"Wuchang boy, just wait and you will have your time to show off."
Nangong Shouzheng did not bend the law for personal gain, and then said: "Little girl, what you said is somewhat reasonable, but you are too weak now and not convincing enough. If you can finally break into the top ten of the competition, I will accept it." You are the direct disciple! But if you can't...then I will punish you with death!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
You know, among the more than 180 names on the Zhetian scroll, which one is not a genius?
Among them, more than ten people have already advanced to the realm of the other side.
How can Nanxiao be so virtuous and win over those talented people?
Hearing Nangong Shouzheng's words, Zhao Wuchang raised the corners of his mouth, then bowed back and stood back behind Zi Weiying, the seventh elder at the main table.
The headmaster of Qingya Paradise, Li Taiqing, and the seven main elders were all silent.
Han Feiren's face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes were ruthless when he looked at Nan Xiao, and his fists were clenched tightly.
Pharmacist Jiang Daolin gave Han Feiren a "don't panic, I'm here" look in his eyes.
After taking a long breath, Han Feiren loosened his fist, and his handsome smile appeared again, making the faces of some of the girls peeking at him blush.
But Yu Tan in the stands felt his heartstrings tighten.
He almost begged to look at Lan Yueca next to him, wanting her to help, but Lan Yueca was very indifferent and turned a deaf ear.
In the silence, only Bao Fei laughed, and her pretty face was filled with ferocious joy.
Bao Fei walked quickly to Nan Xiao, and before her smile faded away, she taunted in a low voice: "Bitch, just wait for me! My brother and Sister Qingcheng have arranged everything, you will never survive. On to the fourth round!”
Nan Xiao had a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but he was helpless.
Being at the center of the typhoon, she could only try to stay calm.
The heavy rain fell, and she couldn't help herself.
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The top three hundred in the first round have all been settled.
Then, based on everyone's performance in the first round, the names on the scroll began to increase.
The names of the first one hundred and eighty-seven are still purple.
But the final vacancy was gradually filled with gold.
[No. 188, Longmen Cave Heaven, Xie Changjun, Mingquan realm, eleven years old. 】
As one of the Seven Heroes of Longmen Cave, Xie Changjun is known as the Son of Thunder. He is unstoppable in the ring and is known as the strongest in the Life Spring Realm.
[No. 189, Longmen Cave Heaven, Li Jiuer, Mingquan realm, sixteen years old. 】
A girl named Li Jiu'er with extremely nimble steps, who can always kill without losing any force, follows Xie Changjun closely.
[The one hundred and ninetieth, holding a candle to the sky, Zhao Wumian, in the realm of life spring, aged fifteen. 】
[One hundred and ninety-one, the candle is held in the cave sky, the white clouds are billowing, the realm of life spring, the age of thirteen. 】
[No. 192, Candle Holding Cave Heaven, Li Xin, Mingquan realm, fourteen years old. 】
As Zhuju Dongtian, one of the top two sects among the five major sects, his disciples are all extraordinary and their fire magic skills are superb.
[One hundred and ninety-three, Yunhai Tower, Duanmu Qianning, Mingquan realm, fifteen years old. 】
[No. 194, Luohe Blessed Land, Duanmu Poetry, Life Spring Realm, age fourteen. 】
Yunhailou and Luohe Paradise, who were born from the same roots but hate each other, continue to be entangled.
After the purple font, seven consecutive positions are occupied by other sects.
This also means that compared to the geniuses of other sects, cultivators below the Qingya Paradise Shenqiao realm are very weak.
Almost everyone felt their faces burning and felt ashamed.
Even some of the main elders turned their faces away, unwilling to look at the rankings on the scroll.
[No. 195, Meng Tao, Mingquan realm, 28 years old. 】
Finally, after those seven people, the cultivators from Qingya Paradise appeared.
But the key point is that the only other sect geniuses who came here to compete are those seven.
Meng Tao is a disciple of a second elder, but unfortunately his overall performance is poor.
"I haven't fought before, so I don't know the outcome. Besides, the talented people in our sect have all been promoted to Shenqiao!"
People suppressed the depression in their hearts and slowly looked down.
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[No. 234, Yu Qin, Mingquan realm, sixteen years old. 】
The tall tree has infinite power and will send Yu Qin to the next round.
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[No. 270, congratulations, Mingquan realm, seventeen years old. 】
Thick fog searches for enemies, while drizzle hides the front. The performance of the congratulatory speech was extremely good and passed smoothly.
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[No. 285, Zhang Tianhao, Mingquan realm, thirty-four years old. 】
Zhang Tianhao, who gained some training resources due to his mastery of wind skills, was successfully promoted.
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[No. 297, Bao Fei, Mingquan realm, sixteen years old. 】
Bao Fei, who has become the life spring, successfully won the top three hundred rankings with no dangers along the way, relying on the treasures given by Bao Wan and Fairy Qingcheng.
