Cosmic Professional Gladiator

The competition arena is a huge oval building with a maximum diameter of about 16,000 meters, suspended at an altitude of more than 100,000 meters. Without any support, it has been suspended for a long time.

Xu Jingming and his preliminaries are observing other opponents, especially those who have avatars in the outside world. Their thinking speed is terrifying, and they are constantly memorizing and calculating information about their opponents.

"It can be seen from the first round of the preliminaries. In the previous rounds, I have no hope." Xu Jingming secretly said, "Those powerful races without wings have greater flight resistance than me, and there are more than 50 people who are still faster than me."

"Especially those three! The fire dragon-born strongman, the one-armed giant ape, and the mountain demon clan strongman, they are far ahead." Xu Jingming was very patient.

As a weak race, they should have avoided the previous sessions.

In the past few sessions, you can feel the strength of your opponents, really desperate? There is no need.

"In the world of ten thousand races, the weak races are the majority, and a large number of high-dimensional beings are in the weak races." Xu Jingming also remembered the strong races of the weak races who arrived later than him. "As long as the weak races can reach the top ten thousand You can't underestimate your name."

suddenly--

hum!

The light mask enveloped the entire arena and also isolated the other preliminaries.

"Other preliminaries, all eliminated." Accompanied by the voice resounding high in the sky, the unwilling powerhouses of the ten thousand races who were suspended outside the mask were all removed.

...

"We are not allowed to watch the follow-up screening." All the preliminaries were removed, and the three of Yu Yangwei, Feng Ke, and Ying were also a little depressed.

Yu Yangwei sighed: "Participating in the preliminaries and seeing these competitors with my own eyes, I can understand the gap. Even the weak races, there are many stronger than us. The possibility of me winning the first place in the Ten Thousand Races Arena is 0! It's useless to struggle!"

"Even the weaker races, there are many stronger than us, and we have no hope of leaving alive." Ying calmly nodded, "I have been a high-dimensional life since I was born. Being sacrificed, worried about being killed... But I still haven't escaped this catastrophe."

Born with high-dimensional beings, she has lived in hiding for many years, but the existence of the third realm has captured more than 5 million high-dimensional beings, and Ying is one of them.

"I don't have to hide from now on, I can enjoy life calmly." Ying looked at the city in front of him and smiled, "This is the last period of my life, enjoy it."

Fatty Funk didn't speak, just walked silently.

The competition among high-dimensional beings is inherently cruel, and it is even more cruel to the extreme in the world of ten thousand races. There are more than 5 million high-dimensional beings destined to survive only a very small number of them.

"Compared to low-dimensional life, we have lived long enough, which is already very good." Yu Yangwei quickly smiled happily, "Even compared with the indigenous people in the world of ten thousand races, we are powerful and live well." Much more comfortable."

"I come from the low-dimensional life group, and I am the only high-dimensional life in our group." The fat man Funk said softly, "Even if I die, I will not give up."

Ying, Yu and Yang Wei were startled.

*****

Ten thousand preliminaries gathered here in the suspended ten thousand race arena.

"Congratulations to everyone who passed the first round of screening." The golden intelligent machine in the sky looked down, "The next round is the second round of screening, which is also the final screening! From among your 10,000 preliminaries... 300 candidates will be selected Competitors participating in the race."

Xu Jingming raised his eyebrows.

300 people were directly selected in the second round of screening?

The many powerhouses present listened carefully.

"In the second round of screening, there will be invisible forces suppressing you." The golden intelligent machine said, "You need support, and the longer you can hold on, the better! Those who can't hold on can choose to give up. As long as you say give up, the Ten Thousand Races Arena will Remove you from the arena."

"I would like to give you a friendly reminder, if you feel that you can't hold on anymore, don't hold on! If you hold on to the end, you may not even be able to say the word 'give up', and you will be suppressed to death."

"Those who voluntarily give up, and those who are suppressed to death, are considered eliminated."

"When the last 300 people are left, the second round of screening is over." The golden intelligent machine said, "The rule explanation is over, and the final screening is about to begin, 5... 4... 3..."

"2...1! Start."

This huge oval-shaped arena is shrouded in invisible forces, acting on each of Xu Jingming's strong players.

"Huh?" Xu Jingming felt as if a ten thousand zhang mountain was pressing on him, and with his physical fitness, he felt a little oppressive. And this kind of oppressive power is constantly increasing, Xu Jingming still has leisure time to observe other opponents.

"The small ones are easier to deal with. The big ones... are already quite painful." Xu Jingming saw that the two giant gods he met when he signed up were shaking now.

The two giant gods who are more than 30 meters tall are too big, and they are suppressed by a much larger force.

