"My name is Cao Tian" "My name is Cao Tian" "My name is Cao Tian" In the primeval wilderness, Cao Tian's voice continued to sound.
Whenever he says this, he is sure to get a gem.
The young martial artists who heard his words were either killed or took the initiative to hand over the gems, and they were not Cao Tian's opponents anyway.
Others are still worried about ten gems, and Cao Tian's Qiankun Ring already contains five hundred and thirty gems.
Those peak martial artists of the Qiankun Realm were not his opponents at all, even if several people joined forces, they were not defeated by Cao Tian at all.
His strength was obviously one level higher than that of other Qiankun Realm peak martial artists.
The real geniuses are all those who have passed the battle of talents, and the only one who is truly special is Cao Tian.
His talent is obviously the worst, and he can only light up one gem.
But his strength was ridiculously strong, and the other peak martial artists of the Qiankun Realm in the primordial wilderness were not his enemies at all.
"What's the matter with this little guy, talent and strength, as if they have nothing to do with each other" The hall master of the Fengwang Palace naturally noticed Cao Tian, but it was really because Cao Tian's performance was too good.
And every time before making a move, you have to introduce your name.
Everything that happened in the primeval wilderness was known to the lord of the Fengwang Palace, so he didn't know how many times he had heard Cao Tian's self-introduction.
At the top of Tongtian Mountain, one by one young warriors were thrown out.
Those who did not choose the battle of life and death have already been thrown out first, and those who have come out now have lost their gems in the primeval wilderness.
It is already considered lucky to be able to come out, after all, there are many young warriors who have died in the primeval wilderness.
After three full days, the battle of life and death finally ended, and there were only about two hundred young warriors who came out of the primeval wilderness.
A full four thousand young warriors participated in the battle of life and death, and only so little was left, mainly because of Cao Tian.
When other young warriors get ten gems, they don't shoot anymore, and they can already pass the level anyway.
Even if you make a shot once in a while, it's good to have a dozen gems in your hand.
Cao Tian was different, and now his Qiankun Ring contained 1,638 gems.
"Hand over all the gems you have got, and then you will join them in the second battle of the king."
One by one, the young warriors took out the gems they had gotten, and they were still proud.
After all, four thousand young warriors walked into the primordial wilderness together, and only two hundred of them successfully entered the second battle.
But when they saw the gems that Cao Tian had taken out, they were all petrified.
"How can it be so many" "No wonder only a few of us have passed the test, and he has eliminated more than a thousand people alone" "I remember him, isn't he the one who just lit a gem" In the first level, Cao Tian tested his talent and only lit up a gem, and he didn't know how many people ridiculed him.
But now, among the more than 200 people who have passed the test, not a single one dares to laugh at him.
In three days, more than a thousand peak martial artists of the Qiankun Realm were eliminated, how strong was Cao Tian's strength "Congratulations, you can be like them, the second battle of the king, the battle of understanding" The battle of the king is not a simple decisive battle, the first battle is about talent, and the second battle is about understanding.
As the words of the hall master of the Fengwang Palace fell, all the young martial artists present felt the surrounding scenes changing one after another.
"In front of each of you, there will be a painting, and if you can understand that painting, you can return to the real world."
The picture that appears in front of everyone's eyes is different, and although it is a battle of understanding, it is of great benefit to them.
If they can understand that painting, they will definitely be able to go one step further.
The second battle is a test of understanding, and the higher the understanding, the sooner you can understand the painting, and the sooner you can return to the real world.
What appeared in front of Ling Dao's eyes was a sword, a sword drawn in ink.
Sharp, sharp, and irresistible, it doesn't look like a drawn sword at all, but like a real sword.
What surprised Ling Dao even more was that this sword seemed to have a life and had its own wisdom.
"A sword, how to understand" The hall master of the Fengwang Palace clearly said that only by understanding the words in front of him can he return to the real world.
But how to comprehend, how to comprehend, what is a standard, the lord of the palace of the king did not say.
Anyway, the hall master of the Fengwang Palace must have his own judging criteria, but others don't know.
The painting in front of the Great Demon God is a palm with a clear vein.
It's like a peerless powerhouse, left in the void of palm prints.
He didn't think much about it, and directly cast the Great Mudra that covered the sky and slapped it towards the palm.
He didn't think about how to enlighten him, but prepared to destroy the palm.
It's a pity that that palm seems to be able to contain everything, even the Great Demon God's Great Mudra that covers the sky has not been able to damage it in the slightest.
The Great Demon God was not discouraged, but continued to attack.
In front of Butterfly Dance's eyes, there was an incomparably majestic back, holding a golden sword in his hand, looking at all directions.
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She didn't think to understand the painting, because she knew that the back was painted by her father.
