Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Ha! Ha!” [sic]

In the debris world of Yellow Wind Ridge, the thousands of crystalline eyes hidden everywhere are opened and every corner is clearly photographed.

The bustling campus became silent on weekdays.

Everyone is watching live broadcasts through the brain, logged into the Wild War Network.

“Hurry up, the game is about to start. One on 2,000, it's definitely rape, abuse, hammering! ”

In the dormitory, in the classroom, in front of the cafeteria, on the playground, there were a bunch of classmates, three, three, two, two, two, three, three, two, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, three, two, two,

In the martial arts auditorium, two hundred of the strongest martial arts fighters, led by Tianxiong Hua, president of the Iron Fist Club, and Xu Gong, leader of the chaotic blade parish, watched the rivalry of the little brothers together.

When the newborn rivalry is over, it's their old rivalry.

“I hope you freshmen can be a little stronger this year. Don't stick around for five hours like last year. It's so boring that our Iron Fist will blow you up completely. ”

Hua Tianxiong clasped his fist and said slowly.

Xu Goh smiled coldly, and the soldier blade slightly trembled between his waist. He replied weakly:

“Our newcomer Zhao Tianchung, on the newcomer list, has been pressing the head of your newcomer Lu Tieshan of the Iron Fist Club. This year, it must have been you! ”

Last three minutes.

Two thousand participants from Iron Fist and Blade Hall, each through a large transmission array, appeared in the main battalion on both sides of Huangfeng Ridge.

According to the rules of the competition, members of the chaos blade hall can only use near-war treasures such as mass-produced chainsaws, shock knives, etc. on the specified list.

Iron Fist members, on the other hand, can only use the most common 1,300 or more spiritual prints, not the most powerful ones.

In addition, entrants must not wear their own armor, but wear only the grey soft armor provided by the school.

Don't look at this soft armor, but it is a defensive treasure of great value, able to release a powerful spiritual shield at a critical juncture, greatly weakening the enemy's attack power.

This soft armor reduces the attack power to one third when the opponent's attack strength does not exceed the full blow of the refiner's high-order refresher.

Its role is equivalent to the pink gel ejected by the Puffy Beast in the Extreme Challenge to protect the safety of the contestants.

But it's more covert and convenient, and there's no need to fly around with a puffy beast on top of your head, let alone worry about losing protection after a puffy beast accident.

However, even if the attack is weakened, the inductor array on the soft armor calculates all the damage that should be done.

When the damage value reaches a certain degree, soft armor automatically releases different degrees of current, representing different degrees of damage.

If it is an "irreversible sustained injury," the current will also continue.

The strongest current can even electrocute a contestant, which means he was killed in seconds!

Last two minutes before the game starts.

In the VIP lounge, four knots and dozens of foundation builders stared with interest at hundreds of shimmering lights.

Especially when the crystal eyes swept through the chaos blade hall and the Iron Fist soldiers were strong and killed 2,000 freshmen, it attracted a series of admiration.

“This year, the martial arts department's new qualities are very good, compared to those of Penghai and Ding Bell! ”

Dragon Wenhui, deputy leader of the Knife League of the Hundred Wars, killed King Bier's Jidanqiang in Aozawa City, but at this moment, he was not killed. He was stunningly repaired to seal off the water. He was like a fat middle-aged businessman, smiling at a dry, skinny little old man around him, and continued, “The newborn Mount Rutie, led by the Iron Fist Club, seems to be from the Magic Fist Gate, right? Congratulations, old man. In my opinion, if this kid isn't dead in ten years, he must have built the foundation! ”

Dry, skinny little old man, is the elder of the Magic Fist Gate, the White Wood God of the Knots!

When Lu Tieshan's father was alive, he was his favorite biological disciple. After the loss of Lu Tieshan's father, he also followed the Shiraki god to cultivate and grow. In the eyes of Shiraki god, he was treated as a grandson.

Today was the most important battle after Mount Rutetsu went to college, Shiragi came to watch the battle, and did not disappoint him.

Though the race has not yet begun, the slight movement of Mount Rutetsu's hand up shows that his strength has progressed sharply and that there has been a change in the skinning of bones compared to the greenery of a year ago.

And what most comforts the Shiraki gods is the ability to control Mount Rutetsu.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine newcomers to the Iron Fist Club, under his command, were forbidden, with a strict law, like a real army.

This dominance is something more rare than combat power.

