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What a joke!
Can this be detected intuitively?
At this moment, Duan Lingtian naturally saw that King Yong did not believe it, but he did not explain too much.
In fact, he certainly didn't know that the token that King Yong got was 'Token No. 32' by relying on some 'intuition', and he didn't just get 'Token No. 31' by relying on intuition.
As early as when the young man holding the wooden plate entered the auditorium where they were, his mental power had already detected the numbers on the forty tokens.
The numbers on the forty tokens, only two tokens are consecutive and opposite.
They are 'No. 31' and 'No. 32'.
It is precisely because of this that what happened next happened.
He asked King Yong to take down token No. 31.
And he directly drew the No. 32 token.
"Anyone who is skilled in controlling mental power can almost detect the numbers on the front of these covered tokens with their mental power..."
Duan Lingtian's heart moved and he thought to himself.
As a result, he didn't feel that he was so great.
"Duan Lingtian, you... are you the 'Inscription Master'?"
Soon, a surprised voice came from Duan Lingtian's ears.
It is King Yong's 'Yuanli Condensation'.
Obviously, the current King Yong has recovered from his surprise and can make an accurate judgment.
This time, Duan Lingtian didn't show off anymore and nodded gently.
King Yong couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, and continued to condense his voice: "The fact that you can detect the numbers on these tokens with your mental power is enough to show that you are extremely skilled in the manipulation of mental power. In the 'Art of Inscription' His attainments are not low."
"Actually, your martial arts talent is amazing, so why waste your time studying the 'Art of Inscription'... If you didn't study the 'Art of Inscription', you would definitely be even stronger now."
King Yong seemed to feel a little regretful after talking about it.
In his opinion.
Duan Lingtian's attainments in the 'Art of Inscription' are not low. It can also be seen from the side that Duan Lingtian worked hard in this area and wasted a lot of time.
If Duan Lingtian could use this wasted time in training, he would definitely be stronger.
Duan Lingtian was naturally aware of King Yong's "pity" towards him.
In response, he just shook his head and smiled.
Only he himself knew that his attainments in the 'Inscription Technique' were all inherited from the 'Samsara Martial Emperor', and he had never wasted any time on this.
"Duan Lingtian, I thought I could see you take action first... but now it seems that is not possible."
Su Li sat next to Duan Lingtian and shook his head.
The token he drew was 'No. 237'.
"Luckily, there's nothing you can do about it."
Duan Lingtian shrugged and said shamelessly.
Not red in the face, not out of breath.
It's as if he just happened to draw 'Token No. 32' because of good luck.
However, Su Li had no doubts.
After all, Su Li didn't know that Duan Lingtian had just asked King Yong to draw the 'Token No. 31'.
A moment later, in the nine medium-sized auditoriums, 360 young talents from thirty-six empires drew their own 'label tokens' one by one.
These tokens are marked with unique numbers.
"Now, please invite the young talents who have obtained the tokens 'No. 1' to 'No. 20' to come on stage."
Above the Prison Arena, the young man in white stood there, his face still stern, and he spoke in a deep voice.
At this time, the ten middle-aged men behind him instantly turned into a stream of light. When they reappeared, they were already distributed in various areas above the Prison Arena.
The ten people deliberately separated themselves from each other.
"Everyone, I'll go up first."
Among a group of young talents from the Blackstone Empire, one person got Token No. 3 and now said hello to Duan Lingtian and others and flew up.
Duan Lingtian was impressed by this young talent.
It was Gao Yuhai who had fought against Long Yun back then. The weapon in his hand was a spiritual fan. He was an eighth-level warrior in the Void Realm a year ago and had mastered the 'Micro Sword Technique'.
"After a year, he actually broke through to the 'First Level of Entering the Void Realm'."
Duan Lingtian looked at Gao Yuhai's back and felt something in his heart.
As early as when Gao Yuhai opened his mouth, Duan Lingtian's mental power had already enveloped him like a shadow, making his entire body invisible.
Entering the first level of the virtual realm!
Among the young talents of the major empires, although they are not at the bottom, they are still only at the middle to lower level.
Just now, Duan Lingtian specially investigated the cultivation levels of many young talents from major empires.
Among them, the weakest ones are some of the 'ninth-level warriors of the Peeping into the Void Realm'.
"The ninth level of the Peeping into the Void realm...participating in the 'Dynasty Martial Competition' is just a formality."
Duan Lingtian said secretly.
At this time, nineteen other young talents rushed out from various medium-sized auditoriums and gathered with Gao Yuhai.
"Token owner No. 1 and Token owner No. 2, come to me."
Soon, a middle-aged man who was responsible for recording the results spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the twenty young talents on the field.
Suddenly, two young talents quickly arrived at the middle-aged man's side.
"Token holder No. 3 and Token holder No. 4, come to me."
Immediately afterwards, someone spoke again.
