C1161 Like a Raging Fire
C1161 Like a Raging Fire
This also meant that in the final round, the three of them had won the top three with the fastest speed.
Of course, this was only the first round's ranking.
Because the strength of the many geniuses participating in the Thousand Pulse Martial Meeting was different, there were some opponents with a great disparity in cultivation, but also some that were evenly matched.
Therefore, right now, Murderer, arcane dust, Zhao Qi and the rest might have already completed the second round of the competition, and thus advanced to the third round, or even higher.
As for some people, they had only just started the second round of the competition.
The top three ranks in the sky would only appear after each round was over.
"He's really amazing, I never thought that Murderless would be placed in front of the arcane dust."
"This is only the first round! The good show is yet to come. "
"You're right. This is not only based on one's cultivation, but also one's opponent's strength." If we meet an equally strong opponent, it will take a lot of time. "
Under the exclamations of the geniuses present, the three phantoms in the sky gradually vanished.
The number of people eliminated from the competition continued to increase.
The elimination rate of the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting was extremely terrifying. Every round, half of the participants would be eliminated, and the number of participants would gradually decline.
Even though there were hundreds of thousands of participants, there were still 100 different regions participating in the competition. If this was an average, the competition would develop even faster.
Over a hundred thousand people for a mere one hundred spots. Such a ratio was truly terrifying.
The number of red dots of light in the Qiankun ball rapidly decreased, while the number of people on the four-sided roof also increased. All sorts of noisy discussions rose and fell, causing the atmosphere in the stadium to become abnormally lively.
On the eastern rooftop, the organizers and managers of the Hundred Years Grand Ceremony were each more relaxed than the last.
Chi Song, Shen Chao, and Yu Xiu, the three elders, were sitting on the stone chairs and chatting casually.
Time passed minute by minute.
This time, about half an hour passed, and another astonishing change occurred in the sky above the roof.
"The second round of the competition is all over."
"Quickly, look who took the top three this time."
Everyone in the audience had their eyes wide open as they stared at the sky above the ninth heaven. In the space above the Qiankun ball, another three young phantoms appeared.
"First place is the arcane dust, second place is to kill without mercy, hiss! These two are really amazing. "
Everyone revealed an expression of amazement. Compared to the first round, the top two in the second round had swapped places. However, the third in this round's rankings was not the little overlord Zhao Qi, but a beautiful woman with a pair of blue eyes floating like a fairy.
"The third place is the Western Eye!" An exclamation came from the crowd.
"He really is a genius of our Xigu Empire."
"Humph!" It's the arcane dust again. " Guan Ye acted like he was unhappy and complaining.
Chi Ming smiled lightly, shook his head, and immediately said to Yan Wu who was beside him, "I actually didn't see Han Chen enter the top three two rounds in a row?"
"Maybe he's ranked fourth!" Yan Wu replied.
"Fourth place is also not bad."
On the east side of the stone platform.
"That girl with blue eyes is very suitable to enter my Illusory Sky Sect."
"Oh?" Chi Song first swept his eyes across Li Qing's illusions in the air, and then laughed: "I've also noticed that little guy before, he's indeed quite suitable to cultivate illusions."
"It seems like Elder Chi Song did not care about this Thousand Veins Martial Arts Competition as much as he did on the surface!"
"Hehe, I'm just taking a look at these little fellows' backgrounds."
"Then which ones did you take a fancy to?"
"This youngster is pretty good. I am quite satisfied with him." Chi Song swept his gaze across the afterimage of the arcane dust.
Yu Xiu nodded, and was not surprised, "This child's talent is extremely high, it is not weaker than some of the elite disciples in your Holy Sect. "If nothing unexpected happens, then this year's champion of the Martial Meeting should be him."
Chi Song laughed, but did not refute him. Then, he turned to look at the elder of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, Shen Chao. I wonder which genius junior Gold Rain Sword Saint has taken a liking to? "
Yu Xiu also shifted her gaze towards the other party.
Shen Chao squinted his eyes and replied indifferently, "There is still no one who can satisfy me."
"Hehe, Gold Rain Sword Saint's demands are high, it's normal for no one to enter your eyes." Chi Song laughed.
"In the path of the sword, one must be meticulous and cautious. "The people I choose must have pure sword qi, sharp swords, and a dense sword intent. Amongst these people, I have yet to find anyone who meets these requirements."
"I'm afraid this is Gold Rain Sword Saint's request!" Yu Xiu took over and said, "As far as I know, the of the Sacred Gate and the Hidden Elder of the Sacred Gate can be used as a sword in all forms. It seems like this is related to your path of the sword. "
"Elder Yu Xiu, today we're only here to host the Martial Competition, to discuss about the sword and the Dao. It's best to find a suitable opportunity in the future! "Hehe."
