Half an hour later, no one stood up from the stone platform. When the nine old men saw this, they looked at each other and smiled. The elder of the Xiao family in the lead slowly shouted: "Okay, the first round of the game is over. You will step down and rest for a while, and then start to continue the game later."

The old voice spread throughout the stone platform. Seeing this, everyone on the stone platform nodded and stepped away from the stone platform.

Chu Fei's figure jumped off the stone platform and returned to the side of the He family. His eyes kept looking around, and he was very curious about the next second round of the game.

"Our Master Chu Fei's great kindness, our He family will definitely be unforgettable!!"

As soon as Chu Fei returned to his seat, the head of the He family took He Meng and bowed to Chu Fei together and said in a deep voice.

Chu Fei shook his head, helped the head of the He family up, and began to ask about the second round of competition.

Seeing Chu Fei ask a question, He Meng said directly: "Unlike the theoretical knowledge in the first round, the second round of this Divine Realm Competition is the test of the real ability of the soul warlock. Only when the winner fights in pairs can the winner become the Son of God."

"So that's how it is, it's very simple." Chu Fei nodded, and his eyes showed a thought.

With He Meng's introduction, Chu Fei had recognized all the strong opponents in the entire game in a short while and had a rough decision in his heart.

"cough!"

One hour later, He Tian, ​​among the nine old men, slowly stood up, and a faint coughing sounded with soul power in everyone's ears. Suddenly, the whispers began to decrease. After a moment, they completely dissipated. They raised their eyes and looked at the old man in black robe at the center of the high platform. His eyes were full of awe and respect. As the nine referees in this Divine Realm Competition, even ordinary rebirth-realistic strongmen kept respecting him, let alone the children of the family.

"Since the number of people is complete, the competition can also begin." He Tian smiled faintly: "But before the game, I still want to remind you that although the atmosphere in the Divine Realm is open-minded, I still hope that you will try not to kill during the game. You are all people in the Divine Realm. Although this game is about winning or losing, it is not about you fighting to the death. So I hope you can control your position."

After hearing He Tian's words, some contestants nodded slightly, but more of them were undeniable. In order to successfully become the Son of God in the Divine Realm, who would not give his all to this competition? With all their strength, the strength is difficult to control, and accidents are inevitable.

His eyes swept across the faces of the contestants, and He Tian shook his head helplessly. Now the atmosphere in the divine realm has gradually become fierce. In those games, some rookies who were not aware of fighting have also grown into grassland wolves with rich combat experience. Now it is a bit difficult to curb their ferocity.

"The rules are the same as before, and the opponent is drawn to draw lots." Seeing that the words did not achieve much effect, He Tian stopped talking nonsense and said in a deep voice.

As he fell down, his sleeves robe swayed lightly. Suddenly, a black cloth that was not far away from Chu Fei and others fell down, revealing the stone platform below. On the stone platform, there was a wide wooden tube with many bamboo sticks in it.

"There are five blue-bottom tags in the barrel, and five red-bottom tags, and the number of tags is from one to five. For example, if you draw the blue-bottom tags, then your opponent is the holder of the red-bottom tag two." He Tian briefly explained the lottery rules. This thing is not complicated, so people who have experienced this for the first time can understand it.

"Okay, the lottery starts!"

A contestant walked to the stone platform in an orderly manner, then pulled out the bamboo sticks and read out his number in public, then left.

Chu Fei was not in a hurry to draw lots. He stood there, but suddenly frowned slightly, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the back. He happened to see a pair of resentful gazes. Judging from his appearance, he was actually Huo Tai who was defeated by him. Seeing his appearance, he seemed to still hold a grudge against him. Moreover, he was a little dissatisfied with this hatred. Perhaps he was like the outside world, thinking that he lost to Chu Fei because he underestimated the enemy.

Seeing Chu Fei's eyes shot, Huo Tai's face shook, he sneered, stepped forward, walked to the stone platform, groped for a while, and finally took a red-bottomed bamboo stick, and said in a dull voice: "Red-bottomed Five." After reading, he retreated aside and continued to stare at Chu Fei with a vicious look, cursing in his heart, "It's best to draw the same bamboo stick as Xiao Yixian!"

Under the curse of Huotai, Chu Fei finally walked towards the stone platform slowly, pulled out a red-bottomed tag, glanced at him, and was stunned at first, and then a touch of playfulness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Red bottom...5." Chu Fei chuckled, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Huo Tai, who suddenly stiffened his sneer on his face. Although Huo Tai, as the elder of the Huo family, participated in this Divine Realm competition, it seemed incredible, but for the people in the Divine Realm, he did not feel any strange at all.

