances to challenge. If he fails in all three challenges, he will lose his qualification to participate.
What seems to be an ordinary defense battle is actually an all-round test for the warriors.
This not only requires the warrior to have a certain level of vision to accurately judge the strength of both sides, but also requires a certain level of calculation ability to ensure that he can successfully obtain a place without being targeted.
After all, the defender needs to win ten games in a row to get a spot in the next round!
Of course, there is one exception.
For example, Yan Xing!
With a sudden step, Yan Xing slammed into the ring!
"Random cultivator, Yan Xing! Which brother is willing to come up and ask for advice?"
"boom!"
As Yan Xing finished speaking, the domineering aura of the seventh level of the innate realm suddenly spread out!
After feeling this domineering aura, several warriors who were ready to make a move immediately stopped moving!
No one would go against the qualifying spots, but when there are enough qualifying spots, no one is willing to face such a strong opponent.
After all, there is no need to waste an opportunity for a challenge, right?
Save the opportunity to challenge the weaker ones behind, isn’t that great!
The referee of ring No. 10 looked at the domineering figure on the ring, and a hint of appreciation appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This is a truly smart person!
Now is the time when there are the most places available. Warriors with strength similar to Yan Xing will generally choose to wait and see, while those who are weaker than Yan Xing will not seek trouble.
The further along in the competition, the more brutal the competition for spots will become.
"If no other fighter steps up to challenge within ten minutes, contestant No. 522 will directly receive one of the 100 qualifying spots for Arena No. 10!"
Seeing that the fighters in the audience had no desire to challenge, the referee of ring No. 10 announced a new news.
The competition cannot remain stagnant just because no one challenges it. After all, everyone's time is precious.
Therefore, as long as the defender is on the ring and no warrior comes up to challenge him within ten minutes, the defender will directly get the chance to advance!
"Since no one has challenged us, let us congratulate contestant No. 522 for successfully securing the first qualifying spot on stage No. 10!"
Sure enough, no genius who can cultivate to the innate realm before the age of twenty is a fool!
Yan Xing took the token handed over by the referee and took a look at it.
No. 901!
Putting the token in his arms, Yan Xing turned his attention to other arenas.
Although he had great confidence in the strength of the other four people, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy!
After all, the strength they can demonstrate is limited.
On Arena No. 1, Mo Yan stood quietly among the crowd, watching the figures fighting on the arena without any intention of taking action.
In Arena No. 4, Wu Meng used all his strength to practice the Black Iron Skill, allowing another contestant to bombard him fiercely!
"call!"
Contestant No. 32 was breathing heavily. This guy was too tough.
Those punches filled with true energy hit the opponent's body, as if tickling him, without leaving any traces!
“I lost!”
Contestant No. 32 took a deep breath, clasped his hands together in surrender, and jumped off the ring.
There is absolutely no need to fight this guy to death. After all, you can't qualify for the next round just by beating him. You should save your strength to face the next opponent.
"Thank you!"
Faced with his opponent's surrender, Wu Meng returned a salute. Although the opponent gave him the impression of being very weak, he still had to show the most basic etiquette.
"I'll be next!"
As soon as contestant No. 32 went down, another challenger jumped onto the ring impatiently.
Although Wu Meng won, the contestants off the court only saw Wu Meng being beaten.
"call!"
Another contestant jumped off the ring, breathing heavily, and admitted defeat.
Looking at Wu Meng who was still as calm as the wind on the stage, the contestants below the stage discovered a terrible fact.
The crazy attacks of nine consecutive challengers failed to leave any trace on him!
"Congratulations to contestant No. 501 for achieving his first nine-game winning streak. If anyone can end his nine-game winning streak, the ender will directly obtain the nine-game winning streak."
Looking at the indifferent contestants below, the referee on ring No. 4 directly dropped a bomb!
As the referee finished speaking, the warriors who had been watching the show finally couldn't help themselves.
"I'll do it!"
"let me!"
“I’ll do it!!!”
Zhang San, who had been observing the situation, suddenly shouted and slammed into the ring!
"Iron Fist Sect, Zhang San, please teach me!"
Wu Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, he felt the breath of a kindred spirit on Zhang San!
"Wu Yimeng, a free cultivator, please teach me!"
"boom!"
Wu Meng's aura surged, and he took the initiative to attack for the first time!
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