Chapter 1335
"This time, none of the nine gods in the heaven, including me, who participated in the qualifying battle, is good at consciousness attack. Let alone the strength of this sword, his consciousness attack can indeed give us a lot of help." Long Hao said.
"In that case, Jian Wushuang..." Qing adult looked at Jian Wushuang. "You should prepare well in these three months. After three months, go to a qualifying battle with Long Hao and them, and be sure to win that qualifying battle."
"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded.
"Jian Wushuang, you have also communicated with me more in the past three months. Thank you for your understanding. When it comes to qualifying, the cooperation will be more tacit." Long Hao laughed.
"OK." Jian Wushuang didn't refuse.
The last quota has been set, and the surrounding geniuses have also dispersed.
As for that Wu Chao, he can only leave with Dong Ao in a gloomy way.
On the way back.
"The sword is unparalleled. You are so good that you never show your real strength." Wu Cang looked at the sword strangely.
"No need." Jian Wushuang shook his head, "I won't stay in the snow field all the time. I'm just a passer-by. As long as I get what I want, I'll leave. In this process, there's no need to make too much publicity. Even in the qualifying battle, if I don't need to do it, I won't do it."
"You are really low-key." Wu Cang said with a wry smile, "you can't do it now, but you have to do it in the qualifying battle. After all, in terms of strength, I'm a great genius of the celestial realm in my flying snow Taoist field. Compared with the celestial palace, it's still a bit worse. If you don't do it, there's hardly much suspense in that battle."
"Don't worry, I'm measured. When it's time to do it, I'll do it." The sword is unparalleled.
"That's good." Wu Cang didn't say any more.
In the next three months, Jian Wushuang also honestly went to communicate with Long Hao and other geniuses who participated in the qualifying battle to understand each other's strength.
Occasionally, when someone comes to him to compete, most of them will not refuse, but they never use their real strength.
He is very low-key and not publicized at all in the snow track.
The reason for this is also for his own consideration. He is worried that if his talent is too amazing, the senior management of the ski resort will use some means to make him stay in the ski resort, so he tries not to attract too many people's attention.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the 10000 year qualifying war finally kicked off.
Feixue Dojo and Jieshen Palace are the two recognized talent concentration camps of Feixue Shenguo. Naturally, the ranking war between the two is also quite impressive.
On a vast martial arts arena, countless strong people gathered here.
In the holy realm of flying snow, some big forces and families have sent strong people to watch this qualifying battle.
On the grandstand directly above the martial arts arena, two throne stands side by side, and one person sits on the throne respectively.
One of the two people was an old man with fiery red robes and red hair. The old man's face was plain, but he was not angry. From him, there was a breath of extreme violence. Sitting there, he gave the unparalleled feeling of the sword as if it were a flame that could burn everything in the world.
Another person, with exquisite black hair and a cold face, has a black light shining in his eyes, just like a gem. Sitting there, his whole person is like a dark vortex, boundless and unfathomable.
"How terrible!"
"What a terrible pair."
Jian Wushuang stood in the crowd and couldn't help looking up at the two people, but he couldn't help raising a trace of horror in his heart.
"The strength of the breath of those two people is far beyond the comparison of the world God. Not surprisingly, they are already above the world God!" Jian Wushuang murmured.
"Indeed." In jianwushuang's body, the Gu king also said, "these two people have gone beyond the realm of gods and reached a new level. That level in the eternal chaotic world, even in the core of the top ten holy places of cultivation, has already belonged to the real strong, but it is not powerful. Compared with King Luo Zhen and the founder of the star vein, it is still too far away."
"Even if it's not powerful, it's a blow to kill me." Jian Wushuang laughed at himself.
"The sword is unparalleled."
Wu Cang, standing next to jianwushuang, opened his mouth, pointed to the cold man who was like a dark vortex on the stand, and said, "that is the owner of the silent hall. Among the strong people I know, only he has been to the top ten holy places of cultivation, and only he knows how to get there."
"Is he the owner of the silent hall?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.
On the stand, the owner of the silent hall was talking casually with the fiery red haired old man from the divine palace.
"Master Ji, our holy palace has stayed and won five qualifying battles. If we win this one again, there will be no need to carry out qualifying battles in the future. It's meaningless at all. You are no longer qualified to be the opponent of our holy palace." The red haired old man said indifferently.
"Not qualified to be an opponent? How dare you say!" The silent hall owner's voice was cold, "this qualifying battle, I'm going to win in the ski resort."
"Looking at you, you seem very confident?" The red haired old man laughed.
"Of course." The owner of the hall looked confident.
"Last time you were so confident, but in the last three qualifying games, you failed to win even one in Feixue track, and this time... Hehe!" The fiery red haired old man smiled faintly, and the irony between words can be heard by individuals.
"Hum, if I can't win this time, I'll kill all the deacons in the ski resort!" The owner of the silent hall was as murderous as a rainbow. Then he glanced at the first deacon beside him, young adult, and ordered, "go and call all the deacons in gold in my flying snow ashram."
"Yes." Mr. Qing answered, and then he conveyed the order.
"The sword is unparalleled. The owner of the silence hall told us to go there. Go to Long Hao and get ready as soon as possible." Wu Cang said.
"OK." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.
Soon, this highly anticipated qualifying battle officially began.
The three qualifying battles started from the highland of the realm. In this first qualifying battle, those triple gods appeared.
Both the Feixue Daochang and the jieshengong sent ten triple celestial gods to fight, and a total of twenty triple celestial gods soon came to the center of the martial arts arena.
There, there is a huge space wormhole.
"Let's start!"
