Chapter 59 The First Opponent
Gu Yan, Hong He, Fu Chen and Fan Xiao drew their test numbers relatively early, so the four of them competed before the Dragon Gate Heaven trial.
Gu Yan's opponent was Ren Nian, who ranked sixth on the Tian Di Bang. He was able to enter the Tian Di Bang and rank sixth, so his strength was naturally not weak. However, Gu Yan only used one move, just one move, to blast Ren Nian out of the arena.
One move defeats the enemy!
The disciples around him were all shocked and amazed.
And Hiro's opponent was a young man with black hair. To everyone's surprise, this young man with black hair directly admitted defeat.
The disciples around saw the situation, and they weren't too surprised. After all, Honghe was first on the Heaven and Earth List, while this young black-haired man couldn't even make it onto the list, so directly admitting defeat wasn't shameful.
Fu Chen, who possessed the Three-eyed Evil Eye, was also a strong contender on the Tian Di List, ranking ninth in Tang Cheng. However, in the end, it was Fu Chen who defeated Tang Cheng.
This result is obviously beyond the expectations of most people.
Although Fu Chen has the Three-eyed Evil Pupil, under the Dragon's aura and the ancient light of Guangmang, it appears dull. In these few months, there hasn't been any eye-catching performance, so when he defeated Tang Cheng, who is ranked ninth on the Tian Di List, everyone felt surprised.
Compared with the previous three people, the trial of the young man in black, Fan San, was nothing remarkable.
On the stage, Fan Ye fought a tough battle with his opponent and finally won narrowly.
Others may not notice, but Long Jing Tian could see that Fan Xian had concealed the vast majority of his strength. Otherwise, with his actual strength, he would have been able to easily defeat his opponent.
This guy's actual strength is absolutely stronger than San Yan Jie Tou!
Fan Qiang has always carried that huge heavy sword on his back, but since then, Fan Qiang's heavy sword has never been unsheathed.
After a while, it was finally number eighty-six's turn.
Long Jing Tian slowly walked onto the stage, standing on top of the ring.
"Long Qingtian? Ranked eighth on the Heaven and Earth List." Standing opposite Long Qingtian was a young man in white robes, holding a jade flute that emitted a cold aura.
Long Jing Tian's expression was calm: "Fifth on the Heavenly Earth List, Luo Hai."
The young man turned the jade flute in his hand and said proudly, "Not bad."
Rank 5 of the Celestial Rankings, Jade Flute Gentleman, Luo Hai.
Luo Hai was extremely famous among the inner disciples, although he wasn't as good as Hong Wu, but compared to the previous second place Yu Cheng, he wasn't inferior at all.
"Long Jing Tian, I admit that you're quite capable, but unfortunately, you ran into me in the first round. It's destined that you won't be able to get one of the ten spots for the elite disciples!" Luo Hai said with a shake of his head.
"Is it?" Long Jing Tian's face was indifferent.
"But you should thank me instead, you lost, so you don't have to worry about running into Honghe again. Otherwise, if you ran into Honghe, it wouldn't be just a simple loss." Luo Hai said with a smile on his face.
"Make your move."
Lu Hai's eyes flashed with a fierce and ruthless glint, and he smiled coldly: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless." With that, he sprang into action, his jade flute striking Long Jing Tian with a sudden burst of energy.
"The flute's lament echoes through the void!"
Only to see that his jade flute hadn't even reached the point, space suddenly shook violently, and the air burst with a "bang" sound, as if space had been shattered by him.
A chill wind emanated from his jade flute, sweeping around like a hurricane, icy and piercing to the bone.
The disciples who were watching around all took a step back in surprise.
"A chill in the air!"
"Brother Luo Hai's Ice Cold Skill has probably reached the fourth level already, and he can even condense ice cold killing energy!"
"This icy cold energy can freeze everything around, I heard that our Martial God Temple has an elder who cultivates the Ice Cold Skill, when the icy cold energy is released, it can freeze a hundred miles around!"
"I don't know if this dragon's power can withstand this icy killing intent. Generally, even the true energy of a king-level expert can't block it!"
Just as the disciples around were discussing, Long Qingtian did not retreat but instead advanced, flying up and striking a punch at Luo Hai's jade flute.
Lu Hai burst out laughing: "Long Jing Tian, I didn't think you were so foolish. Do you really think this jade flute of mine is an ordinary one? This jade flute was forged from the fusion of thousand-year-old cold-hearted iron and dozens of yin-cold stones. The yin-cold energy inside it is something that even a strong warrior at the seventh peak of Wu Wang wouldn't dare to touch!" After finishing speaking, he activated his icy cold technique to its maximum.
The power of Bing Han's killing intent increased again, and the entire arena space actually condensed into a mass of icy fog.
At this time, Long Qingtian's fist and his jade flute finally collided violently.
"Clang!" A crisp sound rang out.
Naluo Hai's smile suddenly froze on his face, because he discovered that a powerful, no, terrifying force was rebounding from the jade flute.
His entire arm throbbed with intense pain, Jade Flute flew out of his hand, and he stumbled backward.
However, just as he was retreating, a figure flashed by and Long Jing Tian appeared before him.
Long Qing Tian struck out with one palm.
In his eyes, Long Tian's palm grew larger and larger, as if the entire sky was covered by it, leaving only Long Tian in the entire world.
"Bang!"
Lu Hai only felt that his chest was like being hit by a giant mountain, and his five internal organs seemed to have been shattered. His throat was hot, and blood suddenly spurted out, then fell onto the arena, rolling continuously until it stopped at the edge of the arena.
The disciples around him suddenly fell silent, stunned in place.
All around was deathly stillness.
Even the other five disciples who were competing on the stage couldn't help but pause their offense and look over here.
Honghe, Gu Yan and others had also been paying attention to the arena match between Long Jing Tian. When they saw Luo Hai being easily knocked flying by Long Jing Tian's palm, spitting blood and smashing into the ground, Honghe's originally careless expression suddenly disappeared, his eyes shrinking fiercely.
The three-eyed evil pupil Fu Chen's throat moved slightly, while the black-shirted young man Fan Xiao furrowed his brow.
Gu Yan stood in the crowd, his expression as calm and indifferent as before.
"This Long Tian's true strength is indeed not bad, in just a few short months, he can reach this level, it seems his innate talent for cultivation is very good, no wonder the elder of Yang Qing Mountain wants to take him as a disciple!" At this time, one of the strong martial artists hosting the trial exclaimed.
"Not bad." Another strong warrior of Wu Zong also nodded in agreement.
At this time, Luo Hai, who had rolled to the edge of the stage, stood up shakily, looked at the jade flute that had been thrown far away, then turned his head and stared at Long Jing Tian, his eyes unable to conceal the fear in his heart.
"Sorry, the quota for elite disciples is already taken!" Long Jing Tian slowly walked towards the other person and said: "So, you are destined to have no relation with the elite disciples!" After finishing speaking, his figure flashed and he appeared in front of the other person.
Luo Hai was shocked and threw a double punch at Long Qingtian, but just as he did, he was slapped away by Long Qingtian's palm and fell from the stage to the ground of the square.
The waves crashed down, and the ground shook all around.
The rules of the game, fall down and lose immediately.
The game is over!
When the host of the martial arts competition announced the results, Long Jing Tian flew back down to the ground under the gaze of the surrounding disciples.
