"This Wang Yi is too abnormal!"
"As expected, he is a genius who has crossed the threshold of the law of origin!"
"He actually defeated Mo Ze!"
The first round of the ga is over.
In the palace, a group of geniuses gathered in groups of three or five, while secretly looking at the black-haired teenager who was standing quietly not far away, they talked with each other by voice.
Even the nearly a thousand constant-star geniuses in the entire dry witch secret realm, almost all understand a few rules, and perhaps only less than a hundred have truly crossed the threshold of the original law.
And Wang Yi is one of the very few geniuses who have won 100 gas.
The other two are super geniuses who have been trained in the Secret Realm of Dry Witch for many years and rank in the top five in real strength!
Wang Yi has only participated in the knockout rounds for the first ti, and the strength he has shown can already be compared with those old students who have been trained in the Secret Realm of Dry Witch for many years. This kind of talent is simply appalling.
monster!
This is what many geniuses think of Wang Yi.
Many top-ranked secret realm genius mbers looked at Wang Yi with jealous eyes.
The one-eyed man with burly blue horns looked at Wang Yi with a hint of satisfaction.
This little guy gave him a big surprise. If he can train this little guy well, maybe this ti, the dry witch universe will be able to shine in the peak genius battle in a few years later.
The burly one-eyed man with blue horns is called ‘Genokie’, and he is a senior master-level peak power instructor who is responsible for the genius mbers of the secret realm.
"The first round is over, this is your score ranking!"
The burly one-eyed man with blue horns waved to the screen behind him, and suddenly a list appeared on the screen, with nas and rankings on it, densely packed.
"no.1, Wang Yi, points: 100."
"No. 2, Vernal, points: 100."
"no.3, insect baking, points: 100."
"no, Jia Erqi Fazhuo, points: 98."
……
When this ranking appeared, the huge palace was suddenly silent and extrely quiet.
Almost everyone cast their eyes on the dark-haired boy in the dark red shirt.
"Sure enough, it has a 100% win rate. This new talent has been here for more than a year. It is so strong, too abnormal and too unreasonable."
"In the Secret Realm of Witchcraft, will there be a peerless monster genius again?"
"I don't know if he and Vernal, who is ranked second, and who is the third one, are stronger?"
"If he can really get the first place in the first qualifying match, then it will really be against the sky."
Regardless of the complicated eyes of those geniuses, Wang Yi's expression is always calm and indifferent.
And among the crowd, a tall, handso, black-haired young man wearing a gorgeous purple armor and a gray robe, a man with a height of more than four ters, but thin as a bamboo pole, also looked at Wang Yi solemnly, and looked at this. A powerful enemy that suddenly ca out.
Wang Yi is undoubtedly the biggest dark horse in this year's qualification competition, and it shocked all these geniuses.
"The second round of ranking battle will begin imdiately." The blue-horned burly one-eyed man said in a low voice, "The mbers after the 901th, you can leave. Your opponent is tomorrow's mber of the second area."
In the crowd, so young n and won walked out with ugly faces.
These are geniuses with records within the bottom 100. If they are unlucky, they will be eliminated from the secret realm.
The burly blue-horned one-eyed man "Guenokie" looked at the remaining 900 young geniuses, his expression indifferent.
"You already know the rules. In the second round of ranked battles, the scores of the first to 100th in the previous round are crossed against each other. The 101st to 200th...Everyone has to fight 99 gas."
"The winner gets one point, the loser or the tie has no points, the points are the sa, and the two fight again!"
"Score from high to low to determine your next year's ranking!"
"Now... you go in!"
Most of the geniuses have solemn faces, and so secretly look at the high-ranking and powerful geniuses around them, especially Wang Yi, who secretly pay the most attention to him.
After all, Wang Yi has always been able to perform well in the ga. Many people don't know his specific strength and feel that he is unpredictable.
In this round of battle, everyone in the top 100 has to compare with the other 99 opponents, and it is natural to see the strength of each genius.
[Student Wang Yi, your next opponent: Pushkin. Please get ready. 】
"Huh?" Wang Yi frowned. He felt that the na was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it sowhere long ago.
Hoo!
The next mont, Wang Yi was teleported to the duel arena on the prairie, and a figure appeared on the opposite side at the sa ti.
It was a tall, burly face with golden hairs, six ters high, it was a giant ape-man, a pair of faintly glowing green eyes was terrifying, especially that pair of fists were comparable to two huge hamrs.
Wang Yi quickly ca up with information about the genius mbers of the Secret Realm of Dry Witch: Pushkin, a peerless genius cultivated by the royal family of the Cosmos Kingdom of the Dry Witch, uses a pair of fists and has the ability to hit the top 100 geniuses in the Secret Realm of Dry Witch It seems that I have heard it sowhere before, but I can't rember it anymore..." Wang Yi thought for a while. He didn't have any clues, so he left this idea behind him, turned around, and looked at'Pushkin' face-to-face.
And the tall and burly golden-haired ape man also stared solemnly at Wang Yi, who was much shorter than him.
Pushkin! In the first round, the record was 85 wins, 14 losses and 1 tie, and the score ranking was 89th.
And Wang Yi! The record is 100 wins and 0 losses, and the score ranks first!
...At present, the entire geniuses of the Dry Witch Secret Realm have reached a consensus. The strength of Wang Yi, a newcor...definitely ranks in the top five among nearly a thousand geniuses!
Pushkin felt very stressed.
This kind of super genius who ranks in the top five with extrely perverted strength is not sothing he can deal with, a mber of the secret realm who ranks around one hundred.
But unable to flinch at the mont, Pushkin can only bite the bullet.
The earth-yellow, heavy mountain current erupted from the burly ape-man, surrounding his tall and burly body, Pushkin roared and strode towards Wang Yi amidst the rumbling and trampling sound.
……
噗嗤!
A crimson strear tore through the sturdy earth-yellow airflow field of the golden-haired ape man. It was too late for the golden-haired ape man Pushkin to use his fists to defend himself. He could only watch the beautiful and moving light rapidly expand in his sight, and then his brain spread. There was a spasm of pain and loss of consciousness.
Pushkin's burly body shook and fell to the ground.
A combat boot stepped on his side, and a suddenly realized voice fell lightly.
"I rember, it was you."
But Pushkin can't hear all this anymore.
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