Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

0Three people in a row were directly eliminated in the third round of the Challenger League, which seemed a little cruel.     2

    

However, no one was surprised, because the winners were all people who had witnessed the power of the god 's favored. Their strength was extraordinary, and their combat strength was extraordinary.    

    

In the fourth round, Jia Wuyou stepped onto the fighting stage. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes as he said, "Then I will also eliminate one person."    

    

"Luo Jing."    

    

Everyone looked at Luo Jing. This person was not weak. However, his luck was not very good. In the first round, he had given Wu Meng a victory. The opponent in the second round was too strong. This time... It was likely that he would be in trouble if he encountered Jia Wuyou.    

    

Luo Jing's expression wasn't as anxious as everyone imagined, and he was extremely calm instead. He stepped onto the fighting stage and pressed his palm forward. The light of Divine Inscriptions swept out, as if there was an endless amount of offensive power rushing out at the same time. The might of his attack was terrifying.    

    

However, Jia Wuyou merely smiled lightly, and with a flick of his finger, the painting of the mountains and rivers rolled out in an instant. It was as if it could contain the heaven and earth, as if it could drag the entire fighting stage into it. The attacks melted into nothingness. Jia Wuyou waved his palm, and the painting of the mountains and rivers moved along with his palm. It shook the heaven and earth, and in the blink of an eye, it swept Luo Jing off the fighting stage.    

    

"Brother Wuyou, your means are extraordinary. I admire you." Luo Jing cupped his hands. Although he had lost, he still maintained his poise.    

    

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." Jia Wuyou didn't have any arrogance on his face as he said with a smile.    

    

Luo Jing turned around and got off the fighting stage. His heart was still trembling. Earlier, when he was facing Jia Wuyou, he felt a wave of pressure. It was as if the entire world was pressing down on him, causing him to feel a lingering fear in his heart.    

    

"Luo Jing, eliminated."    

    

"Those from the seventeenth to the twentieth jade plates have all been eliminated." Someone thought carefully about the rankings of those who were eliminated and said emotionally.    

    

"It really is like that. Although the ranking of the jade plates does not have a close relationship with actual combat strength, but it's not like there's no effect at all." Everyone thought to themselves. Some of the people at the back of the jade plate were... Their strength was indeed lacking, just like these four people who were ranked lower than four. They were also the first to be eliminated.    

    

Next, it was Zhao Mingxuan's turn.    

    

"The feeling of directly eliminating someone must be very pleasant." Zhao Mingxuan smiled, which made many people shiver. Zhao Mingxuan pointed at Yuen Lieh and said, "Come, let me eliminate you!"    

    

"You!" Yuen Lieh's eyes were filled with coldness and anger. What Zhao Mingxuan said was too disrespectful.    

    

However, Yuen Lieh couldn't refute it. His result was three defeats, and he could even be eliminated from the competition. Even if he won or lost, it wouldn't affect his fate.    

    

However, Yuen Lieh still stepped onto the fighting stage. In the final battle of the examination, he would do his best. Although he had lost, he would still be proud of it.    

    

Divine Inscriptions transformed into scorching suns as they slashed out, causing the crowd to be unable to open their eyes. Even though Han Feng was cultivating the Magic Eyes, he was still somewhat unable to see clearly. However, Zhao Mingxuan and Yuen Lieh were not far away from each other, so he unleashed his perception. Surging Qi surged from his body. He pointed his finger out, and all of a sudden, the images of golden dragons roared furiously. It was as if there was a divine dragon coiling around Zhao Mingxuan's body, making him look incomparably pale. He looked like a god.    

    

Roar!    

    

The golden dragon roared and attacked the heavens and the earth furiously. It was as if the illusory image of a golden dragon was sweeping through everything on the battle platform. Yuen Lieh's palm struck out a monstrous flame, causing the images of Fire Phoenix to appear. As they collided with the golden dragon, the wind and clouds on the battle stage changed drastically. Many people's facial expression changed. The attacks of these two men were extremely powerful. It all depended on who was stronger.    

