Chapter 482: Clouds Moving in All Directions

Bang!

The fist wind is as majestic as a dragon, the fist intention is like a soaring craze, and the fist power is unparalleled.

The entire arena was shaking violently.

Ba Ming's boxing skills were at the top of his game. He fought continuously and defeated the enemy with one punch every time. He killed seven masters in a row. The strongest one was even ranked 22nd and still couldn't withstand his punch.

The two thousand spirit stones are still intact and no one can take them away.

The last game is over.

The whole place was silent, not knowing what to say.

The news spread from the virtual world to the real world, and many big bosses living in the Immortal Palace sent their men to personally inspect and observe the battle to ensure that they got first-hand accurate information.

"The Seventh Son of the Era, are they really that powerful?"

"Absolutely true!"

"The strength of these seven people has not yet been clearly seen, but Fang Han, who is ranked seventh, and Ba Ming, who is ranked sixth, are both geniuses and invincible among the three levels of dragon power. They have shown The power far exceeds that of practitioners in the same realm, I'm just afraid. I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid even the pure-blooded dragons may not be our opponents!"

Silence fell in the Immortal Palace. After a long time, the leader laughed and said, "It's interesting that such a dark horse came out of this Ten Thousand Realms Competition. Come on, I'll go and see for myself."

Similar conversations occurred among many Asgardian forces.

More and more top players appeared under the ring.

As soon as they appeared, the atmosphere of the scene changed obviously. The crowd was cut up and divided into groups. Each group represented the arrival of someone from a powerful force in person.

As soon as these people came over, they couldn't help but look at the people of the Ji Yuan Sect with their eyes. Their spiritual consciousness swept across the area without any scruples at all, and they directly scanned the people of the Ji Yuan Sect.

Although the virtual world can imitate 70% of the strength, even if it is scanned by a powerful person with spiritual consciousness, it will not be harmed in reality. At most, the soul will suffer some loss, but this kind of unscrupulous behavior can be said to be completely useless. Take the Ji Yuan Sect, or Kong Ji, the sect leader, seriously.

"snort!"

Kong Ji suddenly snorted coldly.

Thoughts are like knives, and the momentum is soaring.

A crackling riot broke out above the ring.

The entire virtual world seemed to be under bombardment. Many scenes began to blur, even garbled characters appeared, and some people suddenly went offline inexplicably.

The quantum servers that support the operation of the virtual world experienced abnormalities in the background, and a large number of digital beings immediately poured into the virtual world to start repairs.

This time it was fast and hard.

It caught everyone off guard.

among the crowd.

An old man with green dragon horns and green clothes stopped at his feet and said in surprise: "The leader of the Era Sect actually has such a method? It's interesting. No wonder he can teach such a powerful disciple."

At this time, Ba Ming had already left the stage, and Ao Jun stepped onto the stage.

As soon as he came on the stage, he immediately called out the price: "Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones. At this price, does anyone dare to come and get it?"

When spiritual stones are traded low for high prices, no one is willing to do so.

But 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones is already a huge sum of money. Even if you pay a higher price, you can exchange for top-grade spiritual stones.

It goes without saying how precious the top-quality spiritual stones are.

When Ao Jun came on stage, someone immediately recognized his identity.

"The third prince of the Red Dragon Clan?"

Covered in scales and with noses like bulls, the strong man who was obviously from the Qilin tribe stared at Ao Jun on the stage and was shocked: "The Third Prince of Red Dragon actually took the name of this Jiyuan Sect without saying a word?"

Beside the strong man, a young Qilin said: "It's him, that's right. I had contact with Ao Jun when I went to the Dragon Clan before, so I can confirm it without a doubt."

The Qilin tribe is also the top race in the universe. Their strength is only slightly inferior to that of the Dragon tribe, and their number is scarce. They have created the Qilin Holy Land, unite around the Dragon tribe, and receive preferential treatment from the Dragon tribe's guests.

Another woman wearing green feathers was also very surprised.

This woman was born in the Qingluan Holy Land. She looked at Ao Jun on the stage and said in disbelief: "Over the years, there have been cases of dragons becoming disciples of other races to learn magical powers. However, as the prince of a clan, he became a disciple of a weak and weak human race. Wow, it’s incredible.”

"What kind of magic power does this Ji Yuan Sect have?"

Many people from the top civilized forces were whispering. They never expected that Ao Jun, with his identity, would not practice within the Red Dragon Clan, but instead enter a sect created by the human race.

Based on this alone, they inferred that there must be something extraordinary about Ji Yuan Sect.

Especially some dragons in the crowd found it even more difficult to believe.

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Previously, the green old dragon asked the junior next to him: "Are you sure he is the third child of the Red Dragon Clan?"

"It's absolutely true. I've seen him. His name is Ao Jun. You can't fake that aura." Xiaolong nodded affirmatively: "I hadn't seen him for a while before. He said he was traveling abroad. I didn't expect to have such a name. A little-known human clan.”

"Interesting, really interesting."

One old and one young, they are from the Qinglong clan.

Green dragon, red dragon, white dragon, black dragon.

The four major dragon species are the four most powerful dragon species in the dragon clan, with the most masters and the strongest strength.

The green dragon rules the east, the red dragon rules the south, the white dragon rules the west, and the black dragon rules the north. Above it is the Ten Thousand Dragons Palace, and the leader of the palace is the supreme leader of the dragon clan. This position is created among the four dragon species all the year round.

The remaining dragon species are all small dragon species, and their numbers are not large, far from being comparable to the four major dragon species.

Below the dragon clan, there are the Qilin, Phoenix, Qingluan, Xujing and other exotic beasts and gods, whose cultivation is also extraordinary.

Below them are the powerful forces such as the ascetic civilization, digital civilization, computing civilization, Vajra civilization, and crane civilization.

The forces in these three levels are basically the most powerful forces under the territory ruled by the dragon clan. The rest are all small and medium-sized forces, and there is no need to mention them.

But now the third prince of the Red Dragon Clan, such a creature destined to be powerful in the future, has actually joined the small force of the Jiyuan Sect, which is a small force among small forces. People can't help but drop their jaws and try their best to explore the inside story.

As a result, some things behind Kong Ji, Jiyuan Seven Sons, and Jiyuan Sect have begun to pay attention to them.

"Will you be too popular?" He Xianrong noticed the strange looks from all directions and said worriedly, "If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to hide your age. At that time, you will attract more covetousness, which is not a good thing."

"Besides, our Jiyuan Sect is newly established after all. We are small and have a small business. If we attract attention from all sides, we may get into trouble."

"Don't worry."

Kong Ji waved his hand and comforted him, "I have arranged everything in advance. Don't worry."

He Xianrong thought about it and said nothing more.

Seeing Ao Jun step down from the stage, the figure of Wang Chao, the fourth oldest, appeared on the stage. He was wearing a Tang suit, with one hand behind his back, and gestured to the audience with one hand.

"Jiyuan Wang Chao, please teach me."