Chapter 1200

Lu Chen glanced at the yin and yang fat dragon, and then gave him a thump in the head.

"Oh, hit me again!"

Feilong held his head, screaming for pain.

"You talk too much nonsense, don't say what should be said, say what should not be said, who will you beat if the boss doesn't beat you?"

Slender Tiger gloated at the side.

"Oh... what I meant was the opposite. In fact, I was saying that there are too few two women, so I can encourage my senior brother and continue to carry forward!"

Fearing that he would be hurt again, Fei Long hurriedly said, "With my senior brother's handsomeness and charm, there are more than a hundred beauties around me, which is not too many!"

"I don't care about you!"

Lu Chen rolled his eyes at Feilong, then reached into the Chaos Bead and pulled out Xiaoyu who was sleeping.

Huh?

Xiaoyu opened her eyes and blinked sleepily, with a dazed expression on her face, she hadn't recovered from her sleep.

"Don't sleep, Mingyue is going to play a game and needs you!"

Lu Chen patted Xiaoyu's head, and Xiaoyu finally came to his senses, but immediately came to his senses, standing upright with both feet, spreading his arms, showing off his muscles...

"It's here again!"

Lu Chen rubbed his forehead, too lazy to care about this pretentious guy.

"Xiaoyu!"

Only then did Mingyue discover Xiaoyu, and she couldn't help being overjoyed.

beep beep...

Xiaoyu grinned and nodded hurriedly, but she had to finish all her suits before she would rush to Mingyue's side to dawdle and make intimacy.

The venerables from Central Continent were quick to deal with all the matters of the selection competition, and without wasting time, the competition will start soon.

Zheng Fang ran back, took the list in his hand, and told each contestant the team they belonged to and the competition venue.

But this is only the list of ordinary arenas, and there are too few people in super arenas, so this is not needed.

"The selection match for the ordinary arena has officially started. All the contestants take their positions on their own arena and follow the referee's arrangements for the match!"

A golden venerable on the viewing platform stood up and shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder rolling, spreading in all directions, reaching everyone's ears.

Then, with a whoosh, one hundred thousand contestants rushed out, like a dragon, rolling to the arena of their respective groups to gather.

There are ten groups, ten arenas, and each arena has dozens of venerables as referees.

And each group, each round of competition, played dozens of games together.

The winner goes out, the loser goes out, it's a knockout match!

And the arena is...

The vast and infinite sky!

Each team has its own airspace, and dozens of games will be divided into dozens of levels in the sky!

Starting from five thousand feet, it is the first field!

Then, every 100 feet high, there will be a competition field, until the last competition field is arranged firmly.

Above five thousand feet above the ground and below ten thousand feet above the sky, layers of sky are filled with arenas, even rings are omitted.

But this method of competition is simple and practical, fast and time-saving, and does not involve the ancient city, which perfectly solves the problem of too many contestants.

According to this competition method, not to mention one hundred thousand contestants, one million can be arranged.

Boom!

Snapped!

boom!

The sound of explosions from countless fights continued to be heard from all levels of the sky, shaking the world!

The general competition is officially launched!

Hundreds of games played together, very spectacular!

Soon, there were people falling from high altitudes, people winning, and games ending.

Then, there are new contestants flying high into the sky, and then there are new competitions to start!

Looking from a distance, the sky is densely packed with people fighting, making it dizzying to see.

In order to protect his eyes, Lu Chen simply chatted with Mingyue and Wan'er.

A few hours later, the 100,000-person audition round ended, and the ten groups in the ordinary arena all decided the first place and entered the final round!

The first place in the group is the qualifying team. They have fought all the way and can only win, not lose. The competition is very fierce.

Feilong also qualified. He defeated all his opponents without much effort and easily won the first place in the group.

Qin Xing has also qualified!

Wei Ping also qualified!

After the auditions, small factions from Central Continent began to recruit people.

Although some contestants were defeated, they were talented and performed brilliantly, so they were still favored by some Central Continent powerhouses.

There are even small forces in Central Continent who are more straightforward and directly offer olive branches to the ten finalists.

Those venerable referees were all from various forces, as long as the person in charge standing inside the cloud picked someone, they would directly pull people on the spot.

In the end, the six finalists couldn't stand the temptation, and accepted the olive branches from those small Central Continent forces on the spot, and gave up playing the final round.

In fact, the six qualifying players knew well that they would not be able to win the first place in the final due to their combat strength, and it would be difficult for them to be favored by the big forces in Central Continent.

Anyway, even if they made it to the final match, the best result would be to go with the small forces, so why bother?

There is also a more serious problem. If the final match is played, if the performance is not good enough to get the favor of any force, it will be a tragedy.

The final match of the ordinary arena was played on the big arena in the center of the square, officially getting all the attention of everyone!

Because six qualifying players were recruited, only four were left in the final round, and the draw was much simpler.

Just as Feilong wished, he got Qin Xing!

"Give up, you just survived the fourth catastrophe, and you have only been promoted to the fourth catastrophe for a few days, and you haven't even consolidated your realm. How can you fight me?"

Qin Xing walked over and looked at Fat Dragon with a smile. He looked like a fat fish no matter what.

Fat Dragon is only capable of the Four Tribulations of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he is still a shield repairer, with high defense and low attack, and theoretically has little combat power.

And he is a veteran of the Five Tribulations of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, one robbery rank higher than Fat Dragon, and his combat power has always been very strong. No matter how you look at it, he looks like beating Fat Dragon.

"Tch, you haven't tasted your fat man's cauldron. When you taste it, you will know how powerful your fat man's pot is!"

Fat Dragon snorted, and said with disdain on his face, "After the meeting, you will know how the word regret is written. I just stewed you in a pot."

"See you later!"

Qin Xing didn't care about Feilong, he just smiled and walked to the ring.

"Just beat him up casually, don't beat Qin Xing to death, he is a fellow student, not an enemy!"

Lu Chen had a good idea of ​​Feilong's combat power, so he ordered it so.

"Don't worry, I promise you won't kill him!"

Feilong said disdainfully.

"Come on, Fat Dragon!"

"The fat dragon will win!"

"The fat boy must lose!"

Fat Dragon was waving at his cheering brothers with high spirits, when he suddenly heard Shouhu's hurtful words, he was so angry that he said, "Damn Shouzi, you are the one who will lose, and your whole family will lose. Looking back, I will not deal with it!" you!"

After finishing speaking, Feilong picked up two king-level cauldrons and went straight to the ring.

Because, the first match was Feilong vs. Qin Xing!