The singing was full of momentum, and the battle seemed to be about to break out. The golden trident danced in the air, and the light and shadows stirred up the audience.

"Fight, gods! Fight, glory. Today, it will be your dawn, and our glory will surely shine on the starry sky, and it will be bright and boundless!"

The golden light suddenly converged and condensed all on the gorgeous man. The next moment, holding the golden trident in his hand, he had turned into a dazzling golden stream of light, rising into the sky like an arrow, piercing into the deep blue sky.

The dark blue sky instantly changed color and turned into a brilliant gold color, illuminating the audience.

It was not until the golden color gradually dissipated and the bright sunshine and blue sky outside were revealed again that the audience gradually came to their senses!

Wonderful, this is really wonderful, so shocking.

Electronic audio sounds, "The World's New Powers Competition, the first round, preparation for lottery."

There is no more formalities, the draw starts directly.

In the sky, images began to be projected, with a total of more than 3,000 images, each representing a supernatural being.

On the rostrum, Terminator slowly stood up, without using any amplification equipment at all, and his low voice echoed throughout the audience.

"start!"

The vibrant voice spread throughout the audience, and all the lights and shadows in the sky began to change violently. More than three thousand images kept flickering, constantly starting to arrange and combine. Soon, pairs of arrangements began to appear, and there were sequences in the air.

At the same time, every participating psychic person, the number on his chest, emitted a faint light, and a digital light and shadow projected in front of them. It was the opponent they were going to face and the time of the game.

The electronic sound rang again.

"The first round of the World New Powers Competition will be held in the order of participation."

There are several numbers projected in front of Lan Jue's eyes. One thousand seven hundred and twenty-four, which is his opponent's number. Then there is thirty-five, which is the competition stage. The last number is three, which means that he is the third group to participate in the competition.

Each batch is composed of two hundred supernatural people. There are more than three thousand people, and there are about fifteen batches.

The rules of the competition were already clearly stated to them when registering. Everyone is a psychic person and there will be no problem with their understanding. The time for each game is at most half an hour. All the competitions are monitored by the electronic eyes.

One party admits defeat or loses combat effectiveness and ends. Do not intentionally kill opponents. If the battle does not end within half an hour, the winner will be determined through mechanical monitoring and special personnel assigned by the alliance to increase the alliance.

There are too many participants in this competition. Therefore, the organizer does not need too many other gimmicks at all. As long as the competition starts directly, it will inevitably attract the attention of all viewers around the world.

The broadcasting fees and advertising fees are all sky-high. They have started to build up various momentum two months ago. So, on the surface, the major leagues seem to have paid a huge price to pay the prizes. In fact, the value of these prizes has been recovered through other means, and there may be surplus.

Although Lan Jue only took the stage to compete in the third batch, there were people he was familiar with in the first batch.

All the members of the Tianhuo Avenue brought by the foodie participated in the competition. There were three people on the stage in the first round today, namely: barber, tailor and alchemist.

Within three minutes, all 200 psychics who participated in the first batch will take the stage. If they have not taken the stage in five minutes, they will be treated as abstention.

Light and shadow projection, a huge number sixty appears in the sky.

"Countdown to prepare for one minute."

Huge numbers began to jump. Fifty-nine, fifty-eight...

The psychics who were on stage also began to prepare. During the preparation process, they could not release their abilities, and could only adjust their own energy and observe their opponents at the same time.

“…, five, four, three, two, one! Begin!”

With the start of the electronic sound, the two hundred psychic competitions were all opened. One hundred rings raised, and each ring was covered to avoid leaking energy affecting other rings.

The shield covers a range of three meters outside the ring. Once someone falls out of the ring or hits the shield, he will be sentenced to be denied. The height of the shield is fifty meters, which is enough for the psychics to display their combat power.

"Boom--" The alchemist was the first to end his game.

Just a golden light flashed. Then her opponent was blown away and slowly slid down on the shield in the distance.

The shield of the alchemist's ring quickly turned red, and then the shield was lifted, which meant the end of the game.

On the rostrum, the gourmet was holding a little girl in his arms. He immediately clapped his hands excitedly and cheered: "Mom is so great, so great!"

