C306 Hellhound VS Huang Long

Longmen Competition carried on for a full three days before completing the first round of the selection.

Compared to the Yunmeng Martial Mansion who went up on stage, those cultivators who directly chose to forfeit, in the following matches, other than the Prehistoric Empire who fought easier, the rest of the matches, be it the underworld clans or the foreign forces, would always fight with the thousand cultivators. This also caused the remaining twenty people to be able to stand out among the group of cultivators even though they were not as monstrous as Nie Junlin.

However, it was hard to tell whether or not there were any cultivators who were hiding their strength from the first round of the preliminaries.

"The disciples who have passed the first round of examination are Su Mubai, Bing Xiaoyue..."

"Next up will be the second round of the examination. The second round of exams was different from the first round. The selection would take place in a one on one battle. I'm sure you all have seen the wooden chest in front of me! The wooden chest in front of me contains the number of the cultivators who passed the first round of examination. I will randomly select two cultivators to fight with. The winner will enter the third round and the loser will be eliminated. "

"First match, number four thousand and one. Demon Luo Tian against number three thousand and one, Ji Haotian." Li Qingfeng shot a glance at the wooden chest in front of him, randomly picked two numbers, and said.

"Look, it's actually the devil devil Mo Luo Tian. I heard that he passed the demon race's eighteenth level of hell, and he also has an Asura body. His body is comparable to a peak Spirit level magic tool. Now, someone is finally taking care of that boy!"

"Hehe, what do you know? Although Mo Luo Tian's fighting strength is extraordinary, but can he endure Ji Haotian's mysterious spirit tattoos? "I think it's a bit suspenseful!"

"Loose cultivators have lowered your standards, do you really think that Ji Haotian with his mysterious spirit pattern, can make all the other cultivators lose just like that? Previously, the extremely powerful cultivators of the Spirit Race and the Zhuge family were just unprepared. Don't forget, no matter how heaven-defying the spirit markings were, they were still external objects. Moreover, every family only needed to wear a Forbidden Spirit Token, and that would make that kid's methods have no effect at all. Furthermore, I heard that the Demon race and the nine great underworld clans both have Earth Rank Runes overseeing the Prehistoric Empire.

"If that is the case, I am afraid this battle will be very miserable!"

"Hmm, it would be difficult for a Spirit Tattoo Master who has reached the peak of the Spirit Tattoo Dao to be a dual spirit and martial artist. It seems that Ji Haotian will lose this round!"

On top of the martial arena, a young man who was as tall as two adults and had two horns on his forehead heard the discussions around him, and his eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

He knew that even though the youth in the distance was only in the middle stage of the anti-Emptiness Realm, he had defeated three peak King's Realm cultivators who had been famous for a long time. All three of them were existences that were comparable to the top 100 of Longmen Competition, but they were defeated by Ji Haotian. In his opinion, it was just that the three of them were not prepared for it.

Although he was a prodigy among the demons, there were very few people in the Profound Sky Continent who knew his name. If he could defeat Ji Haotian, he would become the strongest person in the entire Profound Sky Continent, and at that time, even the cultivators of the nine great underworld clans would not dare to look down on him!

"Brat, you, an ant in the middle stage of the Anti-Emptiness Realm, is worthy to battle with me, Mo Luo Tian. I advise you to wait until the start of the competition before you surrender!" Mo Luo Tian sneered and said arrogantly.

"Surrender? An ant at the peak of the King's Realm wants me to surrender? Do you really think I can't do anything to you just because you're wearing a medallion that has the characteristics of a demon? " Ji Haotian said indifferently, smiling slightly.

"Hahaha, you're only an ant in the middle stage of the Anti-Emptiness Realm. I'll let you know the difference between us when the battle starts." Mo Luo Tian said.

"Let the battle begin!" Li Qingfeng looked at the two people on the martial arena, and shook his head slightly. He wasn't sure where exactly Mo Luo Tian got his confidence from, to actually claim that he could defeat a Half Martial Emperor who had a state of suppression.

Mo Luo Tian stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot and rushed towards Ji Haotian.

The martial arena that he was standing on earlier suddenly revealed a deep pit, around three inches deep, and its spiderweb-like cracks spread throughout the surroundings of the pit.

