"Heaven's way, Nirvana." Linghu Jue shouted angrily in shock, and Sisi's pained groan had already made him a little angry. The whole body's fighting energy converged with the Black Dragon Spear, and the body shrank into a ball in an instant. The first three of the Beidou Seven Styles rolled out wildly. The cold black gun energy cleared the surrounding air in an instant, rolling and roaring everywhere. , and there is endless and heavy pressure! The ones attacking from the two sides were shadow puppets refined by Ao Shi's split shadow. Their realm was slightly weaker. Although they barely blocked the first round of attacks, they were knocked away by the second Nirvana attack. Ao Shi saw this opportunity, and his figure was like lightning. He appeared in front of Linghu Jue in a flash, and a cunning but extremely sharp arc struck down. "Admit defeat." He said, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. This smile was a little proud and a little proud. In his opinion, there was absolutely no way Linghu could escape this knife. But when his eyes came into contact with Linghu Jue's pupils, the trace of pride turned into horror, because in those pupils, he saw a piece of black that was chilling to the bottom of his heart and filled with endless death. The death stare. The well-informed Ao Shi instantly recognized this fatal magical power, but what would happen if he recognized it? The two sides were almost within breath distance. Black light entered the body, and Aoshi's eyes instantly lost their sparkle, becoming dim and depressed. The tip of the spear was coldly pressed against Ao Shi's throat. Linghu Jue put away the elf armor. The coldness on his lips remained the same, and he looked at Ao Shi with a solemn look. "I lost." Ao Shi shrugged slightly, mocking himself as the stiffening effect faded. Quickly putting away the Black Dragon Spear, Linghu Jue glanced at Ao Shi deeply. for this opponent. He paid enough attention. If he hadn't gotten a little impatient in the end, it's still unclear who would win. Aoshi also admits that his defeat is not unjust. At his age, to be able to reach such a state, his mind has been honed for a long time and is extremely firm. After a brief period of frustration, he regained his composure and said with a meaningful glance, "I will remember you, Linghu Jue. I will definitely not be defeated again next time." After saying that, he stepped forward and walked away into the wind, returning to in its original position. The two people fighting did not have much emotion. On the contrary, the onlookers felt very uncomfortable. No matter which one of these two people, let alone them, even an ordinary king might not be able to beat them. Catwoman Li Si has already lost her sight. The huge tremor in her soul could be felt from her shocked expression, and she only understood it now. Why has Sister Ying always spoken so highly of Linghu Jue? Taking advantage of this gap, Linghu Jue sat down cross-legged on the stage. The stab wounds from his neck to his chest were not intrusive. What worried him was that the magic power and fighting spirit in his body were no longer lower than the third level at their peak. "Sisi, how are you?" While concentrating on regaining his breath, Linghu Jue flashed a thought on the spiritual platform. "It's okay. Brother Ajue." Sisi said slightly weakly. As an elemental spirit, her ability to heal herself is far beyond that of ordinary people. Linghu Jue was of course aware of Sisi's situation. He just asked out of concern and continued with some curiosity: "What exactly is that shadow puppet?" He had seen many puppets, including Yin who was at the king level. Puppet warrior, but compared with the shadow puppet just now, the puppets he had seen before were simply scum. This is not to say how powerful the shadow puppet is, but it is too lifelike and can hide in the void. Sisi was about to say this when she immediately added: "The shadow puppet is the biggest secret of the shadow clan. It is said that the powerful shadow assassin peels off his own shadow before he is reincarnated, and then uses a unique secret method and material to make it. It is extremely Rare. This person actually has two shadow puppets, which shows his high status in the Shadow Clan. Brother Ah Jue, be careful when you meet him in the future." Linghu Jue sighed in sympathy, and his intuition told him, Aoshi should have a trump card that has not yet been revealed, otherwise, no matter how determined his mind is, he would not be defeated so freely. As if thinking for a while, Sisi said with some fear: "There should be no such strong opponents in the future, right?" Linghu Jue thought for a moment and said softly: "There will be no weak ones anymore." Sisi I didn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it for a while, I realized what