Against the Gods

"These people are going too far. They are all sneering and sneering... Hmph, when the qualifying battle begins, Junior Brother Yun will definitely make them all shut up obediently." Cang Yue said angrily without the demeanor of a princess. The ridicule and sarcasm around her were all directed at Yun Che and the Blue Wind Imperial Family, making her even more uncomfortable than being ridiculed by others.

"Don't mind, this is the most normal situation." Qin Wushang's expression did not change, he said calmly. In his view, it is abnormal not to be laughed at. If this happened to another sect, maybe even him, even if he didn't laugh, would naturally despise him in his heart.

"Brother-in-law, how many numbers did you draw?" When Yun Che returned, Xia Yuanba couldn't wait to ask.

Yun Che showed the sign he got, and the number on it was: 1505.

Seeing the number clearly, Qin Wushang explained: "This number determines the arena and the order in which you are assigned in the first group match. 1505 means that you are assigned to the 15th group, which will be played on the 15th Sword Discourse Stage. In the game, the first match is the fifth match, and the first opponent is No. 1545."

"The first round of group battles lasted for three days and was divided into 30 groups. Each group had about 50 participating disciples, and each group of 50 participants had to play twelve battles. The top ten disciples by the number of victories, a total of 300 disciples, will enter the second round of group battles. The 1,200 disciples who have not entered the second round of group competitions will be transferred to the second arena for qualifying battles. Except for the sect to which they belonged, not many people paid attention to it.”

Having said that, Qin Wushang let out a faint sigh. Because the Blue Wind Royal Family had always moved to the second stage after the first round of the qualifying round, at least in the decades since his birth, no one from the Blue Wind Royal Family had ever made it to the second round of the group stage. The dream of the top 100 is far away and out of reach.

"In the second round of the group stage, a total of 300 disciples participated in the battle. It also lasted for three days, and each disciple had to play 15 games! Then, they were ranked according to the winning games, and the top 100 and the top 32 were directly ranked. Then , the disciples other than 100 will also be transferred to the second arena. Thirty-three to 100 students will be lined up. If there is any dissatisfaction, they can challenge the participants who are ranked higher than themselves in the second arena. The challenged must challenge. If the challenger wins, they will take their place in the ranking... The main arena is the final elimination match for the thirty-two participating disciples with the most victories."

"These rankings are all the rankings of the participating disciples. The ranking of the forces will be ranked according to the final ranking of the disciples."

Xia Yuanba nodded his finger, then widened his eyes and said, "So, if you enter the second round of group battles, you will have to play a full twenty-seven games within six days, that's a lot!"

Cang Yue said solemnly: "Yes. The atmosphere of the qualifying competition has always been tense. However, the pace of the first round of the group stage is very fast, and it is easy to see opponents with very different strengths. The battle is over. It is normal for each small group to have dozens or even hundreds of games a day. Junior Brother Yun, you must do your best, and don’t forget the goal we agreed on before… Individually ranked in the top 100!”

"Well, of course I didn't forget it." Yun Che nodded with a smile, his eyes focused on the faces of the disciples participating in the battle... If he could enter the top 100, he would definitely shock the audience and make everyone who laughed at him dumbfounded. , it can also make him famous all over the world, make Cangfeng Profound Palace exhale and raise eyebrows, and make Cang Yue and Qin Wushang extremely happy...

However, his goal is not the top 100 in this area at all!

On the Sword Discourse Platform, the profound strength test of all the disciples who participated in the war was finally completed.

Ling Wugou took a long time to read out the basic procedure and basic rules of the Ranking Tournament. After that, this year's Blue Wind Ranking Tournament finally officially started.

"...During a battle, anyone who falls to the ground for more than ten breaths or who voluntarily admits defeat means defeat! No matter what the reason is, those who fail to rise to power for more than thirty breaths are deemed to have voluntarily admitted defeat... Now, this old man announced that this year's Blue Wind Ranked battle, the official battle begins!"

As Ling Wugou's voice fell, a large amount of profound energy fluctuations came from all around. At the same time, a transparent profound energy barrier appeared on the thirty small sword-discussion platforms. These profound energy barriers can isolate the aftermath of the profound energy from the battle between the two sides so as not to spread to the surrounding area, and at the same time limit the battle area between the two sides to a certain extent.

Thirty middle-aged people who had been preparing for a long time also flew up and landed on the side of the thirty small sword-discussion platforms. They were the thirty referees of the first round of group matches. And these thirty people, all can "Xuandu Void", which means that they are all experts in the Sky Profound Realm.

Thirty small sword platforms are evenly distributed around the main sword platform in the center. With the eyesight of the profound practitioners present, just a little glance at any position of the seat, the status of any small sword platform can be seen at a glance.

Following the appearance of the profound energy barrier and the thirty judges, the number plates of the sixty disciples flashed brightly at the same time, and the penetrating shouts of the thirty judges also sounded simultaneously. In a match, 60 opponents quickly entered the sword stage, and the qualifying battle officially began.