"I never thought that Mo Luo Tian would actually have this kind of power after cultivating his devil race's Asura Physique! With just a single step, he caused the martial arena to split apart! "

"Look, it's the demon race's Devil Sky Fist!" That kind of fist, even a peak Spirit Master Realm cultivator would not dare to receive it head on. This time, Ji Haotian will probably be blown away by that fist! "

"Hmm, I'm afraid the strength of Mo Luo Tian's fleshly body can only fight against the Yunmeng Martial Mansion's Li Man. For a cultivator like Ji Haotian who cultivates in spirit tattoos, in terms of physical strength, he is completely no match!"

Ji Haotian did not care about the gazes of the crowd, he only looked at Mo Luo Tian who was rushing towards him with a calm expression. His right hand slowly clenched into a fist, and a majestic immortal Qi entered his right fist, throwing out a punch.

Wave Bending Slash!

BOOM!

The moment his fist collided, Mo Luo Tian felt a power that was not weaker than his fist pass through it. And what made him most depressed was that his opponent did not directly clash with his fist, but instead struck the center of his fist. Caught off guard, Mo Luo Tian's body directly retreated a few steps.

His left and right legs continued to step on the martial arena, causing the force previously to dissipate.

After Mo Luo Tian felt that power dissipate, he became complacent. Earlier, he had used one of the primary Heaven Ranked Martial Techniques of the demon race, "Heaven Shattering Steps". This kind of footwork was the most suitable for cultivators when they were in a battle to reduce the force in time, thereby reducing the damage caused by the battle.

In order to perfectly execute this set of steps, Mo Luotian wanted to let the cultivators under the martial arena look up to him, and he specially followed the movements of the Sky Dissolving Steps to continuously tap the ground with one leg.

"Look, it's actually the Demon race's Heaven Subduing Steps! Ji Haotian's previous punch should have used a secret technique, otherwise it wouldn't have such power, but under the Heaven Subduing Steps, Ji Haotian's previous punch was completely unable to cause him too much damage."

"En, as long as Mo Luo Tian continues to fight with Ji Haotian, once the time that Ji Haotian has to use his secret technique passes, I'm afraid he will lose!"

When Ji Haotian had punched out, celestial sovereign's battle experience had already allowed him to predict in advance where Mo Luo Tian would stop at under the power of his fist.

This was also the reason why, after punching out that punch, Ji Haotian's foot lightly tapped on the ground and his body became like a streak of white light, directly arriving in front of where Mo Luotian was retreating a step.

Seeing that Mo Luotian was constantly losing power, Ji Haotian calmly kicked at Mo Luotian's crotch.

Boom! *

"AHH!"

Mo Luo Tian was just thinking about how the cultivators in the spectating platform would see his perfect technique and fantasized about how he would be able to easily crush Ji Haotian after a few rounds of battle. He would then obtain victory in battle and walk towards the peak of life …

However, he never expected that the other party's luck would be so good, to actually kick his crotch the moment he removed all of his strength, preparing to attack Ji Haotian.

Before he could even react, his entire body flew out like a cannonball. An extremely shrill scream filled the entire arena.

"Then... This brat was too despicable! Kicking towards that place! This is too cruel! "

"Shameless, shameless! Even if he wins, I still don't think highly of him!"

"Rogue!"

"Shameless!"

Many cultivators in the stands heard the scream, and many male cultivators felt a chill in their chests. They could not help but feel a chill in their hearts as curses and curses rang out incessantly.

When the numerous elders saw the scene before their eyes, although they were extremely shocked by Ji Haotian's actions, their hearts were filled with surging waves. They never thought that Ji Haotian would actually be able to determine the location where Mo Luotian would land in advance.

They knew that every cultivator's movement technique was different, but Ji Haotian was actually able to predict in advance where Mo Luo Tian would land. Moreover, that brat seemed to have found the weakness in Mo Luo Tian's fleshly body, which was …

Ji Haotian looked at Mo Luotian who was sent flying, stepped lightly, and then kicked again.

After he was kicked away by Ji Haotian earlier, his entire body was suspended in midair, with no way of borrowing strength from him. If he fell to the ground at this time, it was very possible that his own … It really broke!

Thinking up to here, Mo Luo Tian's face turned green, a Martial Spirit gushed out of his body, and a huge demonic shadow gradually appeared in front of everyone.

It was a pitch black gigantic Demon Hound with three heads. The three dog heads opened their bloody mouths as they approached Ji Haotian at an extremely fast speed.

"Look, that's Mo Luo Tian's Martial Spirit, the hell demon dog! This brat is too despicable, she actually used such a method to make Mo Luo Tian use the demon Martial Spirit. After this battle, Mo Luo Tian will probably teach Ji Haotian a lesson! "

"The hell demon hound is already ranked in the top fifty in the Martial Spirit ranking. Although it is not as good as the Acalanātha Inferno, it is still not something that an anti-Emptiness Realm Expert can contend with!"