When she was very young, her father died, and her mother followed.
Her father was extremely talented, and before he was even a hundred years old, he was already a big man in the heavenly realm.
Originally, her family was also one of the top forces in the Heavenly Realm.
It's a pity that later, her family was ruined, and she was sent to the Sword God World and escaped with her life.
"What a terrible spear" The painting that Bai Qi encountered was a sharp spear, and even when he stood in front of this picture, he felt pain in his skin.
The second battle of the king is obviously much more difficult than the first battle, after all, the battle of talent is just a test, and the battle of understanding is to make them have no clue.
In front of the three knives was a big sword, with no blade, weighing billions of equals, as if it could collapse the sky.
In front of Swallowing Heaven is a real dragon, calling for wind and rain, swallowing mountains and rivers.
In front of Nalan Xiu is a folding fan, and with a random fan, it seems that it can fan people tens of thousands of miles away.
"I see" Ling Dao muttered, then reached out and touched the sword.
The original sharp ink sword, at this time, was like a well-behaved pet, rubbing Ling Dao affectionately.
Then, the sword drawn in ink disappeared.
As soon as he raised his hand, he used the origin of the origin to condense into a sword, which was exactly the same as the sword painted in ink before.
Originally, his sword intent was just sharp enough, but at this time, he went further.
After arriving at the Qiankun Realm, he rarely used sword intent, because other sword cultivators also mastered sword intent.
When it comes to duels, sword intent and sword intent can cancel each other out.
Later, it changed, and his sword intent was like an ink painting, ever-changing, not as rigid as before.
If he fought against Jian Xiu again, his sword intent would be of great use.
The battle of comprehension in the palace of the king benefited him a lot.
"I didn't expect you to be the one who understood it" When Ling Dao understood it thoroughly, he came to his senses and returned to the real world.
The hall master of the Fengwang Palace sensed it, and then said with a smile.
The talent battle of the first battle of the king shows that Butterfly Dance is the most talented.
The battle of comprehension in the second battle of the king showed that Ling Dao's comprehension was the strongest.
"It's just a fluke" After Ling Dao said a humble word, he didn't continue to speak.
The previous comprehension made him more profound in his comprehension of the three character swordsmanship obtained in the Sword Pavilion.
In his mind, he constantly deduced the three character swordsmanship.
If he can practice all the three character swordsmanship, his combat power will definitely be able to improve to another level.
"I used to think that I would adopt the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and realize my own unique swordsmanship.
But later, I didn't even practice the swordsmanship of my previous life, and it seems that I have gone astray.
Even if I can't exert my strongest power, I can still cultivate, and only in this way can I get out of my own way."
After figuring everything out, Ling Dao felt that the Lingtai was clear and his thoughts were clear.
His willpower has been greatly improved, and he has directly mastered the triple will.
Just a battle of comprehension made him gain so much, fortunately he participated in the battle of the king.
The second one who came to his senses was the Great Demon God, who was different from Ling Dao, he didn't calm down to comprehend, he just kept attacking that palm.
However, after attacking more, he came to his senses, so he returned to the real world.
Seeing Ling Dao, who had already come to his senses, the Great Demon God was not surprised.
As early as when he taught Ling Dao to cover the great mudra, the Great Demon God understood that Ling Dao's comprehension was terrifying.
If the Supreme Golden Pupil is fully opened, I am afraid that in the entire Heavenly Realm, there will be no one who can find a few people with better comprehension than Ling Dao.
The third one who came to his senses was not swallowing the sky, nor was he Bai Qi, but a ruthless son.
In the first battle of the king, the ruthless son performed mediocre, and in the second battle, he finally showed the level of genius.
After he saw that Ling Dao and the Great Demon God had come to his senses, his face did not change at all.
Subsequently, one by one the young warriors came to their senses, and the battle of understanding also had standards, but the lord of the palace did not say it.
The lord of the palace of the king only plans to select two hundred people, and the rest will all be eliminated, and then the third battle of the king can be carried out.
By the time Butterfly Dance came to her senses, one hundred and thirty-nine people had already come to her senses.
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Her face was still sad, but she kept her head down, and others didn't notice.
She hadn't done anything before, but she also understood the painting.
"Okay, the two of you can fight the third battle of the king, and the others will be eliminated" When the two hundred people in the field came to their senses, the hall master of the Fengwang Hall spoke.
He shook his sleeves, except for the two hundred people who came to his senses, the rest of the people were thrown out by him.
Originally, there were about 6,000 people who entered the palace of the king, but now only 200 people remain.
"The first battle is a test of talent, the second battle is a test of understanding, and the third battle is a test of strength to give you a day of rest, and the third battle will officially start tomorrow" ytforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: