~~~~！。。。 Dong, dong, dong …
The rhythmic muffled sounds continued to rise and fall, as if an invisible giant was beating heavy war drums above the nine heavens.
As the drums beat, Lu Ye felt the blood in his chest churning.
He looked to the side.
Whether it was Li Baxian, Feng Yuechan, Giant Armor, or even Hua Ci, the medical cultivator, their auras were fluctuating and their fighting spirit was high.
"Don't panic. It seems that before every Cloud River Battle, there is such a phenomenon.
This is the operation of the heavens to boost morale.
It is used to stimulate fighting spirit. " Li Baxian's voice sounded.
Only then did Lu Ye relax his mind. Just now, he was still
Thinking that something had happened.
The drums sounded eighteen times.
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After that, the sound of three long horns rang out leisurely.
After the sound of the bugle horn, there seemed to be an army of thousands of men and horses coming through the air.
The aura of iron and blood.
It bathed the entire Cloud River Battlefield in a somber atmosphere.
Among them.
Lu Ye's expression was strange.
He didn't understand why the heavens of the Nine Regions would do such a thing.
Live.
After a while, the horn sound slowly disappeared.
Above the sky, there seemed to be a giant roaring.
"Fight!
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Even if Lu Ye's mind was tough, he was still excited by this set of flowers.
His fighting spirit flared up, and he wished he could find an evenly matched opponent right now.
He wanted to have a big fight with his opponent to relieve the tension in his heart.
Then, Lu Ye saw a layer of ripples on the pillar of heavens suddenly spread out.
After that, it spread in all directions. As the ripples spread, first Li Baxian's figure
Suddenly disappeared, followed by Giant Armor, and then Hua Ci.
Ci and Feng Yuechan disappeared almost at the same time.
At the same time, the battlefield mark on the back of his hand was also slightly
As soon as it was hot, an inexplicable traction came, and his vision blurred.
When he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a battle arena.
In the arena.
"Roar!"
Before Lu Ye could familiarize himself with the scene in front of him, a roar sounded in his ears.
There was a loud roar. Turning his head, he saw a stranger over there.
A burly demon cultivator with bull horns was looking at him with red eyes.
Two substantial heat waves were spurting out of his nostrils.
He held a spirit shield in one hand and an axe in the other, pointing at Lu Ye.
Lu Ye: "You over there, brat, come and die!"
Lu Ye glanced over and knew that this guy was also affected by the heavens.
Hua Huo had been affected and was probably in the same state as him.
It was the kind that wanted to find someone to fight.
What else was there to say?
Lu Ye took a step forward and rushed towards the bull-horned beast cultivator.
The rear almost dragged the afterimage.
"Good timing! The demonic cultivator shouted and took heavy steps.
Fa then walked towards Lu Ye. He was tall and sturdy, and his steps were strange.
In just a few steps, the two figures were right in front of each other.
Lu Ye raised his blade and slashed out.
The ox horn demon cultivator stepped forward with his shield, and the axe in his other hand was about to strike.
He waved his hand.
He was overjoyed. In his first battle, he met someone who was known for his stubbornness.
The weapon cultivator was indeed lucky. Furthermore, this weapon cultivator seemed to have been completely destroyed.
His fighting spirit had been aroused, and he had actually used a saber to hack at his shield. What was this?
Unwise?
There were many different factions among cultivators, and each of them had their own weaknesses.
But generally speaking, body cultivators had a certain degree of restraint over weapon cultivators.
Yes, because if a weapon cultivator wanted to kill an enemy, he had to get close to the enemy.
With outstanding protection, it could naturally weaken the various methods of a soldier cultivator.
Segment.
Especially the spirit artifact shield in his hand, it was already a top-grade spirit artifact.
It was at the level of a spirit artifact, and coupled with his Eighth Order Cloud River Realm cultivation.
Although there was no chance for him to enter the top 100 of the Cloud River Competition, he could still enter the top 3,000.
There was still hope if he tried his best.
Just as he was thinking this, a loud sound rang out.
* Boom … *
The moment the saber and shield collided, a huge ripple visible to the naked eye appeared.
The ripple spread out with a bang and collided with the barrier around the battle arena.
The heavy air waves caused the light of the barrier to flicker.
At the same time, the bull-horned beast cultivator felt a sense of powerlessness.
A huge force of resistance came from above. As strong as his physique was, it actually hit him from above.
He almost let the spirit artifact shield fly out of his hand.
He staggered and half-knelt on the ground.
His counterattack also came to an abrupt end.
"Moo?"
The endless fighting spirit in the beast cultivator's eyes was instantly replaced by surprise.
There was only one thought surging in his mind.
This guy … how could he be stronger than me?
There was no time for him to ponder. The Mountain Saber in Lu Ye's hand had already gone wild.
It hacked down like a storm.
As a weapon cultivator, the best way to deal with a body cultivator was naturally to stay close to them and search for the weak spots of the body cultivator's defense.
Instead of attacking the other party's spirit artifact shield for a while like him …
He hacked wildly.
However, Lu Ye's fighting spirit was boiling, and he urgently needed a
Battle to vent.
The bull-horned Body Cultivator was out of luck.
He didn't even see Lu Ye's face clearly.
Under the storm-like attacks, he hid behind the spirit artifact shield.
Behind him, as the loud sounds rang out, his body became shorter and shorter.
In the end, he could only use his shoulder to support his big shield.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hold on at all.
On the big shield, spirit light flashed wildly.
He watched helplessly as his spirit artifact disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The speed of its light dimmed.
