Chapter 1262: Holy Martial Hall

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The third arena of the galaxy, the stage for the silver plate powerhouse.

"Hundred Holy Grail, seventh round, match 367."

"From the "Nirvana" of the Donghuang Empire, against the "Northern Invincible" of the Yinwu Empire." In the huge arena, two figures flashed, with surging combat power, facing each other at two corners of the arena.

Outside the arena, there were countless onlookers from the powerful empire.

"Xin Nirvana, 12050 points, 63% winning rate at the gold level."

"Beiming is undefeated, with 78,666 points and a gold-level winning rate of 72%."

"This is a contest between the rookie 'Xin Nirvana' and the veteran powerhouse of the Silver Martial Empire 'Beiming Bubai'. The winner will enter the eighth round of the Hundred Holy Grail. Let us wait and see who can have the last laugh!"

Above the arena, there was a commentary that mobilized everyone's emotions.

The crowd around the audience also exploded.

"Xinxin Nirvana is really a dark horse, it has made it all the way to the seventh round of the Hundred Holy Grail."

"I heard that he has just been promoted to the gold rank not long ago. You can see that most of his points were won in the first six rounds of the Hundred Holy Grail. It's really lucky." Generally speaking, the points in the arena are earned for real.

But sometimes, there are shortcuts.

For example, in the current Hundred Holy Grails, there are a lot of points for every victory.

Going from 10,000 to 12,000 points is not as easy as it seems. Newcomers are often not used to gold-level contests, and they are beaten to the ground.

"He will definitely lose this time."

"Beiming Invincible has been famous for a long time, and his points and winning percentage are much higher than Xin Nirvana."

"I don't know if Nirvana will create miracles?"

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, the battle started instantly.

Beiming Bubai of the Silver Martial Empire yelled wildly, and a piece of silver armor instantly condensed on his body, which perfectly blended with the skin on his body, greatly enhancing his combat power.

It is human, but it is a different human being——

Silver Warrior Clan.

On the other side, Lin Feng also used the form of hate the sky, as ferocious as a Shura, his eyes flashed with dark demon light, and he held the sinful black knife in his hand, and he was fighting fiercely with Beiming Bubai in an instant.

Two completely different knives created a close duel.

The audience outside the stadium shouted hysterically and their blood boiled.

At this time, in the box of the Galaxy Arena, a middle-aged man who was not angry and arrogant was overlooking the battle below, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Have you checked the information?"

"Master, his identity information is a bit weird, he should not be himself." A young man with white eyebrows said.

"Borrow someone else's identity?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.

Borrowing identities is a well-kept secret.

After a warrior is 'disappeared', the citizen's information will not be canceled. At this time, there is an opportunity to take advantage of it. There are countless of them in the Donghuang Empire, especially the status of a knight is the most popular.

"Yes, his identity information is a 'Ninth Class Citizen'." The white-browed youth said.

Ninth class citizen?

How could a rising star who reached the seventh round be a ninth-class citizen!

"Master, according to the information, this Nirvana has no attribution." The white-browed youth said again.

"Check it out more!" The middle-aged man shouted.

"Yes, master." The white-browed young man withdrew.

The middle-aged man turned around immediately, his eyes fixed on this hearty battle. He had already noticed this young man named 'Xin Nirvana' since the fifth round, and he was quite touched.

"The knife skill is good." The middle-aged man commented.

At this moment, Lin Feng had already gained the upper hand, and the sword move combined with the profound meaning in one hand was flawless, and he couldn't go anywhere when he bound the opponent's frame. Although Beiming's undefeated winning rate is much higher than that of Lin Feng, the points are six times more.

But everything, after all, still rely on fists and strength to speak.

Beiming is undefeated, and the defeat is set.

"Dark Cross." In the void, a huge cross condensed endless darkness, knocking Beiming Bubai out amidst the sound of suffocation. There was a sudden silence around, and thunderous cheers sounded in an instant.

Nirvana, I won.

"Three years..." Lin Feng moved away from the arena, filled with emotion.

In the past three years, he has not relaxed for a moment, constantly practicing to improve his strength, turning pressure into motivation. Although there is still a long way to go in the cultivation of the original way, the combat power has improved a lot.

Especially the knife technique, the progress can be called the speed of light.

Not only reached the limit of seven layers, but also crossed to eight layers.

Lin Feng is very satisfied with the current progress of sword skills after improving his sword skills in actual combat, and then learning about sword skills from virtual teaching. In itself, he likes knives the most and is best at using knives.

However, other aspects are developing too fast, and the sword technique is rusty and can't keep up.

In the past three years, he has been immersed in sword skills almost all the time. Although he is unfamiliar with other things, he has greatly improved his combat power. Not only entered the gold rank earlier than expected, but also quickly adapted to the gold rank battle.

The winning rate seems to be only 63%, but that is because the relationship between losing more and winning less when just entering the gold level.

After adapting, the winning rate has been improving.

"It's the eighth round." Lin Feng gradually felt the pressure while holding the evil black knife.

With each round of battle, the strength of the opponent is improving.

"After the tenth round, there will be rewards." Lin Feng was looking forward to it, not only the rewards, but also the increasingly stronger opponents, which made his fighting spirit boil.

It had been a long time since he had fought purely for the sake of fighting.

…

The Galactic Arena is a huge-scale combat power ranking system that brings together the strongest of the seven empires of the galaxy.

The major empires often hold various competitions to attract their own strong players.

Every three to five or seven years, there will always be some competitions.

The Hundred Holy Grail being held right now is the "Hundred Saints Palace" of the Donghuang Empire. The Hall of Hundred Saints, according to legend, was founded by a hundred black hole powerhouses, and has a detached status in the Donghuang Empire.

"Master, do you want to send someone to contact him?" A young man in blue asked.

"No need, look again." The middle-aged man said indifferently.

He is Kui Ran, the master of the Crane Holy Palace of the Baishengwudian.

…

Donghuang Empire.

"Finally, the tenth round!"

"That Xin Nirvana is so exciting, I heard that he is still a ninth-class citizen, right?"

"A lot of forces are ready to offer him an olive branch. The Hundred Holy Grail Nirvana this time is indeed a surprise. It takes the body flow route and focuses on sword skills. Even if you can't advance to the silver-core powerhouse in the end, relying on the ultimate strength of the silver plate is enough. comparable."

"Unfortunately, according to the rules, the Baishengwudian will be the first to choose."

"They are so strong and still have to pick someone!"

There were countless gossips below, Kui Ran, the master of the Crane Temple, remained expressionless, but his heart was a little hot.

The strength of this Nirvana impressed him, and he seemed to be improving every round.

at this time--

"Well, the golden dragon shadow?" Kui Ran, the master of the Crane Temple, didn't recognize the real dragon golden body. In fact, it was the first time Lin Feng used it on a formal occasion, and he had to use it.

If he keeps hiding it, he is likely to lose.

The golden body of the real dragon lifted up, aroused the divine pattern, and combined with the state of hating the sky, Lin Feng looked like a murderous god descending. (To be continued.)

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