Soon, Gao Yuhai and another young talent arrived next to another middle-aged man who was responsible for recording the results.
The remaining sixteen young talents also took their respective positions.
Twenty young talents, in groups of two, stood facing each other.
Not far from each of the two young talents confronting each other, there was a middle-aged man standing there with a serious face, acting as a witness.
The war is about to break out!
"Originally, I was still worried... with three hundred and sixty people, if they were to fight one-on-one slowly, there wouldn't be enough time in a day. Now, these ten fights together are much more efficient."
Duan Lingtian looked at the twenty young talents confronting each other and sighed in his heart.
"The martial arts competition begins!"
At this moment, the young man in white who was standing in the middle of the prison arena suddenly let out a soft drink.
Immediately, the young talents of the major empires, who were divided into ten areas for confrontation, took action one after another, using all their methods.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
…
One after another extremely fast figures passed by each other.
Wherever he passed, the energy surged, the 'artistic conception' followed him like a shadow, and the spiritual weapon attacked the opponent fiercely.
After just one meeting, six people gave up.
The strength of these six people was surpassed by their opponents in all aspects, and there was no room for resistance.
If you don't admit defeat, you will be seriously injured or even killed.
You know, on a stage like the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition', even if you are killed, your death is in vain.
After six people surrendered, six others advanced.
And the remaining eight people are still fighting fiercely there...
Eight people, divided into four groups, fought together.
Each of the two people fighting was of equal strength. For a time, they were evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
Among them was 'Gao Yuhai' of the Blackstone Empire.
Now, with the fifth-grade spiritual fan in his hand, Gao Yuhai used his Yuan Power and the 'Impression of a Heavy Sword' to fight fiercely with his opponent.
His opponent was also a first-level warrior in the Void Realm. He also had a fifth-grade spiritual weapon. His "artistic conception" was also comparable to his, and his strength was no less than his.
However, although they are similar in strength, at this time, what matters is combat experience and various skills.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
…
When Gao Yuhai raised his hand, the fifth-grade spiritual fan in his hand flew out and turned into a fan-shaped sword light that filled the sky, covering his opponent.
Wow!
In the hands of Gao Yuhai's opponent, the fifth-grade spiritual spear also trembled suddenly, and the swift shadow of the spear swept out, following the fan-shaped sword light in the sky.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
…
Every time the fifth-grade spiritual sword is swept out, a fan-shaped blade is destroyed.
It's a pity that Gao Yuhai was obviously prepared. When the fan-shaped sword light was completely annihilated by his opponent and a proud smile appeared on his opponent's face, he struck like thunder.
Whoosh!
Buzz!
As Gao Yuhai's body shook, his whole body seemed to turn into a knife, swiping directly at his opponent.
The spiritual fan in his hand made a harsh sound.
"It's a pity... This person's strength is no worse than Gao Yuhai."
Seeing Gao Yuhai defeat his opponent, Duan Lingtian shook his head and felt pity for Gao Yuhai's opponent.
It was precisely because of Gao Yuhai's opponent's carelessness that Gao Yuhai took advantage of him.
"No. 3 wins!"
At this time, the middle-aged man who was responsible for registering the records of Gao Yuhai and his opponent spoke coldly.
At the same time, he had a pen and paper in his hand and began to record.
"Concession."
At the critical moment, Gao Yuhai, who knocked his opponent away with his fan, smiled and nodded to his defeated opponent.
"Thanks for showing mercy."
Gao Yuhai's opponent responded sincerely.
Obviously, he also knew that if Gao Yuhai hadn't turned the spiritual fan in his hand into a 'fan' in time to attack, he would have died under Gao Yuhai's fan, and it was impossible for his internal organs to be traumatized.
Compared to Gao Yuhai's mercy, the other six people were completely different.
The six of them were evenly matched, and they were jealous of each other.
In the end, two people died and one was seriously injured.
The other three who won were more or less injured.
"good."
Seeing Gao Yuhai returning victoriously and bringing glory to the Blackstone Empire, King Yong nodded with satisfaction.
"This Gao Yuhai is quite a nice person."
Duan Lingtian watched Gao Yuhai take his seat and secretly praised.
"The young talents who have drawn token numbers 21 to 40, come on."
At this time, the young man in white spoke again.
"It's my turn."
Duan Lingtian smiled. Although he knew that he did not need to take action in this battle, he still jumped into the air and joined the other eighteen young talents.
Immediately afterwards, ten middle-aged men began to call people to come to them.
"Owner of Token No. 31 and Token No. 32, come to me."
When the voice of a middle-aged man came, Duan Lingtian went straight over.
"Um?"
Seeing that Duan Lingtian was the only one, and the remaining young talents were all in place, the middle-aged man frowned, "Where is the other person?"
"What's your number?"
Then, the middle-aged man looked at Duan Lingtian and asked.
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