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Some experienced people would not walk too much at the beginning, allowing their bodies to adapt to the powerful gravitational pressure bit by bit.
Those who were advancing quickly had now stopped. Their bodies were trembling, and they could not move forward for a while. Those who were not moving quickly were now slowly and steadily moving forward.
Qinchuan and Fatty kept moving forward. They were neither fast nor slow. Unknowingly, they had already walked to the front and shook off many people. However, there were still 20 to 30 people in front of them.
As time passed, the people who were moving forward also slowed down bit by bit.
Qinchuan and Fatty's speed also gradually slowed down.
This was a protracted battle. The one who could last until the end would be the one to survive.
Plop!
Someone collapsed. Once he collapsed, the consequences would be very serious. Two old men quickly appeared and took the man away. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Under such circumstances, it was like a person carrying a huge mountain on his back. He was very alert and strong, but he suddenly fell. At that moment, he would probably be crushed into a meat patty and turned into powder.
The gravity here made people feel like they were carrying an invisible mountain. The pressure was actually the same. The previous person looked fine, but his internal organs might have been shattered.
Therefore, they had to stand here.
The gravity was getting stronger and stronger, and the top of the small mountain was getting closer and closer. Everyone was very careful. This was related to their lives and whether they could enter the Divine Dragon Sect.
Fatty was already covered in a fine layer of sweat. In fact, almost everyone was as if they had washed off. Qinchuan was really not pressured at the moment, but he still let himself sweat. He did not want to be in the limelight too much.
Now, he needed to silently increase his strength and strive to reach the half-step sage realm as soon as possible.
Plop!
One of them had fallen!
Many people had already stopped. When they saw the person collapse, many people had a pitiful look on their faces. Which one of them here was not a genius? Now that they had collapsed, it would be very difficult for them to survive.
Fatty was slightly panting at the moment.
After another quarter of an hour, another dozen or so people fell down.
At this moment, Elder Di said, "Stop!"
After the statistics were done, they announced that everyone was back.
The second stage could be considered to be over. Qinchuan's result was not bad, ranking in the top ten this time.
This time, the last five hundred people were directly eliminated. Combined with the previous two times, the last five hundred people were directly eliminated.
There were still five hundred people left.
Next up was the third round of the competition. This round was also to determine the final number of people who would remain. There were 50 people.
"Come here!"
The five hundred people who were eliminated were immediately dismissed.
The remaining five hundred people went to the battlefield.
"Hurry up and rest for 30 minutes. Then, we will start the third round. This time, we will decide whether you will stay or leave," Elder Di said gently.
After hearing this, many people sat down cross-legged and began to recover.
However, there were also quite a few people who did not move. These people's expressions were very calm, but they also revealed strong self-confidence, especially a young man among them.
He was dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary bearing. That innate aura of superiority made people feel very uncomfortable. His radiance was too dazzling. In this competition, he had taken first place in the first two rounds. From the fatty's words, he knew that this was the Second Young Master of Divine Dragon City's second largest family, the Tang Family. However, he preferred people to call him Young Master Tang.
It was rumored that the Tang Family was not a genius. His future was limitless.
Soon, 30 minutes passed and Elder Di announced the start of the competition.
Draw lots!
"Next to each other will fight. After one round, the winner and the winner will fight again. The loser and the loser will fight again. If the loser loses the second round, they will be eliminated directly. Don't say that they are unlucky. If they lose twice in a row, they will be eliminated," Elder Di said.
Qinchuan's number was 131.
The competition started. Number one against number two, number two against number three …
And so on.
The winner stood on the left and the loser on the right.
On the stage, the battles did not last long. The rules of the competition were very loose. Qinchuan kept looking at the stage and did not do anything. Most of the battles were not interesting to him. However, there were a few people who made Qinchuan's eyes light up. Their actual combat strength was not bad.
Fatty's number was 95. Soon, it was fatty's turn. Fatty's opponent was a thin man. Not only was he thin, but he was also small.
He was a tanned, thin man who was almost middle-aged. He was holding a pair of black daggers in his hands. They were so black that they seemed to emit smoke, making people feel uncomfortable at first glance.
When the thin man saw Fatty, he sneered.
Although it was a competition, it was cruel. The rules forbade intentional maiming and killing. One could use poison, as long as it could be neutralized.
Concealed weapons were also allowed. No matter what kind of ability it was, it was still an ability. As long as one knew how to use it, they could use it to their heart's content.
"I advise you to admit defeat. You are not my match." The thin man raised his head, but he still had to look up at fatty.
After all, fatty was much taller than the thin man.
"Let's begin!" Fatty said casually.
"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. You're asking for trouble!"
The thin man's figure suddenly split into 10 figures and rushed toward fatty.
Fatty did not seem to see it. He closed his eyes and moved his nose slightly. His huge body suddenly rushed in a certain direction like a gust of wind.
At some point in time, a huge club appeared in Fatty's hand and he suddenly smashed it down.
This stick was really dazzling. It was simple and clear, but it also had an indescribable feeling.
Qinchuan was stunned and smiled. This simple and honest fatty was proficient in a Dao.
Qinchuan also knew a Dao.
Dao was simple!
Bang!
It was over. One move, one move and the thin man was beaten to a pulp. He was slightly hit by the huge stick and was slightly injured. However, the thin man was scared out of his wits.
I admit defeat!
The thin man glared at fatty and got off the stage.
Fatty won and walked to the left side.
Soon, it was Qinchuan's turn to fight.
Qinchuan was only at the peak of the Immortal Realm, while his opponent was a half-step Sage, a handsome young man who looked about the same as Qinchuan.
When the young man saw Qinchuan, he smiled. Not a half-step Sage yet? How many people here are not half-step Sage? Just this one? My luck is too good, isn't it?
"Immortal Realm?" The young man looked at Qinchuan and frowned slightly, but there was a smile at the corner of his eyes.
Qinchuan also smiled, "Is there a problem?"
"No, I just feel that your courage is commendable. Also, my luck is too good to be able to meet an Immortal Realm expert here. This might be a good start. I feel that I can really enter the Divine Dragon Sect this time," the young man said with a smile.
"Misfortune and fortune go together. Luck and bad luck are the same. Perhaps this is the beginning of your bad luck," Qinchuan said with a smile.