Mystic God-level Emperor System

The physical realms of the four major leagues have all entered the arena at this moment.

The audience also began to judge the strength and prepare to bet.

"Brother Shi, this son, Wu Shuai, has fair aptitude and talent.

I promised that the person who wins every covenant competition can become my personal disciple. "

Li Motian looked at Wu Shuai with a smile, with satisfaction in his eyes.

After Wu Guozhu sat behind and heard it, a trace of anticipation surged in his heart.

If his grandson can become Li Motian's direct disciple, then Wu Guo will have a stable backer in the future!

"His aptitude is indeed good, but the other three are not weak."

Su Han smiled.

The life values ​​of the other three people also reached the level of 1.1.

This is the standard for the first level of fetal breath.

Obviously, for the sake of the covenant competition, the four major alliances must have painstakingly searched and carefully selected.

The four physical realms that can play today must have been selected after one test after another.

"good."

Li Motian's eyes fell on the other three mortals, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

He could indeed tell that these three people might not be weaker than Wu Shuai in terms of cultivation.

Who can win depends on who has a stronger sense of tactics!

Cultivation, sometimes doesn't mean everything!

After half an hour passed, Qiao Yuan appeared again to preside over the fighting in the physical realm:

"The hour is up, and you will start drawing lots to decide your opponent."

Immediately, someone entered the venue with a lottery tool.

Qiao Yuan took this opportunity and said loudly:

"In the first battle of the Physical Realm, the total bet of the four major alliances is: 60,000 low-grade spirit coins.

Total peripheral bets: 340,000 low-grade spirit coins! "

"Brother Shi, the total bet of the four major alliances is that each of our four families will issue 15,000 lower-grade spirit coins.

The family that wins in the end will take it.

The outside bets are placed by the city lord's mansion, and there will be three bets in every battle, just for the physical realm. "

Li Motian explained.

Su Han nodded slightly.

The total amount of peripheral bets in the first round reached as much as 340,000 low-grade spirit coins. When the covenant competition is over, the turnover of spirit coins may be very scary.

The draw is over.

What Wu Shuai faced was the physical realm of the Qingyu League.

Zhigemeng and Bailongmeng face off.

The battle didn't last long, and Wu Shuai won easily.

What's worth mentioning is that the Zhige League also ended the battle very quickly, and the combat awareness of that physical warrior was much stronger than that of the White Dragon League!

In the peripheral betting, some people laughed and some scolded their mothers.

Li Motian's expression was a bit dignified, he could tell that the strength of Zhigemeng's physical realm was not weaker than Wu Shuai!

Whether it is cultivation or awareness of tactics!

"That kid is also surnamed Wu, he is Wu Zhi's grandson.

I heard before that Wu Zhi had a grandson with excellent talent, and now it seems that it is true.

He is much younger than Wu Shuai.

The awareness of tactics is extremely sophisticated, obviously experienced in many life and death battles. "

Li Motian opened his mouth slowly.

"That's right, his tactics are a bit ruthless, and his tactics are tricky.

It is impossible to reach this level without honing in the battle of life and death for many years. "

Su Han nodded slightly.

"Leader, if Wu Shuai faces him, how likely is he to win?"

The lord of the Wu Kingdom asked with some trepidation.

"You are also in Nirvana, can't you see it?"

Li Motian said indifferently: "The odds of winning are about five or five points. It depends on the details of the battle."

The lord of the Wu Kingdom showed embarrassment on his face, he is a fan of the authorities.

The first match is over, and the next one will rest for half an hour.

Su Han's eyes moved, and he looked in the direction of Zhigemeng.

Fang Shen seemed to be looking at him too, but Su Han didn't meet his eyes, but looked at Wu Zhi and his grandson.

"This son is really arrogant. When the covenant is over, let me see how you can become proud!"

A cold light flashed in Fang Shen's eyes.

Su Han ignored him again and again, causing an unknown fire to rise in his heart.

"In the next fight, I want you to kill the opponent.

At least, they must be disabled. "

Wu Zhi looked at his own grandson and said calmly.

"Grandpa, grandson understands."

Wu Shaokang nodded slowly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Half an hour later, Wu Shuai and Wu Shaokang entered the arena.

In the peripheral betting, the betting situation of the two people is equally high and low. Both Wu Shuai and Wu Shaokang have won the attention of many warriors, and they have placed heavy bets on them!

"I won't hold back from this fight.

I hope you can do your best too. "

Wu Shaokang looked at Wu Shuai and said calmly.

"I will."

Wu Shuai nodded slightly, with a look of determination in his eyes.

After a few breaths, the two rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

In the eyes of high-ranking fighters, this kind of competition in the physical realm is actually very boring, but the battle between the two makes many people in the fetal breath and innate realms watch with relish.

Among the details of the battle between the two, the handling of some places even made some innates feel ashamed.

"Both of them have a strong sense of warfare. If they cultivate to the innate level, I'm afraid I won't be an opponent."

A congenital thought secretly vigilantly.

"That Zhigemeng blindly seeks to kill the enemy with one blow.

Although its offensive can pose a great threat to the opponent.

But also leave yourself wide open.

Wu Shuai's handling was quite appropriate, and the outcome was almost decided. "

Su Han suddenly said.

Sure enough, as soon as Su Han finished speaking, Wu Shuai took aim at an opening, and at the cost of a slight injury, hit Wu Shaokang in the heart.

boom!

Wu Shaokang flew upside down and landed heavily on the ground.

"The victory and defeat have been decided!"

A smile appeared in Wu Shuai's eyes, he turned and walked towards the outside of the field. Judging from his cheerful steps, he was very excited inside.

Being able to win the first place in a martial arts competition in the covenant competition of the four major alliances will not only make him worship under Wu Zun's sect, but also make him famous!

It also proved that he was already at the top in the physical realm!

"How did Wu Shaokang lose?"

"I bet him five hundred low-grade spirit coins, this trash!"

"I lost my money, I lost my money, it's over..."

Many warriors in the auditorium were pale and trembling slightly.

But there were also quite a few people who looked ecstatic. They bet Wu Shuai for two games in a row, and they gained a lot!

The expressions of the members of Bailongmeng and Qingyumeng changed slightly.

Will Mo Tianmeng get off to a good start in the first match?

Stop Gemeng.

Yun Zhige glanced at Wu Zhi indifferently, and when Wu Zhi saw this, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

"The battle is not over."

"Isn't it over?"

There is also disharmony within the Zhige League, and there is an existence at the same peak of the Yuandan Realm who shows sarcasm and said lightly.

"I said it's not over, it's not over."

Wu Zhi snorted coldly.

next moment.

"careful!"

Li Motian's expression changed in vain.

The noise in the auditorium also stagnated.

Wu Shaokang, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly raised his hand and aimed at Wu Shuai.

A black crossbow bolt sank into Wu Shuai's shoulder like lightning.

"You are shameless!"

Wu Shuai pulled out the crossbow and looked at Wu Shuaikang coldly.

This kind of skin trauma is nothing to the peak of the physical state. But before waiting for a few breaths, Wu Shuai's complexion suddenly changed, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground, with a look of pain on his face.