Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Although the benefits of gambling were astonishing and attractive, it was still outside of the sect. Compared to the Five Sects Competition, it was just some supplementary entertainment.    

As they approached the opening of the Five Sects Competition, more and more people gathered around the Stellar Battle Platform, waiting to watch the intense fighting.    

After Ao Lingchen and Qing Chen had a small conflict with Wang Chuan in the casino, they quickly left and followed the flow of people to the Stellar Battle Platform.    

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Stellar Battle Platform was hot. Discussions were everywhere. Numerous fierce and fanatical gazes were gathered on Ao Lingchen and the other people who had advanced into the top 25.    

The intense battle was about to begin. The champion was also born among them. They had put in a lot of chips, and the anticipation in their hearts was also soaring.    

"Twenty-five to make it into the top 10. Those who are unlucky will need to fight two rounds. This isn't easy to deal with."    

Among the noisy crowd, Qing Chen said in a cold voice.    

The top ten battles were very simple. Twenty-five people would draw lots to fight one by one. The lucky one would take a turn in the air. When the twelve people were decided, ... These twelve people would draw lots again, and those who were unlucky would draw lots to compete with those who were unlucky. The three who won in the end would be promoted again, and the top ten would be chosen.    

Under such rules, if one could become the luckiest person, the chances of him getting promoted in the first round of the competition would be very high.    

It was very simple.    

The first round of the competition was to go all out and consume a large amount of strength. One would also be seriously injured in the intense battle. This way, if one's luck was bad and they were selected, they would need to undergo the second round of the competition. That way, they might be able to fight against the person who was in the first round of the competition.    

Just think about it, if one's strength was equivalent to that of a person who was heavily injured and consumed a large amount of strength, how could one fight against an opponent in his peak state?    

This rule was very unfair. However, in the words of the Saint Asura Sect Expert, this was the will of the heavens, and luck was also a part of one's strength.    

Why were some people born in a great sect and obtained a large amount of cultivation resources? Even if they didn't have to put their lives on the line, they could still quickly improve their cultivation, and become an existence that countless people looked up to and admired.    

However, some people were born in Humble Class, and after going through so much hardship, they were unable to catch up to them in the end.    

This was fate, and this was luck.    

Therefore, luck was also a part of one's strength.    

"No one is weak enough to make it into the top 25. Among them, Zhou Yong, Wang Chuan, Xia Yuhee and the others are the strongest. If you are up against them, you must be careful."    

Qing Chen's eyes sparkled. He looked sharply at the person he mentioned in the crowd.    

As his eyes fell, there was obviously an empty space next to the people he saw. No matter how crowded the area was, no one dared to approach.    

This was the privilege of the strong. Even if they did not say anything, when facing them, the others would consciously stay away from them.    

Ao Lingchen's expression was indifferent. He raised his head and stared at them. "Even a lion uses its full strength when fighting a rabbit, let alone a group of jackals, tigers, and leopards. No matter what, I won't underestimate my opponent."    

Even though Qing Chen didn't mention it, Ao Lingchen still attached great importance to those who could become his opponent. He knew very well that no one who could stand until now was weak. How much more secrets did they have? Before they could use it... No one knew.    

Under such circumstances, how could he possibly look down on these people?    

As he spoke, the corners of Ao Lingchen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat brilliant smile. He nodded towards the front.    

He saw Xia Yuhee, who was standing opposite him, staring at him with her big watery eyes.    

Ao Lingchen still held Xia Yuhee in high regard, not because she looked like a Heavenly Immortal, but because of her strength and comprehension ability.    

Back in Glorious Sun Battle King's inheritance, her comprehension time was the same as his. If it wasn't for the Nine-floored Tower completely absorbing the energy of the inheritance land, the inheritance stone would have completely collapsed. Perhaps, she could still comprehend it.    

After obtaining the inheritance of the Origin Technique, Ao Lingchen knew very well that the longer one comprehended in the land of inheritance, the stronger one's comprehension ability would be. Compared to Tianfeng Prince, Wang Chuan was the only one who could match up to him.    

"I'm afraid that everyone here has underestimated the inheritor of the flower in Hundred Flowers Palace. I'm afraid that she is also a 1.8 or 1.9."    

Ao Lingchen thought to himself. He was very curious about Xia Yuhee.    

"Boom!"    

All of a sudden, like a sudden clap of thunder, an explosive sound was heard. A dazzling starlight appeared out of nowhere and hovered above the square. Twelve shadows were suspended above.    

This scene gave people the feeling of a celestial being descending to the mortal world, and it was extremely mystical.    

"It's finally here."    

Ao Lingchen raised his head and looked at the nebula and shadow that appeared out of thin air. He slightly narrowed his eyes. The combat intent on his body lingered around him like a volcano that was about to erupt.    

"The top 25 contestants, get on the stage now!"    

A voice that was as vigorous as spring thunder resounded in the sky and spread throughout the entire square.    

"Whoosh!"    

"Whoosh!"    

Almost at the same time that the sound of spring thunder spread out, numerous figures emitting powerful energy soared into the sky from the crowd and instantly landed on the fighting stage that was illuminated by starlight.    

The Five Sects Competition had finally reached this stage, and no one was willing to fall behind.    

When the 25 people landed on the Stellar Battle Platform, a strong and chaotic aura emerged. Fighting intent rose from their bodies and soared into the sky, emitting a monstrous murderous aura. They violently clashed in the sky. One could vaguely see dark lightning flashing above their heads from time to time.    

They did not make a move, but their auras had already collided and exchanged blows. No one was willing to be outdone.    

Among them, the one with the fiercest Qi was Zhou Yong. The rotting Qi on his body stood out like a crane among chickens.    

The strength of the twenty-five people on the fighting stage was extremely powerful. It could be said that they had gathered the most outstanding geniuses of the Desolate Domain. Even Half Step Martial King warriors couldn't match their Qi when they clashed against each other. It even surpassed the Qi emitted by the leaders of the various sects.    

Of course, this was only their momentum. If they were to really fight each other, even if the twenty-five of them joined forces, they would still be no match for them.    

A king was a king after all. It wasn't something a group of Peak of Martial Sect Stage warriors could fight against. If there were too many ants, they could kill an elephant, but there was a prerequisite that the elephant didn't fight back.    

"Next, read out the rules of the top ten competition."    

"The top ten fights are very simple. You twenty-five will draw lots first. There are 24 white balls in the box, each ball has a number written on it. From 1 to 24, the rules are the same: 1 against 24. According to these rules, we'll draw lots and fight them one by one. "    

"Besides the 24 white balls, there's another red ball, the Promotion Ball. The winner will take turns, and when the top 12 are decided, the winner will be the winner. These 12 people will draw lots again, and the unlucky 5 people will be selected to compete with the person who takes the wheel. The three who have won will be promoted again and the top ten will be selected. "    

"Do you have any objections?"    

The vigorous and powerful voice of the Saint Asura Sect Expert rang out. It lingered on the square and clearly entered everyone's ears.    

"No!"    

The unfair rules made it impossible for people to refute them.    

"Since you don't have any, let's start drawing lots. I hereby announce that the top ten battles will begin now!"