Chapter 308 The Second Stage Selection(2/2)
Before he could observe, the four kings turned around and left. They soon arrived at the opposite side, outside the city, and in the vast wilderness.
There was no registration information, no need to say the following points, and no leader's speech. The whole process was particularly simple. In just a few minutes, the host of the part-time referee announced the start of the second phase of the assessment.
"Where is the field?"
"If there is no rule, you have to define the scope, right?"
Someone wondered, suddenly...
Rumble!
The earth shook, and in front of them, the ground suddenly cracked, as if a pair of big hands spread open the earth, and the cracks continued to spread from the center of the crack to both sides, disappearing from the end of the field of view.
At this time, many imperial envoys rode flying elves into the sky.
When Su Hao saw this, he didn't choose to ride, but just looked at Erhalin, "Let's go up."
"Sigh~!"
Near Erhalin, clouds and mist gathered into auspicious clouds, held at his feet.
Suddenly, Su Hao's vision continued to rise, and he had already flown into the clouds.
Really ·Tengyun Technique!
Compared to the clouds and fog, the stature of flying clouds and fog is much higher.
The big fat bear who can't fly can also be shoulder to shoulder with Baiyun... Why does his legs seem to be shaking?
When he arrived at a height of several hundred meters, Su Hao finally saw it clearly.
On the earth, cracks continued to spread and finally closed, forming a huge circle, wrapping up all the mountains and rivers and forests.
A thick voice spread.
"Inside the circle is a battle area, falling out of the circle is equivalent to losing."
The person who speaks is the cliff king.
A cliff in one thought!
At the same time, a huge stone pillar rose up where the Cliff Heavenly King was located, and he supported the Cliff Heavenly King to the sky.
The other three heavenly kings also used their own methods.
King Gong Ling sat on the water ball, the King of Rising Sky was wearing a robe and flew directly into the sky without anything.
The Demon King is a cold-faced middle-aged man sitting on a black coffin, surrounded by dark light.
The four kings stood high in the sky and overlooked the stadium.
The host picked up the microphone and announced, "Now, start to draw the players on the field..."
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Chapter completed!