A Proud Man Called Himself A Medicinal God!

Chapter 1595: The Battle Begins

Shen Xiang sneered and said: "Your leader, this dog-like slave, is not worthy of having a direct conversation with the Grand Master of our Demon Suppression Temple."

"court death!"

The old man from the God and Demon Sect was furious, and so were the other believers. They all glared at Shen Xiang. Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky above the square, thunder rumbled, blood-colored lightning continued to appear, and bursts of enchanting blood light burst out.

Shen Xiang's purpose of coming here is to disrupt the situation. If he could have a big battle here, it would not be possible to hold this meeting. Moreover, he could also give the God and Demon Sect a good beating.

Grand Hall Master Xu Teng stood there, looking calm, but he was extremely worried, with cold sweat already oozing out of his back.

"If you want to fight, wait and fight on the stage!" A cold voice was heard, and the dark clouds in the sky immediately dispersed. Tian Nu's eyes turned red and he glared at Shen Xiang. He didn't expect that someone would dare to provoke him.

"Wait a minute, do you dare to fight on the stage? The kind that's fatal!" Tiannu said coldly.

"I will definitely accompany you. While there is still time, you should ask your God to find you a new dog slave." Shen Xiang smiled faintly.

"Just wait!" That day the slave had a bad temper and shouted loudly, shocking everyone.

The Demon-Suppressing Temple and the Cult of Gods and Demons had cooperated before, but later they had conflicts over some trivial matters, which eventually turned into a major event.

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared on the big competition platform in the middle. A handsome man in white appeared there, with a strong aura of the Holy Spirit. It was obvious at first glance that he was a powerful saint.

"You have all been waiting for so long, so I won't say any polite words. You all know why we are here today." said the man in white. His voice could be heard clearly in all directions.

"There is a dragon vein in the Evil Dragon Burial Ground. This dragon vein was nurtured by heaven and earth. It should be shared by everyone, but now it has been taken by the Dragon Subduing Sect. So we have to break through the Evil Dragon Burial Ground, wipe out the Dragon Subduing Sect, and share the dragon vein."

Hearing this, Shen Xiang wanted to go up and stomp on that face a few times.

"But we are leaderless, and everyone seems to have some conflicts, so today we have to use a duel to select the strongest and most convincing person as the commander. Anyone can participate, and at that time, no matter what, they must obey that person's orders."

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "What if someone doesn't listen?"

A powerful dragon energy came along with a thunder-like sound. Shen Xiang frowned. This was a celestial dragon!

"If anyone doesn't listen, he will be our enemy, and I will eliminate that person first." The man seemed very happy. After all, now that the Tianlong Domain has joined, it will be easier for them to capture the Evil Dragon Burial Ground.

"As long as we win, we can do whatever we are told to do?"

Another voice appeared, and at this moment everyone sensed a force from the stars. This should be the powerful man from the Starry Sky Realm that was rumored.

"As long as the main goal is to take over the dragon vein, we must obey." The man said again.

Even though two groups of people had already appeared in the square and walked into some empty seats, they all looked very powerful, especially the celestial dragons, who did not restrain their domineering dragon aura.

The Dragon Emperor of the Tianlong Clan did not show up, which made Shen Xiang feel relieved. He was just wondering what Long Xueyi was doing, and how she could allow the Tianlong Clan to bring so many dragons to participate in this conference.

Shen Xiang and Xu Teng took their seats, waiting for the fight to begin. The entire place was silent and the atmosphere was very depressing, because the forces that suddenly appeared were too powerful, and they made many major forces in the Nine Heavens World breathless.

Shen Xiang paid attention to the Fire Emperor of the Fire God Temple. The half-crippled Fire Emperor had a very bad look on his face, because his current strength was nothing compared to some of the strong men present, and he was even inferior to the Flower Emperor, a woman.

"Tell me how you want to compete quickly. Don't waste time. Once we figure out the result, we will directly attack the evil dragon's burial ground. I have brought all the people with me." someone shouted.

"Those who want to fight for the command must be very strong. There are even some who are evenly matched. So if they fight, it will take a long time. Even if they can decide who is the leader, one side will definitely not accept it because the strength difference is almost the same." The man said, "So we decided to set a time limit. If the leader cannot be decided within the specified time, they will have to step down."

As he spoke, the man took out an hourglass. By looking at the speed at which the sand flowed back, he could predict that there was only time for one meal.

For people of equal strength, this is too short. Some strong men may fight for dozens of days before they can finish the battle.

But if you want to convince others completely, you really need strong strength.

"If I step down, will I have a chance to get back up?" someone asked.

"There is only one chance. If two people step down at the same time, they will not be qualified to come up again."

"Who starts first?"

"Let's draw lots to decide. If you are planning to participate, please send a representative to draw lots now. Each force can only have two people participating."

Shen Xiang looked at Xu Teng and motioned him to go up and draw lots.

Xu Teng sent him a message: "Should I use it?" He was a little worried that he would encounter the Cult of Gods and Demons. Just now, Shen Xiang had made that Tiannu very angry.

"Yes, leave everything to me, you just watch here." Chen Xiang smiled at him: "Relax a little, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

At this time, representatives of many forces sent people to draw lots. Shen Xiang noticed that the invited people from Baihua Palace and Ice Dragon Clan did not go up. After all, they all wanted to help Shen Xiang, and they were just invited to watch the show.

"What if someone dies?" asked an old man.

"If he was killed in such a short battle, then he doesn't deserve to live." The young man laughed and said, "Even if he was resurrected, he probably wouldn't have the face to live!"

The fighting time is very short. If the opponent is very strong and you cannot hold on, you can only blame yourself for being too weak or for not wanting to admit defeat.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for people to die in this kind of short competition, and it is even difficult to determine the winner. Many people can see this, and many of them will end up in a draw.

Therefore, you have to burst out your strongest power at the beginning, otherwise you won't have any chance of winning, and of course you won't lose, it will only be a draw! The advantage is that it won't make many strong people look too embarrassed.

Huang Jintian sent a voice message to Shen Xiang, and asked: "It's very difficult to beat someone to the point of begging for mercy, or to knock him down, in such a short time! If I were facing so many strong men, even if I had to hold on, I could still end up in a draw."

The criterion for winning is to make the opponent die of fighting strength, or to make the opponent admit defeat, or to kill the opponent, which is indeed very difficult.

After the draw, the results were announced, which surprised Shen Xiang. The opponent of the Demon Suppression Temple was the Holy Thunder Realm. Instead of fighting with the Heavenly Evil Realm or the God and Demon Sect, the advantage of the Demon Suppression Temple was greatly reduced.