Half an hour later.

In a huge transparent virtual terminal,

There are 738 seats neatly displayed.

The five color settings of seats are divided into five major areas, and each seat is also written with a number, from No. 001 to No. 738.

Jiang Li’s number is No. 707, Li Haobai’s number is No. 32, and Fang Baiyun’s number is No. 39.

When Jiang Li got his number, he asked Li Wangyue whether the number was selected randomly. According to his understanding, the number should be divided by the school camp and it would be easier to manage.

For example, the Imperial Capital Martial Arts University is No. 1 to 127, the First Military Martial Arts University is No. 128 to 244, and so on.

Li Wangyue's answer, which was holding a smirk, made him smile bitterly.

Her answer was that this was the result of the combined strength of senior tuberculosis contestants from United Insurance and five major universities, the previous results of the contestants, and other factors.

In short, it is seed sorting.

The one who ranks first is naturally the one who is most expected to win the championship.

The lower the ranking, the lower the hope of winning the championship.

As a freshman, Jiang Li has no record of participating in the competition in the past, and secondly, no matter which school, freshmen in freshmen are generally ranked at the bottom.

Jiangnan Wudao University has not performed well in the five major leagues in recent years.

Therefore, due to the overall impact of the school, he ranked No. 707.

He would not believe in such a result without Kang Jinyan and Fang Seoul.

At least, he is sure that other universities are now responsible for collecting intelligence personnel from various candidates, must have revealed the evidence that he is suspected to have the power of the four-star war emperor.

As for the sword-holding man, although the sword-holding man forced some information and record about him to protect him, he served as an S-level secret.

But there must be talents recruited from other universities on the sword-holding side.

If he hadn't greeted Fang Seoul, his terrifying talent would have been directly heard by the senior executives of other universities.

"The master and the second senior brother are holding on to bad tricks and are planning to get the place back."

Jiang Cheng laughed in his heart and couldn't help but look in the direction of the judges.

When he saw Kang Jinyan winking at him, he further confirmed his guess.

In the virtual terminal.

Jiang Li closed his eyes and kept himself in his best condition.

Since the master intends to let him completely beat these people's faces, then he, an apprentice, must cooperate, which can be considered as a depressive aura that has accumulated for a long time for Jiangnan martial arts colleges and universities.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

......

"one!"

"The competition officially begins!"

After the mechanical electronic voice finished speaking, 738 large or small pictures appeared on the large screen presented by the huge transparent virtual terminal.

Wei Ruo, who occupied the C position of the screen and was also the largest picture, is the first military and martial arts university. The same size as him is slightly more than him, and Chu, who defeated him in the five major leagues last year.

Bowen.

As for the location and size of Jiang Li’s picture, it’s better not to mention it.

The competition begins.

The scenes in front of all the contestants changed and turned into different scenes.

The scene where Wei Ruo is located is a desert, Chu Bowen is a hill, Li Haobai is a swamp, and Fang Baiyun is a narrow alley.

As for Jiang Li, he is in a world of ice and snow.

The snow was covered with snow, and a biting cold wind blew on Jiang Li's face.

He glanced left and right, observing the ferocious beasts that might be hidden in the snow.

"Look, who is that? He actually killed a four-star war emperor-level beast in seconds with one blow."

Suddenly, a commotion occurred in the huge Red Bird Stadium.

On the virtual large screen, a slightly smaller picture suddenly enlarged a little.

In the picture, a young man holding a long green sword with a solemn expression was like a tiger going down the mountain, and he just slashed at the ferocious beast that was rushing towards him. The ferocious beast howled, turning into spots and disappeared into the grassland.

"Who is No. 59? This knife is at least at the level of the Seven-Star War Emperor?"

An audience asked the audience beside them without realizing it.

"Nonsense, this sword is at the level of the Eight Star War Emperor. I'm afraid it's at least the best of the Eight Star War Emperor."

The audience next to him was a gray-haired old man. This old man was once the Six-Star War Emperor. However, he was old and lame with one leg in another battle. Then he retreated from the front line and started his retirement life completely.

"Who is this? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Another audience asked.

"This person is called Xu Tiangang, and he is the leader of the sword and martial arts college in the inner courtyard of Nanjiang Martial Arts College."

Someone replied again that this person obviously has some understanding of Jiangnan martial arts universities.

"Look! Wei Ruo took action!"

"Hey, Chu Bowen also killed one in seconds."

"Look! My goddess! The sword of Goddess Cui Xiong is so amazing."

"Look! That's Lei Zheng from my Thunder Martial Arts College."

In an instant, on the huge virtual screen, the pictures of various geniuses killing ferocious beasts continued to grow, but they were soon replaced by the pictures of others.

Just a few moments.

All virtual screens sorted by numbers begin to change continuously.

The picture of the contestant who can kill the beast in seconds begins to grow bigger and move forward.

The slightly inferior strength began to move backwards.

This is for fairness and also for all viewers to truly understand the strength of each contestant, and the system automatically sorts and captures the screen.

Otherwise, in 738 scenes, ten people would be dizzy and could not tell the performance of the contestants.

"It's amazing, there are actually more than a dozen players who can instantly kill the four-star war emperor-level beast."

"These people should be the Eight-Star War Emperor."

"Tsk tsk, the eight-star war emperor who has not graduated from university is amazing. The future God of War will not run away, and it will not even be an ordinary God of War."

Looking at the pictures that kept flashing on the virtual large screen, millions of viewers were either excited, surprised, proud, or shocked.

"Hey, who is that? Player No. 707, have you never seen him?"

In the huge screen above the gymnasium, a world covered by ice and snow, a four-legged beast with two eyes and two-legged eyes is covered with tough and heavy ice and snow armor. If a huge ice hockey is like holding black in hand

Jiang Li of the Yue Zhan Knife smashed away.

However, Jiang Li just drew his sword and slashed it, and a sharp sword light with an electric arc appeared in the air.

With a click, the ice shattered, and the huge ice puck in the air seemed to have been cut open, and bright red blood splattered everywhere.

Dong!

Bang!

Two sounds of falling sounded, and the four-star war emperor-level snow beast was cut into two pieces of falling white ice and snow, and then turned into spots and disappeared.

"Hiss! Good guy, kill it in one blow. I didn't even see how he used it. I'm afraid this guy is also the Eight Star Wars Emperor."

Millions of spectators took a breath in the entire Red Bird Stadium.

Ye Lina, who supported the logistics, also stared at the scene on the big screen with her eyes blankly, her eyes widened and could not close her ears for a long time.

Other viewers were confused and thought that Jiang Li was a senior war emperor who had never heard of before, but she knew very well how long it took Jiang Li to get to this point.

"Nana, this is unlikely..."

The best friend beside Ye Lina also opened her eyes wide, her face full of shock.

Also shocked were Yuan Lei and Liang Wu. Even Ning Jing, who recruited Jiang Li to the school, opened her mouth wide.

Although she guessed that Jiang Li might have reached the level of the Six-Star War Emperor when he was selected on campus, when it was really effective, the shock that he saw with his own eyes was far beyond the test of the Blood and Qi Column.
Chapter completed!