Chapter 1612 The Second Round of Competition,...

Lingqu Peak, the venue for the Lingxiao Rooftop Conference!

The atmosphere on the court at the moment was indescribably complicated.

The eyes of everyone looking at the Thunder Saint Race and the Demon Eye Saint Race were full of strangeness.

"Shangguan Wuce is a bit extreme! It seems that the demon-eyed saints and Lingqu Peak have nothing to do with each other! This conference has just finished the preliminary round, and the demon-eyed saints are directly pressed to the ground."

"Aren't there three seats? The Emperor Thunder God himself chose the Yaotong Emperor to sit on the stage."

"Come on! Everyone knows that Emperor Lei Ting will choose that position. Shangguan has no choice but to please the Thunder Sacred Clan on purpose. Now, he is directly abandoning the face of the Yao Tong Sacred Clan."

"The poor demon-eyed saints came to participate in the holy race with such great courage. I didn't expect that the competition hadn't officially started, and they were put together. I still had a glimmer of hope before, and felt that the demon-eyed saints could hold the top ten. The title of one of the strong saints seems to be more ominous now."

...

When Emperor Thunder ascended to that position, he had already announced the "ambition" of their clan.

In this saint race meeting, their purpose is clearly revealed, to replace the monster-eyed saint race and become one of the ten strongest saint races of the new generation.

no doubt.

The Thunder Saint Clan has such strength.

Whether the demon-eyed saints have the ability to block their steps is unknown.

...

Shangguan Wuce, the master of Lingqu Peak, didn't care about the uproar hidden in the cheers.

He didn't even look at the Yaotong Saint Race.

Perhaps in his eyes, this is just an opportunity to win over the Thunder Saint Clan. As for the Yaotong Saint Clan who has fallen so far, there is no need to pay attention to it at all.

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The ten-party emperor's seat.

Eight great emperors.

Such as the ancient giant god who guards the world, it is daunting.

"Does it feel good?" The Great Desolate Emperor who was sitting next to the Great Thunderclap smiled slightly playfully.

Emperor Thunder bowed his head humbly, "It's very stressful."

"Hahahaha, since you're all here, you don't need to pretend anymore. If you have the ability to sit here, we won't say anything... This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you Thunder Saints, seize it! "

Ming people don't speak dark words.

Especially for these "gods" standing at the top, there is nothing to shy away from.

After all, the Great Desolate Emperor looked straight ahead again.

The Thunder Emperor still nodded respectfully.

But when he sat upright and looked at the Lingxiao rooftop in front again, a proud and domineering smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The kingly ambition hidden in the brows is like the king of beasts overlooking the world.

...

"Everyone, it's getting late, and we will enter the second round of the peak competition of the Saint Clan Conference."

Shangguan Wuzhi directly took over the task of hosting the meeting.

The deputy peak leader Luo Shan and other high-level personnel of Lingqu Peak also quickly retreated to the sidelines.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

The deafening sound of salutes burst into colorful rainbow rain in the sky.

The majestic battle drums and horns merged into a passionate battle song.

In an instant, the state of mind of everyone off the field calmed down from the complicated restlessness just now, and everyone's eyes overflowed with deep anticipation.

"This old man will briefly explain the rules of the second round..."

Shangguan helplessly raised his hand and took out a gold leaf book.

Spreading out the booklet, he announced loudly, "The second round of the Saint Clan Conference is the 'Battle of the Ring'. Two people will start the battle, the winner will be the ring leader, and the loser will be eliminated directly... There are two ways to advance... "

Two promotion rules?

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but light up.

Shangguan raised his eyes and glanced at the audience helplessly, and continued to announce.

"The first way to advance is the 'point system'. Every time you defeat a person, you can get one point. You can defend the competition continuously, or choose to truce by yourself. If you fail to defend the competition, in addition to being eliminated, all previous accumulated points will Owned by the opponent..."

Hearing this rule, there was a lot of noise off the court.

"The rules of this competition system are even more ruthless than the preliminary competition! Winning one or two points is not enough to advance!"

"Well, if you want to advance, I'm afraid you have to reach at least four or five points, right?"

"Four or five points, that is, you need to defeat four or five opponents in a row. With so many consecutive battles, any tricks and cards are directly analyzed by other opponents off the field. It's too ruthless, too ruthless."

...

no doubt.

The rules of the points system are particularly cruel.

With fewer points, you can't reach the promotion line.

