This is a huge upset in a world-wide competition.

The top divine son of Xinghai University, Divine Son Yin Zhou, actually lost in the first game.

He was besieged by a group of geniuses, killed more than ten people, was seriously injured, and was finally knocked out with a mace.

The handsome boy in white, holding a bloody mace in his hand, was particularly ferocious and terrifying, with a victor's smile on his face, which made Son of God Yin Zhou extremely unwilling.

"No...you won't win with force..." Divine Son Yin Zhou trembled all over.

"You asked for this, you asked us to come together." An Bulang sneered.

When Prince Yin Zhou heard this, he wanted to vomit blood.

Did his pride and conceit destroy him?

He was obviously the seeded player to win the championship, but in the end he couldn't even get into the top 10,000.

Son of God Yin Zhou was extremely regretful and unwilling.

"You can't win with force... You can't win with force..." The man was shaking all over, extremely unwilling.

"Haha, if you don't have the ability to deal with a group fight, why do you have to pretend to be cool?" Zhao Potian also sneered.

"It's just a matter of asking for a hammer." An Bulang said the same way, carrying the mace.

The majestic son of a great sect had the right time, place, and people. He was favored by countless big shots, but in the end he couldn't even get into the top 10,000.

This dramatic change was also seen by the three commentators at Hongmeng Dojo.

"Let's take a quick look at the 3200 district. Yin Zhou, the son of the Golden Chan God Sect, can be said to be the seed player that many people are optimistic about, but even he was unfortunately defeated." Elf King Selina said.

"Let's watch the battle replay." Zhenxian Wenbao used the secret treasure and projected it on the big screen.

The picture of God Son Yin Zhou letting other geniuses go up together was circulated.

He was originally extremely proud and arrogant, but he was suddenly besieged by a group of geniuses and turned into a pig's head.

This is simply a public execution!

"Oh oh oh... what is going on... He is... this is..." Selena's eyebrows were bright and her pink mouth opened wide.

Immortal Zhan Tian waved her little wings and said: "You will reap the consequences and seek your own death."

When God Son Yin Zhou saw this scene, his eyes widened and his breathing became rapid, as if he might faint at any time.

It’s okay to be eliminated, but now the scene has to be replayed in front of thousands of people...

This damn thing will become famous throughout the universe from now on!

Now even the big bosses of the Golden Chan God Sect could not stand up to him.

He is so crazy, if he kills all the geniuses, it will be a good story.

But when they were so crazy that they ridiculed them like crazy, and then were beaten into pig heads, their sons of gods looked like idiots...

"Let me die...!!" God Son Yin Zhou roared in grief, his eyes turned white, and he fainted from anger.

The audience around Hongmeng Dojo exclaimed again.

Well, now Shenzi Yinzhou is really famous...

Selina's eyes were rolling, her smile was a bit cunning, she seemed to have found excellent explanation material, and she was not willing to let go of Shenzi Yin Zhou, and continued: "This is the charm of the Ten Thousand Realms Competition.

Every genius here may be defeated, and every seemingly inconspicuous strong man may rise. If you underestimate other geniuses, even the Son of God will lose miserably."

This Elf King has regarded Son of God Yin Zhou as a negative example, and I believe he will be remembered by many people...

The disciples of the Jin Chan God Sect who had previously ridiculed the opponents of God Son Yin Zhou, now lost all face and really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"This is the charm of competition, you never know who will fall next." Zhenxian Wenbao said.

"Unexpected, but reasonable." Immortal Zhan Tian blinked her big eyes.

The eyes of the three true immortals quickly shifted to other places.

Ten thousand battle zones, there are too many exciting competitions.

The Holy Son showed off his talents and achieved great glory. The heirs of the immortal inheritance were unparalleled in the world, and there were also all kinds of weird and mysterious race experts who also showed their power in this competition.

The ten geniuses of the Immortal Emperor Palace who are the most watched are each extremely powerful. They are completely invincible in the war zone. No matter whether the geniuses join forces to fight against the enemy or one-on-one, they cannot detect them.

Their depth, and the battle ended quickly, without any suspense.

