Super Dragon Cultivation System

C2407 The large competition begins with zhang xing



C2407 The large competition begins with zhang xing

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. Ge Song and the others all signed up for the competition.    

    

Zhang Xing's name immediately appeared in the center of the stage.    

    

All of this was arranged by cultivator without a sword, because everyone knew that he was the one who sent the invitation letter to Zhang Xing first.    

    

Now, Cultivating without a sword had become an awkward situation that was difficult for one to back down from.    

    

Therefore, he had to be the one to personally challenge Zhang Xing in this first battle.    

    

The rules of the Heaven's Pride Tournament were very simple. There were no lots, only challenges.    

    

If you feel that you have the strength to fight someone, then go challenge someone.    

    

The basic principle was to be direct and friendly.    

    

But no one will follow that principle.    

    

Regardless of life or death, this was the true principle of the Large Competition.    

    

It was late in the morning, and the place was bustling with noise and excitement. All of the participating Heaven's Pride s were present, and not a single seat was left empty in the audience seating.    

    

Surprisingly, not a single person from the two arenas went up onto the stage.    

    

Everyone's gaze turned towards the center of the stage.    

    

In the middle of the stage sat a person, holding a handful of blood colored longsword in his arms.    

    

This person was Asura Sect's cultivator, Wujian, ranked tenth on the Heaven's Pride Board.    

    

A gentle breeze caressed his long, sword-like hair. His sharp, unwavering face did not have any expression, making him look like a sharp rock.    

    

At this moment, his mood was heavy, because the news of Zhang Xing killing Huang Mang and the other two had truly caught him off guard.    

    

This accident was like a spell, causing him to feel uneasy for the past few days.    

    

Initially, he did not take Zhang Xing to heart and only wanted to humiliate him, the youngest Human King, so that he could have some fun in the Heaven's Pride Tournament.    

    

But now, he panicked a little. He was afraid of failure.    

    

The tenth place on the Heaven's Pride Board was simply too glorious, he was afraid he would lose it.    

    

Although he usually acted as if he did not care about his reputation and only focused on cultivating the Great Dao, when things came to an end, he could not possibly not care about it.    

    

As the proverb goes, a person with nothing to lose is not afraid of shoes. He is the one who wears shoes, even if Zhang Xing won or lost if he is barefoot.    

    

However, he could not because after this competition, Senior Wu Xiang had to go to the Fifth Heavenly Layer to seek the Dao.    

    

He was the only successor to the sect, and was about to take on the position of Sect Leader Lord. He was also the successor to the Asura King.    

    

He ? He couldn't afford to lose!    

    

"Do you think Xiu Wu Jian can be a match for Zhang Xing?"    

    

Although this question had been discussed countless times, there was still someone who couldn't help but ask it at this moment.    

    

The person who spoke was another of a first-rate sect in Demons.    

    

"It's hard to say ? Let's see if Xiu Wu Jian has made any leaps and bounds in these three years. "    

    

One of the Heaven's Pride s beside him replied, then shut his mouth and remained silent.    

    

After a while, a commotion suddenly came from outside the arena.    

    

"Zhang Xing is here!"    

    

Swish!    

    

The gazes of everyone in the arena were uniformly fixed on the group of a hundred people.    

    

Directly in front of him was a young black robe, who had long hair that covered his face.    

    

At this moment, all eyes were focused on him, all of their gazes were filled with light, as though the entire Heaven's Pride was prepared for him alone.    

    

Even if Zhang Xing was defeated, he would be the one with the biggest picture.    

    

Zhang Xing was calm and collected, but Ge Song and the others were powerful and strong with their Lightning.    

    

Their jaws almost reached the top of the parietal region.    

    

This feeling was too refreshing.    

    

They finally knew that, as celebrities, their mindset would become floating. There was no floating, only floating.    

    

At the very end of the group, Princess still maintained her icy-cold and prideful demeanor. She was dressed in an incredibly beautiful dress, which made her look even more noble and refined.    

    

But no one paid any attention to her at the moment.    

