The ring battle continues.

Due to the excessive number of people participating, the scene changes after each battle are also very frequent. At the same time, the rules of this trial are clearly visible to outsiders.

In the grid where each participant is located, there are some numerical marks. These numbers represent the number of defeats. These seemingly uninterrupted battles on the arena are actually the numbers that really determine the ranking.

The loser will be eliminated, and his number will be owned by the winner. At this moment, as the number of people decreases and as the small grid disappears everywhere, the remaining trialists have reached hundreds of numbers.

The most eye-catching ones are two people, namely the Daozi Yinxi of the Song Dao, and the Yue Lingzi of the Chord Sect.

There are more than 1,700 in Yinxi, followed by Yue Lingzi, which is more than 1,500. As for the other three sects, most of them are in their fortress.

There are also two old disciples who seem to be unknown. These eight people attracted the attention of countless disciples. Although Wang Baole has experienced many games, he has encountered so far, but he has not encountered strong people, so he has only accumulated three hundred in the numbers.

But... even compared with those eight geniuses, Wang Baole has very few numbers, but anyone who was defeated by him will grit his teeth like the first monk after returning, and while he is eager to have more monks, either being sanctioned by Wang Baole or sanctioning Wang Baole for himself.

As for Wang Baole, he didn't know what his number was, and he didn't care much about it.

"As long as I continue to win all the way, I will naturally enter the decisive battle." Wang Baole thought so in his heart, traveling through the environment everywhere, basically every time he goes, he turns into a melody and floats by.

Maybe he was lucky, or maybe because most of the people who were trialing were ordinary, so in the next dozens of confrontations, Wang Baole solved everything in an instant.

At the same time, he gradually discovered that the monks of the three sects had a characteristic, that is, most of them were good at hiding themselves, and the opponents they met were like this almost every time, and even let him subconsciously come to the new arena environment and choose to hide.

The numbers on him gradually increased to more than 500 in the attention of those who were defeated by him in the outside world, but compared with other geniuses, they were still not very conspicuous.

In this way, as time passed, before he knew it, Wang Baole could no longer remember how many scenes he had traveled through, and was used to the fact that every time he appeared in the previous scene, he could basically not see the enemy.

Until this time, when Wang Baole reappeared in a ring environment, his eyes suddenly narrowed when he looked up at the moment!

"A person finally came." A feminine voice came from Wang Baole's front.

It was a handsome man wearing a red robe, like blood, and the environment present in front of Wang Baole was obviously out of place with this person.

The environment here is a ruin of an ancient civilization, desolate, dead silent, gray and black, which seems to be the main theme here, and this highlights the uniqueness of this man in red.

He had long hair, sitting cross-legged on a half-broken dead tree, with black hair swaying in the wind, holding a white bone flute in his hand, and was looking up at Wang Baole at this moment.

In an instant, his eyes and Wang Baole's eyes gathered together.

The beautiful face, the feminine beauty that looks like a man but is more like a woman, and the dazzling and stunning red color, is the first feeling that Wang Baole felt in his mind after seeing the other person clearly.

Then, Wang Baole's eyes swept slightly and fell on the bone flute in the man's hand. Then he moved it away. With just a glance, he already had the answer in his heart. This flute is very special..

This is a musical instrument dedicated to monks of the listening law of desire created by...a strange bone in the listening world as a material.

You should know that the strange existence in the listening world is almost invisible, which makes the bone flute itself have invisible attributes. If you can make such musical instruments, looking at the entire city of Tingyu, Wang Baole can step into the listening world, so he can, besides him, only... the master of Tingyu.

"Have a musical instrument created by the master of Listening and Talent..." Wang Baole murmured in his heart, and had already guessed the identity of this person.

"Daozi." Wang Baole spoke slowly.

This man in red is one of the Taoists of Hengqin Sect.

At this moment, he looked as usual, fiddling with the flute in his hand, and did not notice that Wang Baole could see the flute. Instead, he looked at Wang Baole calmly, then closed his eyes and slowly uttered words.

"Give up, and get out."

Wang Baole raised his eyebrows, and his body was illusory as he waved his hand. The sound of music suddenly started, and he directly exaggerated towards the man in red.

At the same time, his battle with the man in red was very concerned, so many monks of the three sects who watched this battle were now. Seeing that Wang Baole actually met Daozi, he dared to step forward and shook his heads.

"This person can't tell the difference between his own situation."

"The Red Demon Daozi of Hengqin Sect has reached a very high level of listening law. I heard that the ancient blood song he created can summon strange spirits and kill people invisibly."

"There is no suspense in this battle."

As the people shook their heads and talked about it, the monks who had lost to Wang Baole were all excited at this moment. Although they failed, they did not think that Wang Baole could be strong enough to compete with Daozi, but... the monk who was the first to lose to Wang Baole was now open with his eyes wide open, staring at the small grid on the battlefield, and his breathing was a little quicker.

"It depends on this battle whether it is a dark horse or not!"

"If you lose, it will end naturally, but... if this guy wins, then this trial will really show a horse that goes against the sky!"

Amid the expectations and gaze of this monk, in the ruined world where Wang Baole and the Red Demon Daozi are located, the melody transformed by Wang Baole is now roaring and directly approaching the Red Demon Daozi.

"Since you are overestimating your abilities..." The Red Demon Daozi Dan's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a cold light and murderous intent. He waved his hand slightly, and suddenly, a clanging sound came from all around him. These sounds were tens of thousands. After they were connected together, they formed an astonishing wave, which directly messed up nothingness in all directions, like a huge vortex, instantly covering the melody of Wang Baole's sensible!

"Then let you break the way here." The Red Devil's calm voice echoed, and he didn't even look at the covered melody. He stood up and was about to leave.
Chapter completed!