In the blink of an eye, it was time for the battle between the Ninth Clan and the Battle Dragon Clan.
Before this, there had already been several battles. Basically, it was the teams at the top fighting against the teams at the bottom. This was not very interesting, because it was very difficult for the teams at the bottom to have the qualifications to fight against the teams at the top.
Judging from the previous battles, it was basically one-sided. There had even been situations where one side had sent less than 200 people to completely defeat the other side. There had also been situations where one person had directly defeated dozens of people.
The seniors were all very relaxed.
Now, the Ninth Clan and the 83rd Clan gradually entered the arena.
In front of them was a huge battle arena. Thousands of battles took place on this arena every day. Especially when the potential battle began, the battle power was even more shocking.
Therefore, this arena was called the Raging Dragon Battlefield.
At this moment, 1,000 people from the Ninth Clan and 1,000 from the Battle Dragon Clan were on opposite sides of the Raging Dragon Battlefield.
On the left and right, in the sky, and on the central tower, there were many seniors of Slaughter Dragon City and spectators from other clans.
There were many spectators, and it was like a sea of people.
Of course, the real battle had not started yet, so they did not care much about it. Most of the time, they were just chatting.
"That's the 83rd Clan over there. I heard that there are a few good seedlings there."
"There are seedlings, but they perform too poorly in every potential battle. Their talent for battle is too low, and they've wasted such good legacy essence blood."
"I also heard that this is the case. These few people are really too weak. As a Dragon Warrior, the most important spirit is courage, and the people here are basically afraid of the slightest thing. They are not worth cultivating."
The crowd roared with laughter.
"Basically, the gap this time will be even bigger. The Ninth Clan has cultivated many good seedlings over the years. I heard that they are going to make it to the top seven this time. They came prepared, so their battle power will be very strong. I think the gap between them and the 83rd Clan will be even bigger. Mu Huan told me that they only need to send out 100 people."
"Oh, that's really interesting. Haha, Mu Huan has risen because of the Ninth Clan. If there are some geniuses in the future, he will be even more awesome."
"Alright, the battle is about to start."
On the side of the Ninth Clan, led by Mu Huan, the disciples were chatting happily, not at all nervous about the upcoming battle.
Those who could enter the Ninth Clan were mostly the descendants of the nobles in Slaughter Dragon City. They had parents and elders to raise them, so they were naturally superior to others.
"Do you see those idiots from the 83 clans? They're all so stupid, and they seem to hate us. Look at their eyes, haha …"
"Hmm, there are a few who are quite good-looking. When it's my turn later, I'll go up and get closer to them."
"Haha, you're way too naughty. After all, this is a battle of potential. You can't mess around in the Raging Dragon Battlefield."
"It doesn't matter. Those ranked in the eighties are basically all rotten lives. As long as we cover it up a little, no one will find out."
They teased each other casually.
On the Battle Dragon Tribe's side, Liang Teng, Pang Hong, Luo Yan, Wind Fire Wolf, Li Shuangyu, and the others stood at the front. At this moment, their hearts were already burning with passion. No one could stop their determination. On the other side, Mu Huan did not expect them to be so daring.
"I'd rather die than lose."
They were united. Thousands of them held hands as if they were brothers and sisters. Their gazes were cold as they faced this unfair world. Today, they were going to roar at the world.
"Ninth Clan, 83rd Clan, get ready. The battle will begin in ten breaths. Each team will arrange their own order. After you go up, you will first announce your name. Also, please remember the rules of the battle. If you cross the line, you will be eliminated, and if not, you will be killed on the spot."
An elder announced from high up in the sky.
Hearing this voice, everyone held their breaths.
"Liang Teng, Luo Yan, I'll start the first battle to boost morale."
Pang Hong said in a low voice.
Basically, among the Battle Dragon Tribe, he was the second strongest.
Liang Teng said, "I'll do it …"
"No, you'll be the last. I'll deal with their experts," Pang Hong said with a cold gaze.
The people around them heard their conversation.
They bit their lips and tightened their grip on each other's hands. The warmth of their companions made them even hotter today. Their fighting spirit was stimulated by each other's courage. Today, they did not take a step back.
A good man should advance bravely and rather die than submit.
"Brothers and sisters, watch me beat them to death."
Pang Hong shouted softly.
He let go of the arm of the person next to him. His tall body moved forward with heavy steps toward the Raging Dragon Battlefield. His determination and decisiveness made everyone's hearts burn. No one said a word, but they used their eyes to show their support for Pang Hong.
"The Battle Dragon Tribe will win."
They chanted silently and tightened their grip on their companions' hands.
"I am Pang Hong of the 83rd Clan."
Pang Hong stood on the vast Raging Dragon Battlefield and said loudly. He was full of energy and his voice was deep. The Ninth Clan had been chatting and laughing, but they were stunned by Pang Hong's words.
Then, they roared with laughter.
"F * ck, isn't it just the 83rd Clan? How dare you shout it so loudly? Aren't you ashamed?"
