While Tang San was queuing to register, the third level competition had already begun. Because he was short and there were many people around him, he couldn't see what was happening inside at all. He only heard cheers and loud collisions.

The collision competition was naturally very fast, with both sides accelerating and colliding. Determining the winner. The winner could then choose whether or not to proceed to the next round.

Although many demon clan followers were registering, the speed was quite fast. When it was Tang San's turn, he couldn't help but be speechless.

This registration method was too simple. There was a number plate on the table, and the number plate stated his level and number. Applicants only needed to take the number plate to participate, and there was no need to register.

After all, this was just an entertainment competition between demon clans, and the contestants were at level six and below, so naturally there weren't many rules.

There wasn't even any staff at the place where you could get your number plate, you could just take it, but after you got your number plate, you had to go to the other side and queue up. In other words, as long as you receive the number plate, you must participate in a round of competition. You can't not participate in the competition.

The Kerry guards who were responsible for maintaining order couldn't help but laugh strangely when they saw Tang San so thin and came to line up with his number plate, but he didn't stop him.

Tang San didn't need to think about it to know that these evil Kerry guards were waiting to see him beaten with broken bones and muscles.

The demons in front of him and behind him were very tall, blocking his view.

These demons didn't even look at the human followers who were less than 1.3 meters tall, and their gazes would never drop that low.

Tang San stretched his head and looked at the collision competition venue through the gaps in the crowd.

At this time, the third level competition was already in full swing.

There was already demon blood on the ground, and a collision was taking place. It was a demon who was less than two meters tall and was obviously from the violent bear tribe.

When the two sides collided, the lizard suddenly sank, suddenly turned around, and swept its tail towards the violent bear's paw.

However, the violent bear jumped into the air as it entered the collision circle, and kicked the lizard hard with its hind legs, sending it flying away. The lizard didn't stop until it flew out and was blocked by Kerry's guards.

The cheers of the surrounding demons, especially the violent bear, became extremely loud.

The winner is king, this is the philosophy of the demon clan.

This seemingly small child is very strong, not only strong, but also has a high level of skill. In the next few rounds, whether it was a head-on collision or a collision with skills, he had the upper hand and won consecutively.

Through observation, Tang San discovered that this kid's innate ability should be like a rampage. Whenever he exerted all his strength, his body would swell, hair would grow, strength would become stronger, and his original brown eyes would turn red.

When the demon that resembled a hedgehog collided with him, he was thrown away with his shoulder. Although the hedgehog's thorns also left two wounds on his body, the hedgehog was clearly at a disadvantage.

Although this child of the violent bear clan is at the third level, his combat power is actually not inferior to the fourth level energy. This is the different talents of different populations.

This is the first time Tang San has seen so many demons. He carefully observed the abilities of each demon, memorized its abilities and characteristics, and also analyzed in his mind whether the abilities were useful to him. He now has a relatively accurate judgment on the relationship between Xuantian Gong and the bloodline of the demon clan in this world, but the only thing that makes him unable to judge is how many bloodlines he can accumulate in the process of continuous devouring in the future. In other words, how many traces of the bloodline of the demon clan can be maintained with Xuantian Gong, and whether this number is related to the level of Xuantian Gong.

He now only has two bloodline brands, namely the wind wolf transformation and the leopard flash transformation, and the abilities it brings are the wind blade and the leopard flash.

One of these two abilities is for long-range attacks, and the other is for increasing speed. Both are very useful, as long as they can be continuously improved. He believes that he should not be able to increase his bloodline brand type indefinitely. There may be a limit to the number, and he does not know how many there are now. He had a vague guess, but he also needed to do an experiment to prove whether his guess was correct.

The final winner of the third level was this fierce young bear. After defeating ten opponents, he kept roaring in the middle of the field. In the end, he was awarded an elemental coin.

The burly bear who hosted the head-on collision competition lifted the little burly bear above his head and stood in the middle of the field while roaring.

"This is my son, my son! Have you seen it? My son is the number one in the third level!" The cheers and roars made the earth seem to shake, and all kinds of followers did not dare to come out in such a way.

Almost

all the followers who signed up participated in the third level competition. Tang San saw that at least seven of these followers were seriously injured, and it was hard to say whether two of them would survive the third level competition. In the end, it was the turn of the fourth level competition.

A majestic porcupine demon slowly walked into the venue. He had black hair all over his body, a very large head, about two meters tall, and a very wide back. showing his extraordinary appearance. Two thick fangs protruded from his lips, roaring ferociously.

The porcupine tribe's innate ability is indeed rare. Yes, the demon tribe's innate ability does not only have one type. Yes, but it does not mean that having more

abilities means you will be stronger. Relatively speaking, the top demons and spirits have more talents.

There are many abilities.

The porcupine clan's innate abilities are two, attacking and backstabbing.

Porcupines have spines on their backs that can shoot out, and their ramming ability lives up to their name. The stronger the porcupine, the more spines on its back.

The fourth-level porcupine in front of him had eight thorns on its back. When it walked to one side of the field and stood still, its back protruded, and the eight thorns on its back slowly stood up and pointed diagonally forward, as if ready to erupt at any time.

Tang San was not interested in the porcupine tribe's innate ability at all. Forget about other species, he didn't want to be a pig. Whether it was a collision, it wasn't an ability he wanted.

The opponent of this fourth-level porcupine was a leopard. Yes, this was the first time Tang San had seen a Flash Leopard appear in today's collision competition. There was no Flash Leopard among the previous third-level contestants.

Flash Leopards were better at speed, and head-on collisions were not their forte. Therefore, in the previous games, there was no Flash Leopard clan.

The fourth-level Flash Leopard that appeared at this time had a slender body, about two meters tall, and could not be said to be tall. There was a faint light shining in his squinted eyes that looked a little thin. His body had strong muscles and showed strong vitality.

"Start!" Accompanied by the roar of the fierce bear that hosted the game, both sides launched from both sides at the same time. The Flash Leopard was extremely fast. He rushed towards his opponent like lightning and was almost instantly in the collision circle. As the porcupine ran wildly, the eight thorns on its back shot out without any reservation. When this porcupine demon launched its back thorns, Tang San couldn't help but look at it in awe. The back stab fired by the porcupine demon was not aimed at Flash Leopard, but shot in another direction. The eight porcupine thorns blocked most of the routes that Flash Leopard could use to hide.