The fights started at the same time. Bao 'er and Feng Yin Yin were only using gene races to fight. They did not enter the battleground themselves, so there was no need to worry about their safety.
When Han Sen saw the small flying fish enter the space battleground under Bao 'er's control, he knew it would be difficult for her to lose.
Han Sen thought about it. After combining with the blood god dragon, he entered the space battleground through the god light screen.
The blood god dragon was very strong, but it had not absorbed the blood dragon God Blood-Pulse to become a God Spirit gene race. If it encountered someone with a God Spirit gene race, it would not be easy to win.
Yan Bei Fei was from the Yan Kingdom's royal family. He might have had some weird gene races. Han Sen did not want to be eliminated in the first round, so he planned on going there himself.
Chen Seven was in a good mood. He had just leveled up his king-class gene race to adult. He was ready to show off in the god fights.
He did not think about getting a rank, but if he performed well in the god fights, perhaps the God Spirit he believed in would look at him differently. He might be given a stronger God Spirit Blood-Pulse.
The Battle of the Gods was a competition for humans, but for the gods, it was a selection competition.
The gods watched the battles of their followers to determine their future development. If there were some followers who didn't seem to be outstanding in the past but performed very well now, it was not impossible for them to be granted a second bloodline.
Of course, they had to perform very well to make the God Spirits want them. The chances of that happening were low.
Han Sen had the authority of a God Spirit, but the God of Wealth only had Feng Yin Yin. He had already given her the highest Blood-Pulse, so there was no need to test her.
Aside from that, every time Feng Yin Yin won, the God of Wealth received some god power as a reward. The higher Feng Yin Yin's rank was, the more god power the God of Wealth received. If Feng Yin Yin won first place, the God of Wealth's god power reward would be shocking. It would be enough to create a god base.
Even if Feng Yin Yin had the gold wing peacock king, she could not reach that level. So, Han Sen did not expect her to succeed.
Chen Seven's goal was even lower. He just wanted to perform. When he saw that his opponent in the first round was an unknown believer of the God of Wealth, Ingot, he was ecstatic.
He was really afraid of encountering the famous God Spirit followers. Not only were there 12 Annihilation God Spirit followers, but even if he was facing a Disaster God Spirit follower, he was not confident.
So, Chen Ben had researched all the known God Spirits. This God of Wealth was definitely not an Annihilation or Disaster God Spirit. He was not even a famous Destruction God Spirit. He had never heard of the name Ingot before. That meant he had a high chance of winning.
When Chenqi saw a White Jade Flying Fish that was only a foot long enter the battlefield, he almost laughed out loud.
Obviously, his opponent was afraid of dying. They did not dare enter the battleground. They only sent a gene race. Their power was not that great.
And what was that little flying fish? It was so small, and it had a pair of wings. It looked cute, but what was the point of being cute? Looking at it, it looked like it could be swatted away with a single slap.
"Do not blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame someone, blame the world for being too cruel." Chenqi laughed. He summoned his king-class gene race tyrannosaurus rex king.
Facing a small flying fish like that, Chenqi did not plan on fighting it himself. He was going to use the tyrannosaurus rex king to crush it and swallow the small flying fish.
The adult tyrannosaurus rex king was very big. It was as tall as a three-story building. After it landed on the ground, it roared to the sky. It looked very cruel. It flapped its little wings and looked very cute. It was a big contrast to the small flying fish.
"Number Seven, you are so good. It is no wonder you are my son."
"Brother Seven, you are the strongest."
"Son, let's just charge forward like this."
"Old Seven, kill that small fish. Do not be merciful. Being merciful to your enemy is being cruel to yourself."
Chenqi's friends and family were watching the video in front of the god temple. They were so excited that they were cheering for Chenqi.
Although he could not hear what they were saying, Chenqi was still very excited. He commanded the tyrannosaurus rex king to go straight for the small flying fish. It opened its big mouth and was going to swallow the small flying fish.
Seeing that the little flying fish was about to be swallowed, Chen Seven and his friends thought the match was over.
In the next second, the small flying fish spat out a small flame. It looked so small that it was almost negligible. Before the tyrannosaurus rex king, the white flame was like a small spark. It landed on the tyrannosaurus rex king's nose.
Boom!
Suddenly, the tyrannosaurus rex king's body was on fire. In the blink of an eye, it was turned into black charcoal. It was like a black charcoal statue. It remained where it was. It lowered its head and kept biting.
The wind blew. The charcoal-like tyrannosaurus rex king turned into dust. It was all over the sky.
Chenqi and his friends, who had been so excited, were now petrified. Their mouths were wide open. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Now, they suddenly felt as if the world was f * cking cruel.
In the next second, Chenqi reacted. He surrendered and ran out of the battleground. He was afraid that if he was too slow, the small flying fish would spit fire at him.
"My tyrannosaurus rex king …" Chenqi kept running and crying. He was so sad.
When Han Sen entered the battleground, Yan Bei Fei was already waiting there.
His title was Flying Swallow Swordsman. He had a knife on his waist. That knife was called Flying Swallow. It was one of the seven most famous knives in the history of the Yan Kingdom. The legends said it was made from the bones of a rare gene race.
No matter how good a knife was, if it did not have a good master, it was useless. Yan Bei Fei was a good master. He had the Yan Kingdom's king's Nihility God Blood-Pulse. He also had a powerful gene race that matched it. Most importantly, he was able to use all of that to the max. When a Flying Swallow knife was unsheathed, no one was left alive.
Yan Bei Fei looked at his opponent, who was wrapped up in a blood air. He could not see his face clearly. He could only see a shadow. He squinted his eyes.
Although he did not know what his opponent's true power was, he could tell his opponent's gene race was not ordinary just by looking at his presence after combining with a gene race.
To Yan Bei Fei, it did not make much of a difference. Even if his opponent had an ultimate god-class gene race, he could still kill it.
"I do not want to kill anyone today."
Yan Bei Fei looked at Han Sen as he spoke. He knew he was too cruel. If it was not necessary, he did not want to use his knife.
"I do not like to kill people either," Han Sen replied.
"Oh."
Yan Bei Fei grunted. He did not say anything else. He already knew Han Sen's answer, so he held the knife on his waist.