Invincible Bloodline

Four hundred and eighty Mystic Iron Tokens turned into rays of light and landed in the hands of the four hundred and eighty people. These Mystic Iron Tokens seemed to have a mind of their own as they accurately found their owners, causing the geniuses to click their tongues in wonder!    

At this moment. . .    

"Alright, all the geniuses have gotten their respective identity tokens. Now, please leave Central Ring!!!" While they were talking, Gold Robe Deacon, who was high up in the sky, waved his hand and put away the remaining 2,640 Darksteel tokens.    

As soon as the 480 geniuses left the Central Ring, they saw dazzling Seven-colored Divine Light bursting out from the Central Ring, soaring into the sky. In an instant, numbers appeared on the square arena.    

"Battle Stage Number One!!"    

"Ring Two!!"    

"Battle Ring # 3!!!"    

. . .    

"Arena number one hundred and fifty!!!"    

"Battle ring one hundred and fifty-one!!!"    

"One hundred and fifty Ring Two!!!"    

. . .    

"Now, all those who have advanced will enter the corresponding arena according to their respective identity tokens. They will enter groups of two and proceed with the Arena Match. The winner will advance and the loser will be eliminated!!!" Gold Robe Deacon and Fang Hao spoke in a clear voice once again.    

In the next moment. . .    

Fang Hao's figure flashed and entered the Heterospatial Space. In an instant, dozens of Suppress Martial Lord stood up to greet him. Similarly, there were also differences between Suppress Martial Lord and Suppress Martial Lord. Fang Hao was undoubtedly one of the top existences among them. Even some Unparalleled King had to give him some face.    

Below the arena.    

"What? Using my identity token to enter all the arenas?" A trace of confusion flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. He didn't know what Fang Hao meant. In fact, Yang Fann wasn't the only one who was confused. The other geniuses weren't any better either. Apart from their names, there was no other information about the origin of the Sect. They didn't even have a number, so what kind of standard did they use to enter the arena? Could it be that they could casually go up to the arena and fight in pairs?    

Right at this moment. . .    

The Darksteel Tokens in the hands of the geniuses actually made a sound. . .    

"The Third Prince of Darkhan Dynasty, Liu Chan, versus Ma Cheng from the Scorching Sun Sect of the Grand Sui Dynasty. Both parties, please enter the third ring!!"    

"Eighth Prince of the Great Qi Dynasty versus Ma Cheng! The sixth prince of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ye, invites both of you to enter the eighth ring! "    

"The Great Yan Dynasty King, Yan Hui Sect, Xie Shu! To battle the Great Song Dynasty's Jia Clan's Jia Ming, invites both parties to enter the 28th arena!!! "    

. . .    

" Grand Princess Li Xianning of Great Tang Dynasty versus the Ninth Prince of the Great Wei Dynasty, Wei Zheng. Both parties are invited to the 96th arena!! "    

"Jun Haoran of Seven Stars Sect of Great Tang Dynasty versus Zhuge Tianya of Marquess Prefecture in Great Ming Dynasty. Please enter the one hundred and sixty-fifth ring!"    

"Great Tang Dynasty versus Great Qing Dynasty's Crown Prince's Junior Guardian, please enter the 23rd arena!"    

. . .    

"I didn't expect this Black Iron Token to have such a wonderful use. How interesting. Great Qing Dynasty's Shao Bao, is this my first opponent?" Yang Fann's eyes narrowed, flashing with a bright light.    

In the next moment. . .    

Yang Fann's figure flashed and turned into a ray of light. He went straight to the 23rd ring.    

At this moment, on the ring. . . A burly man wearing a long golden robe was standing there. He wore a silver cloak that could reach the ground, and a purple-gold belt that represented authority was tied around his waist. The Spiritual Energy on his body was surging. He was a peak Martial Master. His aura was like a demon king that had descended from the heavens, and the surrounding air currents. . . Trembling sounds could be heard, as if he was kowtowing to the demon king!    

"Sixth level Martial Master, is this my first opponent? Looks like my luck is pretty good!" At this moment. . . In the central Martial Arena, there was no need to talk about Martial Sect Expert. Even Suppress Martial Lord had a lot of Top Martial Marquiss. The Hidden Spirit Jades that could only stop Top Martial Marquis's investigation had become useless. Fortunately, Yang Fann didn't wear them anymore, so he only gave them a glance. Ou Bai had already seen through Yang Fann's' truth '. In an instant, He had won against this brat. If he won another round, he would be able to enter the ranks of the Cyan Cloud Ranking. Thinking about it made him feel a little excited.    

In the next moment. . .    

Ou Bai looked down at Yang Fann from above, like a god looking down at the sky, and said, "Kid, I really don't know where you got your confidence from, daring to offend Prince Liu Xiu. However, you are quite lucky to be the first one to meet me. It's not too late to admit defeat now, I don't want to kill anyone today!"    

Below the arena, in the spectating stands of the participating disciples, Great Qin Empire was quite considerate. Not far away from the arena, a large number of seats were reserved for the participants to rest.    