The rules of the Divine Realm Competition are not limited by age, so many older people will participate in the competition on behalf of their families. Huo Tai is obviously a substitute for the Huo family to participate in this Divine Realm Competition.

It has been more than half a month since he was injured by Chu Fei's previous punch, but the injuries on his body still hurt a little, and he also hated Chu Fei even more.

When Chu Fei reported his number, Huo Tai's face suddenly became stiff, and even a little pale even though it was stiff.

Although he was always worried about his defeat at Chu Fei, and perhaps because of his unwillingness to admit it, Huo Tai always blamed Chu Fei for the final reason for his failure on his sudden action. However, at this moment, a very faint fear arose in his heart. It seemed that although he was unwilling to admit it, deep in his heart, he really had a little fear of Chu Fei.

Tighten the bamboo stick in his hand, Huo Tai looked at the playful smile hanging on the corner of Chu Fei's mouth, his face twitched, and his eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyes were like a fierce hungry wolf who was gambled: "Damn bastard, this time, even if he tried his best, he would lose the opportunity to compete for the son of the Divine Realm!"

Looking at Huo Tai with his head hanging down, Chu Fei played with the bamboo stick in his hand, not having much worry. When he was at the first level of the rebirth realm, he was able to defeat Huo Tai. Now he has improved a lot of strength. It is even easier to surpass him.

He Tian's eyes slowly swept across the venue, seeing that all the contestants had decided the order, then nodded slightly, and a faint old voice echoed throughout the venue: "Since the draw has been completed, please return to your position first, and the competition order will be randomly drawn."

After saying that, He Tian casually pulled out a bamboo stick from a bamboo tube in front of him, glanced at it, and said lightly: "No. 7."

Hearing the number He Tian recited, the two of them suddenly became tense in the contestants.

"The blue-bottomed bamboo sticks and red-bottomed bamboo sticks are left, and the rest of them leave the field." He waved his hand and ordered.

As He Tian's order fell, everyone in the field suddenly flashed out, and then two people were left in the field.

The two left behind in the field also understood the rules. The next moment, they quickly concentrated their minds, their faces were tense, and their bodies were filled with faint soul power. They each took out their weapons and looked at their opponents with sharp eyes.

Looking at the hot fighting spirit gradually spreading in the venue, the quieter stands sounded again, and some gazes became much hotter and hotter in this moment. The long-awaited Divine Realm Competition is now finally officially kicking off.

Chu Fei all returned to the high platform. The former touched Xiao Yixian's eyes not far away, and nodded with smiles.

"One of these two guys ranks 35 and the other ranks 38. Their strengths are not too different, so it's a bit anxious when fighting." Commander Deng looked at the two of them in the field and said with a smile.

Chu Fei nodded casually, leaned against the railing, and stopped in the field with his eyes lazily.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Chu Fei's opponent was Huo Tai again." He Meng covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Just just defeated generals." Chu Fei smiled faintly. Now that he met again, he could clearly confirm it in public to everyone. He could defeat Huo Tai for the first time, and he could defeat him the second time, or even the third time!

"But that guy seems to hold a grudge against you too. I'm afraid this encounter will really fight to the death. Although you are not afraid of him, you should be careful. If you are injured by him, it will be a bit unfavorable to your next game." Commander Deng frowned and reminded.

Chu Fei nodded with a smile. He was cautious in people and naturally would be careful about such things. Therefore, he was cautious about this game, for fear that something would go wrong and that his plan would be deviated.

While the few people were talking to each other, the two people in the field below had already suddenly met in the heat and noises in the stands. The powerful soul powers were in contact with each other, and a low explosion burst out. As the figures flashed, the crisp sound of gold and iron kept flashing with sparks. From the beginning of the battle, the warm-up plug was omitted and directly entered the real battle.

One of the two people in the field was fire-attributed soul power and the other was wood-attributed soul power. Although the latter was slightly stronger, it seemed like the soul power was restrained for some reason, but it seemed a little difficult to defend against the opponent's attack. The participant with fire-attributed soul power was quite smart and deeply understood the essence of a single blow. As the offensive unfolded, the hot and strong wind continued, and the light red soul power was like clusters of substantial flames rising, drew arcs in the air and slashed at the opponent fiercely. However, during his fierce attack, the man with wood-attributed soul power did not panic or change color at all. His face calmly took all the opponent's attacks. Although it seemed to be at a disadvantage, it was not severely damaged.
Chapter completed!