The military power of Saint Yue Xi of the Flowing Gold Saint Sect, Saint Xuanyuan Fish of the Yin Yang Saint Sect, and the strongest genetic body of the Purple Star Holy Kingdom also shined in battle and attracted the attention of all races.

Not many people are paying attention to the area where Yin Zhou Shenzi is located.

However, forces such as the Jin Chan Divine Sect and the Chaoyang Holy Sect are still paying attention to the final result.

Some disciples want to see who among the three hateful geniuses will be the winner in the end.

Yes, there are only three people left in the war zone where An Bulang is now.

One is Zhao Potian from Shura Pavilion, and the other is Chunye Mao from Wind Demon Sect.

Both of these are powerful in the tribulation period.

However, what makes people feel strange is that both of the two great tribulation masters were seriously injured. Only An Lang, who was holding the mace, is still full of energy and full of health.

"Haha... It seems that I am the final winner." Zhao Potian let out a long roar, and as he waved his sword, Shura Purgatory reappeared, cutting off more than a dozen mountains in front of him, and the supreme power erupted like the arrival of Shura God of War.

The Chunye cat was extremely agile and evaded Zhao Potian's attack. Its pretty and delicate cat face had a solemn expression, and its claws were sharper than Jibao. It quickly rushed in front of Zhao Potian.

"Damn it!" Zhao Potian felt something bad in his heart. At this time, the claws of the Spring Wild Cat had already fallen mercilessly, very fast, and scratched more than a dozen blood marks on Zhao Potian's body.

"Ah...!" Zhao Potian resisted and danced furiously.

Chunye Mao's body movement was extremely fast, and he dodged the slash again. Unexpectedly, his claws had reached Zhao Potian's neck, and then penetrated deeply with one stroke!

Behead!

Chi!!

Blood spurts.

Zhao Potian's eyes widened and he fell straight down.

"Hehe, it's me who wins, meow." Harunye Cat blinked its eyes and stuck out its tongue.

Before she had the last laugh, she felt an extremely dangerous feeling enveloped her delicate body.

Spring Wild Cat turned around and saw that the bloody mace had covered the world and was being smashed down mercilessly.

"Meow?"

boom!

The Spring Wild Cat was shot in the head with a mace and was eliminated.

The graceful young man in white, holding a ferocious mace in his hand, stood in the open mountain field, looking down upon all the geniuses!

The final winner is An Bulang!!

This is an unexpected result for many viewers.

After all, in their eyes, this young man was just an ordinary monk who knew how to use a mace.

The disciples of the Chaoyang Holy Sect who were hostile to An Bulang had their faces burning. Not long ago, they said that An Bulang would fall into the hands of God Son Yin Zhou, but now An Bulang has completely won and was slapped in the face.

Very powerful.

"Hmph! This is an opportunistic person who relies on sneak attacks with maces to win by chance. Even if he wins, he can't get far." Some disciples still said harshly.

"You are wrong. Do you really think that all of this is a fluke? Look at An Lang's timing during the battle and the way he silently approaches the opponent. He is really talented!" You have a profound cultivation level.

The core disciples expressed different opinions.

"Anyway, a game won by sneak attacks and group fights is not honorable at all." Qinghe, who had been beaten by An Bulang, said bitterly.

The Holy Son of Beiyang looked at the young man and frowned.

Because he found that he actually couldn't understand the young man.

He has been secretly paying attention to An Bulang's battles, and only an immortal like him with advanced cultivation can notice that An Bulang's timing in every battle is extremely exquisite, and his accuracy and decisiveness in finding flaws can even make him

They are all a bit inferior...

This boy...

Who is it?

time flies.

The first competition of the Great Competition of All Realms has finally come to an end.

In Hongmeng Dojo's 10,000 battle zones, 10,000 geniuses fought to the end.

They are undoubtedly strong men, and they are all the strongest men who have emerged from a pile of strong men.

He is also the most dazzling star of Hongmeng Dojo.

Tens of thousands of the top races or forces in the universe are competing at the same time. Being able to squeeze into the top 10,000 is already the number one talent among all the major races or forces.

There were many powerful religious men from all major star regions in the universe, and even their entire army was wiped out in this battle.
To be continued...