High up in the sky, a giant palm of over 90,000 feet suddenly appeared and struck the air.
Crack!
A heaven-shattering sound rang out. Xie Tian, who had struck downwards, borrowed the rebound force from Pounce Cang to increase his speed by several times. In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored flowing light that represented Xie Tian's figure disappeared.
At the same time, the golden light representing the pale youth disappeared.
"Where is he?"
"He, he entered the Heavenly Gate of the Combat List!"
"And that golden light is also gone!"
…
Everyone was shocked.
Even the Dao Master could not see what had happened in that instant.
"Elder, Xie Tian …" Zhou Si wiped his eyes and hurriedly asked.
Zhou Qing frowned and shook his head silently. He looked at Chōrei on the high platform and saw a trace of shock and doubt on her face. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
"The two of them entered the Heavenly Gate of the Combat List at the same time."
"At the same time?" The remaining two groups from the Zhou Family were stunned. "There has never been a tie in the Three Thousand Combat List. Who won?"
Zhou Qing shook his head and smiled. "Two points are not important. Besides, everyone's ranking and points are determined by the Heavenly Gate of the Combat List. The judgment is fair, so there is no need to worry."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this. In the next moment, they began to discuss the previous question — how would Xie Tian, who had shown off his abilities, pretend to be a pig?
Chōrei knew nothing about the question that the Zhou Family was discussing, but when he saw that the Zhou Family was not surprised at their own performance, he understood one thing.
"It seems that this Xie Tian is the main force of the Zhou Family's Prodigy Team …"
To be honest, Xie Tian's performance in the last 10,000 feet was really beyond his expectations. Strictly speaking, it could even be said to be a slap to his face.
Because his previous muttering had set the conclusion for the test of entering the Heavenly Gate — no one could beat the pale youth.
In the end, one person and the pale youth entered the Heavenly Gate of the Combat List at the same time.
"There's going to be a good show …"
Chōrei was not annoyed. She smiled and glanced at the cultivators of the mystical ability team who were rising into the sky, shouting loudly, "There are 63 breaths left. Those who can't enter the Heavenly Gate will be eliminated!"
After sixty-three breaths, the pressure that overflowed from the Heavenly Gate of the Fighting List was no longer something that Sage Divine Powers could withstand. At that time, it would be the Dao Sovereign group who would attack the Heavenly Gate of the Fighting List.
Sixty-three breaths of time passed. Ninety-nine percent of the forty thousand or so cultivators from the Ability Division had passed the not-so-difficult test.
Only a few dozen people were defeated for various reasons and left the scene in a daze.
"Dao Master team, enter the Heavenly Gate!"
As soon as Chōrei's voice fell, nearly 50,000 Dao Masters, who had long been ready, rose to the sky to attack the Gate of Heaven. Only Chu Lingxian looked at the sky with a sad face, motionless.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing and Zhou Sihun 'er felt like they were about to fly into the air. What kind of tricks did this ancestor have up his sleeves this time?
"Fellow Daoist Wu Shang, what's wrong with you!" Zhou Si shouted in exasperation.
Chu Lingxian said bitterly, "I haven't thought of a better way to pretend to be a pig …"
Zhou Qing and Zhou Si staggered a few steps back and almost spat out blood.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Shang, time is running out. Let's enter the Heavenly Gate first. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to pretend to be a pig!"
"That's true, but," Chu Lingxian said in distress, "I have to cherish every opportunity to pretend to be a pig …"
Seeing that time passed quickly while Chu Lingxian was in a daze, the elders of the Zhou Family were about to cry. However, no matter how they persuaded, Chu Lingxian did not move.
"There are fifteen breaths left. Those who fail to enter the Heavenly Gate will be eliminated!"
Chōrei's voice sounded, and the Zhou Family members were in despair.
It was not a big deal for a Dao Master to fly tens of thousands of feet in fifteen breaths. However, as time went by, the pressure of the Heavenly Gate had increased by ten times. No matter how powerful Chu Lingxian was, how could he rush into the Heavenly Gate in fifteen breaths?
"Damn, this scourge is really unreliable …"
"Alas, the Zhou Family is doomed. We have wasted a place for nothing …"
…
At that moment, Chu Lingxian heard her father's voice in her ears.
