Chapter 3037 The Battle over Luck?

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The faces of the human race changed slightly. They didn't know Lan Que's strength, but since he dared to stand up, he probably wouldn't be weaker than Jin Sheng, right?

When Lan Que glanced over, many people's eyes were a little dodgey, not daring to look directly at him.

"You are the fish-lin monster I mentioned last time, right? Your second uncle is here to fight you!" Just when the human monk was helpless, a loud shout rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a fat man in a white shirt jumped into the air holding a golden halberd, appeared in front of Lan Que, and looked at Lan Que opposite with disdain.

The person who came was none other than Nangong Xiaoxiao. He had met Lan Que last time. The reason why he knew about the Tea Party on Taoism was from Lan Que's mouth.

"A bunch of cowards." Nangong Xiaoxiao stopped, glanced back at the crowd, and spat: "The ancient human race, bah!"

No wonder Nangong Xiaoxiao is so angry. The human race does not lack geniuses. Beichen Xinghun, Ji Wuyan, Di Ziyan, Huang Wulin and others are all considered real geniuses.

But now, after seeing the human monks lose several games in a row and being killed by the opponent, no one stands up anymore.

Obviously, they are all scared!

The faces of the human monks were livid, and many of them stared at Nangong Xiaoxiao angrily, even hating Nangong Xiaoxiao.

However, Nangong Xiaoxiao ignored it. Holding the Heavenly War Halberd, he pointed at Lan Que opposite and said: "Fish-scale monster, come here and die!"

"court death!"

Lan Que was furious. He was frightened by the strength of Xiao Fan and the others last time and had no choice but to leave. But this time, with so many people present and facing Nangong Xiaoxiao alone, he was naturally not afraid.

After the words fell, Lan Que suddenly jumped into the air, his body bursting with bright blue light, and a blue long sword appeared in his hand at some point, and he slashed down with the sword.

How could Nangong Xiaoxiao retreat? His fighting spirit surged all over his body, and he turned into a bolt of lightning to greet him.

At the same time, Jin Sheng also chose to fight with Zhan Huangtian without hesitation. He did not dare to kill for fear of attracting thunder.

However, he didn't need to kill Zhan Huangtian, he just needed to hold him back.

Now that monks from all races are temporarily united, how can they be afraid of a human race?

The two battlefields continued to climb, and then entered the depths of the starry sky. The crowd could only vaguely see two shadows. The speed of the two men was too fast, and ordinary people could not catch their figures.

"I also want to test the genius of the human race. Who will be next?" At this time, a sneer suddenly came from among the foreign monks.

When the crowd looked around, they saw a centaur-shaped monk step forward, holding a dark long bow in one arm, looking at the human monk coldly.

"Mingma tribe, Ma Ruming?" Guan Xiaoqi in the crowd looked strange, but had no intention of taking action.

The last time they met a foreigner for the first time was the Mingma tribe. At that time, they were a group of seven, but Xiao Fan and the others killed four of them, and only three escaped.

This Ma Ruming was one of the three people who escaped.

Guan Xiaoqi looked in the direction where Ma Ruming walked out, but saw Quan Yuan of the Tengu Clan and Yuan Ba ​​of the Blood Ape Clan again.

He didn't expect that these three races were not afraid of being killed, and they dared to come to the tea party to cause trouble for the human race.

"There are no human beings anymore? In that case, what does this ancient human road mean to you?" Ma Ruming glanced at the human monks coldly, with a look of pride on his face.

"It turns out that he has broken through to the peak of the Great Emperor Realm. No wonder he is so arrogant." Guan Xiaoqi glanced at Ma Ruming speechlessly.

He wanted to rush forward and fight to save the human race. However, in the face of battle, he was much calmer than Nangong Xiaoxiao.

Nangong Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied with being looked down upon by foreigners, couldn't swallow this breath, and went to the battlefield without even thinking.

But Guan Xiaoqi understands that there are so many human race monks here, and it is impossible for no one to go up. Those people from the ancient Jiang family will never miss this great opportunity to perform.

But what Guan Xiaoqi didn't understand was why the foreigners worked so hard to hold this tea party.

Is it as simple as just testing the strength of the human race?

"I'll fight you!"

A loud shout interrupted Guan Xiaoqi's thoughts, but a man in a white shirt stood up. His black hair was flying, and his whole body was filled with sword energy, which was extremely chilling.

"Yu Wanjian!" The crowd looked surprised and looked at Yu Wanjian expectantly.

If Xiao Fan heard this name, he would definitely be extremely surprised. This person is the second person on the Hundred Kills List, and is still ahead of him.

Yu Wanjian's eyes were cold, and he glanced high in the sky, and then fell on Ma Ruming again, as if to express his dissatisfaction with Nangong Xiaoxiao.

Just now, Nangong Xiaoxiao mocked the human monks for being cowards. Yu Wanjian was naturally unconvinced, but he had to treat foreign geniuses with caution.

In recent years, Yu Wanjian has also broken through to the late stage of the Great Emperor Realm. He is extremely powerful and has few enemies at the same level.

However, judging from the aura alone, it is still slightly inferior to Ma Ruming. After all, Ma Ruming is at the pinnacle of the Great Emperor Realm.

"Since you want to die, I'll let you do it!" Ma Ruming roared loudly, and his whole body was filled with black light, and then he spurted out golden flames in vain.

From a distance, it looks like a war horse coming from the underworld, with majestic momentum and a dash of domineering murderous intent.

That kind of strong blood energy was like a river of stars surging, flooding the sky. It was so terrifying that the entire sky dimmed, as if the end was coming.

Yu Wanjian's eyes condensed, his blood boiled, and billions of sword energy spurted out, condensing into a galaxy and facing Ma Ruming.

The crowd's expressions instantly became tense, and their eyes glowed with hope.

"The human race has lost five games, we must win this time!"

"If we are overwhelmed by people from other races, our luck as a human race will be greatly lost. In the future, it will be even more difficult to break through on the ancient road of trials."

"Don't worry, Di Ziyan and Huang Wulin haven't taken action yet, we will definitely win."

The crowd was whispering and clenching their fists, as if they were actually there.

"The human race's luck has been lost?" Guan Xiaoqi frowned when he heard the words of the monks around him.

Then, his pupils shrank slightly, as if he remembered something, and he asked in surprise: "Could the rumors be true? The battle between races is actually a battle over fate?"

Luck is something invisible and intangible, but Guan Xiaoqi knows that it really exists and is related to the life and death of the human race.

Breaking through to the Great Emperor realm is not so much about condensing Qi, but rather gathering Qi and condensing it into Qi, in order to reach a higher level.

For example, Tianwu Ancient Territory, because it was just an ancient territory and had little luck, could not support a large number of Great Emperor Realm breakthroughs. This was one of the reasons why Great Emperor Realm monks were so rare.

"If it's a battle of fate, then the human race really can't lose." Guan Xiaoqi squinted his eyes and stared at the battle high in the sky.