"Someone go up and kick this idiot off. He's such an eyesore. If you guys aren't going up, I'm going up."
Halfway through the conversation, someone from the Ninth Clan, who was closest to the Raging Dragon Battlefield, had already stepped up. It was a fat man who was three meters tall. His body was covered in dark muscles, and his hair was thick. He looked very rough.
He rushed to the Raging Dragon Battlefield. Instantly, the entire battlefield shook.
"It's Wang Zhong. He's going up so quickly. Is he going to help us defeat the 83 Clans? Ha ha …"
On the Ninth Clan's side, everyone relaxed and laughed loudly.
Wang Zhong was very famous in the Ninth Clan. His strength was at the early stages of the Yin and Yang Calamity. Although he was not considered an expert, he was still an eyesore.
Mu Huan lowered his head and thought to himself, "This fellow seems to be a Super Divine Dragon at the late stages of the Yin and Yang Calamity. In terms of strength, Wang Zhong is definitely not his opponent, but he should be a tactful person."
At this moment, Wang Zhong had already rushed in front of Pang Hong.
"I am Wang Zhong from the Ninth Clan. Die, idiot."
Wang Zhong did not take Pang Hong seriously at all. His first move was the Collapsing Mountain Fist. His muscular arm was covered in dragon scales and was extremely thick. It was filled with wild power. Wherever it went, the air exploded. The power of his fist seemed to have completely suppressed Pang Hong.
At this critical moment.
The rage in Pang Hong's heart could not be described with words. He had vented all the pressure in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly let out an angry roar. When his opponent's fist came towards him, he raised his arm, which was not even one-third the size of his opponent's, and threw a punch that collided with his opponent's fist.
Bang.
Although Pang Hong was very strong, he was still much weaker than Wang Zhong.
However, at this moment, everyone saw Wang Zhong's massive body fly backwards. His entire arm was bleeding profusely and drooped down. He had almost been crippled by Pang Hong.
At this moment, the surroundings were silent.
"Pang Hong, Pang Hong."
The scene of victory caused the members of the Battle Dragon Race to hold each other's hands. The baptism of victory made them ecstatic. They wanted to vent and fight. At this moment, they had become one with Pang Hong.
The expressions of the members of the Ninth Clan changed slightly.
Mu Huan had a bad feeling. Did this group of idiots not want to live anymore?
He could not understand Pang Hong or the Battle Dragon Race.
At this moment, Pang Hong's dignity and glory were all in his fists. The impulse that made him go crazy filled his mind. He had imagined this scene countless times, and it had finally happened.
"I want victory."
He roared and charged forward, starting a real attack. His entire body was surrounded by purple aura, and he was very powerful.
"Motherf * cker."
Wang Zhong steadied himself. When he saw that Pang Hong was still charging at him, he instantly exploded with anger. However, his opponent's strength was indeed shocking. When he thought of this, he became angry and transformed into a divine dragon. A divine dragon that was as black as steel suddenly appeared.
Pang Hong was indifferent to his opponent's transformation.
He reached out and a purple halberd appeared in his hand. It was a Primordial Dao Artifact.
At this moment, he gripped the halberd and charged towards the black divine dragon. The halberd's speed was extraordinary. The black dragon tried to block it, but it could not stop Pang Hong. With a flick of the halberd, the black dragon's massive and black body was sent flying.
A massive divine dragon rushed out of the Battlefield of the Raging Dragon. Blood spurted wildly, and it landed at the feet of the Ninth Clan. It was on its last breath and transformed into a human …
It was finished in one move.
As a super divine dragon in the late stages of the Yin and Yang Calamity, it was very normal for the Purple Skies Empyrean Dragon to instantly kill this unknown high-level divine dragon, who was only in the early stages of the Yin and Yang Calamity.
Rumble.
The black dragon landed. Pang Hong held the halberd and slowly landed on the Battlefield of the Raging Dragon. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the thousands of dragon warriors of the Ninth Clan.
This was his first victory. He was so direct and proud.
The warriors of the Battle Dragon Race had tears in their eyes. They had been looking forward to this moment. Finally, it was time for them to start a massacre …
For a moment, they forgot everything else. There was only one person in their minds, and that was Pang Hong. They crazily shouted this name.
The 83rd Clan's momentum shook the heavens.
Everyone who was still in the midst of a pleasant conversation suddenly noticed this scene and was slightly dumbfounded.
"It seems like the 83 Clans have strong fighting spirit."
"Yes, it's just a victory. Defeating an early stage warrior at the late stages of the Yin and Yang Calamity is nothing to cheer about. It seems like these children's minds are a little abnormal."
"That's good. This will be interesting."
Mu Huan was the one who could not understand.
Looking at the 83 Clans' stance, it seemed like they did not want to live anymore.
"Hmph."
He snorted coldly. Just as he was thinking of a countermeasure, another warrior from the Ninth Clan charged forward. He had only just announced his name when he began to fight Pang Hong to the death.
"Kill him!"
The warriors of the Ninth Clan were furious as well, and they began to cheer loudly.