Ding Yan's opponent is a serious mid-level god king.
The examination and audition for disciples of Tianlong Sect are also divided into three age groups and conducted separately. However, in the Qianlong Competition, everyone participates together regardless of age group.
Among them, there are many who are nearly ten thousand years old.
Ding Yan's current opponent is a young genius from a god-king-level force. He is more than 9,000 years old and is a mid-level god-king. He has comprehended a fusion of three mysteries, a variety of double mysteries, and has the power of blood.
He had fought twice before and won easily.
Now, it's his third matchup.
"The next god king?"
Although Ding Yan had never appeared in the audition, there were so many people in the audition that it was impossible to remember everyone's face. In addition, the other party was a participant in the first audition, so Ding Yan felt unfamiliar. I won't feel anything.
At this moment, he did not underestimate the other party because his spiritual consciousness detected that Ding Yan was the lower god king.
In the past few days, he has been watching the Qianlong Competition carefully. The first stage was just that, but in the second stage, he was impressed by everyone who played.
However, the person in front of him did not have the slightest impression.
That is to say:
The opponent is playing for the first time!
While Ding Yan's opponent's face became solemn, many people also discovered this, "He is the lower god king? He is only playing now?"
"It seems that he is very strong."
"During the audition, I was not impressed by him."
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Among the people watching, there were many people who participated in the third audition, and they had no impression of Ding Yan at all, because they basically had an impression of the people who played before and after, and those people were very capable.
"I've been looking at each other with admiration for three days since I left... I never thought that Ding Yan could reach this point."
Murong Suifeng murmured to himself, with a hint of sadness in his tone.
"You know him?"
Sensing Murong Suifeng's gaze, Qian Yin, the leader of Wuyin Sect standing aside, couldn't help but be startled, then looked at Ding Yan and asked.
According to the rules of the Qianlong Competition, the young man in front of him has just entered the stage now, which shows that his strength has been recognized by the inner sect elders of Tianlong Sect.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been scheduled to play now.
The weak ones were put on the field early on.
Moreover, those who are eliminated rarely play again.
Unless you perform well and are underestimated.
All in all, the Hidden Dragon Competition, although in terms of rules, is not very fair... after all, it is entirely up to the ten Tianlong Sect elders to judge the strength of the shooter.
Of course, everyone knew in their hearts that although it was only ten Tianlong Sect inner sect elders raiding the formation, Lan Yushan, the Black Dragon elder of Tianlong Sect who was responsible for presiding over the Qianlong Competition, and the two White Dragon elders behind him, would certainly not allow ten An inner sect elder is messing around.
And in this case, looking at the duel between a group of god kings from the perspective of ten Tianlong Sect elders, they would naturally not make any mistakes.
Unless you have strength, you don't show it, and you hide it until you are defeated.
There's nothing you can do about it. It's just you who doesn't want to climb up. It's no one else's fault.
"Twenty years ago, he was a ten-star student of Kirigakure Academy. He suddenly dropped out of school and disappeared. We only met again at Yanlong Terrace a few days ago."
Murong Suifeng sighed.
And almost at the moment Murong Suifeng finished speaking, Ding Yan's opponent, the middle god king, had already taken action.
As soon as he takes action, he uses all his strength.
No reservations whatsoever.
The secret of the law is integrated into the divine power and blooms through the middle-grade artifact.
And the power of his bloodline also extended out in time.
On the other hand, look at Ding Yan.
Ding Yan casually took out an eight-foot spear from Najie. It was said to be a spear, but in fact it was more like a spear.
With a flash of blood on his body, his divine power surged instantly, seeming to have crossed the boundary of the lower god-king, reaching the middle-level god-king level.
Then, the violent power of flames swept out from the spear, like turning into a fire dragon, facing the menacing opponent.
Ding Yan's opponent is good at water laws.
Normally, water suppresses fire.
However, this is only when the two forces are equal.
When the flame is strong enough, it can evaporate all the water!
In full view of everyone, Ding Yan destroyed his opponent's power with one blow, and then seriously injured and defeated him. The whole process was as smooth as clouds and frighteningly fast.
"The fusion of the two three mysteries of the law of fire..."
Ding Yan's display of strength shocked many people. With the cultivation of a lower god king, he defeated an opponent at the middle god king level with one blow, and defeated his opponent instantly by leapfrogging the level. Ding Yan was the first person to do this since the beginning of the Qianlong Competition. People who get to this point.
"A low-ranking god-king can be so powerful?"
"Isn't this disparity in strength too great? It seems that these inner sect elders of Tianlong Sect have misjudged the situation."
"Perhaps it is because this young man retained his strength during the sect entrance examination that people underestimated his strength."
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Ding Yan, with the cultivation level of a lower god king, defeated the opponent of the middle god king in an instant. His momentum was like a rainbow, attracting the attention of almost everyone present.
"sharp."
A smile twitched at the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth.
