The underground space is very large, and the ring is also divided into different areas. The periphery is all competitions with low points. Qin Lang, who just participated in this nature, is here.

Holding the token in his hand, Qin Lang walked directly towards a referee and quickly found his own ring.

"It is forbidden to maliciously and seriously injure your opponent in battle. If you lose, you can directly admit defeat." After the referee checked Qin Lang's token, he found that Qin Lang was participating in the battle for the first time, so he reminded the rules.

"Okay!" Qin Lang nodded and flashed directly on the referee's direction.

The opponent is a white monk, holding a long sword, already standing there waiting.

"You're the one who challenged me? I just challenged 90 points when I came here. I really don't know if you are stupid or stupid. I will show you how powerful I am today ..."

The opponent's voice hadn't fallen yet, a thunder sound flashed, and Qin Lang's figure had stood in front of the sword repair, and his right hand was filled with red crimson lightning, caught in the man's throat.

The crimson thunderbolt permeated, and the monk hardly had any ability to resist. The whole body was seriously injured by the thunderbolt all over the body, and there was even a burnt smell.

"The game opens ..."

The referee looked at this scene on the field and swallowed the start word.

"Long-talking pile of nonsense! How is this counted?" Qin Lang said, looking at the referee under the stage.

"This ..." The referee glanced at the monk who had been seriously injured. Although he had not announced the start, according to the regulations, the game could start directly after the two took power.

"you win!"

The monk had been seriously injured by thunder and lightning, and even if it started again, it would be meaningless.

"Come on, you arrange the next battle." Qin Lang said directly.

Although he scored forty-five points, he is still below 100% and can only find opponents below 100%.

The next battle is a slaughter.

No one can withstand Qin Lang ’s Zixiao Shenlei. He did n’t even exert much force. He only needs to use lightning flash to move closer to his opponent, and then release his own Zixiao Shenlei to win the game easily. .

After this battle continued for a few games, things about Qin Lang also spread. Many people know that a very powerful thunder monk came from the challenger of the Guancheng Division. Its strange crimson thunder is very powerful, no Man can hold a stroke in his hand.

"Most of these Mahayana monks' strength is only equivalent to that of the outside world. For Qin Lang, who has Zixiao Shenlei, it is not too easy to win." Lin Chuan looked at the game and said with ease. .

"I'm afraid that in a few more games, some people will guess that we are monks from the outside world." The step trainer said.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, some people will know, not to mention Qin Lang's battle, but also able to beat the reputation of our wooden leaves, and later it is more convenient to recruit powerful monks." Lin Chuan said indifferently.

After four games, Qin Lang's points directly exceeded a thousand, and he did not hesitate to directly challenge a very top-ranked strongman. His points have reached more than 9,800, which is only one step away.

"Muye City vs. Cyclone City."

Lin Chuan looked at the two sides of this matchup and suddenly had some interest.

When Qin Lang came on stage, there were already more monks watching around.

Whether it was just Qin Lang's performance or his challenged opponents, this battle has a lot to watch.

"In four consecutive games, each of them directly challenged the highest score in the same interval. This is a really powerful monk in the wood leaf city. At least I like this unprecedented style." Some of the onlookers said.

"Although there was a gap in the points in the same interval before, the strength gap is generally not too big. This time, it is arrogant to directly challenge people with more than 9,000 points."

"His cultivation practice seems to have such strength only in the early days of Mahayana. It seems to be related to the strange crimson thunder. I don't know whether it is the thunder he cultivated by himself, or whether he absorbed some powerful thunder."

"Cyclone City, this is a veteran opponent. The strongest presence below 10,000 points, I don't know who can win this game."

...

The voices of various discussions echoed around. Every monk sent to participate in the war will watch other people ’s games when there is no challenge. Fortunately, be prepared.

The ring has been prepared, Qin Lang's figure moved, thunder and lightning roared past, and his body appeared directly on the ring.

His opponent was a middle-aged monk in a blue shirt, and his figure turned into a whirlwind slightly, standing lightly opposite Qin Lang.

"Interestingly, it is a rare wind attribute monk. No wonder he can get more than nine thousand points." Lin Chuan's expression moved slightly.

"I remember you said that Lei Dun was restrained by the wind. This monk should have some suppression ability against Qin Lang." The step trainer laughed.

"Feng Dun did restrain Lei Dun, but Qin Lang used Zixiao Shenlei, not a concept." Lin Chuan shook his head.

The game started quickly, this time it was not Qin Lang who was the first to start, but the monk in the blue shirt.

A huge spiritual force surged out, and a huge storm suddenly blew on the ring. Faced with this terrible scene, the referee immediately activated the defensive circle on the ring to prevent the power of the spell from leaking and injuring the innocent.

The transparent light curtain enveloped the ring, which was completely wrapped in a cyan whirlwind, and the horrible hissing felt scalp numb even if it was heard by outside monks ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Qin Lang's battle In his eyes, Qin Lang used the speed of thunder and lightning to instantly get close, and then attacked with that strange thunder.

Therefore, regardless of his spiritual power, he cast his powerful spells at the first time, turning all his surroundings into storms. Under such circumstances, his speed will not be slower than that of Qin Lang, and he can also attack Qin Lang first with his spells. Suppress it completely.

He did this, and he did succeed.

However, the accident suddenly appeared at the next moment.

I saw a red light suddenly appear in the original cyan storm. This light rose in response to the storm, and the storm immediately raged across the ring. The crazy sweeping light is the red crimson fire thunder, but at this moment, the thunder is not like a thunder at all, but more like a burning flame.

It has a thunderous roar, but also a flame-like texture, accompanied by a gust of wind that swallowed the entire space in an instant.

A screaming scream broke out immediately, and the storm stopped abruptly, leaving only a figure full of crimson thunder falling from the sky and crashing on the ring.