As soon as the owner of the silent hall on the stand waved his hand, the triple gods of the snow flying ashram and the divine palace immediately stepped directly into the wormhole of the space.
"In that case, Jian Wushuang..." Qing adult looked at Jian Wushuang. "You should prepare well in these three months. After three months, go to a qualifying battle with Long Hao and them, and be sure to win that qualifying battle."
"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded.
"Jian Wushuang, you have also communicated with me more in the past three months. Thank you for your understanding. When it comes to qualifying, the cooperation will be more tacit." Long Hao laughed.
"OK." Jian Wushuang didn't refuse.
The last quota has been set, and the surrounding geniuses have also dispersed.
As for that Wu Chao, he can only leave with Dong Ao in a gloomy way.
On the way back.
"The sword is unparalleled. You are so good that you never show your real strength." Wu Cang looked at the sword strangely.
"No need." Jian Wushuang shook his head, "I won't stay in the snow field all the time. I'm just a passer-by. As long as I get what I want, I'll leave. In this process, there's no need to make too much publicity. Even in the qualifying battle, if I don't need to do it, I won't do it."
"You are really low-key." Wu Cang said with a wry smile, "you can't do it now, but you have to do it in the qualifying battle. After all, in terms of strength, I'm a great genius of the celestial realm in my flying snow Taoist field. Compared with the celestial palace, it's still a bit worse. If you don't do it, there's hardly much suspense in that battle."
"Don't worry, I'm measured. When it's time to do it, I'll do it." The sword is unparalleled.
"That's good." Wu Cang didn't say any more.
In the next three months, Jian Wushuang also honestly went to communicate with Long Hao and other geniuses who participated in the qualifying battle to understand each other's strength.
Occasionally, when someone comes to him to compete, most of them will not refuse, but they never use their real strength.
He is very low-key and not publicized at all in the snow track.
The reason for this is also for his own consideration. He is worried that if his talent is too amazing, the senior management of the ski resort will use some means to make him stay in the ski resort, so he tries not to attract too many people's attention.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the 10000 year qualifying war finally kicked off.
Feixue Dojo and Jieshen Palace are the two recognized talent concentration camps of Feixue Shenguo. Naturally, the ranking war between the two is also quite impressive.
On a vast martial arts arena, countless strong people gathered here.
In the holy realm of flying snow, some big forces and families have sent strong people to watch this qualifying battle.
On the grandstand directly above the martial arts arena, two throne stands side by side, and one person sits on the throne respectively.
One of the two people was an old man with fiery red robes and red hair. The old man's face was plain, but he was not angry. From him, there was a breath of extreme violence. Sitting there, he gave the unparalleled feeling of the sword as if it were a flame that could burn everything in the world.
Another person, with exquisite black hair and a cold face, has a black light shining in his eyes, just like a gem. Sitting there, his whole person is like a dark vortex, boundless and unfathomable.
"How terrible!"
"What a terrible pair."
Jian Wushuang stood in the crowd and couldn't help looking up at the two people, but he couldn't help raising a trace of horror in his heart.
"The strength of the breath of those two people is far beyond the comparison of the world God. Not surprisingly, they are already above the world God!" Jian Wushuang murmured.
"Indeed." In jianwushuang's body, the Gu king also said, "these two people have gone beyond the realm of gods and reached a new level. That level in the eternal chaotic world, even in the core of the top ten holy places of cultivation, has already belonged to the real strong, but it is not powerful. Compared with King Luo Zhen and the founder of the star vein, it is still too far away."
"Even if it's not powerful, it's a blow to kill me." Jian Wushuang laughed at himself.
"The sword is unparalleled."
Wu Cang, standing next to jianwushuang, opened his mouth, pointed to the cold man who was like a dark vortex on the stand, and said, "that is the owner of the silent hall. Among the strong people I know, only he has been to the top ten holy places of cultivation, and only he knows how to get there."
"Is he the owner of the silent hall?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.
On the stand, the owner of the silent hall was talking casually with the fiery red haired old man from the divine palace.
"Master Ji, our holy palace has stayed and won five qualifying battles. If we win this one again, there will be no need to carry out qualifying battles in the future. It's meaningless at all. You are no longer qualified to be the opponent of our holy palace." The red haired old man said indifferently.
"Not qualified to be an opponent? How dare you say!" The silent hall owner's voice was cold, "this qualifying battle, I'm going to win in the ski resort."
"Looking at you, you seem very confident?" The red haired old man laughed.
"Of course." The owner of the hall looked confident.
"Last time you were so confident, but in the last three qualifying games, you failed to win even one in Feixue track, and this time... Hehe!" The fiery red haired old man smiled faintly, and the irony between words can be heard by individuals.
"Hum, if I can't win this time, I'll kill all the deacons in the ski resort!" The owner of the silent hall was as murderous as a rainbow. Then he glanced at the first deacon beside him, young adult, and ordered, "go and call all the deacons in gold in my flying snow ashram."
"Yes." Mr. Qing answered, and then he conveyed the order.
"The sword is unparalleled. The owner of the silence hall told us to go there. Go to Long Hao and get ready as soon as possible." Wu Cang said.
"OK." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.
Soon, this highly anticipated qualifying battle officially began.
The three qualifying battles started from the highland of the realm. In this first qualifying battle, those triple gods appeared.
Both the Feixue Daochang and the jieshengong sent ten triple celestial gods to fight, and a total of twenty triple celestial gods soon came to the center of the martial arts arena.
There, there is a huge space wormhole.
"Let's start!"
As soon as the owner of the silent hall on the stand waved his hand, the triple gods of the snow flying ashram and the divine palace immediately stepped directly into the wormhole of the space.