Endless Killing: I Synthesized The Root Of All Things

Chapter 219 Avatar Registration

"Hey, that's natural." Li Tianxiang was full of pride and excitement. Biqu library

Immediately afterwards, he looked up at the stone tablet above Dengxiantai, with a hot light shining in his eyes.

As a direct disciple of the Li family, Li Tianxiang is not bad at talent. If he is lucky enough, he might be able to inherit the position of head of the Li family. This is what he dreams of.

"I heard that the rewards for climbing to Xiantai this year are very attractive. I wonder who will win the championship?" Li Tianxiang murmured.

"Brother Li, it is said that there are Restrictions set up on Dengxiantai, and only Practitioners below 50 stars are allowed to participate, so, who do you think has a higher probability of winning this year's competition?" the white-robed youth asked.

"Hey, needless to say, of course it's the Young Master!" Li Tianxiang patted his chest confidently and said.

"Brother Li's strength is naturally clear to me. You will definitely win the first place." The white-robed youth flattered him with a smile.

"Haha, you are quite good at talking." Li Tianxiang laughed out loud.

At this time, a guard hurried over and said respectfully: "Second Young Master, my master invites you to go to the conference hall to discuss matters."

"Father calling me?"

Li Tianxiang raised his eyebrows, he glanced at the white-robed youth, then nodded and said: "Understood, you wait here first, I will discuss something with my father."

"Okay, Brother Li, go slowly."

After Li Tianxiang left, the corner of the white-robed youth's mouth raised an indifferent arc, and he walked towards Dengxiantai.

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At this moment, the square under Dengxiantai is already crowded with people.

In the square, there were two rows of long tables, behind which sat a burly and strong man. m.x.com

In front of the long table, there are two large chairs.

A middle-aged man in a gold robe sat on the left and right of these two chairs.

This golden-cloaked middle-aged man was obese, with flushed skin, and a pair of shrewd and sharp eyes. A powerful aura waved from his body, giving people a great sense of oppression. This person is the national teacher of the Martial King Dynasty, the Elder of the Hunyuan Sword Sect, Han Yuyang.

"My lord, why did you call me here today?" A middle-aged strong man said in a deep voice, this is the Martial King's Zhenbei General, Yang Zhen.

"Today is my Hunyuan Sword Sect's once-in-a-hundred-year competition to ascend the immortal platform. I plan to select a few people with acceptable aptitude to be my disciples on the immortal platform." Han Yuyang said with a smile.

"Ah, this is a happy event. I don't know who in our Tian Martial King are eligible."

Yang Zhen immediately rubbed his hands excitedly and said.

"There are so many talents, I just screened some of them initially, as for more people, I plan to screen after the competition."

Han Yuyang said with a smile.

"Hahaha, that's natural." Yang Zhen laughed.

"General Yang, our competition today is an elimination system."

Han Yuyang said, "As long as you pass the Ascent to Xiantai assessment and defeat the guards on the Ascension to Xiantai, you can become the number one in this competition.

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"What? Elimination?"

Yang Zhen was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in surprise.

"That's right, the guards on the Immortal Terrace are all inner disciples of the Hunyuan Sword Sect!" Han Yuyang explained.

"If someone goes a step further, there are still elite disciples behind, until the chief disciple of the sect master, they will make a move!"

"I see." Yang Zhen nodded secretly.

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at this time.

Su Xiu looked at the rules of the competition, and suddenly thought about it.

With a wave of his hand, a shrunken version of him was pulled out of his body, gradually growing in size.

This good fortune soon became Su Xiu's clone, which has 49 star strength.

Just in time for this competition.

And it can also cover up people's eyes and ears, so that the Tianyuan Dynasty won't know that he has turned to help them!

"Call me, Su Xun!"

Su Xiu simply pinched the face of this clone, which was slightly different from his own, and re-named it, allowing him to join the ranks of the competition.

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"I want to sign up!"

"No sect, no sect, named Su Xun!"

A young man in a white robe holding a sword, who looked younger than Su Xiu by several years, stood in front of the immortal platform.

Many people turned their gazes over, saw Su Xun's face clearly, and were full of doubts in their hearts. It was indeed a new face that had never appeared before.

Why, they have never seen a young hero with a strength of 50 stars.

The disciple of Hunyuan Sword Sect who was responsible for the registration naturally filled out the name card for Su Xiu and handed it to him: "Let's go to the queue!"