Chapter 52： King Kong is not bad (1/2)
Li Ye counted the people who entered the final. There were 56 people in total. Among them, there were 17 people including him who entered through the preliminary rounds of the qualifiers. Among these people, most of them were the cultivation bases of the sixth peak of the Lingwu rank, and only a few had a relatively low level.
Among them, the most dazzling one is Li Datou, the cultivation base of the fifth level of Lingwu rank, he is the only one who has reached the finals without reaching the sixth level of Lingwu rank.
”That kid is born with supernatural power, although his realm is a little bit lower, but even people one level higher than his realm are blown away by a few punches!”
Many people have lingering fears about Li Datou's natural supernatural power. Including Li Yijian and others, as the strong players in the preliminary rounds of the finals, looked at him with a trace of dread.
”Although this kid is a little lower, he may be able to make it into the top 20 of this genius summit!”
However, some people sneered at them. Taking the geniuses who participated in the genius summit last year as an example, many people felt ridiculous at all. Among them, some sneered and said, ”What about natural power, martial artists and martial artists? The disparity is even greater than what you group of trash thinks!”
As soon as this sentence came out, many people became stiff, and then smiled bitterly.
Yes, there is a huge gap between the martial artist and the martial artist!
Under the seventh level of Lingwu rank, they are called martial practitioners, who cultivate blood soul power to strengthen their physique. However, after reaching the seventh level of Lingwu Rank, it is different. In addition to strengthening the body, the martial artist can also stimulate the real power of the blood soul power in the body!
”Blood soul qi!”
Li Ye thought of the previous battle between Li Huo and Li Mo, and Li Huo, who inspired the bleeding soul, undoubtedly increased his attack power by more than ten times. Although this method cannot last, it is a person under the seventh level of Lingwu rank. Unable to resist this attack. Not to mention that the blood soul power in the martial artist's body is more than ten times that of the sixth-tier spirit martial artist, and the gap can be imagined.
Fifty-six people, all of whom draw lots to determine their opponents in the first round.
Hearing the rules of the final, Li Ye thought slightly.
”Sometimes, luck is also part of strength.”
Li Yuanjia shook his head and smiled, and went up first to draw lots. Li Ye saw that the note in his hand was seventeen.
At this time, a respected elder from each of the three major families is responsible for the fairness of the lottery. Everyone will get a piece of paper with their own numbers written on it.
”Everyone draws one, number one and number fifty six, number two and number fifty five! And so on!”
Li Ye went up too, pulled out a piece of paper from one of the wooden boxes, spread it out, and wrote a number on it, twenty-nine.
”Twenty-nine?” In other words, he will compete with the person who is drawn to the 28th to qualify for the next round.
Soon, he saw his opponent.
”The Li family boy?”
On the 28th, it was a young man from the Wu family. When he saw Li Ye go up, his face was slightly sarcasm, his eyes were contemptuous, and he didn't put Li Ye in his eyes at all.
”Seventh level of Lingwu, Master!”
When everyone saw the young man from the Wu family, they all shook their heads, thinking that Li Ye was defeated.
In Wu's family, some people smiled and sighed that they were lucky in the first round. They met a soft persimmon.
Only a few people who knew Li Ye's methods showed weird faces, especially Li Yuanjia and other people who had seen Li Ye's disciples in the First Battle of the Inner Sect who showed their strengths, looked at the Wu family disciple with a good look.
”Boy, report your name.”
Seeing that his opponent was only in the late sixth stage of Lingwu Rank, Wu Lei had a relaxed expression, hooked his fingers at Li Ye, and swept across with a playful look, quite disapproving.
”Li Ye.”
At this time, some people around had secretly placed a bet to buy Wu Lei to win. Only a few people wanted to bet on the upset, so they placed a bet on Li Ye.
”Although Wu Lei did not make it into the top ten at the genius summit last year, he also made it into the top twenty. His strength should not be underestimated! Unless he encounters a pervert that is expected to hit the top ten, he cannot lose, and he still faces This is especially true for a junior who is one level lower!”
Some people who think they are knowledgeable talk in private, as if they are very optimistic that Wu Lei can win.
”This Wu Lei has the strength of the seventh stage of the Lingwu Rank, and he is not considered a weak one among the strong at the level of a martial artist.”
At this time, Wu Lei took out his weapon, a gleaming three-foot green front.
”Sword repair!”
Seeing the weapon in the opponent's hand, Li Ye's eyes condensed slightly. Sword repair is usually stronger than people of the same rank, and the attack is more terrifying.
”Although Wu Lei only has the seventh stage of the Lingwu Rank, but because of the sword repair, even if he encounters the powerhouse of the Lingwu Rank seventh peak, he will have a battle.”
Slightly put away a trace of contempt, Li Ye knew that even though he had defeated Li Wei's powerhouse at the seventh peak of the Spirit Martial Order, he couldn't take it lightly.
Jian Xiu's attacks are often deadly! If you underestimate the enemy, the consequences may be fatal.
”Boy, if you are out of luck, you met me!”
With a wicked laugh, a round of sword light flashed across, as fast as lightning, piercing Li Ye's throat!