Wang Zijia took a deep breath, stood up and stepped on the transparent air stairs, looked around, nodded with a group of familiar Taoists, and eleven people climbed up the stairs at the same time.
In the huge square, countless people raised their heads and watched the twelve rich and handsome heroes of heaven, stepping up step by step, to meet on the same transparent platform, lined up in a row.
The master uncles of each array courtyard controlled the illusion array, constantly taking close-ups of them, and transmitted the immortal appearance of the twelve of them to all the channels in the universe.
At this moment, the twelve of them became famous throughout the sect and became the twelfth senior brothers of this year.
The gathering of thousands of rays of light has attracted the yearning and envy of countless people.
I can’t wait to replace it!
"First of all, let me introduce the two Taoists who did not show up yesterday. They are the only two Taoists who have passed the review and directly entered the finals."
"The person in the middle is probably familiar to everyone. Wang Zijia, seventeen years old, a peak boy. He was promoted to Taoist seed before May and rose like a comet. Now he has become a model for the poor family in the outer courtyard, and what we and other grassroots disciples are chasing after. Target!"
Following the introduction of the master's uncle in the main formation, each light screen showed a close-up of Wang Zijia. Wang Zijia's sword-browed and starry appearance attracted the fascination of countless girls in the entire sect.
"Zhijia! Wang Zijia!"
Below, shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami also sounded. At this moment, Wang Zijia seemed to be waiting for everyone, winning the hearts of the people.
Wang Zijia cupped her fists slightly and saluted everyone in response.
After a moment, the light screen switched to Wang Zijia's side. Yue Lai, who was not carrying a stick today, was still wearing an exquisite shorts and shorts.
Even the hairstyle is not a traditional long hair, but rather a short cut with an airplane cut. Although it suits his face and body shape very well, this kind of dress is really too eye-catching among a group of robed immortals.
"I think everyone is familiar with this second one. Yue, at the age of nineteen, is a boy at his peak..."
The uncle who presided over the formation introduced the twelve people one by one and enlivened the atmosphere. Then he suddenly rose into the sky. With the illusory wings behind his back, he floated in front of the huge ball of light like a sand table in the center and said: "Now I declare that the finals of this outside competition have begun!"
Following his order, Wang Zijia felt light flashing under his feet and countless runes appeared. A transparent egg shell formed on his body.
"boom!"
As a loud explosion sounded, he soared into the sky, carrying a huge flame of light that rushed into the sand table light ball in the center like a comet. During this process, he didn't feel any discomfort at all, and it was as smooth as if he didn't feel any movement at all.
Twelve meteors, carrying huge flames of light, quickly flew into the ball of light and plunged into it.
Immediately afterwards, the light curtains outside began to enlarge, and a person appeared in the light curtain.
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Wang Zijia dragged a huge tail flame through the ball of light. The surrounding space changed rapidly, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived in a small world that was like a secret realm.
The entire space is not too big, at most twenty or thirty miles in radius. The terrain is quite complex, with mountains, rivers, lakes, forests, and canyons and basins all present.
Wang Zijia quickly fell to the edge of a lake. The moment he landed, his speed suddenly stopped and he placed Wang Zijia lightly on the ground.
"Wave!"
With a soft sound, the surrounding energy shield disappeared, and Wang Zijia stepped on the ground with both feet.
The soft grass underfoot feels so real.
For a moment, Wang Zijia couldn't tell whether this was really a small secret realm or just a temporary sandbox with a set of formations.
At this time, a curtain of light suddenly lit up in front of Wang Zijia.
"In order to assess the quality of the disciples in all aspects, this game will adopt a battle mode. The rules are as follows!"
"First, because it is a competition, extremely sensitive injury detection is set up here. Once the injury is too serious, it will be judged as a serious injury. You will be excluded from the field, no matter who the injury comes from. Therefore, I would like to remind all contestants to be careful in using their own strength. It's a unique skill, be careful not to eliminate yourself."
"Special reminder: Don't think that there is no danger in this. In every session, there are always disciples who will be irreparably injured or even lose their lives."
"Second, in principle, we do not prevent alliances between various species, but we do not encourage them either. For the sake of fairness and unexpectedness, whenever there is a many-on-one battle, a corresponding number of wine-sacrificing realm puppets will be dropped into the fixed point. Join the battle."
"Remarks: For example, contestant No. 1 joins forces with contestants No. 2 and 3 to encircle and suppress contestant No. 4. As soon as the fight starts, two Liquor Realm puppets will be placed on the field to join the melee. In principle, the puppets will attack No. 1, 2 and 3 first, until Only when the battlefield is completely confused will a brawl begin.”
"The dropped puppets will not be taken back. Even if everyone leaves the battle, the puppets will wander around the battlefield before being scrapped. By default, they will attack contestants within a fifty-meter radius of them. And they will move toward the center as the battlefield shrinks. Until it’s scrapped.”
"Third, in addition to the strength of the contestants themselves, most of the external forces, such as talismans, magic weapons, and elixirs, need to be obtained in the venue. Even if they escaped the test just now and were lucky enough to bring in outside, It cannot be used, otherwise it will be considered as cheating.”
"Except for the magic weapons determined by each player in advance, which will be placed next to them by default, auxiliary objects are randomly placed on the field. Obtaining other auxiliary objects depends on personal luck."
"Fourth, in order to improve the progress of the competition and prevent contestants from not actively fighting and wasting time, the venue will not only shrink regularly, but also replace the space from time to time to allow contestants to meet. This replacement is purely based on luck."
"Remarks: If the contestants deliberately avoid the battle, they will have a greater chance of being replaced and encountered, and the chance will continue to increase as time goes by."
"Fifth, the ranking of the game is based on the reverse order of leaving the field, that is, the first person is the last person left on the field, and the twelfth person is the first person to be eliminated."
"sixth······"
Even though Wang Zijia was already familiar with the rules, he still read it carefully. This was similar to the Xianxia version of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds in the previous life.
After about a quarter of an hour, the light curtain in front of him flickered and disappeared, and Wang Zijia regained his ability to move.
He quickly glanced around and saw a spear that fell with him not far away.
Wang Zijia immediately stepped forward and picked up the gun stuck on the ground.
This is a second-grade low-level magic weapon, standard equipment, nothing special. This is the entrance weapon prepared for them in the arena. Apart from this thing, the remaining auxiliary items have to be relied on by themselves.
And according to the competition rules, there are only twelve auxiliary items in the entire venue.
A set consisting of three second-grade talismans (burst, attack, defense), three second-grade healing pills, three Qi-recovering pills, and second-grade low-level defensive magic weapon.
(End of chapter)