The White Wood God did not hide a smile from his eyes, but said:

“Zhao Tianchong, a classmate of the Confusion Blade Hall, is also a training genius, I think in less than 10 years, can become an excellent sword repair! ”

“Zhao Tianchong is good, but his parents are scattered, and it is estimated that he will go on the path of scattered cultivation in the future. Even if he is to join the cultivation sect, he is the purest sword cultivator, he will probably not choose the Knife Alliance of the Hundred Wars! ”

Long Wenhui sighed and smiled again. “However, I am not only here today for Zhao Tianchung, but also a newborn. It is also a little interesting, which is Li Yao, Bai Lao, who represents the refinery department, you can also pay attention later. ”

“Li Yao's name, I've also heard, is said to be one of the three best freshmen of the year, he was insane in the battle of Qingzao City, not only carrying a six-tube rotary bomber, but walking around with ten heavenly thunder fire, and finally blowing up a six-armed serpent demon, it's amazing! ”

“However, I have seen his battle video, a powerful refiner who specializes in modifying and manipulating heavy duty magic. ”

“In urban operations with logistical supplies, backed by teammates, these are strengths. ”

“But now he can only carry one backpack of Pharaoh, without any supplies, or in the jungle swamp, surrounded by another 2,000 groups of people, can he still fly to the sky? ”

The Shiraki god said something unexpectedly.

He is the most traditional refiner, only believes in the power of fists. Although he has seen the battle video of Li Yao, he doesn't really appreciate and pay attention to the battle mode of Fabao too much attention.

Long Wenhui smiled faintly:

“Whether or not we can fly up to the sky, let alone, at least the appearance of Li Yao, adds a little variable to the dull rivalry for more than two decades, I'm sure this year's game will be very exciting, ah, ten seconds to go. ”

Last ten seconds before the game starts.

Li Yao entered Huangfeng Ridge, a fragmented world, through a small transmission array!

“Look, Li Yao showed up! ”

Three crystal eyes turned to Li Yao simultaneously. All the lights instantly switched to his side face from different angles. Tens of thousands of people on campus stared at him dead. Without letting go of every tiny expression on his face, they wanted to see some end of the spectrum from his expression.

But we were all disappointed.

Li Yao was dressed in a grassy green jungle camouflage suit, and his face was also painted yellow and green. He couldn't even tell his eyes from his nose, let alone his expression.

The only way to identify him is to wear the weird magic treasure on his left ear. Many people now know that this thing is called a demonic beast detector and is a type of reconnaissance magic treasure created by Li Yao himself.

“What's he doing with the Monster Detector? ”

Huang Feng Ling also has some demonic beasts, but they are all “not in the stream” level, for the practitioner, they are all like turkeys and dogs, can be easily killed, there is no need to guard against them.

In addition to the Monster Monster Detector, Li Yao is a military standard jungle backpack carrying a drum bladder with a short curved knife at the waist, a clean jungle combat outfit, and not carrying a six-tube rotary bomber and a heavenly thunder fire that impressed everyone in Qingzawa City.

“Li Yao's abilities are all on heavy duty Fabao. If he can't use six revolving artillery cannons and heavenly thunder fire this time, he won't be able to do anything. He will be killed once he is killed! ”

A lot of people say it.

Li Yao focused his attention and jumped for the last few seconds, moving his joints, stretching each muscle to its limit.

He is now at the southernmost end of Huangfeng Ridge.

Behind him is the home camp of the Iron Fist.

A thousand eight-foot tall, eight-foot puppet-shaped men are staring at the back of his head.

Li Yao couldn't help but look back and see countless muscle giants wrapping their arms around him and smiling at him.

“Mr. Li Yao, we all admire your spirit and courage, but this match is an honorary battle of the Iron Fist Club. We will never show mercy and treat you like a true evil master and spy, without hesitation to bomb! ”

A loud roar came from the Iron Fist camp.

Li Yao leaned aside and once again cast his eyes forward, the foggy jungle.

In accordance with the rules of the game, he set out 10 minutes ahead of the 1,000 Iron Fist participants through the plains, jungle and canyon districts, then through the main battalion of the Chaotic Blade Hall, to reach the Mars Alliance junction at the northernmost point of the map.

The linear distance between the starting and ending points is 20.5 km.

“Five... four... three... two... one... thunder cup freshman faculty rivalry, let's go! ”

With the tone coming from the sky, Li Yao behind him, the Iron Fist fierce men made louder noises.

Li Yao sniffed, took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, and flew out quickly!

His posture is very strange. He is like the centipede that was frightened, the warlord fled, and like the viper that swimmed towards the hunter without moving his voice. Every step, all the joints on and off his body are twisting, making it unclear whether he was attacking or fleeing.

But it was incredibly fast, and instantly, across two kilometres of the plain, one stuck in the jungle.

Ten minutes, soon.

“Let's go, let's not clash with Blade Hall, first find Li Yao, kill him, and grab Jade Jane! ”

A thousand angry men from the Iron Fist Club roared and fanned out, like a thousand down the mountain tigers, rushing into the jungle!