2592: C2592 Revealing Nature

C2592 Revealing Nature

Five days later, the hall masters of the various halls, as well as the disciples participating in the ranking war, also came. However, the number of people this time around did not decrease at all. There were even some disciples who had not come to participate before.

There were probably no less than a hundred thousand people present. After all, this was the final test, and also the match they were looking forward to the most.

The Berserk Hall's Jiang Wuming sat in the back of the Grand Elder. As the previous participating disciple, he looked down at the Long Yan below the Cloud Platform.

The corner of his mouth raised into a sneer, completely losing the expression he had when he was younger brother with Long Yan in the Asura Hall.

Long Yan could feel that the Golden Corpse Worm of the Dragon Emptiness Realm was flapping its wings a few times, so he pretended to have a heavy expression on his face to confuse Jiang Wuming.

Presumably, this guy had already secretly manipulated the maternal gold corpse worm inside the Nihility God Furnace.

Seeing that Long Yan had a painful reaction, Han Gong Feng also smiled and looked at Jiang Wuming.

Long Yan and the other participating disciples in the Main Palace, had already flown up to the Cloud Platform. Especially those fellows from the Raging Hall, their faces were filled with hatred.

Because Long Yan had killed their big brother, his relationship with them was usually very good, and those subordinates that had followed Jiang Long earlier were also ruthlessly dealt with by Long Yan.

Amongst these people, after two rounds of eliminations, there would only be eight remaining people on the Cloud Platform, the final victor. Then, they would use their points to decide on this year's champion.

The discussions below the stage had reached the heavens and everyone was very interested in this battle. However, the question that they were most concerned about was whether Long Yan, who had won the previous three consecutive victories, could also become the champion in the last stage.

Even so, Long Yan's position in the hearts of everyone was respected.

Hong Tianba and the other two looked at Long Yan. In their hearts, they were extremely nervous, and as for the Asura Hall, almost one hundred twenty thousand people, they were also looking forward to Long Yan's return.

The Sacred Royal Palace, the huge cloud deck, looked like a sea of people. All the hall masters were anxiously waiting.

Of course, the arrogant palace hall Shi Xuetian seemed to once again have that complacent smile on his face, and it was the same for the shrine. However, Han Mo himself did not know what Han Gong Feng had done for him in the dark.

"The elite disciples that are left on the stage this time are all absolute heaven-defying experts, and they are all at least at the elementary level of the Ninth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit. Such a realm is truly terrifying."

"Yeah, these young disciples, even if they can't join the core of the Imperial Palace in the end, they can still become the First Hall Master of the Seven Thousand Halls."

Everyone knew that with Long Yan's strength, entering the top five was no problem.

Disciples who had become rivals were filled with the will to fight. Their eyes revealed the desire to kill if they wanted to defeat their opponents.

These Rankers all had a strong aura of their own, but the Third Elder's eyes were focused on Long Yan.

He felt it, that it was a very minute piece of Nirvana Power. Although he was not sure, he was still very shocked in his heart.

If nothing unexpected happened, this little guy will be this year's four consecutive champions. The ranking war of the Martial God Ranking has already been going on countless times, starting from the moment the Martial God Imperial Palace was established. However, there are only a few who have won four consecutive times.

"You can only imagine how much treatment we'll be treated like this."

Those Supreme Elders were also on the Cloud Platform, discussing in whispers.

The first level of Ninth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit, this battle, would be extremely exciting. Rankers like Han Mo, Long Yan, and Chu Yuxi, basically, were all wary of the other opponents.

Of course, when Han Mo fought Long Yan, Jiang Wuming would secretly control the Golden Corpse Worm, causing Long Yan great pain. Unless he acted obediently, he was willing to allow Han Mo to lose.

This was an agreement between Jiang Wuming and Han Gong Feng.

Just like this, in the midst of the crowd's discussion, the few Grand Elders on the Cloud Platform also stood up with smiles on their faces as they looked at the elite disciples.

Long Yan did not feel any pressure, and was full of confidence in this trial.

Of course, the battles between these experts all depended on each other's luck. Right now, all of their efforts were useless.

The Supreme Elder of the Punishment Palace, He Pingzhi, stood up at this moment and looked at the several hundred thousand people as she announced in a clear voice, "The fourth stage officially begins.1

On the cloud deck, that huge golden screen also showed the names of all the disciples. Long Yan immediately saw the man called Ling Daoxiao.

Everyone immediately cheered and boiled up. The atmosphere also reached its peak at the same time.

Han Mo and Chu Yuxi stood at the front of the crowd of disciples, while Long Yan stood behind the crowd of disciples.

Li Qingfeng and Long Yan stood together, so when they were drawing lots, the two of them would draw lots together.

Fortunately, in the first group, Long Yan's opponent wasn't Li Qingfeng. They were at the back and needed to wait a while.

Moreover, this time, the battle pattern was not limited to just a few rounds. Rather, it was a group battle between two people. The one who lost would have to wait until the Highest Elder announced the chance to revive himself.

To put it bluntly, they would need at least sixteen sets of battles. After going through the elimination system, this was quite fair.

Long Yan looked at the number twenty-nine in his hand, and his opponent was number three.

This person was tall and strong, full of explosive power. His opponent was a disciple of the divine hall. His appearance was relatively thin, but his movements were presumably relatively agile.

The moment the two of them moved, they knew if they had won or not. Without any unnecessary words, they quickly entered the fourth stage of the intense battle and unleashed their battle skills to the extreme. It was quite an exciting battle.

His arm had been twisted off by his opponent, so it could be said that he had temporarily lost his combat strength. However, this sort of powerhouse all had the body of the Martial God, so the rebirth of his arm didn't affect their lives.

The loser's face was pale and his face was filled with depression, while the skinny man was happily dancing in joy. This meant that he was one step closer to joining the Martial God Imperial Palace and becoming a core disciple.

The two of them were also engaged in wonderful battles, intensely fighting to determine the victor and loser. Although the process of their battle was very exciting, the audience still felt that this sort of brilliance, although not something new, was just an old trick, or perhaps some of the cultivation method or battle skills that others knew of. If they continued to fight for several rounds in a row, then it would be the same.

"Humph, brat from the Demonic Palace, I had thought that you would possess extremely powerful strength. Turns out that you're only this strong. Are you really unreconciled to your loss?" The corner of that disciple's mouth curled up, showing an arrogant expression and revealing his true nature.

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