The little girl was wearing a silver helmet on her head. Her eyes were dull, but she looked extremely beautiful, and her beautiful voice was not even inferior to the natural sound of the Sea Emperor. At this time, her cheers immediately attracted the attention of the Terminator around the Foodie.

The Terminator's figure was so majestic that he occupied two seats alone. Of course, the row he was in was only him and the Foodie, plus that little girl.

"What's this kid?" The Terminator looked at her with interest.

The gourmet smiled slightly, "She is the daughter of an alchemist."

The Terminator said: "It's the girl who just finished the game, well, it's not bad, very strong."

The foodie smiled and nodded. He still had to show respect to this old master, "The alchemist is gifted and I don't even know what her real ability is. It's not easy to convince her to participate in the competition this time."

The Terminator said: "Okay, let's wait and see, and hope she can achieve good results."

Jun'er suddenly said, "Big Uncle, my mother is the best, and my dad. They are all the best. The champion is either mother or dad!"

The Terminator was slightly stunned by her scream. He hadn't heard of the title of uncle for many years, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Little girl, how do you know that I am an uncle, not a grandpa?" Terminator asked with a smile.

Jun'er laughed and said, "Because you look very young! Although you are very big, I can feel that you are not scary at all. Mom once said that a person's appearance cannot represent his heart. I can feel your heart, and your heart is very kind."

The Terminator was stunned by his words. Although Jun'er's voice was not loud, the little girl's voice was very penetrating, and the people sitting around were all over the superpower world. For a moment, almost all the superpowers in the front row heard her words.

Including the foodies, as well as the Angel King Mirenda, the Fallen Angel Lucifer, and the senior executives of the North League, all their expressions became strange.

A young girl who looks only six or seven years old actually calls the Terminator a uncle. You know, although the Terminator is not as old as a fortune teller, he became famous very early and became the dominant very early. Because his superpowers are related to the body, he can always maintain a younger appearance. In fact, his age is similar to that of an old pedan.

What's more, this little girl even said that he was kind.

Before the Terminator became the master, he had a nickname called: Human weapon. Is human weapon kind? This...

But surprisingly, after hearing Jun'er's words, the Terminator fell silent, bent down, and came to her, "Little boy, what's your name?"

Jun'er smiled and said, "Big Uncle, my name is Jun'er."

The Terminator smiled slightly. With his tough appearance, this smile could only be described as hideous, but Jun'er also smiled.

She couldn't see it herself, but through the brain wave retinal helmet, she could project the outside world into her mind, allowing her to feel the other person's appearance.

"How about letting the big uncle hug you?" Terminator laughed.

Jun'er thought for a while and said, "Okay. Although my mother said she couldn't be with strangers, the big uncle was very kind, Jun'er asked you to hug her." As she said, she stretched out her hands to the Terminator.

The Terminator laughed, "Well said, well said!" As he said, he carried Jun'er over.

The foodie did not stop her and smiled on her face. The Terminator is the master of a generation, so of course it would not be difficult for a little girl. Moreover, it can be seen that he and Jun'er seem to be very destined to be.

Jun'er's petite figure is in sharp contrast to the Terminator's grandeur. The Terminator directly lets her sit on her thick forearm, but she still looks so petite.

"Jun'er, how about a big uncle giving you a gift?" Terminator gently silently her retinal helmet.

"Okay, okay! Apart from mom and dad, no one has ever given Jun'er a gift. Big uncle, you are such a good person." Jun'er said excitedly. She had never been to the outside world, especially after seeing it through the retina helmet, she was even more curious about everything.

The Terminator nodded and said, "Tomorrow you will ask Uncle Foodie to bring you, and Uncle Big is ready to give you the gift."

"Okay! Thank you, uncle, for your big man."

In a corner of the rostrum, the alchemist walked up quietly. As the representative of the Heavenly Fire Avenue, she had a place to cultivate at the ninth level and level nine.

When she walked to the front row and was about to pick up Jun'er, she happened to hear the conversation between Terminator and Jun'er, and she couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the smile on Terminator's face, she suddenly felt moved and grateful.

What moved was that my daughter was much happier than when she was at home. A master could even get along with her daughter.

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Chapter completed!