Hidden Dragon Fortress, Central Square!
After merging their names into the list, Gu Sheng and Chang Jianzong left the ground uncontrollably and were forcefully brought to the arena.
Gu Sheng and Chang Jianzong, who had already understood the rules of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, did not panic at all.
"Chang Jianzong greets Senior Gu!" Chang Jianzong, who was the lowest on the list, was the first to greet Gu Sheng.
"Are you not going to admit defeat?" Gu Sheng did not respond to Chang Jianzong's greeting and reminded him coldly.
"Since I am lucky enough to be a contestant in the first round of the finals, I will do my best no matter what the final result is."
Perhaps it was because of the reason he gave or because of Gu Sheng's arrogant attitude, Chang Jianzong replied firmly in the face of Gu Sheng's threatening reminder.
"Anyway, I, Chang Jianzong, have successfully obtained a spot in the Five Regions Hidden Dragon Ranking and the blessing of the Hidden Dragon Fate. Even if I lose in the end, it doesn't matter."
This was the real reason why he could ignore Gu Sheng's threat.
Facing Chang Jianzong's firm reply, a cold light flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes. He slowly walked toward Chang Jianzong.
Chang Jianzong took a deep breath and took out his Natal Sword. He directly mobilized the strength of a peak First Tribulation quasi Martial Saint and turned into a breeze to meet Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng didn't take out his Life Source Divine Tool, nor did he stop his footsteps. Instead, he faced Chang Jianzong who was attacking him like a cool breeze. Gu Sheng merely raised his clenched fist, and heavily smashed it on the edge of the High Grade Sage Realm sword.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a strong roar, Chang Jianzong, who spat out blood, flew backward like a breeze and fell to the edge of the arena.
Enduring the pain from his heavily injured body, Chang Jianzong cast his gaze directly at his Intrinsic Sword. Following that, he was shocked and pained to discover that Gu Sheng's heavy punch had left several cracks in his Intrinsic Sword.
Then, Chang Jianzong looked at Gu Sheng with resentment and asked with gritted teeth.
"Gu Sheng, what's the difference between destroying my Natal Sword and destroying my foundation?"
"This is the result of not admitting defeat." Ignoring Chang Jianzong's question, Gu Sheng coldly replied.
"I will remember."
Nodding, Huang Jianzong raised his head and shouted at the list.
"I admit defeat!"
As Chang Jianzong took the initiative to admit defeat, the names that had merged into their bodies reappeared. Beside each name was a one-meter-long seven-colored Dragon.
"Roar!"
The Seven-Colored Dragon's Dragon's name. It Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar to Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
Roar! Roar Roar! Roar!! Roar! Roar! Roar!!
Roar Roar Roar! Roar Roar! Roto Roar! Roar Roar! Roar Roar!
Chang Jianzong, who had lost the one-meter-tall Seven-colored Dragon, wore a gloomy expression despite having expected this outcome.
Roar Roar Roar! Roar! Rou! Roar! Roar Roar To Roto Roto Roto Roto To ''s to Roar' '' '' 'Their names Roto Roar ar.
The scene of Chang Jianzong vomiting blood and his Natal Sword being destroyed was still vivid in his mind. Therefore, Wang Qing, who was forcefully brought into the arena, skipped the procedure of cupping his hands and bowing. Instead, he loudly admitted defeat to the ranking board.
Bai Dongsheng flew out of the ring without a change in his expression after successfully devouring the one-meter-long seven-colored Dragon beside Wang Qing's name. On the other hand, Wang Qing walked out of the ring with a bitter smile.
Chang Jianzong and Wang Qing's different attitudes toward the competition and the different results they obtained served as a good example for the rest of the contestants.
Therefore, the contestants who were ranked 86th to 98th immediately admitted defeat when they faced the contestants who were ranked third to 15th.
This continued until Ma Baohua, who was ranked 75th, faced Wu Zhengjun, who was ranked 16th. Ma Baohua did not admit defeat. Instead, he attacked first with his Natal Weapon.
Wu Zhengjun was able to rise from the 49th place to the 16th place on the list. Apart from his strength, which was infinitely close to the Martial Venerable Realm, it was also because of his bloodthirsty killing techniques.
Since Chang Jianzong was the first contestant to participate in the finals, he had to compete with Gu Sheng for the sake of his reputation. The remaining 14 contestants all chose to admit defeat when they faced opponents who were ranked higher than them.
Wu Zhengjun was the only one who did not admit defeat. Instead, his opponent attacked first aggressively. This immediately aroused Wu Zhengjun's killing intent.
He used the Blood Shield, which was as strong as a Lower Martial Venerable, to knock away his opponent's Lower Martial Sage Weapon. Then, he pressed his pale left hand on his opponent's head.
Subsequently, the crowd heard the crisp sound of a skull breaking.
"You …!"
Ma Baohua, who was ranked 74th, did not expect Wu Zhengjun to be so bold as to kill him by directly destroying his consciousness sea and Spirit.
When Wu Zhengjun withdrew his left hand from Ma Baohua's head, he also took away Ma Baohua's Storage Celestial Device. Then, he took a few steps back and looked at the corpse on the ground.
Ma Baohua's name floated out of the corpse along with a 99-meter-long Seven-colored Dragon and a 1-meter-long Seven-colored Dragon.
After the 1-meter-long Seven-colored Dragon was swallowed by Wu Zhengjun's Seven-colored Dragon, the 99-meter-long Seven-colored Dragon disappeared from the list along with his name.
Wu Zhengjun, who had flown out of the arena, carefully glanced at Yu Haoran. When he found that Yu Haoran did not show any displeasure because of his killing, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Then, he directly closed his eyes and continued to use the special aura of the Seven-colored Dragon to improve his state of mind cultivation and enhance his comprehension of the Power of Law.
Yu Haoran glanced at Wu Zhengjun from the corner of his eyes. Thinking of his bloodthirsty killing just now, Yu Haoran was even more determined to take him to the Death Swamp after the Hidden Dragon List of the Five Regions Competition.
Due to Wu Zhengjun's bloodthirsty killing, the next dozen matches ended in a situation where the contestants took the initiative to admit defeat.
Only when the sixtieth ranked Huang Yan faced off against the forty-first ranked Zhao Lei did this situation finally come to an end.
"Brother Yan, you can do it!" Seeing that the person she admired did not have the courage to admit defeat in the face of a higher ranked opponent, the yellow-clothed girl clenched her fists and cheered him on softly. A trace of infatuation appeared in her eyes.
The benevolent old man, who was leaning against the stone chair, immediately straightened his body and looked nervously at the match that was about to begin in the arena.
"Huang Yan greets Senior Brother Zhao!" Huang Yan, who was ranked lower, took the initiative to salute him.
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