In Pan Ling's eyes, all methods were useless in front of absolute strength.
Pan Ling finished the first round and started to wait for the second round, but he needed time.
At the same time, the sound of notifications rang out in every match and the main world.
"The 10086 matches have ended.”
Pan Ling soon found that his Spiritual Power Value had increased a lot.
After ten days of leveling up, Pan Ling was now level 38, almost level 39. This reward had allowed Pan Ling to reach level 39.
If he leveled up at his own speed, he would still need three days, but he leveled up immediately.
Pan Ling wasn't surprised, because the reward was based on the battle record, which meant that he had killed 3,000 people by himself, so the reward would be very high.
As for those who were in the same match as Pan Ling, they were unlucky because their battle record was 0, and there was no reward at all. However, there were ten spots in each match, and the remaining nine spots were determined by the strength of the Spiritual Ocean Value.
They were very depressed. They wanted to cry and vomit blood.
In their hearts, they all felt that the person they had met was definitely Pan Ling!
After all, Pan Ling had mentioned Pangu.
Only Pan Ling had such terrifying strength.
Pan Ling felt that this dungeon activity was not bad and could help him improve even more.
Pan Ling started to search for the evil spirit because he was the only one who could pass, and each round could only start when 3001 people passed.
At this moment, everyone in the 300,000-plus matches was stunned on the spot because it had just started.
They were still prepared to join forces and use various methods to carry out the battle. However, the 10086 battles had already ended?
Those Heaven's Favorites were naturally shocked. Everyone couldn't help but think of Pan Ling.
"This person must be Pan Ling."
"Isn't this too terrifying? Even if there were two Quasi-Saint Martial Spirits, who might be Pangu's descendants, it was impossible for them to summon two Guardian Spirits to fight at the same time, right?”
"Killing 3,000 people in an instant is hard to imagine. Even the possessor of the Spirit Shen Wu wouldn't be able to do it in a short period of time. Perhaps, Pan Ling's battles were all ordinary guardian spirits, that was why he was so fast.”
……
After a brief moment of surprise, everyone stopped thinking and began to rack their brains to think of a way to survive. Each match was limited to 24 hours. Therefore, he couldn't keep hiding. Otherwise, his battle record would be zero.
At this moment, the strongest Warrior Spirits, Immortal Warrior Spirits, and other Heaven's Favorites were also prepared to go all out. They wanted to try it out against San Qian alone.
However, if they were lucky, they would encounter guardian spirits whose names had never been heard of in history. That would be fine. If they fought for a long time, they could take down 3,000 guardian spirits by themselves. However, if there were a few that were not bad, then it would be difficult to do so.
At this moment, Tu Mie summoned Demon God Chiyou, and his battle intent rose.
"Pan Ling killed 3,000 in an instant, then I, Tu Mie, won't be too bad either! I also want to fight against 3,000 people alone!"
More than 300,000 matches were held, and all kinds of battles began.
Ten hours later, the 233333 matches ended. It was Slaughter's match.
Tu Mie panted heavily. He had done it by taking care of 3,000 people alone. At the same time, he was excited. There were many spiritual power rewards, allowing him to rise to level 29.
Of course, although both of them had defeated three thousand by themselves, the time was different. He had spent ten hours, while Pan Ling had been killed in an instant. Naturally, the spiritual power rewards were different.
Tu Mie began to sit cross-legged and quickly recover. He no longer had any thoughts of fighting 3,000 enemies alone.
He knew that it was impossible because the people in the next round were all extraordinary.
It was not bad to be able to walk out of the first round. After all, out of the one billion people, more than three million people had advanced.
The further he went, the stronger he would encounter. This made Tu Mie's blood boil.
Pan Ling was slightly interested in this chaotic battle.
He was the number one person in the main world, but if the most powerful three thousand people gathered, then they could play with him.
Not long after, Xuan Ling appeared. There were a few drops of sweat on her delicate and fair face. She was panting slightly, but because her chest was too big, even if her breathing was light, it still caused a scene.
"How is it?" Pan Ling asked with concern.
Xuan Ling shook her head." It's fine. I've advanced and won first place in my match."”
Xuan Ling did not join forces with anyone, but her own strength was not enough to fight against 3,000 alone. After all, she could not summon the guardian spirit.
She had defeated more than 1,000 people in her match, and her record was not bad. If she could summon the guardian spirit, Xuan Ling could also fight against three thousand people alone.
"Not bad. Rest well and adjust.”
After each match, there was an hour to recover.
Pan Ling patted Xuan Ling's shoulder to encourage her, but she didn't expect that this pat would make Xuan Ling's chest rise and fall again.
Pan Ling sighed in his heart, Looks like I can't film anymore.”
Pan Ling retracted his gaze and briefly estimated that although Xuan Ling was in her early twenties, she was well developed and had a great figure, especially in front of her chest.
Judging from its size, it had E.
A day had passed since the start of the battle. All the matches had ended. It was time.
After one wave, nearly one billion people were eliminated, leaving only three million people.
Soon, the second round began.
Pan Ling was assigned to 110 matches and still had 3001 people.
This time, Pan Ling could clearly feel that the people around him were not weak.
In the first round, so many people were eliminated. The remaining people were obviously familiar with the Guardian Spirits, and their strength was not bad.
However, whether it was the second round or the last round, Pan Ling had to fight against three thousand of the most powerful people in Huaxia!
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