Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 3759: Start, station 3

Eighteen huge battle platforms are suspended in the air.

The battle platform is very huge. The battle platform is black, as if cast from a strange metal. There are many runes on it, full of weight, and it seems indestructible.

"The rules of the second round, first, I will break up the people from the 18 forces and spread them on the 18 battle platforms, each with 16 people!"

"These sixteen players will take turns to play against each other. Everyone will fight with the other fifteen players. Finally, the four with the best performance on each platform will be promoted!"

"Those who advance, each will get one hundred points, those who do not advance, no points!"

"Finally, there will be seventy-two people who will be promoted on the eighteen battlefields. These seventy-two people will fight in pairs. In the end, the strongest nine will be determined. These nine people, and then Take turns to play against each other and decide on a specific ranking!"

The leader of Tianhong continued to announce.

No one was surprised. They knew this rule a long time ago.

This is the most classic ring game rule and the fairest.

Many power competitions will adopt this rule.

Lu Ming has seen many such rules along the way.

Furthermore, more and more points were gained as the war went to the back.

Promoted to the 72nd place, each with 100 points.

Then compete in pairs and advance to thirty-six places, each of whom will receive two hundred points.

Thirty-six people enter 18 and each will get 300 points.

Eighteen into nine, each person can get five hundred points.

A force, as more people rush to the back, the more points it will get.

Once you become the top three, there will be additional rewards, so a top talent will get amazing points along the way.

"Now, I will start roll call, assign your battle platform, battle platform one, Wuhan University, Yao Lin..."

"Battle Platform Two..."

"Battle Platform Three, Mu Yun..."

.......

The leader of Tianhong, read out a string of names, and assigned everyone to eighteen battle platforms.

If you read the name, go to the corresponding battle platform, and Lu Ming is assigned to battle platform 3.

Soon, the assignment is complete.

Lu Ming glanced away, and he knew it in his heart.

Eighteen strengths, each with 16 people, are assigned to 18 battle platforms, and there is almost no duplication.

There is only one person from the same battle platform and the same power. This is also for fairness, so that everyone who competes can go all out.

Whhhhhhhh!

The figure flickered, and a figure appeared on every battle platform.

These are the elders from various forces who act as referees.

The one on the third battle platform is a middle-aged man with green hair.

"My name is Liu Feichuang and I am the referee on the third battle platform. Next, I will arrange your duel. In this duel, you will only win or lose, regardless of life or death, so if you feel invincible, you'd better concede as soon as possible. , If you don’t admit defeat, get killed or injured, you are responsible for yourself, do you understand?"

Liu Fei wore and drank.

"Understood!" Lu Ming and others replied,

"Okay, the first game, Mu Yun, Zong Fei, come up!"

Liu Feizhuan gave a soft sigh.

"The first one, is it my turn?"

Lu Ming was taken aback for a moment, but it didn't matter.

Anyway, I have to fight against 15 other people, in the morning and evening, it's the same.

Stepped out and landed on the battle platform.

On the other side, a burly young man also fell on the battle platform, named Zong Fei.

Zong Fei swept away Lu Ming's gaze, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

"Five gods? I advise you to give up, lest you look for abuse!"

Zong Fei smiled lightly, a powerful aura permeating his body.

Shenjun has six levels, one level higher than Lu Ming.

Although there is no shortage of Tianjiao who can leapfrog in this world, he is a Tianjiao himself. Even if Lu Ming can leapfrog in World War II, he will not be able to overcome him.

So, when he saw that Lu Ming had only the five-layer gods, he was very relaxed.

"This sentence is what I want to give to you. I feel that I admit defeat, and I will hurt my face, which will affect the next game!"

Lu Ming said.

"Hehe, your mouth is very hard, I don't know if your strength is so hard, it depends on the trick!"

Zong Fei yelled and stepped on the battle platform. Amidst the roar of the battle platform, his burly body rushed towards Lu Ming and punched Lu Ming.

"Fengshen legs!"

Lu Ming thought about it and kicked it out.

In the soles of his feet, at least dozens of leg-like secret techniques were integrated. Once activated, it swept toward Zong Fei at an astonishing speed like a whirlwind.

Later send first!

Touch!

Lu Ming kicked Zong Fei’s face. Zong Fei screamed and flew backwards faster than he pounced. He flew directly out of the battle platform and fell towards the square below. Fell on the ground, vomiting blood.

Stunned!

Zong Fei was completely confused, his head buzzing non-stop, his eyes white.

"Um!"

The people on the third battle platform, and some people who noticed here, were also a little dazed. Unexpectedly, the two of them could decide the winner in an instant.

Moreover, the five-fold man of the gods wins.

"Hmm!"

The head of Wang nodded. He had no surprises for Lu Ming's victory.

As for the Zongmen where Zong Fei was located, a master snorted coldly, and took a few more glances at Lu Ming, somewhat unhappy.

Tianjiao, who is also on the third battle platform, couldn't help but look at Lu Ming a few times~IndoMTL.com~Some people have serious eyes, some have indifferent expressions, and some people disdain...

On other battlefields, there are also a few people paying attention to this side.

Like Han Feng, Qi Ping is a person.

They hated Lu Ming very much. On their side, before it was their turn to play, they found out that Lu Ming was playing on the third battle platform. They naturally looked over here, wanting to see how Lu Ming was suppressed. .

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming would defeat his opponent with one move.

"Some strength, no wonder it's so arrogant, but it's just that, after all, it's just a five-fold god..."

Han Feng snorted coldly in his heart.

He didn't see Lu Ming being abused, and he was even more upset.

Qi Ping also feels like this.

"On the third battle platform, there are a few people who are very strong, let's see when this kid can be proud of it!"

Qi Ping thought coldly.

"Mu Yunsheng!"

Liu Feichuang also looked at Lu Ming a few more times and announced Lu Ming's victory.

Lu Ming withdrew from the battlefield, and Liu Feichuang announced the duel of the next group.

The game continues.

On the third battle platform, there was only one person, which attracted Lu Ming's attention.

Because this person has a stronger cultivation base and reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm, he is a talented person from a powerful race and is a foreign aid invited by a force.

He solved the opponent with a very easy move.

As for the rest, Jiu Zhong, the highest talent, did not arouse Lu Ming's interest.

Soon, eighteen people, nine groups of competitions are over.

"Mu Yun, charge, come on stage for a battle!"

Liu Feichuang called Lu Ming's name again.

Lu Ming stepped onto the battle platform, and at the same time, another youth also stepped onto the battle platform.

This is a young man wearing wings. As soon as he took the stage, his body suddenly became bigger and transformed into its original form, a giant bird.

No, it should be a primitive god.