"Why are those little guys so relaxed?" The two Titans were good friends, and they were standing together. At this moment, they both felt extremely difficult, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"When flying, those little guys are about the same speed as us. We have a large body and great resistance, so our physical fitness should be stronger than them. This invisible force...is that the bigger the body, the greater the oppression?"

"This round of screening is unfair to the powerful race."

"However, we can't even make it to the top 300, and it's a joke to participate in the main competition." At this moment, the two giant gods also had many thoughts, their bodies were hot and sweaty.

As time goes on.

"Give up." "Give up." "I give up." "Give up." High-dimensional beings of powerful races choose to give up. This selection is indeed more in favor of weaker races.

The two giant god races were around 5,000, and they also chose to give up.

At this moment, if the strength is a little higher, a group of opponents can be eliminated.

Xu Jingming still felt very relaxed. He looked left and right. There were fewer and fewer players on the field, but he didn't see anyone who was suppressed to death.

"The high-dimensional beings are not stupid. Even the 300 places in the main competition need to fight hard. Even if they barely enter the main competition, they will be eliminated quickly. There is no hope of winning the first place among all races." Xu Jingming looked at, "If you can't see hope, it's easy to give up one by one."

When there were more than 2,000 preliminaries left on the field, some weak races began to be eliminated.

"I can't even pass the preliminaries."

Various bird races were also eliminated in large numbers, and their average level was indeed weaker than other contestants, and a lot of them were naturally eliminated in the second round of screening.

"Um?"

When there were 1,000 players left on the field, Xu Jingming already felt that the pressure on his body was already great.

"There's some pressure." The fire dragon descendant strongman, the mountain demon clan strongman, and the one-armed giant ape king all felt some pressure. After all, they were too big to be under strong pressure.

Especially the strong mountain demons, who are over 60 meters tall, suffer from extremely terrifying oppression.

900, 800, 700...

There are fewer and fewer players who can persist, and the rest are real elites.

"There are less than 500 players left." Xu Jingming only felt that the oppressive force was already terrifying. He observed his surroundings, "The weaker races that can persist until now may be my competitors in the future."

"Even in the second round of screening, the rules are favorable to weaker races, but the number of weaker races that can persist until now is less than 50."

"They are probably very extraordinary in the outside world."

Xu Jingming secretly said.

I am a newcomer to the Eternal Realm of the Heart Realm, and I have reached the Eternal Realm in about ten thousand years, so my talent is extremely high.

What about other opponents?

"Even if I have some advantages for the time being, after thousands of years, it doesn't mean I still have advantages." Xu Jingming thought, "There are also weaker races such as ant clan and bee clan, and there must be some great strong people among them."

"335, 334, 333..." A stern forest elf strongman was trembling, observing his surroundings, "I'm 'Shanyi Dijun' who has cultivated half a step to the third level. In the first competition, I Can't even make it to the main match?"

"In the past three hundred years, I have fallen behind. In the days to come, I have to work even harder." The strong elf said silently at this moment.

"Crack." The strong elf felt that under the pressure, cracks began to appear in his bones.

"I give up." After the strong elf clan shouted, before being moved away, he glanced around, "There are still 10 weak races still supporting them, and all of them are stronger than me!"

call.

He was removed.

...

Xu Jingming was also struggling, and his expression was much more solemn, observing the opponents around him.

310 bits, 309 bits...

With one after another giving up, fewer and fewer people can stay in the main game. Every strong player who leaves is firmly remembering these strong players who can still hold on.

Suddenly, the extremely terrifying oppressive force dissipated completely, and Xu Jingming felt much more relaxed in an instant, as if he was about to fly.

"If this continues, I will hold on for half a minute at most." Xu Jingming observed the surroundings, surrounded by a group of behemoths, with only a handful of small ones, "There are only 9 of the weaker races among the 300 contestants?"

Even though the second round of screening has been biased towards weaker races, there are still very few weaker races that can enter the main match.

"In just over three hundred years of cultivation, the speed of improvement of the weak race is much slower than that of the strong race." Xu Jingming secretly said, "Weaker races like the ant race grow more slowly. I don't know when they will be able to enter the normal race." match."

"I'm already shaking. This human race is obviously more relaxed than me." A human race looked at Xu Jingming.

"Nine weak races, I am the abyss lord, what about the other eight?" A strong dwarf looked around with a smile, focusing on other players who were also weak races.

"The screening is over." The golden intelligent machine said with a smile, "Congratulations to everyone present, for becoming the main contestant of this Ten Thousand Races Competition."

All the players also pay attention to each other, especially the nine weak races attract the most attention.