Return of the War God

Huo Wu Jiu was defeated, and was beaten by Meng Shuo with a punch.

Xu Lai was defeated and was defeated by Deng Chao with a single hand.

The two consecutive battles were neat and tidy, and ended in an instant. It was almost as fast as it could be. It was like a tiger in the jungle versus a wolf. It was a complete one-sided crushing.

Seeing the fate of Huo Wu Jiu and Xu Lai, all the candidates were silent, but the extraction of the All-Heaven Jade Cards above the void continued.

Swish!

Another All-Heaven Jade Card burst into light, a huge name reflected in the void, and a candidate was selected.

On the Scarlet Throne, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed when he saw the name on the void, because it was the royal mausoleum that was drawn.

That is, one of the two people who yelled at him in the mission hall before.

After just taking a look, Ye Wuque closed his eyes and continued to absorb the pure heaven and earth energy constantly used by the independent throne below him, without the slightest interest in the next battle.

Because he knew that no matter who this Wang Ling chose, he would end up the same as Huo Wu Jiu and Xu Lai.

On the battlefield, Wang Ling's face was a little pale, and he even had a thought in his heart that he wanted to turn around and run, but he finally clenched his teeth and opened his mouth.

"I challenge... the ninety-seventh place!"

boom!

On the first row of the Scarlet Throne, a gust of wind suddenly hung up, and a slender figure in a cyan martial robe stood up, stepped out, and jumped off the Scarlet Throne.

It has to be said that Wang Ling also chose the last person in the list of people he could choose.

The challenge stipulates that each candidate shall not choose the same person for the challenge within two rounds.

That is to say, Xu Lai chose Deng Chao, the ninety-ninth axe, and Wang Ling, who followed Xu Lai, could not continue to choose Deng Chao.

Unless it is the next candidate after Wang Ling, you can continue to choose Deng Chao.

This kind of regulation is also reasonable, giving a certain amount of rest time to the ranking masters, so as to avoid wheel battles, and the phenomenon that a certain ranking master can take advantage of the huge consumption and defeat the opponent.

And Ba Xue Xue Xue Wu Feng, who was originally ranked 90th, got off the list for some reason, so Wang Ling's choice was only 97th.

The azure martial arts figure fell on the battlefield, and the entire battlefield seemed to blow a hurricane in an instant, and an ethereal aura that belonged to the power of the wind was like a wave.

Looking at the slender figure in Qingpao across from him, Wang Ling swallowed his saliva. He found that his whole body started to tremble, and an emotion called unease and fear expanded in his heart.

The ninety-seventh place on the list is Storm Han Qing.

Han Qing's nickname is Storm, so naturally he lives up to his name. He just glanced at Wang Ling and stretched out his right hand slightly.

hum!

Seeing this, Wang Ling immediately tensed up all over his body, and madly swept all the Yuan force in his body. He didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, but he hit his strongest blow!

The huge fist print appeared on the void, and the momentum was extremely good, which also proved the good strength of Wang Ling.

However, soon, Wang Ling showed despair.

Because he saw a cyan wind blade, soft and elegant, but extremely fast, lightly passing through the middle of his fist mark!

boom!

The fist print was destroyed, and the cyan wind blade slashed through the void and bombarded Wang Ling.

puff!

With a big mouthful of blood spurting, Wang Ling turned 360 degrees like a dead dog before falling down with a bang, and then passed out quite simply.

Another simple move to be defeated.

With the defeat of Wang Ling, cheers began to appear in the originally quiet arena, but it was Han Qing who cheered.

After that, multiple candidates came on the field in a row, and their challenged objects ranged from the 99th to the 92nd, and the chances were turned over and over.

The number of candidates who stayed under the battlefield became more and more prosperous, from more than 200 to 200, 180, 150...

Except for a few candidates who have not yet been drawn, at this moment a heart seems to be in torment, and the fear and tension in their hearts are surging like an ocean.

Bang!

On the battlefield, Meng Shuo punched out, his right fist almost made the surrounding void tremble slightly, and his fist as big as a sandbag shot into the void with boundless and terrifying power, rushing towards the opposite candidate.

Boom!

The candidate who was hit was punched out of the arena like a rotten watermelon, with no idea how many bones were broken, and passed out without even snorting.

"It's so weak... Are the candidates this year just like that? It's so disappointing to me that no one can give me a second punch."

Meng Shuo stood nine feet tall on the battle platform, like a hill. The muscles around his body were like fine iron, and every piece of him concealed an incomparably domineering power. It seemed that he was no longer a monk, but a human figure. Tyrannosaurus!

The eyes like copper bells rolled with disdain and contempt, Meng Shuo's eyes swept across all the candidates, and the aura like Yue burst out and coerced away.

"Can't there be a guy among you who can make me feel good? It's really strange that everyone who is weak and rookie can become a candidate with such rubbish strength! Or, your candidate Are the tokens bought from others?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the candidates who were originally slightly pale became extremely difficult to look at.

Meng Shuo's words were clearly insulting them, which was more than ridicule and questioning.

For a time, many candidates felt a fire in their hearts, but they could only grit their teeth and endure it, because Meng Shuo was really too powerful.

Meng Shuo looked at the ugly faces and aggrieved eyes of the candidates, and after laughing, he left the battlefield and returned to the Scarlet Throne.

However, at the moment Meng Shuo turned to leave, he did not see that in a corner under the battle stage, a reckless gaze was slowly watching his back, and his eyes became colder.

The challenge is still going on, or should I say the rout of candidates has been going on.

The number of candidates under the stage has been gradually reduced from a hundred to ninety...eighty...sixty...thirty...

There are fewer and fewer candidates remaining.

But after Ye Wuque took the lead and Yu Jiaoxue came to the fore, none of the candidates who appeared in the competition succeeded in the challenge!

All rout, and one after another!

Every candidate was beaten by a top player in one move, and no one was forced to use a second move.

There was silence in the arena from the very beginning, to slow cheers, and then to the final boiling.

Everyone's eyes are focused on each person who is selected, and they are betting on whether the next candidate can force the person to use the second trick.

But without exception, all are not bet.

Until above the void, another All-Heaven Jade Card was randomly selected, and the name that appeared this time was two words.

Yellow tide!