The Spirit of God Million Domain

With the end of the third battle, basically some second-grade spiritual warriors have been eliminated.

The old man who announced the game cleared his throat: "Now, everyone who has obtained three points, please stand here and prepare to start the fourth battle."

You know, after five battles, those who get five points can proceed to the final showdown.

Those warriors who had won three battles all had smiles on their faces.

They stood at the place designated by the old man.

"There are actually forty-nine people. It seems that this time the selection of the Four Peaks is much more intense than the other times." The old man pondered slightly and looked at the people who had won all three games.

His eyes swept over the place where Xu Feng was, and there was some surprise in the depths of his eyes.

He knew that Xu Feng was taking the strongest path, that he might be able to achieve three victories at the peak level of the Ninth-Rank Spiritual Emperor, and that he could also defeat Wang Meng. He was a little surprised in his heart.

"Damn it!"

Wang Meng stood there. With his strength, if he hadn't met Xu Feng and Xiao Yicai one after another, he would definitely be qualified to win three games.

You know, among the forty-nine people standing opposite at this moment, some people are not stronger than him, but those people are very lucky, and the people they meet are not very strong.

Wang Meng's face was full of reluctance. When he looked at Xu Feng, his heart was full of jealousy and hatred. He felt that if Xu Feng hadn't defeated him, he would never have been so unlucky.

Of course Xu Feng didn't know that Wang Meng had transferred the reason for his weakness to himself. If he knew, he would probably smile bitterly.

It’s so poor that people blame the foundation, and the rice party blames the roasted chicken!

Xiao Yicai was standing not far from Xu Feng. He faced Xu Feng with a direct provocation: "Xu Feng, I hope you won't meet me in the next battle, otherwise..."

Unexpectedly, Xu Feng said slowly: "Xiao Yicai, I hope I meet you. By then, you will know how stupid your pride is in my eyes."

Xu Feng knew his own strength very well. As long as he used the secret soul technique or exposed the strange fire of heaven and earth, Xiao Yicai in front of him would definitely not be his opponent.

"Hmph, you're not ashamed of your words." After Xiao Yicai finished speaking, he looked at Ming Wan'er,

Said: "Cousin, I will let you know that trash will never be worthy of you."

Ming Wan'er heard Xiao Yicai's words, but she didn't show any emotion. She directly ignored Xiao Yicai, which made Xiao Yicai extremely angry.

Xiao Jie's eyes fell on Xu Feng. He frowned slightly and said, "Third Elder, is the young man next to my niece the one Yicai asked you to hunt down some time ago?"

Xiao Jie knew very well why he arranged for Xiao Yicai to go to the Ming family.

On the one hand, the environment of the Ming family is better than Fei Miaofeng, which allows Xiao Yicai to get good competition and training.

On the other hand, it was precisely to create opportunities for Xiao Yicai that if his son could win over Ming Wan'er, his future growth would be even more terrifying.

Perhaps many people think that the three major families are weak, but only Xiao Jie knows that the three major families in the Seventy-two Peaks area are not as simple as they appear.

In particular, in the entire Seventy-Two Peaks region, only the four major peaks and the three major families possess inherited spiritual skills.

Just like Xiao Jie, who is also a seventh-level spiritual master, if he faces Minglang and the opponent does not use inherited spiritual skills, then he can fight the opponent without losing.

However, once it is clear that he uses the inherited spiritual skills, he may not only lose, but may also be killed. This is the horror of the inherited spiritual skills.

"Report to the Peak Master, it's him." The third elder of Fei Miao Peak, who was beside Xiao Jie, did this according to Xiao Yicai's instructions.

I thought that a boy at the peak of the Ninth Grade Spiritual Emperor would not be able to escape. Unexpectedly, Xu Feng was left safe and sound in the end, and someone was killed in Fei Miaofeng.

Xiao Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly. The third elder beside him felt cold and thought: "This boy is going to be unlucky."

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"Next, the forty-nine of you will engage in the fourth battle. The drawing of lots starts from among the forty-nine of you. As before, the ones with the same serial number are the opponents. As for if one of you has a bye, it directly means that you will win the fourth battle. Four wins, heading into the fifth fight.”

"I know that some people think that they are better than the forty-nine of them. However, I want to tell you one thing, that is the road to martial arts, and luck is also a large part of strength."

The old man's words sounded, but no one doubted them.

Luck seems illusory, but it is real.

This is why many people with mediocre talents can rise.

Of course, the degree of hard work also determines the future of martial arts. Luck must be based on strength.

The forty-nine people in front of him can at least be called the top geniuses in the entire Seventy-two Peaks area.

"Same as before, the drawing begins!"

As the old man's voice sounded, it was the same as before, except this time there were only forty-nine crystal balls, and the order was from one to twenty-four, with twenty-five being a bye.

Xu Feng and Ming Wan'er were both drawing lots, and when Ming Wan'er was about to grab the crystal ball, Xu Feng sent a message to Ming Wan'er: "Wan'er, grab the one on your left."

Ming Wan'er was already planning to catch the crystal ball. She did not doubt Xu Feng's words, but was a little confused. Why did Xu Feng ask her to catch the other crystal ball?

Ming Wan'er's movements did not escape the eyes of the old man. He clearly saw that Ming Wan'er was about to grab the crystal ball, so why did it suddenly change?

Xu Feng also grabbed a crystal ball. He didn't care who his opponent was.

However, he had discovered that the number on the Mingtang crystal ball not far away was number eight.

His crystal ball number is nineteen.

"Ah... twenty-five?" Ming Wan'er looked at the number on the crystal ball in her hand. Her face was full of shock. She didn't know how Xu Feng knew it.

She looked at Xu Feng and found that Xu Feng winked at him, making her smile suddenly. This smile really turned all living beings upside down and charmed them all.

"Ah...why am I number eight?" At this moment, a young man next to Ming Wan'er looked ashen. He looked at the crystal ball in his hand. His opponent was Ming Tang, who was known as the number one genius of the Ming family. Tang.

Ming Wan'er's inner admiration for Xu Feng was unparalleled. She knew very well that the crystal ball of the young man next to her was exactly the one she wanted to catch just now.

In other words, if it weren't for Xu Feng's help, her opponent would be Mingtang. Although she has gathered three fire and thunder Dao Hearts, her combat experience is very different from Mingtang's. She is self-aware that she is no match for Mingtang.

The old man had already seen the facial exchanges between Ming Wan'er and Xu Feng. He couldn't help but be a little curious, and thought to himself: "It's interesting?"