Cosmic Professional Gladiator

On the evening of the end of the preliminaries, the official website of World Central City announced the competition schedule for this competition.

The Seven Kingdoms of Human Race immediately discovered the name of 'Jing Ming'.

"Master Jingming will once again compete in the Ten Thousand Races Competition after five thousand years!"

"It's been five thousand years. Except for Lord Jingming, none of our human race has ever reached the highest arena. In the end, it was Lord Jingming who made another move."

"Master Jing Ming, who is more than five thousand years old, is already very old. No matter what kind of performance he has in this competition, I still admire him and respect him. Because being able to stand on the highest stage again is already a great success."

"I'm so touched. In my life, I can see Lord Jingming participate in the Ten Thousand Races Competition."

"Even if Master Jing Ming is eliminated in the first round, he is still the greatest warrior in my heart."

Countless human races were extremely excited.

After all, there have been no human race fighters in the main competition for several consecutive years, although they also watched the competition with joy. But when the warriors of the human race entered the arena, the passion of the seven kingdoms of the human race was ten times and a hundred times stronger, and countless people were so excited that they wept!

"My father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather... my ancestors from more than five thousand years ago were all fans of Lord Jingming, and our family has been fans of Lord Jingming for generations!"

"Lord Jingming, I love you!"

Countless people celebrated wildly, and even ran to the Jing family's headquarters building to celebrate.

There were too many people celebrating, and the Jing family could only help maintain order.

"The old ancestor participated in the competition." The Jing family members were both proud and nervous. They were also worried that the old ancestor would die in the Ten Thousand Clans Competition. After all, the glory of the Jing family mainly depends on the old ancestor.

"I'm so old, why do I have to participate in the competition." Many Jing family members don't understand.

...

In the anticipation of the Ten Thousand Races, the Ten Thousand Races Competition was finally officially held.

In the arena suspended at an altitude of 108,000 meters, hundreds of millions of spectators gathered at this moment, and the cheers swept the audience like a tsunami.

Inside the player box.

Xu Jingming stood alone in the box. He looked around and clearly remembered that his parents, younger siblings, assistant Ni Yun, bodyguards and servants gathered here five thousand years ago. They cheered for their battle and were nervous.

"Coming to the world of ten thousand races is fate and calamity. And I must escape from calamity." Xu Jingming's eyes were calm, but his will was unshakable.

At this moment, a game is going on in the arena.

The strong players in the main race confront each other in twos, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

"Next is the 35th round of the first round of the Ten Thousand Races Competition. Jing Ming from the human race will face off against 'Qiyu' from the giant god race." Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, said loudly.

"Lord Jingming."

"Jingming."

"Master Jingming will surely win."

Countless people from the seven kingdoms of the human race, as well as the audience of the human race shouted Xu Jingming's name. They were eagerly looking forward to the appearance of the greatest warrior of the human race.

call! call!

Two figures appeared on the field.

Qiyu, a giant god, is 37 meters tall and has a majestic build. Xu Jingming's body is much smaller. But after the previous competitions, the audience no longer dared to underestimate the weaker races, especially the main contestants of this competition, the weaker races have reached nearly 60%.

"It's him?" Xu Jingming recognized the other party. When he went to the registration office for the first competition, he met two giant gods.

The opponent in front of him was one of the two original giant gods.

Qiyu, a giant god clan, also has a high-dimensional life clone in the outside world, with extraordinary memory, and obviously remembers the original scene.

"In the first competition, I failed to enter the main competition. But with the talent of the giant gods, I finally entered the main competition in the fifth competition, and I still successfully entered the main competition in the sixth competition." Not reconciled.

He doesn't want to die.

He wanted to live through this catastrophe and leave the world of all races.

"It's getting harder and harder for me to progress, but these weak races have already risen up one by one." Qiyu of the giant god race turned cold, "But to defeat me, it depends on whether you have strength."

boom.

Qiyu, the giant god tribe, turned into an afterimage of a mold lake, and the huge soles of his feet had already stepped on it.

"Huh." Xu Jingming moved, like a crane spreading its wings, extremely flexible.

Peng!

At a speed of more than 300,000 meters per second, Xu Jingming kicked the giant god Qiyu's chest like a ray of light, and the giant god Qiyu immediately widened his eyes and clutched his chest in pain.

"I admit defeat." Qi Yu, the giant god clan, shouted out with difficulty.

"Thank you." The Titans looked at Xu Jingming and said.

He knew very well that if this strong human race kicked his head instead of his chest, his brains might be completely turned into mud and he would be killed directly.

Xu Jingming did show mercy.

Since you can win easily, why bother to kill? High-dimensional beings trapped in the world of all races and unable to get out are already trapped in a sea of ​​suffering, so why make up for it?

"Human Jingming wins." Competition host Pan Qiu shouted excitedly, "With just one move, Human Jingming defeated Qiyu of the Giant God Race with just one move."

In the broadcast screen, Xu Jingming's terrifying kick was constantly being repeated.

Just one foot!

A strong giant god clan gave up painfully.

"Master Jingming is so strong?"

"This this……"

Countless people from the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race couldn't believe it. They were already very happy that Mr. Jing Ming was able to enter the arena. He defeated the opponent in the first round with just one move? This surprise caught them off guard.

"My God!"

"Master Jingming, is there any hope of becoming the number one?"

"I think everyone should calm down and not put too much pressure on Master Jing Ming. No matter how many rounds Master Jing Ming can advance to or what ranking he can get. We should always support Master Jing Ming."

