The Sword God of the Universe

Although Jing Yan was a talented man and was the first genius in East Lincheng in the last ten years, his training speed at that time was far slower than that now.

Jing Ziqi couldn't even guess how long it would take for Jing Yan to advance from birth.

It was really hard to predict that it took Jing Yan more than two years, nearly three years, to break through from the ninth heaven to congenital.

Now, it might not even take two years.

"I have experience, so I am very familiar with this breakthrough." Jing Yan smiled.

Jing Yan would never tell anyone about the existence of the first god in the sky and the The Ring of the Universe.

At present, his strength is still very weak. If those powerful people knew this horrible skill, he would not be able to defend it at all.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't trust Jing Ziqi, but it's really important. Before he had enough strength, all the information about the first divine power in the sky would be better left to rot in his stomach.

After a while, the rest of the jing family finished their tests.

So far, this year's Jing family competition, the first stage of the test phase, all over, a total of 1,240 people, all passed the test.

It only took more than an hour.

"Sons of the Jing family!"

"The test phase is over. Next, you will enter the second extreme, the challenge phase. Of you, only fifty will pass the challenge phase and enter the final phase."

"Next, the challenge phase begins!"

On the high platform of the square, patriarch Jing Chengye was in high spirits.

As he spoke, he gave Jing Yan a deep look. When he saw his daughter Jing Ziqi and Jing Yan together, he smiled and nodded at them.

After Jing Chengye spoke, dozens of executives dispersed.

"Members of the Jing family participating in the contest, give me your entry token!"

The supervisor, one after another, said to the many Jing family children who participated in the contest.

Each and every son of the Jing family will hand over the wooden sign they received at the registration office to the supervisor.

Jing Yan, too, handed over his wooden card.

These signs were placed in a huge black wooden box and then carried to the high platform of the square by the family guards.

"Great Elder, you can draw." Jing chengye said to jing Chunyu.

"Okay," Jing Chunyu said, not to be outdone.

He walked to the huge box, reached out his hand, and poked his way through a large opening in a man's head.

Stir gently and take out a wooden sign.

"Whoever I read the name, go to the ring!" Jing Chunyu glanced at the sign and shouted.

"Jing xiaoyue, challenge the stage!" Jing Chunyu gave his first name.

"Jing da niu, get on the ring!" Name the second name again.

Great Elder Jing Chunyu moved very quickly, and as he moved, one by one, the cards were drawn. After he gave out the names one by one, a Jing family kid who participated in the contest also went to different stages.

In total, there were fifty stages.

After tea time, a total of 50 people went to different stages.

"Now, the first batch, the fifty contenders, has been selected. The rest can challenge the contender. If the challenge succeeds, become a new contender. Each challenger can only challenge a single contender once. If the challenge fails, they can't challenge again. Moreover, each person can challenge ten times at most!"

"Challenge phase, three hours. Now, challenge begins, time begins." Jing Chengye, his eyes narrowed slightly and his voice reached everyone's ears.

The challenge phase was undoubtedly very cruel.

Time, only three hours. After three hours, only 50 people who remained on the stage could enter the final stage.

In fact, the first 50 contestants to be selected were unlucky. Because the earlier you get on the stage, the more times you will be challenged.

The reason is very simple. The whole challenge period is three hours. If someone is fighting the ring at the last moment, then as long as they defeat the ring master, they may directly enter the final.

Fifty stages were held by fifty Jing family directors and stewards respectively.

Fifty contestants stood on the stage, waiting for the others to challenge them.

And the people below the ring were also staring at the ringers. To analyze everyone's strength.

This challenging phase also requires a certain strategy. Even if you have the ability to enter the final stage, but if the strategy is not right, it is possible to be eliminated.

After all, every battle consumes a certain amount of energy.

Even if the eight heaven level of martial arts practitioners were continuously challenged by other seven heaven level practitioners, their strength would decrease. If another eighth-heaven warrior were to come on stage, one would fight repeatedly, the other would wait for work, and the two would compete, then the result would be imaginable.

Jing Yan, too, stared at the fifty arenas.

"Jing Luoying!" Jing Yan's eyes were fixed on a male warrior in a yellow robe.

This Jing Luoying, Jing Yan was also quite familiar with. After the fall of the Jing Yan realm, this man was one of the happiest people who shouted that Jing Yan was a waste. This man was also a loyal supporter of Great Elder's line.

If it was a common sarcasm, Jing Yan would have let it go. But this man, almost whenever he had the chance, would express his contempt for jingyan.

"You're the only one!" A slight chill appeared on the corner of Jing Yan's mouth.

"Sister ziqi, I'm going up to challenge the challenger." Jing Yan, say to Jing Ziqi.

"Oh?"

"Jing Yan, won't you wait for a while? It's still early. Even if it's within the time of the last incense stick, it can be done. It's completely in time." Jing Ziqi looked at Jing Yan.

With jing yan's strength, it was inevitable to enter the finals. Those who are too strong don't need to think too much about strategy.

However, if we challenge them now, we might waste more energy.

So, what Jing Ziqi meant was to make jing yan work less.

"No problem, go up now." Jing Yan shook his head and said nonchalantly.

How strong was his vitality? Moreover, Jing Yan felt that he did not have the courage to challenge himself in the ring.

If you really don't have eyes, then teach the other party a lesson. These eyeless people were mostly from Great Elder's line of people.

Jing Yan looked at Jing Chunyu's figure on the platform. Immediately, he walked out.

"Director shi yu, what a coincidence!" Jing yan smiled and greeted the ringleader, director Jing Shiyu.

At this time, no one had come out to challenge, including Jing Yan, only two or three martial artists walked to the ring.

"Hehe, Jing Yan, are you going to challenge the ringmaster of this arena?" Jing Shiyu asked with a twinkle in his eyes.