But if they keep defending and gaining points, they will naturally be targeted by stronger opponents.

The hard-earned points directly fell into the hands of others.

...

"It's definitely not possible to advance through points, it's too difficult."

"Let's hear about the second promotion method!"

...

Shangguan Wuce then turned to the second page of gold leaf.

"The second way to advance is..."

Everyone's heart tightened.

"Monopoly!"

Monopoly?

Everyone looked at each other, what kind of rule is this?

It seems that it sounds more difficult than the "point system".

"The dominance system, the second promotion method... Standing on the arena as the master (identity shēn), if no one dares to challenge him, then it is 'domination of the arena', and he will directly complete the promotion."

"Wow..."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience exploded even more.

All the contestants who had advanced in the preliminary competition before felt great pressure.

Although I had already thought that the promotion system of the conference would be very difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so harsh.

Compared with the one-day and one-night battle in the preliminary round, this seems like a "purgatory" level of difficulty.

...

"Going crazy, there is no hardest, only harder!"

"Even among the super evildoers of the strongest saint race, there are not many who can 'dominate the arena'?"

"Not necessarily. If the few of them want to preserve their strength and wait until the finals, it is very likely that they will spend this round in a relatively 'peaceful' way. However, it is only limited to those few people."

"The Saint Clan Conference is really terrifying!"

...

There are two ways to advance.

It directly caused most of the brains to hurt.

"Interesting!" Yan Hanyu of the Fentian Saint Clan had an intriguing smile on his face, "I just like this kind of flexible competition system where you can choose your opponent..."

As he said that, Yan Hanyu then turned his gaze to the audience seats of the Samsara Saint Clan.

On the side of the Samsara Saint Clan, Yushen was hidden like a bright moon among the stars, no matter how calm he was, he was particularly dazzling.

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, like a smile is not a smile.

The other people who were restless with him seemed very calm.

...

Chen Jingfeng who was not far from Yan Hanyu shook his head solemnly.

"This kind of rule has no advantage for anyone..."

The many evildoers of the top ten strongest saint clans.

You can't say you know each other 100%.

If they want to complete the hegemony, they will definitely attract the challenge of another clan. With equal strength, even if the hegemony is successful, their trump card will be exposed in advance.

By the time the next round of competition was reached, the opponent had already seen it clearly.

"The number of people promoted in this round is ten places! Those who dominate the promotion will be the main ones, and the ones who will advance with points will follow..." Shangguan Wuce announced.

"call!"

There was still a long sigh off the court, and those who were thinking about winning four or five points to try their luck to advance to the next stage complained again and again.

"It's just a devil!"

"More than 90% of the people will be eliminated."

"This kind of conference is tailor-made for the top ten strongest saint clans. At best, we are here to join in the fun and go through the motions."

...

"Do you have any questions?"

Shangguan asked loudly without a plan.

Everyone was speechless.

The rules are clear enough.

"Now that everyone has understood the rules of the competition, I solemnly announce that the second round of the promotion competition of the Saint Clan Conference will begin..."

start!

In the sky above Lingqu Peak, giant eagles soared and white cranes howled.

Shangguan Wuce then retreated to the outskirts of Lingxiao Tiantai, and gave up the huge hanging platform here.

...

However, due to the cruelty of the competition system, the people who were still full of confidence before were a little hesitant, and no one dared to be the first challenger.

"Who will come first?"

"No one dares to go up?"

"Then I will be the first challenger!"

...

Off the field, a (shēn) short young man wanted to be the first to be the center of attention.

But at this moment, a loud "Boom..." ((摇 dàng) dàng) exploded from the center of Lingxiao Tiantai.

The rocks cracked and the countertops burst open.

Together with the extremely cold and terrifying wind, the torrent-like aftermath was vented in all directions.

Everyone was shocked.

Take a look.

I saw that on the countertop, in the sunken rocky pit, a young (body shēn) figure exuding prehistoric and domineering arrogance directly stood proud of it.

"I..." The short (shēn) young man swallowed hard, his eyes rounded from fright.

He hurriedly retracted his front foot that stepped on the roof, and ran back in a desperate manner.

However, no one in the audience laughed at his funny gesture.

Looking at that (body shēn) shadow.

Chen Jingfeng, Yan Hanyu, Long Mie and others couldn't help raising their brows.

...

The young man raised his eyes slightly, and a frivolous smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"The Primordial Saint Race, Senyuan, please fight!"