Chapter Five Hundred and Sixtieth: The Primary Election Begins

Jiang Chi took the words and said solemnly: "That's true. You have to stand on the dragon pillar for a minute before you can truly qualify for the ring battle. You can't just walk away when you touch it. If you don't stand for a full minute, you will be knocked down. You have to start all over again.”

The person next to him who spoke earlier said: "In one minute, you have to withstand endless attacks from all directions. There are seven or eight thousand contestants if there are not ten thousand, and the competition for four hundred places will be so tragic. And know."

Liu Suifeng and others couldn't help feeling nervous when they heard the words. No wonder the Great Elder said earlier that no one can fish in troubled waters and get the qualification for the ring battle.

One minute is only sixty breaths, usually it passes in a flash.

But when we got to the dragon pillar, if we wanted to defend for a minute and withstand attacks from all directions, it might be difficult to hold on.

Because you don't want to fight one-on-one, the attacks you have to bear, the ultimate moves or unique moves from countless people from all directions, you will fall down if you are not careful.

Those who are eligible to sign up for the Five Kingdoms Tournament are considered young leaders. If they break through the Martial King Realm at the age of twenty-four, what is it to be considered a leader?

However, among these seven or eight thousand leaders, they have to go through some scouring to find four hundred truly talented warriors.

It is conceivable how monstrous the strength and talent of those four hundred people are, and the quality of the Five Kingdoms Tournament is a bit jaw-dropping.

Jiang Chi wanted to make friends with the person who spoke, cupped his hands and said, "Jiang Chi, the elder in Xiatiandao Pavilion, hasn't asked Your Excellency for his name yet."

The person next to him was only in his fifties, but he was full of aura and had a long breath. He was obviously a half-step Martial Emperor who had reached his limit.

Hearing Jiang Chi's words, he clasped his fists and smiled, "Gao's surname is not a big name, but my surname is Du Dan with a name of Hui, the head of the inner sect of the Broken Sword Sect of the Jin Kingdom."

Duan Dao Sect, Jiang Chi thought about it in his mind, but couldn't think of any powerful sect in Jin called Duan Dao Sect.

Du Hui smiled slightly and said, "Brother Jiang, don't think too much. The Broken Sword Sect is no more than a third-rate sect in the Jin Kingdom. How many of you have signed up for the competition this time?"

Thinking about it, even though Jin has ten super sects, there must also be some small sects.

Jiang Chi pointed to Xiao Chen and the others, and replied, "Not many, only six."

A young disciple behind Du Hui sneered and said, "I've heard about Tiandao Pavilion too,

It seems that it is one of the three major sects of the Qin State, but only six people signed up. Our Duan Dao Sect, a third-rate sect, has more than a dozen people signed up. "

He seemed quite complacent in his words, and the arrogance unique to the children of the Jin Kingdom was contained in his words, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The state of Jin has many spiritual veins, abundant spiritual energy, and a vast and boundless area. For thousands of years, it has crushed the four great empires to death.

Jiang Chi's face was slightly embarrassed, he didn't expect the other party to be so impolite at such a young age.

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint flash of sharpness in his eyes, and said coldly: "No matter how much rotten wood there is, it can't be carved."

A sect that is not well-known in the Jin Kingdom has such arrogance. A young disciple dares to speak rudely to the elders. He has seen the pride of the Jin people.

The young disciple said angrily: "What do you mean, you call us all rubbish, you are a sect disciple at the bottom of the Four Kingdoms, your tone is scary, don't let me, Song Qing, meet you in the ring battle."

"Brother, don't tell him, is he just as qualified to enter the ring?"

Many sect disciples on the top of the building, or lone warriors, watched this scene with great interest.

Du Hui frowned slightly, not wanting to make matters worse, he cupped his fists at Jiang Chi and said, "Brother Jiang, I'm sorry for being reckless."

Having said that, he didn't ask Song Qing to apologize or anything, but just led a group of disciples from Duandaomen towards the other direction of the tower.

Before leaving, Song Qing looked at Xiao Chen and the others with a scornful look.

Liu Suifeng said angrily: "What is this group of people, even a sect that is not well-known in the Jin Kingdom dares to talk like this."

Jiang Chi said helplessly, "Forget it, Jin people are like this."

If he had known that the old man belonged to the sect of the Jin Kingdom, Jiang Chi would not have had any intention of making friends. Facing the people of the Jin Kingdom of the Four Kingdoms, he was born with a superior mentality.

The first stage of the primary election will not officially start until all the people arrive. There are still many sects who have not yet arrived.

