Chapter 337 Military Power

This is destined to be an unforgettable scene. For many years afterwards, when the audience present recalled the unforgettable things, this was the first thing that came to their minds.

Regardless of success or failure, even if this young man failed in the end, this was already a true dragon conference that belonged to one person.

The high-pitched roar of the black dragon continued, and contestants were constantly shaken off the stage. However, as soon as the initial stage was vacant, new contestants would fill it.

The entire stage was densely packed, and countless young contestants roared and rushed to the center one after another.

But the black dragon phantom and the black-clothed figure sitting cross-legged on the ground were like an impenetrable steel wall, and only people were constantly shaken away.

No one could break through, or even get close.

Countless spectators in the square looked at this scene, clenched their fists excitedly, opened their mouths to shout loudly, but were worried about affecting the black-clothed boy sitting cross-legged in the center.

They could only shout silently and punch hard.

At the same time, with the arrival of the second round, three new popularity tickets were added to everyone's account.

Originally, these popularity votes would be rewarded with the results of the first round of voting, but everyone voted wrong and did not get any extra reward votes.

Of course, some people voted right.

"I...I...Oh my God, how come I have 100 million more votes!"

The slightly fat middle-aged man stood up tremblingly holding his mobile phone, and tremblingly said: "The top few votes will have special gifts provided by the conference. Am I the first place?"

"100 million?"

The audience around was stunned, and then countless audiences rushed towards him, wanting to borrow tickets, or even spend money to buy tickets.

Someone was shocked and said: "100 million, Wu Zun only has 10 million, he actually has 100 million?"

"Haha, I'm better than Wu Zun!"

The slightly fat middle-aged man heard this and was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

However, the next moment, his expression froze.

Because on the throne in the air, thirteen majestic eyes were looking at him.

Seeing this, the other audiences turned around and left, leaving the slightly fat middle-aged man behind.

The slightly fat middle-aged man looked at the thirteen martial masters with a sad face, "Master Wu Zun, that's not what I meant."

"Lend me some votes."

A martial master said in a low voice, the white clouds in the sky were broken, but the words made the slightly fat middle-aged man's eyes widen.

...

On the initial stage.

The dark sea of ​​people surged, although people kept shaking off the stage, these players seemed to be aroused to be resilient and fierce, and they all rushed to the center with all their strength.

The battle continued, Ye Ran was like an old tree and an ancient clock, sitting firmly in the same place, and the black dragon phantom beside him whipped the players away with its tail.

In this way, time passed little by little.

On the giant screen, the top of the scoreboard was still conspicuous 1, and staying in the same place would not accumulate points.

But at this moment, no one cared about these.

Although the points did not change, the popularity votes behind were climbing at a terrifying speed, and they were still growing as time went by.

Originally on the popularity list, Zhenwu Si, who had disappeared, also returned to the top of the list.

As time went by, waves of repulsion were strong, but because it was located on the initial stage, the repulsion was not as strong as that of the upper stage.

So there were many more people left than in the first round.

But the number of people is always limited. Finally, as the last group of people were swept off the stage.

The entire initial stage was empty.

Ye Ran looked at the empty front with a calm expression, then slowly closed his eyes and continued to wait.

At this time, a ding sound suddenly rang in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host, you have completed a special achievement, one man guarding the pass, ten thousand men cannot open it, reward one thousand achievement points, title "Pifu". ]

As the second round ended.

The audience in the audience stand came back to their senses from the high-intensity watching and shock, looking at the empty initial stage, everyone had a sense of unreality as if in a dream.

Really defended it!

"It's a miracle!" Someone murmured, completely convinced.

In area No. 4, everyone in Heijiang Martial Arts Hall was stunned, including the two sisters Jiang Yu.

Only Zhao Jiangshui said proudly: "You know nothing about the power of the reincarnated Immortal Emperor!"

After getting along with him, Jiang Yin had already noticed that he was an old lunatic, so she didn't bother to pay attention to him and looked at Ye Ran on the stage.

Sighed: "Sister, should I say it, he was really handsome just now."

"Yeah, the black dragon hovering, it's really cool... Wait, you want to steal my man?"

Jiang Yu's eyes widened, and she said righteously: "No, I can give in to others, but he won't."

Hearing this, Jiang Yin was speechless, and imitated Ye Ran's movements and kicked him in the buttocks.

The back of area No. 3.

Li Yuanhe turned around and looked at the place where a group of Tianque City masters gathered in the distance. He saw the mad knife master with a scar on his face and a bit of horror in his iron face.

He glanced silently and retracted his gaze.

Li family, he is the head of the family, and facts have proved that his choice will not be wrong.

Area No. 2 and Area No. 1, the same major families, major martial arts halls, including the five top martial arts universities are watching.

In mid-air, thirteen martial masters were also looking down, and one of them said, "What did you see?"

"A fifth-level martial artist used the blood essence of the black dragon when he broke through, which is unprecedented."

"He has a strong physique, and if nothing unexpected happens, he should have a thunder and fire body. A fifth-level martial artist has a thunder and fire body, which is simply..."

A martial master couldn't continue.

"Having a thunder and fire body means that his combat awareness is not weak either. He is likely to have the combat power of a quasi-grandmaster. A fifth-level martial artist who is a quasi-grandmaster... is hard to imagine."

The other martial masters were silent after hearing this.

Suddenly, someone asked, "Mr. Zhao, what did you see?"

"I saw momentum." The blind old man said slowly.

The other martial masters were stunned, then nodded and said, "To break through the martial master level, you need to have martial momentum."

"Martial momentum is the invincible momentum that is undefeated at the same level, and every martial master has fought out countless opponents. Only with this invincible heart can you break through."

"This is also the meaning of the True Dragon Conference, which is to make today's events an experience for these young geniuses, give them confidence, and pave the way for them to have invincible momentum in the future."

"That's right."

Another martial master sighed, "One person swept countless people of the same generation, and he has achieved this level. It's not surprising that he has an invincible momentum."

"It's not from the True Dragon Conference. When he said he wanted to defend the ring, I saw his invincible momentum." The blind old martial master said meaningfully.

The other martial masters were stunned.

Next, three days passed quickly.

Six rounds were over.

However, no matter how many people went up, no one could break through the black dragon. The person on the ground led to the chain.

In midair, thirteen martial masters looked at the countless dejected contestants below and sighed.

"If this continues, these young people will be useless."

"Well, stop it."

A martial master said, raised his hand and waved, and the dragon horn on the golden dragon head slowly fell down.

Below, Ye Ran took the dragon horn in surprise, and the martial master's low voice also sounded: "You are the first, go down."

"Others rest for two hours, the game continues, and the competition for ranking starts from the second."

"Thank you, martial masters!"

Ye Ran left with the dragon horn. Seeing him finally step down, Ji Xuan and countless other contestants' depressed faces finally returned to normal.

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(Tomorrow, three chapters will be updated at the old time, and they will be posted together.)