"What the f * ck! Where did this idiot come from? How dare he speak to Junior Brother Yang Fann like this? Who does he think he is? The Crown Prince, Ying Zheng, or Warlord, Meng Yi?" Chi Jiuxiao, who had just woken up not long ago, rolled his eyes speechlessly as he looked at the man who spoke frankly and confidently.    

This Tao Bai was only slightly better than him. Even Chu Longfei, who was a quasi-third grade genius, was inferior to him. He really couldn't figure out where his confidence came from!    

At that moment!    

"Even a weakling dares to be impudent in front of me!" Yang Fann's expression turned cold. In this era, every dog and dog dared to behave atrociously in front of him. Didn't he see that he didn't even sweat in the elimination match?    

"Get lost!!"    

The word get lost was like the furious roars of tens of millions of people. Countless savage Giant Beasts were roaring, and billions of volcanoes were erupting!!    

"Boom!" Boom!" Boom!" . . .    

The sound waves spread and the Human-shaped Real Hou swept through everything. Ripples appeared in the air as if ten thousand beasts were galloping and destroying everything!!    

In the next moment. . .    

"Bang! Bang!" Bang!" . . .    

The surrounding space cracked like glass. This was not the outside world. Every small arena in Central Ring was protected by layers of restrictions set up by the array masters of Great Qin Empire. Even a low level Martial Sect Expert would not be able to break the surrounding space with his ultimate skill. The power of the roar was terrifying!    

The Crown Prince of Great Qing Dynasty, Shao Bao, had already fallen on the arena. Blood was flowing out from his seven orifices, and his body was cracking. He was twitching irregularly. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead!    

"Hehe. . . Brother Yang Fann is Brother Yang Fann, as powerful as ever!!" Everyone in Great Tang Dynasty had already witnessed Yang Fann's inhuman combat strength, so they weren't surprised by it. A mere first bow, even Xia Yu and Mo Li were far inferior to him. To think that he would dare to provoke Yang Fann, it was simply as if he didn't know the meaning of death.    

However, to those Spectator who didn't know about Yang Fann's background, it was a little shocking. The fact that Ou Bai was able to pass the elimination round showed how strong he was. His combat strength was comparable to some Top Martial Marquis. He wasn't much weaker than the others, but he was shouted at by someone so coldly that it was hard to tell whether he was alive or dead. This combat strength, even if it was in the third grade of the monster. . . There shouldn't be many people who could possess it, right?    

How old was he? It seemed like he had yet to reach the top!    

Of course, there were only a few people who paid attention to Yang Fann. It didn't cause much of a stir. To most of the Spectator, the Crown Prince, Ying Zheng, and The Eight Great Evildoers were the absolute core of the finals. What the hell was Yang Fann? He was just a nobody!    

In Heterospatial Space.    

"Brother Ying, according to the legends, your son has already touched upon the true meaning of Profound Meaning. It seemed like the rumors weren't necessary. This year's The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky. . . I'm afraid the position of the champion will once again belong to the Great Qin Empire!" The person who spoke. His white clothes were as white as snow, and his entire body was spotless. His temperament was like Sword Immortal who had descended from the heavens, and his Sword Qi could travel 90,000 miles. A sword light illuminated the 19 Continents, and in his eyes. . . In his eyes, there was a flash of sword light, as if there was a look in his eyes. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

Xie Xiaofeng - one of the Silver Robed Deacon of the Holy Ji Academy. He was also the head examiner for the preliminary round of Great Qin Empire.    

The person called Brother Ying was about forty years old. He had a handsome face and an extraordinary aura. He wore a Five-clawed Golden Dragon robe and a golden dragon crown on his head. He had a proud expression on his face and was surrounded by divine light. A golden dragon flashed in his eyes. As he sat there casually, the surroundings became silent. Every movement he made was full of dignity, making people bow to him.    

This man was none other than the current emperor of Great Qin Empire - Ying Yuan.    

"Brother Xie, this little kid has achieved so much. Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!" That was what he said. However, the pride and confidence on his face could not be concealed no matter what. He was already at the Perfection Sword Intent when he was in his early thirties, and he had even grasped a trace of the true meaning of Profound Meaning. Not to mention the South Mountain Domain, even in the most powerful domain of the North Wasteland - the Heavenly Desolate Domain. . . Heaven's Pride was a first-class expert. This time, in the The Battle Of The Proclamation Of Azure Sky. . . Ying Zheng had recognized the number two genius, who would dare to claim the number one genius?    

. . .    

Battle Ring 213.    

After Yang Fann roared and destroyed the so-called Crown Prince's Junior Guardian, his figure flashed and he arrived at the Great Tang Dynasty's camp. He then sat down next to Chi Jiuxiao.    

"Little bastard, no wonder you dare to oppose me. You do have some tricks up your sleeve!" Just as he sat down, a gloomy voice came from not far away. It was the burly Crown Prince Liu Xiu, his opponent. He was just an ordinary Fourth Grade genius, and with a casual strike. . . After that, he saw Yang Fann roaring and exploding the first bow. "But this is for the best. Before meeting me. . . Little bastard, you better not be eliminated by anyone!"    

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