it meant. Also, a strong opponent like Aoshi has given up, so why would a weak one have the nerve to play? Those who dare to take the field must think that they are no weaker than Aoshi. What to do? She was a little uneasy. Linghu Jue was also a little nervous. To be honest, before going on stage, he did not expect that his opponent would be so strong. One Xueqiu and one Aoshi had forced him to use almost all his means. It seems that as a last resort, Lie Yan can only be allowed to appear! He was calculating to himself, and while recovering his magic power, he was waiting for the next opponent to appear. But at this moment, there was silence all around, and Linghu Jue's strength had been deeply imprinted on everyone's heart. Although they all knew that Linghu Jue should be at the end of his strength now, if he came on stage at this time?It is very possible to win, but is such a victory useful? I'm afraid it will only make people laugh. After all, who can finally go to the Golden Thunder Secret Realm is decided by the referees and elders who are watching in secret. Except for sporadic whispers, there was total silence. But inside the boulder, it was extremely lively. Five referee elders had gathered together and started a heated discussion about Linghu Jue. "In my opinion, this competition should end here." The one who spoke was a middle-aged king with bright eyes. His naked tiger body was covered with leather armor engraved with runes. His name was Jing Ren. He is the wild-level king of the Mengjia Clan. After blinking, Meng De, who was sitting next to him, said slightly coldly: "Is that kid a human race?" Jing Ren said arrogantly: "So what? Brother Meng De, now is not the time for you to be in the Qingdao League. Well, the strongest is respected in the Battle of the Dragon Platform, which is an eternal truth." He accepted the task from his clan and came to be the referee of the Battle of the Dragon Platform. Since he came out earlier, he did not like Linghu Jue and Meng. Clan A is unaware of the grievances and just wants to complete the task. Meng De seemed a little displeased and said: "You will not forget the purpose of the Qingdao Alliance established by the various clans, right?" His words made the kings present frown slightly. The reason why hundreds of clans met to establish the Qingdao Alliance was because All races saw the potential of the human race. In order to avoid hiding in the secret realm, the human race took the opportunity to rise. And made some arrangements. He pondered for a moment. A beautiful person. The elegant middle-aged woman whispered: "Elder Mengde's words are not unreasonable. Over the past thousands of years, there has never been a strong human race in the Hundred Races Elite Disciple Competition. If the precedent is broken this time, there may be something wrong." She said it tactfully, but everyone understood her attitude. An old man in his sixties, stroking his long beard under his chin, said worriedly: "Fairy Piao's words are reasonable. But Linghu Jue, I, the King, have something to say. I heard that it involves a lot. If we intervene rashly, we might get into trouble. What's more, there are so many people outside watching. If this son is deprived of the qualification to participate in the Hundred Race Competition just because of his human status, I'm afraid there will be some consequences. Far-fetched." As soon as he finished speaking, several other kings present frowned slightly. After all, they are now descendants of the Bai clan. There is no fear at all towards the human race. More just contempt. In silence, one or two kings turned their complaining eyes to Mengde. Mengde was responsible for registration. If Linghu Jue had been prevented from coming to power for this reason early on, he would not have become the hot potato he is now. But Mengde had his own considerations. He ignored the gazes of others and focused his attention directly on a middle-aged man sitting in the first seat. His name was Tu Sen. He was the Hong-level king of the Rainbow Tribe and the temporary leader of their group. Tu Sen remained silent, but that didn¡¯t mean he wasn¡¯t listening attentively. It can even be said that from the moment he knew that the young man on the stage was Linghu Jue, his thoughts never stopped spinning. He knew more about Linghu Jue than anyone present. Because another mission of his leaving the clan this time was to find out whether the Black Fairy Ring had fallen into Linghu Jue's hands? Moving his lips slightly, Tu Sen spoke in a hoarse voice. As soon as he spoke, he set the tone of the whole thing: "If no one defeats Linghu Jue on the stage, let him go to the Golden Thunder Secret Realm." " Fairy Piao frowned at first, then relaxed her lips. A smile appeared on her lips. She heard what Tu Sen meant. It was not necessary