Chapter 1200 Fatty Will Lose

Lu Chen glanced at the sinister Fat Dragon, and then a shudder rang in his head.

"Oh, hit me again!"

Feilong held his head and screamed in pain.

"You talk too much. You don't say what you should say, and you say what you shouldn't say. If the boss doesn't beat you, who will he beat?"

Shouhu was gloating on the sidelines.

"Oh, what I said was the other way around. I was actually saying that two women are too few, so I want to encourage senior brother to continue to prosper!"

Feilong was afraid of being beaten again, so he hurriedly said, "With senior brother's handsomeness and charm, having more than a hundred beauties around him is not that much!"

"I'm too lazy to care about you!"

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

Woo?

Xiaoyu opened her eyes and blinked, looking confused, she had not yet recovered from her sleep state.

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

Lu Chen touched Xiaoyu's head. Xiaoyu only then reacted, but she immediately came to her senses. She stood firm on her feet, spread her arms, and showed off her muscles.

"This guy is here again!"

Lu Chen stroked his forehead, too lazy to pay attention to this pretentious guy.

"Xiaoyu!"

Mingyue discovered Xiaoyu and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

嘤嘤嘤

Xiaoyu grinned and nodded hurriedly, but she had to complete her vagina before she would run to Mingyue and get intimate with her.

The venerables from Central Continent worked quickly and quickly took care of all the matters concerning the selection competition. They did not waste any time and the competition was about to start.

Zheng Fang ran back, holding the list in his hand, and informed each contestant of his group and the competition venue.

But this is only a list for the ordinary arena. There are too few people in the super arena and there is no need for this.

"The selection competition in the ordinary arena has officially begun. All contestants should take their seats on their own arena and follow the referee's arrangements for the competition!"

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

Then, with a whoop, 100,000 contestants rushed out, like a human dragon, rolling towards the arena of their respective groups to gather.

There are ten groups and ten arenas, with dozens of sages serving as referees in each arena.

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

The winner comes out, the loser retires, it’s a knockout competition from beginning to end!

And the playing field is

The vast and infinite sky!

Each team has its own airspace, and playing dozens of games together will divide the sky into dozens of levels!

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

Then, every hundred feet higher is a playing field, until the last playing field is arranged securely.

Five thousand feet above the ground and tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, the entire sky is filled with arenas, even the arena is omitted.

However, this competition method is simple and practical, fast and time-saving, does not involve the ancient city, and 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.

Bang!

Snapped!

boom!

The explosions from countless fights continued to be heard from high altitudes at all levels, shaking the world!

The general competition has officially begun!

Hundreds of games are played together, which is very spectacular!

Soon, people kept falling from high altitudes, people kept winning, and the games continued to end.

Then, new contestants continued to fly into the sky, and new competition venues continued to start!

Looking from a distance, the sky was filled with people fighting, making it dazzling.

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

A few hours later, the auditions with 100,000 people ended, and the top ten teams in the ordinary arena were determined and entered the finals!

The first place in the group is the one who qualifies. They have to fight all the way. They can only win but cannot lose. The competition is very fierce.

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

Qin Xing also qualified!

Wei Ping also qualified!

After the auditions, small forces in Central Continent began to recruit people.

Although some contestants failed, they had good talents and outstanding performance, and were still chosen by some powerful people in Central Continent.

There are even small forces in Central Continent that are more straightforward and directly offer an olive branch to the ten finalists.

Those venerable referees are people from various factions. As long as the person in charge standing in the clouds likes someone, they will directly pull them on the spot.

In the end, six qualifying candidates could not bear the temptation and accepted the olive branch from the small powers in Central China on the spot and gave up playing in the finals.

In fact, the six qualifying players knew very well that with their combat power, they would not be able to win the first place in the finals, and it would be difficult for them to be favored by the big forces in Central Continent. It would be better to accept the recruitment of the small forces early.

Anyway, even if they fight in the final game, the best result is to go with the small forces, so why bother fighting?

There is also a more serious problem. If you play in the finals and your performance is not good enough and you are not favored by any force, it will be a tragedy.

The final match of the ordinary arena is played on the big ring in the center of the square, officially gaining everyone's full attention!

Since six qualifying candidates were recruited, only four were left in the final round, making the draw much simpler.

Just as Fei Long wished, he drew Qin Xing!

"Give up. You have just survived the fourth tribulation. It has only been a few days since you advanced to the fourth tribulation. You haven't even consolidated your realm. How can you fight me?"

Qin Xing came over and looked at Fei Long with a smile. He looked like a fat fish.

Fei Long was only at the fourth level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he was still a shield cultivator. He had high defense and low attack. Theoretically, he had no combat power.

He was a veteran at the fifth level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, one level higher than Fei Long, and his combat power had always been very strong. He looked like he could beat Fei Long.

"Tsk, you haven't tasted your uncle's pot. When you taste it, you'll know how powerful your uncle's pot is!"

Fei Long snorted and said with disdain, "When you get on the stage, you'll know how to write the word regret. I'll just stew you in the pot."

"Then see you later!"

Qin Xing didn't bother with Fei Long. He just smiled and walked to the ring.

"Just beat him up. Don't kill Qin Xing. He is a fellow disciple, not an enemy!"

Lu Chen knew Fei Long's combat power well, so he gave such an order.

"Don't worry, I promise I can't kill him!"

Fei Long said disdainfully.

"Come on Feilong!"

"Feilong will win!"

"Feizi will lose!"

Feilong was waving his hands to his brothers who were cheering him up, but suddenly heard something mean from Shouhu, and he was so angry that he was fuming, "You damn Shouzi, you will lose, and your whole family will lose, and I will punish you when I see you later!"

After that, Feilong picked up two king-level pots and went straight to the ring.

Because the first match was Feilong vs. Qin Xing!