Chapter 10: A Journey to Higher Dimensions Chapter 51: Defeating the Demonic Rat Tribe
On the evening of the day when the preliminary rounds ended, the official website of World Center City announced the schedule for this year’s competition.
The seven human nations immediately discovered the name 'Jingming'.
"Master Jingming will once again fight in the Ten Thousand Races Competition after five thousand years!"
"For five thousand years, apart from Lord Jingming, no warrior from our human race has ever stepped onto the highest arena. In the end, it was Lord Jingming who took action again."
"Lord Jingming is over 5,000 years old. He is already very old. No matter how he performs in this competition, I still admire and respect him. Because being able to stand on the highest stage again is already an incomparable success."
"I am so touched. I can actually see Lord Jingming participate in the Ten Thousand Races Competition in my lifetime."
"Even if Lord Jingming was eliminated in the first round, he is still the greatest warrior in my heart."
Countless humans were extremely excited.
After all, there had been no human warriors in the main competition for several consecutive sessions, and although they also enjoyed watching the competition, when the human warriors took to the field, the passion of the seven human nations was ten times or a hundred times stronger, and countless people were so excited that they shed tears!
"My father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather... my ancestors from more than 5,000 years ago were all fans of Lord Jingming. Our family has been fans of Lord Jingming for generations!"
"Master Jingming, I love you!"
Countless people celebrated enthusiastically and even ran to the door of the Jing family’s headquarters building to celebrate.
There were too many people celebrating, and the Jing family could only help maintain order.
"The ancestor is participating in the competition." The Jing family members were both proud and nervous. They were also worried that the ancestor would die in the Ten Thousand Races Competition. After all, the glory of the Jing family mainly depended on the ancestor.
"You're so old, why do you have to participate in the competition?" Many members of the Jing family didn't understand.
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Amid the anticipation of all races, the Ten Thousand Races Competition was finally officially held.
In the arena suspended 18000 meters in the air, hundreds of millions of spectators gathered, and the cheers swept across the venue like a tsunami.
Inside the contestant box.
Xu Jingming stood alone in the box, looking around. He could still clearly remember that five thousand years ago, his parents, brothers and sisters, assistant Ni Yun, bodyguards and servants had all gathered here, cheering and nervous for their own battle.
"Coming to the world of all races is fate, but also a calamity. And I must transcend the calamity." Xu Jingming's eyes were calm, but his will was unshakable.
At this moment, games are going on in the stadium.
In the main competition, the strong players will compete against each other, the winners will advance and the losers will be eliminated.
"Next is the 35th match of the first round of this Ten Thousand Races Competition, with Jing Ming from the Human Race versus Qi Yu from the Giant God Race." The competition host Pan Qiu said loudly.
"Lord Jingming."
"Jingming."
"Lord Jingming will win."
Countless people from the seven human nations, as well as the human audience at the scene, were shouting Xu Jingming's name. They were fanatically looking forward to the appearance of the greatest warrior of the human race.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures appeared on the field.
Qi Yu of the Giant God Clan was 37 meters tall and had a majestic figure. Xu Jingming was much smaller in size. However, after the previous competitions, the audience no longer dared to look down on the weak races, especially in this competition, where nearly 60% of the contestants were from weak races.
"Is it him?" Xu Jingming recognized the other party. When he went to the registration point to sign up for the first competition that year, he met two giant gods.
The opponent in front of him was one of the two giant gods.
Qi Yu of the giant god tribe also has a high-dimensional life clone in the outside world. He has an extraordinary memory and obviously remembers the original scene.
"I failed to enter the main competition in the first competition. But with the talent of the Giant God Clan, I finally entered the main competition in the fifth competition, and I successfully entered the main competition again in the sixth competition." Qi Yu of the Giant God Clan was also unwilling to accept the result.
He doesn't want to die.
He wanted to survive this disaster and leave the world of all races.
"It's getting harder and harder for me to make progress, but these weak races have risen one by one." Qi Yu of the Giant God Clan's eyes turned cold, "But to defeat me, it also depends on whether you have the strength."
boom.
Qi Yu of the giant god tribe turned into a blurry afterimage, and his huge feet had already stepped forward.
"Huh." Xu Jingming moved, like a crane spreading its wings, extremely agile.
Bang!
At a speed of over 300,000 meters per second, Xu Jingming kicked the giant god Qi Yu in the chest like a stream of light. Qi Yu's eyes immediately widened and he covered his chest in pain.
"I give up." Qi Yu from the Giant God tribe shouted with difficulty.
"Thank you." The giant god looked at Xu Jingming and said.
He knew very well that if this human warrior had kicked him in the head instead of in the chest, his brains would have been completely turned into mud and he would have died instantly.
Xu Jingming did show mercy.
Since you can easily win, why bother to kill? The high-dimensional life that is trapped in the world of all races and cannot leave is already trapped in a sea of suffering, so why bother to give it another blow?
"Human Jingming wins." The competition host Pan Qiu shouted excitedly, "With just one move, Human Jingming defeated Giant God Qiyu with just one move."
In the broadcast footage, Xu Jingming's horrific kick was being repeated over and over again.
Just one kick!
A powerful giant god admitted defeat painfully.
"Lord Jingming is so strong?"
“This, this…”
Countless people from the seven nations of the human race couldn't believe it. They were already very happy that Lord Jingming could enter the arena. He defeated his opponent in the first round with just one move? This surprise caught them off guard.
“Oh my god!”
"Does Lord Jingming have a chance to become the first?"
"I think everyone should stay calm and not put too much pressure on Lord Jingming. No matter which round Lord Jingming advances to or what rank he gets, we should always support Lord Jingming."