    

"Get lost!" Zhao Mingxuan carved the golden divine dragon and crushed forward. The illusory Fire Phoenix were destroyed one after another. In the end, Zhao Mingxuan won.    

    

"Yuen Lieh, eliminated."    

    

Yuen Lieh walked down from the fighting stage sadly. He held the tenth jade plate in his hand, and was the center of attention. However, he had been defeated four times in a row, and had no chance of getting into the top ten.    

    

"The fifth one." Everyone silently counted. In the third round, five battles had broken out, and five people had been eliminated. Next, it was Faang Hongxuan.    

    

"It seems a bit difficult to choose." Faang Hongxuan frowned. The remaining people did not seem to be weak. He didn't want to experience Xu Wang's illusion. Han Feng and Jing Shengjie were both very strong. It was very likely that they would force him to use his trump card, but it wasn't the true ranking competition yet. He didn't want to expose his true strength so quickly.    

    

"Tian Mong." Faang Hongxuan thought for a while and finally found a relatively weak person.    

    

"Bad luck!" Tian Mong was hiding in the crowd, trying to prevent Faang Hongxuan from finding him, but unfortunately, Faang Hongxuan still saw him and chose him as his opponent.    

    

In just a few rounds, Faang Hongxuan won!    

    

Everyone looked at Faang Hongxuan's harmless appearance and exclaimed in their hearts. Whoever treated Faang Hongxuan as a weak scholar would definitely be conned to death. That page was actually incomparably sharp, and it almost cut Tian Mong in half.    

    

"Tian Mong, eliminated!"    

    

"The sixth." Everyone counted.    

    

Next, it was Fong Jue's turn. The domineering aura of a king emanated from his body. His eyes narrowed as if he was thinking.    

    

After a few breaths, Fong Jue finally decided on his opponent, Wu Meng.    

    

Jing Shengjie had already fought before. He wasn't confident that Han Feng and Zi Chen would win, so only Wu Meng could win.    

    

Although Wu Meng was a girl, in Fong Jue's eyes, she wouldn't show mercy just because her opponent was a girl.    

    

The top ten were opportunities, opportunities that could reach the heavens. He couldn't let go of them.    

    

Therefore, when Wu Meng stepped onto the fighting stage, she was immediately attacked by Fong Jue.    

    

Facing the storm of attacks, Wu Meng had no choice but to make a move. In the previous two rounds of battles, Wu Meng had never made a move. This time, everyone finally witnessed Wu Meng's means.    

    

"Illusion of the Combat King." Han Feng's expression was serious. This Fong Jue's King's Qi was indeed powerful. He wondered if Wu Meng could handle it.    

    

What surprised Han Feng was that Wu Meng was also skilled in the Divine Inscriptions of the Illusion Realm. However, compared to Xu Wang, Wu Meng's Illusion Realm was slightly weaker. Although Fong Jue was trapped, Fong Jue's Combat King Qi swept across the sky and earth. It was as if countless fists of Combat Kings were sweeping across the fighting stage, shattering the illusion realm. Wu Meng was knocked off the stage.    

    

"This Fong Jue's attack is too heavy." Faang Hongxuan quickly ran to Wu Meng's side. He was worried that Wu Meng would get hurt, which made Wu Meng's pretty face slightly red, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."    

    

"Don't worry. Next time, I'll help you teach him a lesson." Faang Hongxuan did not know whether it was intentional or not, but he spoke loudly. When everyone heard him, they naturally knew that he was talking about Fong Jue.    

    

This seemed to be an invitation to a battle?    

    

However, the next main character wasn't Faang Hongxuan, but Zi Chen. Fong Jue and Wu Meng had only lost one battle, and no one was eliminated in this round. Therefore, it was Zi Chen's turn to fight.    

    

Zi Chen's eyes swept across the crowd, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Hou Yue."    

    

"It's me again!" Hou Yue jumped up. His luck was too bad. He had already lost two rounds. This Zi Chen was obviously a troublesome opponent. His chances of winning were very slim!    

