bookcurios Chapter 248 Lord God, what are you doing?
Chapter 248 Lord God, what are you doing?
Ling Zun's eyes were gentle and deep as he swept across the dense crowd below and continued:
"In view of the surge in the number of participants, we have carefully designed a three-round competition system to ensure that the competition is fierce and exciting. In the first round, we will use a points system for all-comers to compete. Each player will compete with others one by one, the winner will get points, and the loser will not. After this round, the top 100 players in points will advance to the next round."
"The second round is called the 'Illusionary Competition'. In this round, all the qualified contestants will enter the illusion we carefully constructed and start a competition of speed and wisdom. There are many difficulties and traps in the illusion, and only the one who reaches the finish line the fastest can win. After this round, we will select the top 50 to enter the final battle."
"As for the third round, it will be a 'limited time escape' that will test the contestants' adaptability and teamwork. Five people will form a group and face a complex maze and unknown challenges. Only the first contestant to successfully escape will be qualified to advance. In this round, we will select the five strongest contestants from the fifty people."
"After three rounds of fierce competition, the conference will produce the top ten martial arts. But this is just the beginning, the real competition is still to come. The top ten contestants will return to the stage of the points competition, and each of them will have to compete with the other nine one by one. In this round of competition, the one with the highest points will become the final winner and reach the top of martial arts. Of course, we also respect the choice of each contestant and allow them to give up the competition, but once they give up, they will be regarded as failure."
Ling Zun's words were gentle yet powerful, and every word she said was like a gentle spring breeze, nourishing the hearts of every contestant.
The martial arts tournament officially kicks off, and a contest of courage, wisdom and glory is about to take place.
As the martial arts competition progressed, a group of masters including Shen Xing, Shen Li, Mo Fang and the lively Fu Rongjun, relying on their outstanding strength and skills, quickly emerged in the points competition and became the focus of everyone's attention.
Each of their confrontations was exciting, drawing cheers and applause from the audience.
However, in this bustling arena, an unexpected name emerged like a dark horse and quickly took the top spot in the standings - Fang Sheng.
This name seems strange and mysterious to most people, as if it was born from nothingness overnight, but swept the entire tournament at an astonishing speed.
Fang Sheng seemed so at ease in every battle, no matter he was facing a strong opponent or trapped in a complex combat environment, he could always rely on his extraordinary wisdom and skills to overcome danger or even turn defeat into victory.
His fighting style is unique and changeable, making it hard to predict, but one cannot help but admire his profound martial arts skills and extraordinary adaptability.
Ling Zun, Tian Di and Xing Zhi Shen Jun, the three high-ranking beings, naturally also noticed this unusual movement in the standings.
The three of them exchanged meaningful glances, and it was obvious that they all had a strong interest in the suddenly rising Fang Sheng.
However, when they tried to find out Fang Sheng's background, they found that this person was like a blank sheet of paper, with no clues or information to search.
"Who is this person? Why have I never heard of his name before?" Ling Zun frowned, his heart full of doubts.
The Emperor of Heaven shook his head slightly, indicating that he knew nothing either:
"It's really strange. With his strength, if he came from a famous sect, he would have been well-known long ago. But now it seems that he appeared out of nowhere."
The God of Actions raised his lips slightly, with a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes:
"Interesting, it seems that this martial arts competition is more lively than expected. This Fang Sheng may bring us some unexpected surprises."
After a brief discussion, the three of them fell into deep thought.
The long race of the points race is like a protracted war, testing the endurance and perseverance of every participant.
During this period, although the Lords such as Ling Zun, Tiandi and Xingzhi Shenjun were busy with various affairs, they still paid attention to the progress of the martial arts competition from time to time, and were particularly concerned about the performance of several outstanding players such as Shen Li.
One day, Lord Xingzhi unexpectedly showed up at Shen Li's competition venue. His arrival undoubtedly added a bit of unusual atmosphere to this already fierce contest.
Shen Li noticed this extraordinary god in the crowd at a glance, and couldn't help feeling a sense of familiarity in her heart. Moreover, from that solemn face, Shen Li seemed to see the face of another familiar woman, and there was some kind of indescribable connection between these two people.
However, when she tried to recall carefully, she found that there was no trace of the God of Action and that man in her memory.
After Lord Xingzhi exchanged a few simple greetings with Shen Li, his eyes inadvertently fell on Shen Li's crown.
Shen Li was immersed in the atmosphere of respect and reverence for Lord Xingzhi, and did not dare to let his eyes wander around.
Coincidentally, Xingzhi God Lord reached out his hand and gently touched it, as if to confirm something, and then smiled and said:
"It seems that some leaves have fallen. I'll help you brush them away." This action made Shen Li feel a little surprised. At the same time, the inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart instantly dissipated, and was replaced by a hint of doubt.
At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven appeared silently behind the God of Xingzhi, his voice was low and magnetic:
"My Lord, what are you doing? I thought you were going to erase Prince Shen Li's memory."
These words exploded in Shen Li's heart like thunder.
She looked at the God of Xingzhi in astonishment, hoping to get an answer from him.
However, Lord Xingzhi seemed not to have heard the words of the Emperor of Heaven. There was no emotion on his face. He just glanced at Shen Li indifferently, then turned around and left the competition venue without any emotion.
Shen Li looked at his departing back, her heart filled with confusion and bewilderment.
She didn't understand why Xingzhi Shenjun did this? What was the past between them?
With the departure of Lord Xingzhi, this little episode gradually subsided.
But Shen Li knew that this mystery had been deeply imprinted in her heart and had become a puzzle that needed to be solved urgently.
Shen Li stood on the stage, surrounded by the tense atmosphere of spectators holding their breath. Her eyes were fixed on Fang Sheng, the man opposite her, who was wearing a black robe and half of his face was hidden by a silver mask.
Fang Sheng held a long sword in his hand. The sword body shone with a faint blue glow, as if it could swallow the surrounding light, exuding a heart-pounding chill.
The spectators around were also trembling with fear. Some people said, "This Fang Sheng has won 30 games in a row, and those who fought against him were either killed or disabled. General Shen Li, a woman, is probably no match for Fang Sheng."
Some spectators also said, "Ten people have voluntarily admitted defeat. Shen Li is a bit tactless. So many people don't want to fight Fang Sheng, why does she want to fight? It doesn't matter if she loses one game..."
The constant discussions made Shen Li feel a little shaken.
She really wanted to see what Fang Sheng’s tricks were, because the next match would be between Xing’er and him.