Hou Qingning and Murong Yinyue, on the side, were sluggish. Knowing that Ding Yan was strong and seeing Ding Yan explode and defeat his opponent in seconds were completely different concepts.
"It's a top-grade artifact! This young man seems to have a good background."
At the same time, many people also recognized that the eight-foot spear in Ding Yan's hand was a top-grade artifact. Otherwise, with his strength, even if he could defeat the opponent, it would not be so easy.
At this moment, even the ten Tianlong Sect inner sect elders present looked at each other in confusion.
"Is this nephew that Sikong worships so powerful?"
"It seems that we have underestimated him... If we had known he was so strong, there would be no need to let him come on stage to torture people so early."
"The lower God King has such strength...and he seems to be less than three thousand years old? There are not many such beings in the sect."
"I heard that his fire laws were improved in the law chamber in the past ten years?"
"Even so, if you don't have enough understanding, it will be difficult to improve the fire law to this level in such a short period of time."
"However, the sect has really given preferential treatment to Sikong...this Ding Yan, the time he spent in the law secret room, even if the ten of us stayed in it combined, wouldn't be as long as him, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense... If you let the sect master know, you will shed your skin even if you don't die! He respects Sikong Chongfeng very much. Many people even say that Sikong Chongfeng may be the elder of the sect master or something."
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During the private communication among the ten Tianlong Sect elders, the gazes they looked at Ding Yan became somewhat regular.
"He is Ding Yan. Is Sikong offering him the inner sect disciple spot he wants this time?"
Lan Yushan, the Black Dragon Elder of Tianlong Sect, opened his mouth and asked in a voice that only the two people behind him could hear.
"Yes, Elder Lan."
Dongfang Yannian responded at the right time.
"It's a good seedling."
Lan Yushan nodded, "As expected of the Queen of the Gods."
From what Lan Yushan said, he obviously knew that Ding Yan's father was the God Emperor.
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Ding Yan returned triumphantly, Murong Yinyue congratulated him, but Hou Qingning looked at Ding Yan with a depressed face. He did not expect that Ding Yan, who was not as powerful as him in the past, was now so powerful that he could not match it.
"It seems that we really need to practice hard...otherwise, we will only be pushed further and further away from Ding Yan."
Hou Qingning sighed in his heart, "Duan Lingtian is just a monster. If you don't compare with him... Ding Yan still has a chance to catch up."
"As long as I can rise in Tianlong Sect, I may not be able to catch up with Ding Yan with the help of Tianlong Sect's resources."
Hou Qingning's eyes were full of expectation.
"Ding Yan, it seems that these elders of Tianlong Sect don't understand your strength."
Duan Lingtian smiled and said: "Next, you will probably have to wait for a while before you can play again."
"They don't know my strength. Letting me play at this time is a great honor to Uncle Sikong... Duan Lingtian, don't just talk about me. With your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to start playing until tomorrow."
Ding Yan shook his head and said.
"Then Du Qianjun of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect comes on stage."
At the same time, Hou Qingning's voice came, causing Duan Lingtian, who had already left the field, to look over again.
I saw that Du Qianjun, the core disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, came on stage.
Du Qianjun has never played before.
His own understanding of the secrets of the laws is not weak, and with his recent breakthrough to become the mid-level God King, his strength has been improved to a higher level. In addition, he performed well in the audition, so he has not played until now.
"I don't know how senior brother Wu Feng is doing now."
Seeing Du Qianjun again, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but think of the trip to the Divine Mansion and the Divine Treasures left by Emperor Qin Wu in the past, and thought of Wu Feng, a disciple of the Wuyin Sect who broke into the Divine Mansion and the Divine Treasures with him.
Du Qianjun is not weak.
However, his opponent was also a first-time player and a disciple of the God-Emperor sect. After a hundred moves, he defeated him and won the first battle.
And Du Qianjun's face was naturally very ugly after being defeated.
At this time, some of the onlookers even whispered that he was not as good as his elder brother Du Pojun, saying that his parents had given birth to a dragon and a worm. They were so angry that they stared at those whisperers and almost rushed forward to fight.
Of course, he didn't dare to act recklessly on this occasion.
Moreover, those who whispered were basically people with good backgrounds, and they were not afraid of him. They just kept whispering and completely ignored him.
Another day passed.
After Ding Yan came on the field again and defeated his opponent with more than thirty moves, Duan Lingtian finally came on the field.
Prior to this, Du Pojun, the core disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and Hua Tiandu, the young master of the Donghua Sect, had both come on stage one after another and defeated their opponents.
"Duan worships and admires the name for a long time."
Duan Lingtian's opponent was a young man wearing a light blue robe. He was of medium height and had a delicate face. He looked quite harmless.
However, the identity of the other party is not simple.
Fang Wenxiao, one of the strongest members of the younger generation of the God-Emperor family and the nephew of the current head of the Fang family.
Fang Wenxiao is also a well-known person. Although he is not as famous as Hua Tiandu, he is not far behind.
