Chapter 189 Killing Game

"Hoo--"

Qin Jun exhaled a breath, the Purple Rainbow Thunder Technique continuously broke through two levels, even the Indestructible Holy Body made progress, and he even gained a trace of dragon aura.

So satisfying!

In the first round of the competition, perhaps Qin Jun had the greatest gains. Even though Li Yuanba absorbed the most dragon vein spiritual energy, for Li Yuanba himself, it was like a drizzle, insignificant.

Looking up at the forty-five zhang high silver column above his head, Qin Jun was full of pride.

Want to mess with me?

In the end, you only helped me!

He fearlessly looked into the eyes of Luo Huang, as this guy already wanted to kill him, so he didn't need to act submissive.

Luo Huang seemed to ignore Qin Jun's provocative gaze and said in a deep voice, "The first round of the competition is over. The top one thousand in the height of the column will enter the Imperial Palace Peak. We have something to say to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and Qin Jun and the others involuntarily flew up, including Li Yuanba.

Looking around, people on the square also flew up one after another, obviously the one thousand martial artists who stood out in the first round.

The tens of thousands of other martial artists stared at Qin Jun and Li Yuanba with anger, especially some cultivators who should have broken into the top one hundred, their frustration almost driving them to collapse.

Among them was Li Tongxuan, ranked second among the top ten geniuses. At this moment, his face was so dark that his fingernails were deeply embedded in his clenched fists.

Not only him, but also several others among the top ten geniuses were eliminated, leaving only three of them to advance to the second round, apart from Qin Jun and Li Yuanba, there was one lucky person.

After today, the entire Southern Zhuo Dynasty would be shaken. Such an obvious manipulation in the solemn and sacred Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition, but unfortunately they couldn't accuse Qin Jun of cheating.

There was no way, Li Yuanba was too strong!

Perhaps after today, the ranking of the People's List would change. Li Yuanba in the Earthly Immortal Realm was definitely not something that Jin Wu Hui, who was in the Void Transformation Realm, could compare to.

"Should we follow them?"

Li Bai looked at Tai Bai Jin Xing and asked. Qin Jun only had Li Yuanba by his side. If they entered the Imperial Palace Peak, the odds of survival would be slim.

Tai Bai Jin Xing's expression also became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "It's obviously against the rules for us to follow them. It's just the opportunity for Luo Huang to openly discredit us... In the past, only the top one hundred could enter the Imperial Palace Peak..."

His meaning was clear. Luo Huang's abnormal act of allowing one thousand martial artists to enter the Imperial Palace Peak in advance was to set up a trap, preventing Qin Jun from leaving the Imperial Palace Peak, and there would be countless excuses afterwards.

"Worst case scenario, we can just have His Highness withdraw from the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition. His reputation has already surpassed the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition, and he doesn't need to prove himself through it. We need to stop him!" Daji said anxiously. She didn't want to see Qin Jun in danger.

Bai Menghu and the maid of You Fenghuang exchanged a glance, and both wisely remained silent. They didn't have the qualifications to speak up.

Sha Wujing stroked his chin and murmured, "If Luo Huang really intends harm to His Highness, I will rush in at the first opportunity!"

His tone was stern, and the surging killing intent made everyone feel as if they were in an icy cave.

He was not the honest and straightforward Sha Monk on the journey to the West, but the Sha Wujing who had just emerged from the Flowing Sands River. Perhaps he had already been heartbroken, but the resentment in his heart had not completely dissipated.

The Sha Wujing in the Flowing Sands River was a devil who ate people.

Not only were they anxious, but Qin Jun was also the same.

"This old guy wants to kill me!"

Qin Jun thought darkly. The faint but unmistakable killing intent had reappeared, sending chills down his spine.

Looking up again at the divine figure of Luo Huang in the clouds, Qin Jun suddenly felt that this guy was so cunning.

"Little guy, don't be afraid. I will protect you later!"

At this moment, a familiar laughter sounded in Qin Jun's ear. Upon careful consideration, wasn't this the voice of the head of the Cangyun Sect, Ao Wu Jian?

Why would this guy keep supporting him when they weren't even friends?

Something's not right!

But Qin Jun also had his own trump card. If something unexpected happened, he could summon Heibai Wuchang, and when things escalated, Tai Bai Jin Xing and the others would have time to come to his aid.

Soon, the one thousand martial artists were brought by the mysterious power of Luo Huang to a huge palace halfway up the Imperial Palace Peak. After landing, most of the advancing cultivators expressed their gratitude to Li Yuanba.

If it weren't for Li Yuanba's suppression, most of them would probably not have advanced to the second round.

So they still had to thank Li Yuanba.

However, the gratitude of hundreds of people was insignificant in the face of the enmity of tens of thousands of people.

Qin Jun looked up and saw the towering figure of Luo Huang quickly dissipating. He couldn't help but focus his gaze on the huge palace in front of him. The luxurious and majestic palace had supporting pillars with a diameter of two meters and a height of tens of meters. In front of the palace, there were two lion statues, each five meters tall, lifelike and imposing.

"Luo Qian Palace..."

Qin Jun stared at the plaque above the palace and murmured. He could feel an unimaginable pressure emanating from the Luo Qian Palace. Li Yuanba stood beside him, holding the Golden Peng Divine Hammer in his hands, and this foolish kid also sensed that something was wrong.

Zhu Yanqing, You Fenghuang, and Qin Yun followed behind Qin Jun. They didn't distance themselves from him, after all, they had relied on Qin Jun to get this far.

Perhaps they could still advance to the top one hundred with Qin Jun's help.

One by one, powerful figures flew in from above and below, all gathering in front of the Luo Qian Palace.

Among them were Zhou Liang, Ao Wu Jian, Zhang Leiting, Fei Yushu, and others, all the leaders of the seven major sects. They scanned the one thousand martial artists, their faces showing complex expressions, most of them feeling helpless.

What kind of game was this?

The real geniuses have been eliminated, and instead, some oddballs have advanced, making them all very frustrated.

"Come in!"

The majestic voice of Luo Huang echoed from the Luo Qian Hall, followed by the sudden opening of the hall's doors. Looking through the doors, one could see the true form of Luo Huang sitting on the high platform inside the hall.

For some reason, Qin Jun always felt that Luo Huang was waiting for him with a cold smile, as if he had already set up a trap.

"Qin Jun, come over to my side."

Suddenly, Aowu Jian spoke with a laugh, causing a stir among the martial artists, while the strong members of the other six major sects looked at each other in surprise.

"What is this guy up to?" Zhang Leiting muttered under his breath, and Fei Yushu frowned behind him.

The enmity between Qin Jun and the Southern Zhuo Dynasty had reached an irreconcilable point, and now they were all trying to find ways to get rid of Qin Jun. However, Aowu Jian always seemed to protect Qin Jun.

Could it be that Qin Jun is his illegitimate son?

"I'm not going over there."

Qin Jun rolled his eyes, not foolish enough to completely trust Aowu Jian. The safest way was to blend into the crowd and use the other martial artists as a shield.

Upon hearing this, Aowu Jian's mouth twitched, but he didn't continue to speak. If it were him, he would probably have the same reaction as Qin Jun.

"Do we really have to go in? Just give me the item for advancing to the second round, there's no reward anyway."

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows at Aowu Jian, causing the atmosphere to instantly fall silent.