    

Regarding her inappropriate words and actions, it attracted the contempt of many Heaven's Pride.    

    

Countless people below Heaven's Pride had already started to sentence her.    

    

If there were ten billion people who knew of the heartless and ungrateful words that the Hua Rong Princess had said, then there were eight billion people who were scolding and ridiculing her behind her back.    

    

It could be said that the positive image she had created in the past had almost been torn apart by her own actions.    

    

These days, Zhang Xing didn't even glance at her, and simply treated her as if she didn't exist.    

    

This kind of attitude was even more unacceptable than ten thousand curses.    

    

She already hated Zhang Xing to the bones.    

    

She could have moved alone and left Zhang Xing's team, but she felt that she should have been part of Zhang Xing's halo.    

    

If it wasn't for the farmer ancestor appreciating him, who would know who he was?!    

    

Therefore, Princess Hua Rong walked at the back of the group peacefully to show that she was different.    

    

But she was just a joke in Zhang Xing's eyes, she did not need to be bothered about.    

    

"The one who is challenging the Swordless Sword is the current generation King of Homo sapiens, Zhang Xing.    

    

"Next, I shall announce the rules of the competition ?"    

    

"Holy shit!" It was clearly Xiu Wujian wanting to challenge Zhang Xing, how did he become Zhang Xing to challenge Xiu Wujian? "    

    

"Yeah, isn't it just a challenge? Why do you make yourself look so amazing?"    

    

Ge Song and the others immediately became dissatisfied and began to clamor.    

    

Xiu Wu Jian frowned and looked at the Clan Elder who presided over the competition with dissatisfaction.    

    

This elder had always liked to mince words, and now he was playing word games, what was the use of this!    

    

Zhang Xing casually raised his index finger and indicated behind him.    

    

Ge Song and the rest immediately shut their mouths and listened with serious expressions on their faces. It was as if the people who were just cursing were not them.    

    

"The rules of the competition forbids the use of divine weapons that exceed the Participant's strength ?"    

    

"What kind of shitty rules are these?!"    

    

As soon as the elder finished his sentence, Ge Song and the rest went into an uproar.    

    

Not only that, even the other Heaven's Pride s and the spectators started to whisper among themselves.    

    

"How come I've never heard of such a rule?"    

    

"Yeah, how could there be such a rule in the past!"    

    

"I think it's for ? Zhang Xing. "    

    

"?"    

    

Zhang Xing had a super heavenly halberd, that was something many people knew.    

    

However, ever since Zhang Xing had used the heavenly halberd to cut down the yellow python, the people from the Asura Sect had started to analyze the battle halberd in detail.    

    

In the end, they came to the conclusion that the Golden Dragon artifact spirit inside the halberd was not ordinary. It was very likely that it would unleash a blow comparable to the attack of someone at the peak of the fifth level of the Divine Realm.    

    

Although he did not know how long Zhang Xing could hold on, but a single strike would cause him to lose his life.    

    

Thus, there was this rule.    

    

This rule received strong support from the higher ups of the Devil Sect.    

    

Presumably, with Zhang Xing's arrogance, he would not stand out to object.    

    

Indeed, many pairs of eyes saw that Zhang Xing's face was extremely calm, and didn't have the slightest bit of abnormal reaction.    

    

As for the shouts of the others, it didn't matter how fierce they were.    

    

"Silence! Silence! "    

    

The cold voice of the host elder drifted over.    

    

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. So what if you, Zhang Xing, are strong?    

    

Without a Divine Weapon, how long can you remain arrogant for?    

    

Next, the host read out a dozen more rules before announcing the start of the competition.    

    

Xiu Wu Jian slowly stood up, the blood colored longsword in his arms trembled.    

    

With a clang, it let out a crisp bird cry.    

    

Then, with a flash of blood light, a completely red longsword floated into the air.    

    

"Zhang Xing, come over and fight!"    

    

With that, the entire sky changed.    

    

The blue sky was replaced by a strange blood-red.    

    

A huge blood-red sun with a long tail was descending at high speed.    

    


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