"Fly quickly and calculate the time. Rush into the Heavenly Gate at the last moment. Remember, your expression must be painful and twisted. You must show that you have done your best …"
The eyes of the melancholy Chu Lingxian lit up, and she immediately flew into the sky.
"Brother Mo's method must be the best way to pretend to be a pig …"
As he flew, he calculated carefully. Suddenly, his face changed. "Oh no, thirteen breaths are not enough time. No, I have to speed up …"
Thus, in the last ten breaths of time before the Dao Masters would attack the Heavenly Gate, everyone saw a strange scene.
A Dao Master in the air rushed to the Heavenly Gate and then stopped moving.
Nine breaths …
Six breaths …
Three breaths …
One breath …
At this moment, the Dao Master took a big step and rushed into the Heavenly Gate at the last moment.
Seeing this, even Chōrei was stunned and forgot to announce the next group of Lu Xian to rush into the Heavenly Gate.
At the last moment, he flew almost ten thousand feet in an instant?
When he was close to the Heavenly Gate, although his expression was painful, he did not move at all and endured the pressure of the Heavenly Gate for a whole ten breaths?
He entered the Heavenly Gate at the last moment?
The expressions of the Zhou Family were very interesting. This is called pretending to be a pig? It's called pretending to be a pig! And it's the lowest level of pretending to be a pig!
"Damn, this guy is too pretentious!"
"He seems to be a member of the Zhou Family?"
"Tsk tsk, go and find out what this guy's name is … Damn, all the members of the Zhou Family are gone …"
…
His father covered his face with one hand and sighed slowly, "Brother Ling Xian, I found that a genius like you is not suitable to pretend to be a pig …"
The small disturbance caused by Chu Lingxian did not disturb the progress of the List of Three Thousand Fighters. Chōrei, who came to her senses, immediately announced that Lu Xian's group would start to rush into the Heavenly Gate.
After half an hour, the three groups of cultivators in the residence completed the first test of the preliminaries of the List of Three Thousand Fighters. Less than a hundred people failed.
However, the crowd did not leave. They all looked at Chōrei expectantly.
Not even Chōrei?? Gather? Engheng Zhi Hao? Xin? Huan Xi? Zhi Hao? Yi Bian Gui? Zha Ying Purple Qiu Oxime Chopper
"It's the Heavenly Sect's treasure — the clone of the Heavenly Mirror!"
While the crowd was exclaiming, the Heavenly Mirror suddenly divided into three pieces and spread rapidly, covering the sky of the residence.
"The List of Magical Powers, List of Dao Venerables, and List of Lu Xian have been opened." Chōrei glanced at the crowd and said lightly, "The same rules apply. Those who want to see the List of Three Thousand Fighters must provide a continuous supply of spiritual power!"
Hearing this, the crowd was not surprised. Because the consumption of operating the Heavenly Mirror was huge, the Heavenly Sect would not pay for it.
His father, however, looked at the Heavenly Mirror subconsciously. Divine light flowed in his eyes. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he broke his line of sight. His heart was beating like thunder.
"The last time I came here, I vaguely discovered something. Ha, Three Thousand Worlds, what a big game …"
Exclaiming in his heart, his father then sat down cross-legged. While releasing the power of magical powers, he looked at the mirror of the magical powers, looking for the figure of Xie Tian.
Xie Tian, who had just entered the world of the List of Fighters, did not have the chance to look at this world.
Because the pale youth standing in front of him was looking at him in Silence.
This kind of look seemed familiar to Xie Tian.
In the past, his eyes were also so pure.
Pure meant scary. This was something Xie Tian had understood long ago.
That was why the youth was scary.
"You have an unfair advantage." The pale youth finally spoke.
Xie Tian thought about it and shook his head.
Seeing Xie Tian deny it, the youth was silent for a long time. Finally, he said in Silence, "Just you wait."
After saying these three words, the youth turned and left.
Until now, Xie Tian finally had the chance to use the full power of Evil Emotion to look at this small world.
But in his heart, there was an additional figure of a youth that he could not get rid of.
"Two points in exchange for a strong enemy against me …"
Even though he had already decided to go all out, at this moment, Xie Tian could not tell if he had lost or gained from this competition.
"But if I don't even fight for these two points, how can I enter the top million …"
Xie Tian sighed, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and let the battle intent flow to every part of his body without any hindrance.
I'll just wait!
PS: Creation's Wen Net is the original, I hope everyone can support Yuanzi ~ ~ ~
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