The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Princess Huangquan saw Yao Wuyan flying out of the crowd of disciples from the Holy Luo Academy, and her face immediately became very ugly. She never thought that Yao Wuyan would come to participate in this election.

After all, Yao Wuyan has already gone to the Holy Soul Clan.

"Yao Wuyan, why did you come here?"

Princess Huangquan's face turned cold.

"Of course I came to be the head of the regiment. I heard that you lost the battle, princess. Isn't this here to avenge you? I really want to see who hurt our princess of the Holy Luo Empire."

Yao Wuyan said with a half-smile.

"It's not certain to be the head of the team if it's not right!"

Princess Huangquan replied coldly, looked at Venerable Changqian, and said, "Honorable Changqian, you are now taking the disciples from Shengluo Academy, go and wait, I will announce the selection rules soon .”

"kindness!"

Venerable Changqian nodded, said something to the disciples behind him, and landed with all the disciples, standing around the square and waiting.

"First of all, I would like to thank all the masters who came to the palace. The purpose of the selection of the Underworld Legion this time is to select a hundred elites, go to the battlefield, and confront the army of the Heavenly Soul Realm. Therefore, these hundred people will be elites. Among the elites, next, I, Huang Quanying, on behalf of the Saint Luo Empire, announce the rules of this selection competition."

Just after Princess Huangquan finished speaking, all the masters showed fiery expressions on their faces.

Except for the strong ones in the God King Realm, those who are qualified to participate are all high gods. Therefore, generally speaking, the difference in strength will not be very big. Everyone has the opportunity to join the Underworld Legion and receive the Medal of Glory awarded by the empire.

With a wave of the jade hand of Princess Huangquan, a hundred beams of light hit the square respectively, and in a short time, a hundred huge arenas were formed, all made of divine stones.

"The selection competition for the Underworld Legion is divided into three rounds. The first round is for the selection of legion members, with a quota of 100 people. The second round is for the selection of the deputy head, with one person. The third round , is the selection of the head of the group, and the quota is also one person. Moreover, the strong of the God King Realm are not allowed to participate in the first round of selection."

In this selection, a deputy leader suddenly appeared, which made Ye Mo a little hopeful. He absolutely has no strength to fight for the leader, and Yao Wuyan's strength is unfathomable. God is condensed to the peak, coupled with various means, may be able to fight.

But now, it is absolutely impossible. Although Ye Mo is confident, he is not arrogant enough to dare to challenge the strong late God King.

"Now, the first round of selection will begin. Now, there are a hundred arenas on the square. The selection will last for three hours. Each arena can only be challenged one-on-one. Or, after three hours, the strong ones left in the arena will be the one hundred members of the Underworld Legion."

Hearing this, Ye Mo had to marvel at the cruelty of the selection.

This selection method is very time-saving. If you win ten players in a row, you will be promoted directly. There is no need to continue to challenge this arena. If no one wins ten consecutive victories, those who stay in the arena within three hours will also be promoted. .

In this way, the real strong man can indeed be selected, whether it is the strong man who wins ten people in a row, or the strong man who stays in the ring at the end, his strength must far exceed other highgods.

"In that case, let's start the game!"

With an order, the entire square began to boil, and there were already many high gods flying to the ring and began to fight. Naturally, they didn't think that they could stay in the end.

However, if you win ten people in a row, you can also advance. If you are lucky, and the ten opponents you meet are weaker than yourself, you can advance.

"These people are really ridiculous, thinking that they can win ten games in a row. Once they win five or six games in a row, or seven or eight games in a row, there must be a powerful high god who will appear and end his winning streak."

"Yeah, there are only one hundred places for promotion. Once someone completes a ten-game winning streak, one place will be lost. I guess, there are not many warriors who can complete ten consecutive victories and advance."

Those disciples of Saint Luo Academy did not make a move, but watched the excitement. The match lasted for three hours, so they didn't need to rush to make a move.

As for Ye Mo, he didn't even intend to make a move. He was going to pick a random arena at the last moment, defeat him in one fell swoop, and advance directly.

At this moment, the competition among the hundred rings was very fierce. One by one, the upper gods were knocked off the ring, and one after another, the upper gods rushed to the ring, knocking down the ring master directly.

There were even some high gods who had already won nine consecutive victories, thinking that they could successfully advance, but were directly ended by a stronger high god.

The competition lasted for two hours, and the disciples of Saint Luo Academy finally couldn't hold back, and they shot one after another, knocking down the highgods one by one.

The disciples of Saint Luo Academy are generally stronger than the highgods of other forces. Those disciples, the condensed gods are almost all around 25,000, which is much stronger than the highgods of those small forces. In addition, the immortal martial arts they cultivated in the academy were extremely powerful, and after the first battle, there was an obvious gap.

At the end of the competition, there are already many disciples from the Saint Luo Academy, who have won ten consecutive victories and successfully advanced.

However, Ye Mo remained unmoved.

"Why didn't Liu Yisha make a move?"

Did Princess Huangquan observe Ye Mo, seeing him squatting there all the time, calm and relaxed, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

At the end of the competition, those who can stay on the ring are almost all very powerful upper gods, and there are even some rings that no one dares to challenge.

Ye Mo immediately locked on to a ring, because the high gods in that ring had extremely cruel shots and bloody sword skills. Many high gods went up to challenge, and either broke their arms or hands.

"It's you!"

As soon as Ye Mo moved his body, he immediately jumped onto the ring.

Immediately, the martial artists around the square, especially those who were defeated, showed shocked expressions on their faces. Doesn't this Ye Mo know how powerful the Severing Swordsman is?

The person Ye Mo noticed was the Severing Love Swordsman. The Severing Love Sword was very powerful. Among the high gods, it was almost difficult to find an opponent. Even Yang Tianxiao didn't dare to guarantee that he could defeat this person at the beginning.

"Sacred Luo Academy, Liu Yisha, please enlighten me!"

Ye Mo appeared in front of the Severing Swordsman, not paying any attention to the discussions around him.

"Liu Yisha? I haven't heard of it. Since you dare to come up to challenge me, I'm afraid you have to leave something behind before leaving the ring."

The Unrequited Swordsman looked at Ye Mo domineeringly, and didn't take him seriously at all. Among the high gods, except for Yang Tianxiao, no one was his opponent at all. Moreover, he also heard that Yang Tianxiao had already He has been promoted to God King, that is to say, he is now the strongest highgod.

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