Chapter 1022 Sixteen Young Gods
About a quarter of an hour later.
The young woman was almost exhausted. She looked at Chen Yan in front of her with an unstable breath, tightly gripping the big knife, and continued to attack towards Chen Yan.
There was a clang sound, which was the sound of the broadsword and the long sword colliding.
Chen Yan felt a numb pain in her arm holding the Tianzhou Divine Sword. She quickly distanced herself from the opponent and then raised her sword to sweep across!
boom!
The young woman raised her knife to block, but was knocked back several steps by the force. Blood was seen flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her eyes still showed a fierceness that refused to admit defeat.
She wants to pass the Xia Sanxu competitive exam!
Must do!
She raised the sword, and a powerful spiritual power instantly covered the sword, emitting a golden light.
The young woman moved and came in front of Chen Yan.
“Heaven-reaching Slash!”
As the sound fell, the golden blade instantly distorted the surrounding airflow, broke through Chen Yan's defensive spiritual shield, and attacked Chen Yan directly.
Although Chen Yan raised his sword to defend himself, he was still knocked to the ground by the attack.
The young woman took advantage of the situation and attacked Chen Yan with her sword again and again.
Very fast!
Chen Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly turned over to avoid the blade, then turned his wrist slightly and swept the sword, forcing the young woman away.
The battle between the two was extremely fierce.
But gradually, the young woman ran out of strength and was unable to cope with the battle.
Chen Yan naturally noticed this.
After a few more rounds, the young woman discovered that Chen Yan was giving her the semen, and she stared at Chen Yan with complicated eyes.
She thought Chen Yan was a very strange person.
The two fought for several more moves, and finally Chen Yan was defeated.
The two young referees said to the young woman in unison: "Congratulations, you have successfully passed the Lower Three Ruins Competition. Do you want to leave the Ten Directions Ancient Ruins, or go to the Middle Three Ruins to continue participating in the competition?"
Hearing this, the young woman glanced subtly in the direction of Chen Yan, and then replied: "Go to Zhongsanxu."
"Okay, please get ready, you will be teleported to Zhongsanxu soon." said the little girl.
"My name is Quan Qingshu." The young woman suddenly said, "Thank you."
Chen Yan looked at her, "Chen Yan."
Soon, Kwon Cheong-sook was teleported away.
The two referees looked at Chen Yan and asked, "Excuse me, competitor, do you want to return to the competition hall or continue to participate in the competition?"
"Go on." Chen Yan did not hesitate.
"Then please be prepared to participate in the next competition."
Chen Yan nodded slightly.
And in the next seven days, Chen Yan participated in the competition continuously.
After winning nine games in a row, she would lose the tenth game and start a new round of competitions all over again.
Over and over again.
In these nine days, she only lost five games.
And she lost all these five competitions on her own initiative.
Chen Yan had been competing for nine consecutive days and her body was extremely tired, but her fighting spirit was growing stronger and stronger, as if she was caught in a cycle.
This cycle not only did not make her feel bored, but made her more and more interested.
Because she could feel her strength improving little by little through such training.
Chen Yan finished another competition.
…
At this moment, I am somewhere at the site of the Sanxu competition finals.
The young man in purple crossed his arms and looked at the crystal screen that was constantly fluctuating. He seemed to have discovered something and raised his eyebrows with interest. "Hey, come and take a look."
"What are you looking at?" Several people came over curiously.
The purple-clothed man smiled and said, "Look, in just nine days, someone has won five consecutive games, but lost in the tenth game every time. Do you think this is bad luck? Or is there something else going on?"
"It can't be bad luck." Someone frowned and shook his head.
The purple-clothed man smiled and said, "That means this person did it on purpose."
The woman in white pointed to the results displayed on the crystal screen and said, "These people also won nine games in a row, but suddenly lost in the tenth game. Moreover, they started the competition at about the same time."
"That is to say, they are in the same group." The man in gray said indifferently.
The purple-clothed man raised his eyebrows slightly. "What do you think they are after? It really makes people curious."
"What? Do you want to take action?" The woman in white looked up at him.
The purple-clothed man smiled and said, "Don't you want to?"
The man in red, who had been silent the whole time, said slowly: "It really makes people eager to try it."
The purple-clothed man's smile deepened. "Then let's see who can get their intentions out first. The first person to get the information out will have the right to order the others to do something. How do you think?"
"Okay." No one had any objection.
Just as they were about to enter the competition teleportation array, they suddenly sensed something, their faces changed abruptly, and they all looked towards the source of the breath.
When they saw who was coming, they were shocked.
Immediately, they hurriedly saluted respectfully towards the visitor.
"Your subordinate greets Master Shaoshen."
"Where are you going?" A gentle male voice sounded slowly.
Not daring to hide anything, they told everyone what had just happened.
The gentle male voice sounded again, "If they have potential, you should know what to do, right?"
"We understand!" Several people quickly bowed their heads in response.
They naturally knew that Lord Young God was always short of manpower, so he was constantly recruiting people with potential.
The reason they came out of seclusion this time was to complete the recruitment mission assigned by Lord Young God.
"That's good, you guys go." Shaoshen's voice was soft and sounded gentle.
"Yes, Master Young God!"
They responded fearfully, then looked at each other secretly.
After entering the competition teleportation array, their nerves were no longer so tense.
The woman in white frowned and asked, "Why did Master Shaoshen come to Xia Sanxu in person?"
The purple-robed man also showed a serious expression, "It seems that Master Young God attaches great importance to this recruitment of potential talents. Otherwise, why would Master Young God, who is so noble, condescend to come to Xia Sanxu?"
The gray-clothed man said, "So, let's put the bet aside and finish our responsibilities first."
Among all the ancient ruins in the world, the most desirable place is the Ruins of Gods.
But getting to the Ruins of God is not easy.
Either powerful or of noble bloodline.
There are many quasi-gods in the Ruins of Gods, and these quasi-gods have another nickname: young gods.
There are now sixteen quasi-gods in the Ruins of Gods, that is, sixteen young gods.
At this moment, the Lord Young God whom they had just mentioned, slowly walked to the crystal screen and locked onto the name of a competitor at a glance: Chen Yan.
The young god narrowed his eyes and spoke in an ambiguous tone.
"Chen Yan, you are finally... back."
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