to go to the Golden Thunder Secret Realm to participate in the Hundred Race Competition. Squeezing out a hint of gloom, Mengde said coldly: "King Sen, do I have a way to make Linghu Jue lose on the Dragon Fighting Platform?" "Ha, brother Mengde, Lian Aoshi is enough to fight with me. The young people have all been defeated. I don¡¯t believe that anyone else can defeat Linghu Jue?" Jing Ren said with some disdain. He believed that even if he played, he might not be able to defeat Linghu Jue for sure. Faced with everyone¡¯s doubtful gazes, Mengde spoke out the plan he had already made in a cold tone. He knew clearly that in order to implement this plan, he must get the approval of others. This was also the reason why he waited for Linghu's stunt to overwhelm the entire audience before revealing his plan. He left others in a dilemma with no other choice but to do this. Shocked greatly, Tu Sen looked at Meng De and said meaningfully: "It seems that you have been prepared for a long time?" Meng De did not hide it, and said gloomily: "I was entrusted by someone." Tu Sen couldn't help but be a little surprised. For Meng De to spare no effort, it seems that the person he is entrusting has a good background. But he already had his own plan in mind. After pondering for a moment, he followed the trend and said, "Do you have any other opinions?" Everyone was silent, but their eyes flickered, showing that they had their own thoughts. Speaking of which, Linghu Jue was also responsible for the trouble. With so many laws, anyone would doubt whether Linghu Jue had a heaven-defying treasure? But no one is sure to take it for themselves? Therefore, we keep it tacit and avoid talking about it.  Mengde glanced around and said coldly: "If that's the case, then I'm going to announce it?" After saying that, he got up and walked towards the cave where he lived. There was a magic loudspeaker in the cave. Under the anxious gaze of the cloaked man, Mengde approached the loudspeaker and said, "Everyone heard clearly. In order to save time, the referee team decided to increase the gravity of the Dragon Battle Platform." This sudden reverberation The sound and the content contained in it made Linghu Jue, who was sitting on the Dragon War Platform, a little surprised. Before he could wake up, several heavy cold snorts mixed with a group of black shadows swayed at an alarming speed. After seeing the figure standing on the stage, the strong men of all races who were watching started talking one after another: "Who is this?" He stared intently at the figure that appeared out of the blue like a ghost. This was a young man with a long sword in his arms, with a cold face. The cold connotation on the corner of his lips gradually disappeared as they looked at each other. Suddenly, he spoke in a low tone that was almost inaudible to Linghu Jue. He said: "I'm sorry." This sudden apology made Linghu Jue's expression change slightly. He was a little confused about the situation, but the calmness and competence given to him by his pure heart still kept his facial expression calm and without any abnormality. . He just said with some surprise: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?" The young man did not speak, but the murderous aura emanating from his body became stronger after that apology. "Boom." There was a sound. The moment the young man put himself into the number plate, the battle dragon platform began to shake slightly. Amidst the sharp friction of bones, the platform that was originally about 20 feet wide was slowly condensing, and the platform that followed closely followed. It was the powerful gravity that made Linghu Jue feel that his entire body was almost imprisoned. The air condensed in an instant. Silence and tension, like an invisible net, slowly enveloped the surroundings. The faces of each young and powerful foreigner looked slightly distorted due to excessive solemnity. Some of them knew the rules. In the history of previous battles at Zhanlongtai, gravity was increased, but it was basically the last battle. The reason is very simple. The referee team wants to use this method to test the final strength of the people on the stage. After secretly explaining to each other, most of the foreign experts who are watching now understand why the young man who came on the stage at the end was so unfamiliar. Because the opponents in the final battle were all arranged by the referee team in advance. If he wins, Linghu Jue will definitely enter the Hundred Clans Competition. If he loses, it's hard to say. The final decision is still in the hands of the referee panel. The condensation of the Battle Dragon Platform was completed under the gaze of everyone. The two figures stood relatively motionless on the Battle Dragon Platform, which was only nearly ten feet long. (To be continued)