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[The 300th place, Yang Linglong, Mingquan realm, 23 years old. 】
At this point, the picture scroll shakes down the sky full of stars.
Corresponding golden numbers appeared on the eyebrows of Xie Changjun, Fei Ge, Yu Tan, Zhu Ci, Yang Linglong and others.
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It was probably because the peaks of Qingya Paradise were disgraced because other sect geniuses were too outstanding, so they did not express their opinions this time and started the next round directly.
The second round is the top 100 competition, which is conducted in the form of post-position challenge.
Each cultivator has the right to challenge once and the right to be challenged three times.
In general, it tests the practitioner's courage and vision.
Yang Linglong, ranked 300th, took the lead in taking the challenge.
At this time, the nine Kui-shaped arenas have quietly joined together, completely natural, without any trace of stacking.
"I abstain."
Unexpectedly, Yang Linglong, who came out first, abstained from voting.
"It is true that this round is a battle for the top 100, but now there are already one hundred and eighty-seven people above the Shenqiao realm. It is irrational to compete with them at the Shenqiao realm with the Life Spring realm. "
Many people around him understood Yang Linglong's approach instantly.
The 101st and 300th places have the same rewards.
Being able to get fifty bottles of Baicao Liquid without any injuries is already a good profit.
"However, I feel that some of the one hundred and eighty-seven cultivators in the Shenqiao realm and the other side realm are just pretending to be numbers, such as..."
Some people knew it tacitly, but they all looked at Nan Xiao.
"Just wait and see, these days, the most indispensable thing is smart people!"
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No. 299, abstained.
No. 298, abstained.
What Nanxi didn't expect was that Bao Fei, who was ranked 297th, chose Yu Tan, who was ranked 234th.
After waiting for Bao Fei to take the stage, Yu Tan took the initiative to admit defeat.
Bao Fei successfully advanced to the 234th place.
"Yu Tan, you don't owe me anything, you are free."
When Yu Qin stepped down, Bao Fei was not happy about her victory. Instead, she broke down and cried while holding a jade pendant.
Yu Tan smiled, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he was relieved and strode towards the audience.
The episode passed quickly.
Most of the later practitioners chose to give up and become dull and boring.
Of course, not everyone is content and just quits when things get better.
Occasionally, cultivators would settle past grudges on the battlefield.
Among them, the middle-aged man ranked 287th had a rift with Bao Wan, but despite Bao Wan's threatening gaze, he challenged Bao Fei, who had just taken the 234th position.
Bao Fei had no choice but to give up because she had not yet recovered from her injuries in the previous battle and was afraid that the man would be cruel.
Subsequently, Bao Fei's ranking decreased, falling to 287th.
The 287th cultivator gave up the challenge.
No. 286, abstained.
When everyone thought that the last two hundred people were just going through the motions, Zhang Tianhao, who was at the 285th position, stood up bravely.
The nine arenas that once were integrated into one were extremely vast.
Zhang Tianhao was not very tall standing on the ring.
But most of the people here are cultivators with extraordinary eyesight, and they can all see the surging divine power fluctuations on Zhang Tianhao's body.
The blue robe was stretched tightly by the strong muscles. Zhang Tianhao said loudly: "I, Zhang Tianhao, challenge the ninety-seventh Nan Xiao!"
This shout attracted the attention of countless people.
Zhang Tianhao, who was thirty years old, stood on the ring, smiled heartily, and said with emotion: "I thought that I was destined not to be in the top 100. But, I didn't expect that Nan Xiao, you could reach the sky in one step and be directly promoted to God. The bridge is simply a miracle. Compared to you, my cultivation speed is like a snail."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Tianhao changed the topic again. His eyes were full of contempt and he said: "But what I hate most in my life are opportunistic people! So today, I, this snail, am going to kill you like this." You evil bird, drag it down!"
Zhang Tianhao, who was watched by everyone, seemed to enjoy the feeling of being noticed.
The calm wind stirred up the waves, blowing Zhang Tianhao's clothes tight and outlining his muscles.
The divine power of the Sea of Bitterness is like a mountain collapse, and his body is as full as a bow, ready to go.
Then, Zhang Tianhao, who was full of fighting spirit, raised his fingers towards Nan Xiao and said provocatively: "Nan Xiao, a few months ago, you rejected my challenge. Now, in front of the leader, elders and comrades, you You no longer have the right to refuse me!”
Zhang Tianhao's tone was full of contempt and disdain, and sparks seemed to be flying for a moment.
Nan Xiao smiled.
Fortunately, this round is the last challenge.
If he really had to face Xie Changjun, who was like the son of thunder and lightning, Nan Xiao really didn't have much confidence in winning.
But now...
She is really lucky!
Nan Xiao raised the corners of her mouth slightly, took steps forward, and walked slowly towards the ring.
It is like a green lotus that has just bloomed, showing its stunning beauty.