Ji Haotian looked at Mo Luotian who had released the Martial Spirit, slightly shook her head, and said, "The thing you shouldn't do is use a Martial Spirit like the hell dog. Your Martial Spirit is finished!"

"Hahaha, little brat, what do you know? The Hellhound is enough to be ranked as one of the top fifty-three Martial Spirit on the Martial Spirit rankings. Only ants like you don't know the true power of the Hellhound. Mo Luo Tian said with a hideous expression.

Ji Haotian looked at Mo Luotian and helplessly shook his head. With a thought, a black dragon soul floated in the air, and the moment the Martial Spirit appeared, it turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! *

"This... "Yes …"

"The dragon soul of the Rage Dragon Clan, how could he have a Martial Spirit of the Rage Dragon Clan? He's just an ant of the Yunmeng Martial Mansion, how could he have a Martial Spirit in the top ten? This …" Mo Luo Tian's eyes widened as he said.

No matter how strong the Rage Dragon Clan's Dragon Soul was, it was at most a Dragon Soul. However, Ji Haotian's Martial Spirit was not a Dragon Soul, but a dimensional space.

But before he could do anything, his biggest reliance was on the Hellhound. Accompanied by several chewing sounds, he was unable to sense the Hellhound.

Ji Haotian did not care about Mo Luotian, but instead, he unreservedly sent a kick towards him.

Mo Luo Tian felt an intense pain coming from his crotch. His entire face turned from green to red, then to purple, and then to white. The intense pain caused him to completely faint.

"Ji Haotian wins." Li Qingfeng said as he looked at the completely unconscious Mo Luotian.

Everyone looked at Ji Haotian on the martial arena with strange expressions. They never thought that Ji Haotian would actually be able to defeat Mo Luo Tian, but his methods were really too despicable!

The most important thing was that brat was always so lucky, kicking him with each kick, causing all the cultivators who came here to feel a chill in their hearts. Furthermore, when all the cultivators knew that Ji Haotian possessed the Rage Dragon Martial Spirit, they naturally knew that they had to avoid using the Martial Spirit, otherwise their own Martial Spirit would become food for the enemy's Martial Spirit.

"Next match, number 13,000. Nie Junlin against 1401, Meng Tianyu."

When Li Qingfeng's words fell, Nie Junlin and Li Tianyu walked onto the martial arena one after another.

"Look, it's Meng Tianyu from the Wenchuan Meng Clan. He is the most monstrous disciple of the Meng Clan, and the brush in his hand is also extraordinary. It is said that he killed a peak Spirit Master with that brush alone."

"There's going to be a good show to watch. I wonder which one of them is stronger."

Below the stage, everyone was looking at the two people on the martial arena and discussing amongst themselves.

Nie Junlin looked at Meng Tianyu in the distance and said, "I'll kill you in one move!"

"Oh, do you really think you can kill me with one move?" Meng Junlin frowned and asked.

"Let the battle begin!"

Nie Junlin took a step forward, and an aura that was as vast as a sea of smoke spread out in all directions. With a step forwards, his body moved like lightning towards Meng Junlin.

"That's a sword step, only those who have reached the seventh level of sword intent are able to comprehend it!"

"Nie Junlin was able to use Sword Step right from the start. Doesn't that mean that he had long comprehended the seven levels of sword intent?!"

Meng Tianyu looked at Nie Junlin who was quickly rushing over, and frowned slightly, before releasing a Martial Spirit.

A huge black brush appeared in everyone's line of sight.

The moment the black brush appeared, it turned into a black shadow and entered the spirit level magic tool in Meng Tianyu's hand.

"What are those black words?"

"That's …"

"Righteous Qi Song!" I've only seen this kind of method in ancient books. I never thought that the Meng Clan would actually have such an inheritance! "

All of the cultivators looked at the black text as it shot towards Nie Junlin.

"It is just an ancient inheritance. Do you really think that my Prehistoric Empire is weaker than your Meng family?"

Nie Junlin's eyes carried a touch of indifference. His fist flashed with a golden light, and he threw a punch towards the black text.

Ka-cha! *

With a cracking sound, the fist shattered the black text. However, it did not slow down at all as it struck toward Meng Tianyu's chest. Meng Tianyu's entire body flew backward and he fainted.