Without waiting for Yu Xiu to finish speaking, Chi Song waved her hand to stop him. The other party had used the Sacred Gate's Sword Saint to refute Shen Chao, wasn't this blatantly pulling aggro?
If the other party were to compare the Illusory Sky Sect's own Sword Saint to Shen Chao, Chi Song would definitely laugh and watch the show.
But this woman had deliberately used the Sacred Gate's Sword Saint to provoke Shen Chao, so he naturally had to worry about her.
"Elder Yu Xiu gave a shallow smile. Hehe, Yu Xiu is being rude, I hope Gold Rain Sword Saint will not bother with this woman. "
Shen Chao did not say anything and did not reply. His sharp eyes thoughtfully swept across the Qiankun space in front of him.
With the passage of time, round after round of battles between geniuses, the war of wind and cloud finally came to an end.
The atmosphere of the arena battlefield of the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting continued to rise, exploding out in the entire arena.
"The third round of the competition is over."
"First place is the arcane dust, second place is Li Qing Ming, and third place is Ma Yu Xuan."
"Truly amazing, the arcane dust has obtained first place in two consecutive rounds."
"The Ink Splitting Holy Brush truly lives up to its reputation. The champion of the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting will definitely be the arcane dust."
"The match has just started! What's so strange about getting two first place? "
"That's right. There are still so many more rounds left. It's not certain who will win."
According to the total number of participants at the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting, there were around 100,000 geniuses that were participating in today's Taotie feast.
Over a hundred thousand people were divided into 100 Cosmic Balls. In other words, each Cosmic Balls had around 1000 or so participants.
According to the number of people who had eliminated half of the contests in each round, there were more than a thousand people who had entered the eight hundred, five hundred who had entered the five hundred and six, two hundred and fifty-six, one hundred and twenty-three, one hundred and twenty-three, sixty-seven, sixty-seven, thirty, fifteen six, fifteen six, eight, eight, four, two, and two.
Of course, this was just a rough algorithm.
After all, he couldn't figure out how many people there were, so he could only guess.
According to this algorithm, the contestants would need at least ten battles in order to pass and become one of the hundred contestants.
One could well imagine how difficult it would be to execute ten battles in a row.
Especially since the further one went, the stronger the opponents one would encounter. At this moment, anyone would be able to feel the cruelty of the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting.
The atmosphere on the rooftop in all four directions fluctuated, the sound waves rising and falling.
And in the various arenas within the Qiankun ball, there were also flames that shot up into the sky like a raging fire.
Within the dark forest, not a trace of light could be seen. Killing without mercy, like a ghost, accompanied by a gust of wind, he appeared behind his opponent.
That foot and a half long sharp dagger had landed on his opponent's shoulder at the speed of lightning.
"If you don't want to die, then raise your right hand."
"You?"
"Hiss!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a series of blood danced in the air along with the ear-piercing sound of a sharp weapon slicing through flesh. The young man powerlessly fell to the ground, fresh blood flowing out from his neck.
He glanced at the dagger in his opponent's left hand and said coldly, "I gave you a chance to live. It is a treasure that you do not know about."
"Ugh …"
The man twitched his body. His eyes were filled with unwillingness as he stared at the killing blow. His life force, along with the blood in his body, were rapidly drained away.
He raised the other party's wrist and took away the golden seal.
In another arena.
It was an imposing palace city surrounded by tall buildings that were broad and grand.
On the plaza at the center of the city, two sharp figures faced each other from afar.
"Humph, arcane dust, today let me experience your ace in the hole. Let me see if you have a false reputation." The one who spoke was a young man wearing gorgeous silk clothes and had a cold and stern appearance.
"Boom boom boom!"
In the next moment, an extremely violent power exploded between the heaven and earth.
The destructive energy shockwaves were like the intense vibrations caused when stars exploded. A ring of condensed white light swept through the army like a tornado, radiating in all directions.
"Bang bang!"
The stone tiles on the ground crumbled layer by layer, and high-rise buildings collapsed one after another. Dust and rubble flew everywhere.
In the empty square in the middle of the city, there seemed to be only one person left. And at the location where the young man had been wearing a gorgeous outfit earlier, he had shockingly been turned into a pile of rubble.
In an instant, he was killed and his body turned into ashes.
In the air where the man had disappeared was a floating ball of golden light. This ball of light was the golden mark on his wrist from before. The golden seal was the information of all participants in the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony. Even if a person died, the golden seal would remain in place for a period of time.
"Humph!"
The arcane dust laughed lightly, coming forward and taking away the golden seal's light, gently waving the folding fan in her hand, "You talk too much nonsense!"