From the chaotic sea of ​​stars, it began to wreak havoc on all the heavens.

Chapter 220 Start

On the other side, Qin Sheng and his group happened to see the disciples of Suspended Mountain taking tests when they passed another intersection.

Upon seeing Qin Sheng, Sikong Sheng snorted coldly and unleashed a punch with the power of sixty-one attacks surpassing those of a martial artist at the Embracing Yuan Realm.

The crowd was stunned and speechless.

Qin Sheng smiled dismissively, remaining unmoved as ever.

This greatly displeased the disciples of Xuankong Mountain.

Although Sikong Sheng didn't say anything, it was easy to tell from the murderous look in his eyes when he looked at Qin Sheng that he wasn't as calm as one might imagine.

Three days passed quickly.

On this day, just as dawn was breaking, a vast flat area in the center of Qianlong Ancient City was already packed with spectators, stretching far into the distance.

Only the first row of the audience seats had relatively few people, but those who could sit there were all powerful figures from various top-tier sects, as well as rogue cultivators at the Star Realm.

Below the stands, groups of young people qualified to compete stood together, creating a somewhat somber atmosphere.

Until the massive platform was shattered and stored away, twelve symmetrical platforms shrouded in blue light rose from the ground.

That's when I broke the silence.

hold head high!
A high-pitched dragon roar resounded from the abyss between the platforms, deafening the many martial artists in the audience.

The younger generation of contestants in the first row of the audience were also shocked.

The Silver Moon, unusually returning to the Eight Golden Light Mirrors within Qin Sheng's body, witnessed this scene through Qin Sheng's divine sense and couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement: "Is this what luck is? It's truly breathtaking. No wonder the powerful figures of this world are so wary of it. However, Master, your true age is already over a hundred years old, is that alright?"

"No problem. The Hidden Dragon Ancient Land mainly tests bone age. My bone age hasn't changed much since I became a god in Douluo Continent. I'm only about twenty years old now. It won't trigger the backlash of the Hidden Dragon Ancient City's restrictions."

Qin Sheng explained calmly.

Before long, the audience seats were filled, and then the powerful figures from various sects took their seats in the first row.

The thirteen referees separated, with Chief Referee Luo Jiacheng directly opposite them, and the others spaced at equal intervals, each observing the arena below to make judgments at any time.

The rules of the competition are very simple: apart from low-grade attack treasures, no other external objects are allowed.

Those who surround the area will, at best, lose the match by being judged to have lost, and at worst, be disqualified from the competition and expelled from the field.

In addition, the more than 700 participants were divided into twelve groups to compete in the first stage of the elimination rounds using a points-based system.

The knockout stage consists of ten rounds.

Only the top twelve players in terms of points can advance.

In other words, the 144th person will be selected in the first round.

In the second round of elimination matches, the six groups will be paired up and compete in ten rounds. Each group will also have twelve players advancing.

After successfully advancing, they will become contestants on this year's Hidden Dragon Ranking.

At the chief referee's signal, all the participating martial artists took out the jade tokens they had obtained in the token-grabbing round.

Bingling was the first to take out her jade token from her storage ring, "I'm in group four."

Qin Sheng also gave his jade pendant number, "I'm in group one."

The two players separated and went to their respective group referees to fill out their personal information and receive their competition numbers. In the upcoming group elimination rounds, two players would be randomly selected to compete based on their numbers.

"He's in this group too." After receiving his personal number, Mo Yan noticed Qin Sheng nearby, feeling both nervous and excited. He was nervous because the powerful attack Qin Sheng had displayed at the testing pillar had left him feeling uncertain about his own abilities.

Surprisingly, he is a skill-based player. If he can overcome stronger opponents, he might be able to defeat Lin Yun, who is of similar strength, or even Yan Chihuo, and break into the top three of the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Before long, the group stage elimination rounds began.

On this side of Group Three, the first two contestants to take the stage were mid-stage Embracing Origin Realm participants.

One uses palm techniques, and the other uses spear techniques. Both palm and sword techniques are of high quality, at least mid-level Earth rank.

Unfortunately, neither of them had mastered the skill, and their artistic conception was a complete mess.

Unable to offer much help to Qin Sheng, after about a hundred rounds, the one who used palm techniques ultimately prevailed, dodging the spear's edge while shattering the opponent's protective inner energy with a single palm strike, thus winning the match.

"In the second match, Mo Yan will face Wei Jinglong."

In the first row of the stands, a group of referees shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan, behaving like a humble gentleman, flew towards the dueling platform. The protective light barrier of the platform, comparable to the protective true essence of an early-stage Star Realm expert, spread out like a water curtain, without blocking him out.

"Please enlighten me." Wei Jinglong was no nobody; he ranked fifteenth on the previous Hidden Dragon List.

However, facing Mo Yan, the Flying Demon Sect disciple who ranked eighth on the previous Hidden Dragon List, there was really no chance of victory.

Mo Yan was too lazy to pay any attention to the other party, but in order to maintain his usual image as a humble gentleman, he still raised his hand to signal the other party to make the first move.

But as he raised his hand, he secretly channeled his inner energy into his other hand. As soon as the man gathered his inner energy, he struck out with his palm, and countless black palm shadows appeared in the sky.

Every single one of them was aimed at the weakest point of his true energy.

"The Heavenly Demon Eye is quite interesting." Qin Sheng possessed a sufficiently powerful divine sense, even without using the Spiritual Clear Eye and the Blood Wheel Eye magic treasures.

They could also easily see through the weaknesses in the true energy of everyone present.

However, this Heavenly Demon Eye does indeed have great merit.

If one can cultivate it to a high level, it can still pose a fatal threat to the vast majority of martial artists of the same level.

Unfortunately, Mo Yan's cultivation was not up to par; he only managed to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Art to the tenth level.

Wei Jinglong, being the top-ranked expert on the Hidden Dragon List who ranked fifteenth in the previous competition, fought hard to block Mo Yan's attack, despite his solemn expression. However, Mo Yan had already taken the opportunity to circle behind him, pointed a finger, and a ball of black energy at his fingertip transformed into a beam of light, easily breaking through his protective aura and winning the match.

"As expected of Mo Yan, the Demon Eye, Wei Jinglong, who ranked fifteenth in the previous competition, was completely powerless against him."

The spectators below the stage exclaimed in amazement.

A group of judges nodded in agreement. Mo Yan truly lived up to his reputation as the young giant who finished eighth in the previous competition. He had a great chance of maintaining his ranking, or even improving it further.

He cleared his throat and announced the contestants for the second match.

"Qin Sheng vs. Meng Chao."

Qin Sheng's number was relatively close, and the first round of the competition was arranged according to the order of the numbers, so it was his turn very quickly.

On the dueling platform, Qin Sheng and Meng Chao stood fifty meters apart.

Meng Chao's expression was very unpleasant. He was the eldest disciple of the top-tier seventh-grade sect, the Refining Fire Sect, and also a highly ranked expert in the previous competition.

(End of this chapter)