"It has been found out that Yun Che's arena is the No. 15 sword platform, number 1505, and the next few opponents have all been explained. If they can't kill them, they can make as many moves as they can. Guarantee that if he can't survive the second game, he will lose half his life... No, maybe in the first game, he will be short of arms and legs." Fen Juebi returned to his seat and whispered in Fen Juecheng's ear.

Fen Juecheng glanced at the Sword Discourse Platform No. 15 and nodded slowly.

Yun Che's seat happened to be very close to the Sword Discourse Platform No. 15. His first match was in the fifth match. He did not immediately wait by the Sword Platform No. 15, but sat on his seat and watched silently. around the competition.

More than 500 forces, some main swords, some main knives, some main spears, some main whips... All kinds of weapons can be seen, and all kinds of profound energy attributes are even more mixed, all kinds of heavy or light , or fancy mysterious skills make people overwhelmed.

At least, Xia Yuanba already felt that two eyes were not enough.

At present, it is only the first round of the group stage, and it is also the most basic round of the entire qualifying competition, but every match at this time is an extremely luxurious showdown outside. Because the two sides in the battle are both in the Spirit Profound Realm under the age of twenty, and they are all absolute geniuses! This is a ranking battle that belongs only to top talent.

"Look! It's my sister!"

Xia Yuanba exclaimed at this moment and pointed to the No. 9 Sword Discourse Platform.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and the No. 9 Sword Discourse Platform has completed three matches. In the fourth game, Xia Qingyue, who was wearing a veil and did not show her face, appeared on the Sword Discourse Arena, which made the No. 9 Sword Discourse Platform instantly become a It became the focus of the audience... any disciple of the four major sects appeared, and it would definitely become the focus.

Opposite Xia Qingyue, a 20-year-old youth came up, but his face was very ugly, and his heart was even more bitter. He had profound strength of the fourth level of the Spirit Profound Realm, and he was also in the ninth group. Middle and upper reaches, but I didn't expect the first opponent to be someone from Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace.

But the other party was a girl who was only seventeen years old. He really couldn't bear to admit defeat, so he had to bite the bullet and draw his sword: "Han Yunzhi of the Magic Sword Sect, please enlighten me!"

The voice fell, he stepped forward, stabbed with a sword, and once shot, it was his most powerful technique "Three Lives Sword", the turbulent sword energy condensed three sword flowers, attacking Xia Qingyue in a triangular shape.

Xia Qingyue's eyes were indifferent, her footsteps did not move, facing Han Yunzhi's sword stance, she gently flicked her snow-like right hand...

call!

The cold wind blew across his face, like countless knives slicing on Han Yunzhi's face, his sword power completely disintegrated in an instant, his whole body seemed to be stuck in an extremely cold purgatory, and his limbs became extremely stiff. The posture of swinging the sword forward stagnated, not to mention continuing to swing the sword, even the fingers could hardly move.

A layer of gorgeous white frost spread from the tip of his sword to his whole body and the tips of his hair in a blink of an eye.

All the sect disciples who saw the power of Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace's "Frozen Cloud Art" for the first time were all stunned.

"I... admit... lose..." Han Yunzhi's lips trembled, and he said three words with great difficulty. He originally thought that although he was four levels apart from the other party, he could at least support five or six face-to-face encounters... but he didn't expect that he was not even qualified to meet the other party.

"Han Yunzhi of the Magic Sword Sect admits defeat, and Xia Qingyue of Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace wins!"

With the loudly pronounced sentence of the No. 9 Swordsman Platform referee, the frost on Han Yunzhi's body also disappeared. He fell to his knees on the ground. After gasping for a few breaths, he looked at Xia Qingyue in awe, his footsteps weak. walked off the Sword Discourse Platform.

Tianjian Mountain Villa, Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace, Xiao Sect, and Burning Heaven Clan are collectively called the four major sects, but they did not add another one to make up the number and call them the "five major sects". There are no sects who are qualified to make up the number. The gap between them and other sects is like the difference between clouds and mud. The background, resources, strength of the exercises... These have created the prestige of the four major sects, and also created a huge gap between them and other sects. For hundreds of years, the top ten individuals in the ranking competition have always been swept away by the disciples of the four major sects, and no disciples of other sects can break in... There is no exception.

"It's amazing... Big sister is so amazing." Xia Yuanba's eyes widened, and he didn't blink until Xia Qingyue stepped off the Sword Discourse Stage. After a while, he asked dumbly, "Brother-in-law, you Did you see that my elder sister is already so powerful...you...can you beat my elder sister?"

"Haha, of course it's impossible." Qin Wushang responded with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, your elder sister should be the core disciple that Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace has cultivated over the past few years. Such a proud daughter of the heavens is fundamentally impossible. It’s not something that our Blue Wind Profound Palace can compare to.”

Yun Che watched the game with a calm expression and did not speak.

At this time, from the No. 15 Yujian Terrace, the referee shouted loudly:

"The fifth match of the 15 groups, the Blue Wind Royal Family 'Yun Che'—yes—the Southern Region Qiongyun Sect's 'Fu Yanjie'!"