"We will always support Master Jingming."
…
The competition of all races is still going on.
The surprises of the seven human nations continued. Their greatest warrior , Lord Jingming, defeated his opponents one by one with overwhelming force.
The giants, colorful dragons, sea tigers, and dwarves, one powerful opponent after another fell in front of Xu Jingming. No opponent could last more than ten seconds in front of Xu Jingming. In one round, Xu Jingming was given a bye.
After five rounds of competition, Xu Jingming officially entered the top ten!
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"The sixth round of this competition will be held today, and ten strong contestants will be selected to be the top five." The voice of the competition host Pan Qiu resounded throughout every corner of the stadium and was also broadcast so that audiences from all races could hear it.
"There are five games in total, and each one will be extremely exciting."
Pan Qiu said, "The first match will be between 'Jingming' from the human race and 'Beinon' from the demon rat race."
The entire audience burst into cheers, especially the human audience and the Demon Rat audience. The Demon Rat audience were generally less than half a meter tall and were relatively small. They all stood on their seats, jumping and cheering.
Whoosh.
Two figures appeared on the field.
Xu Jingming's expression also became more serious as he looked at the small man standing thousands of meters away - the powerful demon rat 'Benon'.
"I finally met a real short opponent." Xu Jingming did not dare to be careless at all. Although the dwarfs he met in the last round were shorter than him, their body sizes were still relatively similar.
"He is just over half a meter tall, about the height of my knee. With such a small body, he can make it into the top ten. His physical toughness is probably even better than mine." Xu Jingming observed his opponent.
"Human Jingming." The Rat Tribe's Benoen did not dare to be careless. "He entered the second round of the main competition in the first session. This competition has always been very easy. He has never been forced to show his true strength."
“Okay, let this human Jingming verify the results of my five thousand years of practice.” Benoen moved.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two of them turned into two afterimages and clashed in an instant.
"Wow."
"Both of them have reached a maximum speed of over 400,000 meters per second."
"In a competition arena that is only 10,000 meters in diameter, they move at super high speeds, and can maintain a speed of more than 400,000 meters per second. Whether it is speed or agility, both of them are extremely terrifying."
The slow-motion broadcast clearly shows the fight between the two of them.
Xu Jingming moved like a phantom, and every move was terrifying, either with strong penetrating power, terrifying concussion, or sharp cutting...
After fighting for ten seconds, Xu Jingming stopped, and the strong man of the Demon Rat Clan also stopped and stared at Xu Jingming.
"The body of this Demon Rat is too tough." Xu Jingming looked at the opponent. The Demon Rat's body was covered with hair, which was like thorns. The thick layer of hair made any moves of Xu Jingming lose a lot of power.
"We have to make sure he can't relieve the force." Xu Jingming's muscles swelled, his height rose to two meters and seven, and he looked much more sturdy and robust.
It was with this state that he passed the first round of the first competition.
"Getting bigger?" The powerful demon rat tribe member Benoen said cautiously, "So what if your body size gets bigger? Even if your strength and speed are stronger than mine, you can't do anything to me. As for the influence on my mind? Your mental power can't shake me either."
Any attack on the demon rats would be transmitted to the body through the hair, and the demon rats would fly out like a ball, with the force removed. The actual damage to the body was only a small part.
The strong men of the Demon Rat Clan are also half a step into the third realm in the outside world, and their mental strength is also extraordinary.
boom.
Xu Jingming moved again. His speed advantage made it impossible for the Demon Rat Tribe to escape. He did not bother to escape and instead took the initiative to fight.
"Bang!!!"
"Demon Bear Splits the Sky, Splits the Sky!!!" Xu Jingming's palm chopped down with terrifying power. Although the Demon Rat Tribe dodged quickly, the palm still hit the Demon Rat Tribe's shoulder, smashing the Demon Rat Tribe to the ground.
The playing field is indestructible and even after going through so many competitions, there is still no trace of damage.
At this moment, this palm strike caused the Demon Rat to crash into the ground. The recoil force of the hard ground also rushed through the Demon Rat's body, making him feel quite uncomfortable.
"The ground can't absorb the force." The strong man of the Demon Rat Clan panicked.
When Xu Jingming used the Demonic Bear Splitting Sky Style, after performing one move, he needed to gather strength before performing the next move.
After five thousand years of practice, his "Mind Soldiers' Combat Method" has also matured. Xu Jingming chopped with both palms continuously, one palm chopped down, and the other palm followed! The two palms chopped continuously without stopping.
His palms were like two sledgehammers, ready to smash the demon rat deep into the ground of the arena.
It was difficult to relieve the force of each blow. The terrifying power was transmitted violently within the Demon Rat Clan, causing severe shocks that caused his brain, blood, and bones to concuss. Only three palms were enough to make the Demon Rat Clan suffer so much pain that their mouths, noses, and ears were covered in blood.
"I give up." The strong man of the Demon Rat Clan shouted.
Xu Jingming stopped.
"This body is really strong." Xu Jingming looked at the strong man of the Demon Rat Clan and sighed in his heart, "I must seize the opportunity and win the championship in this competition. In the future, these super small ones will be very difficult to deal with, and we can't kill them no matter how hard we fight."
"If you chop me again, I will be killed. In this competition, there is still a big gap between me and the human Jing Ming." The strong man of the Demon Rat Clan also has self-knowledge.
"The first game of the day is over, and Jing Ming from the human race has become the first player to enter the top five." The host of the competition, Pan Qiu, entered the venue, and his voice rang in the ears of countless audiences from all races.
