4373: C4373 Second Round of Combat

C4373 Second Round of Combat

Long Yan was very worried about Long Ling. If the woman he loved died just like that in this place, he really didn't know if he would have the courage to continue living.

At this time, Long Ling's pure white and warm hands grabbed Long Yan. She carried a tranquil beauty and deeply influenced Long Yan's heart, calming it down for a moment.

Long Ling then softly said, "Big Brother Yan, you have always been outstanding. I have believed in you many times, but this time, you can believe in me. Don't worry, I will definitely defeat my opponent."

After saying that, the two of them embraced each other.

"Ling'er …" Long Yan didn't know what to say anymore. Even though he wasn't a descendant of the Spiritual Gods, he was helplessly involved in this life and death game, and didn't even have a choice.

"I really don't know whether these illusions of Divine Spirits are real, or is it just the will of the Divine Spirits that they left behind back then. What is their purpose in doing this?" "Don't tell me that when people die, no matter how many rewards we get, what's the point?"

Long Yan was even more unable to guess what the final result would be. There were more than ten thousand talented warriors. Not only Long Ling and Jin Xuanmeng, these were all women that Long Yan cared about the most.

Long Ling also tightly held onto Long Yan's arm, and said intimately, "For our love, we must live on properly, so we must trust each other. Big Brother Yan, I know that if I die, you won't be able to accept it, and neither will I. None of us will die!"

Long Yan had never seen her so serious before and said so confidently.

"In that case, I think we should make some preparations and see how we can deal with this situation. If we encounter any unexpected danger, how should we resolve it?"

As they chatted, the last breath of time quickly arrived on the great platform. Unfortunately, neither of these two genius martial artists managed to defeat the other. This meant that both of them were eliminated from the competition at the same time.

Clang …

The final death knell rang out. The white jade bricks beneath their feet floated up into the air, causing the two of them to fall into the Seven Colored Divine Mist at the same time.

No matter how hard they fought, they couldn't escape death. The reality was cruel, twenty people died in the end, some fell into the Seven Colored Divine Mist, and a few warriors were killed by their opponents because of their weak strength.

For a time, all of the genius fighters on the platform were dumbstruck as they looked at the huge plaza in the middle of the stage.

They were all dumbfounded. The danger of death enveloped everyone and no one dared to be completely confident of becoming the final winner. This life and death game was even more cruel than they imagined.

A hundred thousand meters wide platform began to spin as countless divine inscriptions flickered on it. At this moment, no one could laugh. Even the most powerful person in the divine cave, Zhan Tian, had a blank look on his face.

No one was being naive anymore. They were all aware of the cruel reality before them.

All the platforms that they were on started to move, as if the ten divine gods in the sky were assigning their opponents to them.

He didn't know what kind of cruel game of death would follow.

No one could change the rules set by this deity. If someone wanted to give up, they wouldn't be able to escape and would be eliminated immediately. Thus, everyone had to fight.

Those experts who had stepped into the realm of Divine Tribulation were also filled with shock. Their faces were grim. They would also encounter martial practitioners as powerful as themselves, so their chances of victory were very slim.

Besides, no one knew if the rules of the game would continue to run in circles.

Very quickly, the second round of the battle started. This time, the martial artists that were chosen were pretty much all in the late eighth level of the Underworld and the early ninth level of the Underworld.

This time, there were a total of sixty warriors, and the victor was also one person.

When everyone heard about the death rate, they were all shocked and dumbstruck. These deities had done all of this just to play with these descendants of deities. Everyone only had a one in sixty chance of surviving. This was simply unimaginable.

Some of the selected genius martial artists had already made the preparations to fight to the death. This time, the game of death was even more brutal, terrifying, and bloody.

In this random selection of fighters, their strength was so uneven that there were actually between the eighth and the ninth stage.

Soon, Long Yan saw that three people from the Heaven and Earth Godly Sect had been chosen, while one from Xuanyuan City, one from Zhuge Shen City and one from Gu Ling Divine City. Furthermore, the one chosen by the Ancient Spirit God City was actually Long Ling, Long Yan's most beloved woman.

It was Long Ling's turn to go on stage so soon, and her chances of survival were only one in sixty.

All the participants of the game of death had already been sent to that huge platform.1

Their fates for each other would be completely ignited at this moment. They would all fight with their lives on the line for the sake of each other. Even if someone joined hands, they would still become each other's opponent in the end.

The fate of death loomed over everyone's heads, and all their faces were extremely solemn. The person who wanted to kill them was their most revered ancestor, the Divine Spirit Realm.

The selected candidates hadn't yet received the death knell, and everyone was already in a state of preparation for battle.

Through the transparent light, Long Ling could see Long Yan cheering for her. Even more people felt helpless.

The process of waiting was undoubtedly very torturous. Everyone hoped that time would stop and stop testing these genius martial artists. They were truly afraid.

Their hearts were filled with fear. If they had chosen to slow down their battle, they would have lived longer. However, they discovered that waiting like this was actually much more torturous, and death was unavoidable.

Some people could not bear this waiting for their deaths and immediately went mad, feeling extremely tormented in their hearts.

As time passed, the battle had yet to begin. This time, the 60 participants were dripping with cold sweat.

Before the battle had even begun, his face had already turned deathly pale, and his entire body was trembling.

This game of death was planned by the gods. Everyone would participate, and no one could avoid it.

Long Yan searched for Jin Xuanmeng. Luckily, she wasn't among the sixty warriors; otherwise, Long Yan would definitely not accept it if she met Long Ling. That was the result he didn't want to see the most.

At any time, the simulacrum of the gods in the sky would emit a sonorous divine voice.

"60 people, 120 breaths of time. Time is up and there is only one victor left on the platform. The second life or death battle shall begin at the countdown!"

As the divine sound echoed out, the bell for death rang out.

Clang …

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