Everyone can only continue to wait, the incident of the knife-breaking door is regarded as a small episode, and it will soon pass.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly, among the crowd on the roof, someone exclaimed: "The warship of Haotianzong is coming!"

On the mountain peak, the crowd on several towers immediately looked up.

A warship from a golden mountain flew over from afar, with the unique flag of Haotian School planted on the prow, which could be distinguished at a glance.

Xiao Chen sighed in his heart, the charm of the super sect is really extraordinary, as soon as it appeared, it attracted everyone's attention.

"I heard that Yue Chenxi of the Haotian School has already practiced Chaoyang Breaking Dawn to the thirteenth level. On that day, there was a vision of seven-colored rays of light. Their suzerain has spoken out. This time, the goal is to compete for the top ten."

"It's not easy to be in the top ten. None of the super sects are easy to deal with."

Everyone was discussing, and after a while another warship flew over, someone recognized it and said: "People from Xieyue Pavilion are also here, Bai Zhan got the top 20 last year, I don't know how many people can get this time. "

"Piaoxue Jianzong and Taiyi Palace's warships have also come. It's amazing. The true disciples of these two families won the top ten places in the last session. I don't know if they can keep it this time."

"The people from the Sun Moon Sect have also come, and all the people from the ten major sects have come."

The warships of the ten major sects sailed one by one, finding a random mountain to stop, and among them, the warship of Piaoxue Sword Sect stopped at the mountain where Xiao Chen was.

However, the tower he chose was another one. Xiao Chen looked over and found that the other people on the roof of that one had been persuaded to retreat by Piaoxue Jianzong's clearance.

"Sister, this Piaoxue Sword Sect's people are so fucking overbearing, they drove us all down as soon as they came."

Several warriors who had been kicked out had no choice but to come to the attic where Xiao Chen and others were, and cursed.

Someone sneered and said, "You don't dare to scold here, Piaoxue Sword Sect has hundreds of contestants who just signed up. If you don't go down, where else will you stand?"

When Xiao Chen quarreled with these people, his gaze was fixed on a white figure on the tower in front of him, it was a young man.

Wearing a white shirt, with cold eyes, he looked directly at the tallest one among the hundreds of dragon pillars in Fenglong City.

He stood there quietly, obviously without any movement, but at a glance, it looked like a lonely sword, standing here, the sword's intent broke through the sky, and a chill was overflowing.

Seeing this, Jiang Chi said softly: "That's Liu Xiaoyun, the great disciple of Piaoxue Sword Sect, who ranked ninth in the last Five Kingdoms Tournament. He was only eighteen years old that year, and now it's been a few years. I'm afraid it's even more terrifying."

"People from the Eight Great Families are here!"

At this moment, among the many peaks on the ring mountain range, someone shouted loudly, and immediately there were noisy sounds all over the mountains and plains.

"People from the Eight Great Families have finally come. They rule the top eight every time. I don't know if this time is the same as usual."

"It is estimated that there will be no change. Even the super geniuses of the top ten sects have given up. Who else can change."

"It's undeniable. Many of the geniuses participating this year are from the endless sea. I heard that Xuanyuan Zhantian, the little dragon king of the East China Sea, is very powerful. He is already an invincible half-step martial emperor."

Some warriors from the state of Jin were dissatisfied and said, "Half-step Wuhuang is invincible? It's just that he hasn't met the heirs of the eight great families. He can be defeated by any one of them, not to mention the Sima family who has won the first place three times in a row. .”

"Sima Lingxuan of the Sima family won the first place in the last five-nation competition. If he can still defend the first place this time, then the Sima family will win the first place four times in a row."

There are eight warships lined up in the distance. They are the warships belonging to the Sima family, Bai family, Li family, Qian family, Wang family, Feng family, Nangong family, Beiming family, and the eight great emperor families.

The eight aristocratic families have produced a large number of talents and are powerful, even the top ten super sects can't match them.

As soon as it appeared at this moment, the atmosphere above the entire ring mountain range was pushed to the extreme.

Everyone knows that the eight great families are here, and the first hurdle is about to begin. Who will be qualified to climb the Fenglei Terrace will be announced immediately.

"All participating warriors, please wear your own dragon-shaped jade pendants. I will count down to ten, and the primary selection of the first level will officially begin."

Half a quarter of an hour later, a loud and clear voice resounded in Fenglong City. The voice was blessed by the true essence, so that tens of thousands of warriors on the huge ring could hear it clearly.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

As the countdown sounded, the entire noisy mountain immediately became quiet, and no one spoke.

Only the whistling wind and the approaching numbers made all warriors feel their hearts rise in an instant. ()