    

However, he did not expect that after him, Han Feng and Jing Shengjie would not be as easy to deal with as him.    

    

Hou Yue's steps were extremely strange. At the same time, his method of carving divine patterns was also very unique. It was extremely fast, but with a casual wave of his hand, a purple light spread out. With the Trend of the World wrapped around his body, Hou Yue's attack was unable to injure him. After that, Zi Chen's eyes lit up like a torch. He slammed his palm down and a purple palm print crushed Hou Yue's body. It knocked him down.    

    

Zi Chen, victory.    

    

"Hou Yue, it's not fated to be the top ten." Fong Loong spoke again. Hou Yue had lost three matches in a draw.    

    

"The seventh." Everyone was looking forward to the next two matches. If no one lost three matches... Then, they would have to choose from the one who had lost two battles. This way, the ones who had passed before would have to fight again. Talent! Choose ten people.    

    

"It's my turn." The few people before Han Feng were either eliminated or defeated. It was his turn to go on stage in this match.    

    

"Zi Chen has just fought. Let him go for now. Let's choose Jing Shengjie." Han Feng appeared very casual. Immediately, he looked at Jing Shengjie. A wisp of sharp intent shot out toward Jing Shengjie.    

    

Jing Shengjie was also paying attention to Han Feng's choice. When he saw Han Feng's sharp eyes looking at him, he immediately understood what he meant. He took a step forward and rushed towards the fighting stage.    

    

He had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.    

    

Before the start of the examination, he had wanted to fight Han Feng. Now, the time had finally come.    

    

"Finally, I can abuse you openly." When Han Feng saw Jing Shengjie on the fighting stage, the corner of his mouth curled up as he said with a smile.    

    

"Don't be too full of yourself." Jing Shengjie sneered, "Even if you have won a few times, this is just a fluke. Although I can't kick you out of the top ten, I will prove that you are not as good as me."    

    

This was what Jing Shengjie had always wanted to do. Since the first day Han Feng stepped into Zhaotian Sect, Jing Shengjie had wanted to prove that he was stronger than Han Feng.    

    

Even though he had heard some rumors about Miss Qing Feng, the person she liked. It was not Han Feng, but Han Feng's brother. However, Jing Shengjie still wanted to fight Han Feng and defeat him. Only by doing so could he vent his anger. He could only watch as Han Feng rose to power. He was not convinced in his heart. He should be stronger than Han Feng. How could he allow Han Feng to steal his limelight?    

    

Although Han Feng's performance in the previous few battles was very experienced, Jing Shengjie still did not fear him. This was a battle that should have happened a long time ago. It was unavoidable and useless to fear. Could it be that he was destined to lose to Han Feng?    

    

"Was it a fluke?" Han Feng laughed, "If I had such good luck, then you will definitely lose."    

    

In Han Feng's heart, he also wanted to beat Jing Shengjie up. Since the first day he participated in the Zhaotian Sect examination, this Jing Shengjie had been tricking him. He wanted to prevent ___ from passing the examination, and then cause trouble again and again. Han Feng had long remembered Jing Shengjie's name in his heart. Before this, no chance, but right now, just nice.    

    

"Arrogant and ignorant." A blazing golden light surged behind Jing Shengjie's back. After that, he took a step forward and said, "Let's fight!"    

    

In an instant, the light of the ancient Buddha spread out. It was as if the sound of the supreme Buddha had resounded through the heaven and earth. The sound of the Buddha rumbled like an ancient bell, sounding an ancient and distant sound.    

    

"Suppress!" Jing Shengjie raised his hand and inscribed the divine patterns. Numerous ancient Buddha silhouettes lunged at Han Feng, carrying the divine patterns of suppression. The two divine patterns seemed to have merged into one, and their power was monstrous. They wanted to suppress all attacks.    

    

"Seal!" Han Feng spat out a word, and a palm print was slapped out. In an instant, the divine patterns on the battle platform sparkled, and floated in front of him. When the ancient Buddha silhouettes collided with the divine patterns, they were all sealed away.