"We will always support Lord Jingming."

...

The Ten Thousand Races Competition continues.

The surprises of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race continued, and their greatest warrior, Lord Jingming, defeated opponents one by one with a destructive attitude.

Giant gods, colorful dragons, sea tigers, and dwarves fell in front of Xu Jingming one after another. None of the opponents lasted more than ten seconds in front of Xu Jingming, and Xu Jingming had a bye in one round.

After five rounds of competition, Xu Jingming officially entered the top ten!

*****

"The sixth round of this competition will be held today, and the top five will be selected by the ten strong players." The voice of the competition host Pan Qiu resounded everywhere in the arena, and it was also broadcasted for the audience of all races to hear.

"There are five games in total, and each game will be extremely exciting."

Pan Qiu said, "In the first match, 'Jing Ming' from the human race will face off against 'Benorn' from the Rat race."

The whole audience burst into cheers, especially the Terran audience and the Rat audience. The Rat audience was generally less than half a meter tall and relatively small. They all stood on their seats, jumped and cheered.

Hoo hoo.

Two figures appeared on the field.

Xu Jingming also had a more solemn expression, watching the little man standing thousands of meters away - the strong 'Beinorn' of the Demon Rat Clan.

"Finally met a real small opponent." Xu Jingming didn't dare to be careless at all. Although the dwarves he met in the last round were shorter than him, they were still relatively similar in size.

"He's just over half a meter tall, about the height of my knees. With such a small body, he can make it into the top ten, and his physical toughness is probably higher than mine." Xu Jingming observed his opponent.

"Human Jingming." The Rat Race Benoun didn't dare to be careless, "The first round entered the second round of the main competition. This competition has always been very easy, and has never been forced to show its true strength."

"Alright, let Jingming, a human race, come and verify the results of my five thousand years of cultivation." Benoun moved.

call! call!

The two of them turned into two afterimages and confronted instantly.

"Wow."

"The limit speed of both of them has exceeded 400,000 meters per second."

"In a stadium with a diameter of only 10,000 meters, they move at super high speed, and they can maintain a speed of more than 400,000 meters per second. Both of them are extremely terrifying in terms of speed and agility."

In the slow playback of the broadcast, the scene of the two of them fighting could be clearly seen.

Xu Jingming moves like a phantom, every move is terrifying, either with strong penetrating power, terrifying concussion force, or sharp cutting...

After fighting for ten seconds, Xu Jingming stopped, and the strong Rat Clan also stopped and stared at Xu Jingming.

"The body of this Demon Rat Clan is too tough." Xu Jingming looked at the other party. At the moment, the whole body of the Demon Rat Clan was full of hair, and the hair was like spikes. The thick layer of hair would take away a lot of strength from Xu Jingming's any tricks.

"It has to make him unable to unload his strength." Xu Jingming's body muscles swelled, his height climbed to 2.7 meters, and his figure was much stronger and burlier.

At the beginning, he relied on this state to pass the first round of the first competition.

"Bigger?" Benoun, the powerhouse of the Demon Rat Clan, was cautious. "What about getting bigger? Even if your strength and speed are stronger than mine, you can't help me. As for the influence of the mind? Your spiritual power can't shake me either. .”

Any move that strikes the Demon Rat Clan's body, after the hair unloads the force and transmits it to the body, the Demon Rat Clan will fly out like a ball, and the power will be released. The real damage to the body is only a small part.

The powerhouses of the Demon Rat Clan are half-steps into the third realm outside, and their spiritual strength is also extraordinary.

boom.

Xu Jingming moved again. The advantage in speed made it impossible for the Rats to escape. He didn't bother to escape, but took the initiative to fight.

"Peng!

! "

"The devil bear smashing the sky, smashing the sky!

! "Xu Jingming's palm slapped down with terrifying power. Although the Rats dodged sharply, this palm still hit the shoulders of the Rats, causing the Rats to hit the ground on the field.

The ground of the arena is indestructible, even after a series of competitions, there are still no scars.

At this moment, this palm smashed the Rat Clan into the ground, and the shock force of the hard ground also rushed into the Rat Clan's body, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"There's no way to unload the force on this ground." The powerhouse of the Demon Rat Clan panicked.

When Xu Jingming performed the Devil Bear Cracking Sky Stance back then, after performing one move, he needed to gain momentum before he could perform another move.

After 5,000 years of practice, his "Spiritual Warfare" has become much more mature, Xu Jingming's palms are continuously slashing, one palm slams down, and the other palm follows! The palms cracked furiously one after another without stopping.

The two palms are like two sledgehammers, trying to smash the devil mouse into the depths of the arena.

Every blow was hard to undo, and the terrifying force was violently transmitted inside the Demon Rat Clan, violently concussing his brain, blood, muscles and bones, and just three palms made the Demon Rat Clan suffer from pain, and his mouth, nose and ears were full of blood.

"I admit defeat." The strong man of the Demon Rat Clan shouted out.

Xu Jingming stopped.

"This body is really strong." Xu Jingming looked at the strong man of the Demon Rat Clan, and secretly sighed in his heart, "We must seize the opportunity and win the championship in this competition. In the future, these ultra-small bodies will be difficult to deal with. How to fight?" They can't be killed."

"If I continue to smash, I will be killed. There is still a big gap between me and Jingming of the human race in this competition." The strong people of the Demon Rat Clan also have self-knowledge.

"Today's first competition is over, and Jingming of the human race has become the first contestant to enter the top five." Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, entered the arena, and his voice rang in the ears of countless audiences of all races.

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