The smugness from before had long disappeared, and his heart ached a few times.
He was about to bleed.
He had spent a lot of money on this top-grade shield.
He had only found a custom-made Artifact Refiner from the sect to be able to push his own
Advantage to the limit, all for the sake of the Cloud River Competition.
But looking at the situation in front of him, if he continued to persevere,
If he didn't die, this spirit artifact shield would probably be cut into pieces.
Who was the other party? The bull-horned Beast Cultivator was filled with grief and indignation.
"Admit defeat!" Even if he was unwilling, even if the enemy's
Appearance didn't even have time to see clearly, the bull-horned Beast Cultivator still roared angrily.
If he didn't admit defeat now, it would be too late.
It didn't matter if he lost this battle. As long as his spirit artifact wasn't broken, there would always be a chance. But if the spirit artifact was broken, then the disadvantage in the following battle would be great.
The battle method of the Cloud River Competition was similar to the battle of the Spirit Stream List. One could take the initiative to admit defeat.
As soon as his voice fell, ripples spread out, and the figure of the bull-horned Beast Cultivator instantly disappeared.
Lu Ye slashed down again, but it hit the air. He hurriedly withdrew his saber when it was only an inch away from the ground.
A hollow voice sounded from an inexplicable place.
"Lu Yiye of the Jade Blood Sect wins!"
As the voice fell, a gentle force wrapped around Lu Ye and sent him out of this place.
When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to his original place, but there was no trace of anyone else. He thought that they should still be fighting.
In the middle.
Lu Ye didn't think much of it and checked the battle mark on his body.
The mark still recorded all kinds of information about himself, but the number of Battle Points had changed a little.
Lu Ye's original Battle Points were 3232. He remembered this number very clearly, but now it had become 3287.
There was an extra 55 Battle Points.
And the base number of Battle Points for an Eighth Order Cloud River Realm cultivator was 55 Battle Points.
This meant that in the arena of the Cloud River Competition, defeating one's opponent would give one a corresponding number of Battle Points.
Hua Ci had told him this before. Checking now was just to confirm it.
It was precisely because of this reason that every time the Cloud River Competition began, almost all Cloud River Realm cultivators in the Nine States would participate, regardless of their cultivation level.
Because there weren't many channels for Cloud River Realm cultivators to obtain Battle Points, who wouldn't be tempted by the opportunity to participate in the Cloud River Competition?
There was no need to be afraid of those with lower cultivation. There would always be those with lower cultivation. Even if one won the entire competition, they would still be able to obtain some benefits.
Of course, for Lu Ye, who had seen great battles and easily obtained two to three hundred thousand Battle Points, 55 Battle Points was no longer enough.
It didn't arouse his interest.
There was an additional message in the imprint. It was just below the Battle Points information.
Cloud River Competition Stage: -!
In the entire competition, the number of Battle Points obtained, the number of victories, and even the duration of the battle would be used as the criteria to determine the final ranking.
And the one to judge all of this was naturally the high and mysterious Heaven's Secret.
There was no suspense in winning the first battle.
The battle intent in Lu Ye's heart was also greatly relieved.
He raised his hand and pressed it on the Heaven's Secret Pillar unhurriedly. His mind was connected, and after a moment of silence, ripples appeared on the Heaven's Secret Pillar again.
Lu Ye disappeared from the spot. The second battle had begun!
The rules of the initial stage of the Cloud River Competition were that cultivators could participate at any time within seven days. If it was within their capabilities, they could participate in as many battles as possible to accumulate Battle Points.
And the number of victories.
However, the maximum was 100 battles.
In other words, even if Lu Ye fought continuously without stopping, he could only fight 100 battles within seven days.
After seven days, Heaven's Secret would select 3,000 people based on the cultivators' performance in the battles.
Everyone outside of 3,000 would be eliminated.
After that, the top 100 would be determined from these 3,000 people. The entire Cloud River Competition would last for almost a month. During this period, not only were the Cloud River cultivators on the Cloud River Battlefield immersed in the competition, but all the sects in the Nine States would also be paying attention, hoping that their disciples would obtain a good ranking and win glory for their sects.
For some cultivators, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity to make a name for themselves. Since ancient times, the top ten of every Battle of the Clouds and River had a promising future. Nowadays, almost all the Spirit Sea Realm cultivators of the major sects had proven themselves in this grand event.
For Lu Ye, the first battle was just a warm-up.
However, after seeing his opponent for the second battle, Lu Ye didn't even have the mood to warm up.
The cultivator opposite him seemed to be very nervous. He didn't look old, and his cultivation wasn't high either, only at the Fifth Order.
Facing such an opponent, Lu Ye was afraid that if he used too much strength, he would kill him before he could shout out the word 'surrender'.
Moreover, he didn't know which camp his opponent belonged to, so he couldn't directly kill him.
Lu Ye simply patted Hu Po on his shoulder.
Hu Po understood and leapt down from Lu Ye's shoulder, roaring as he charged towards the Fifth Order cultivator to provoke him.
The other party was obviously a little confused, but when he saw Lu Ye sitting down cross-legged, his face immediately turned black, "Fellow Daoist, although your cultivation may be higher than mine, you don't have to look down on me like this, right?"
Lu Ye's posture clearly indicated that he wanted Hu Po to fight with him. "Beat my pet first, then we'll talk." Lu Ye replied casually, then closed his eyes and began to meditate. There were still many gifts from the Hundred Formation Tower in his mind that he hadn't digested yet, so this scattered time was just the right time to do this.
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