There is a huge magic circle arranged in front of Baiyun Mountain's martial arts field. This magic circle is the latest formation achievement of the castle tower.

Usually, when recording points, it is very inconvenient. You need to write all the names of the contestants on a huge scroll, and then rank them according to the points.

Now it's completely different. With this latest magic circle, as long as people stand in this magic circle and use their spiritual thoughts, they can check everyone's points.

Naturally, the research of such a convenient magic circle was led by the great scholar Han Buxiao. The battlefield is changing rapidly. It would be great if various events could be fed back in time!

Activating this formation is still a little complicated, but as long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

Each contestant's token has a sub-formation of this big formation. In this way, during the qualifying rounds, the score can be directly reflected on the big formation based on the outcome.

This kind of real-time information transmission is a very advanced formation concept.

"The rules for the qualifiers are a bit excessive!"

"There is only a time limit of three sticks of incense. After playing three sticks of incense, if both of them have the strength to fight again, it will be considered a draw."

"A win is worth two points, a draw is worth one point, and a loss is worth no points."

Yang Ming held the bamboo slips and looked at the rules of the qualifiers. Although the points battle was a cliché in the world competition, it still felt very fresh for Yang Ming, who was participating for the first time.

"Everyone in this points battle is probably around 60, so it goes very quickly."

Lin Ruo explained for him:

"Basically, a month of fighting is enough. In order to ensure the fairness of points, both sides of the competition will be determined according to an absolutely random system."

"The number of participants this year is really too large, so by the end, there should be 63 games."

Lin Ruo's prediction of the number of games is not without basis, because there is also a last-place elimination system in the qualifiers of this kind of competition.

If the strength is not enough, or the points are too low, they will be eliminated if they do not score in five consecutive games.

So despite the large number of people signing up for this points competition, those who can really stay until the end are the strong ones who have won many battles.

While Lin Ruo was analyzing, Prefect Yan slowly walked over and said:

"Speaking of which, it seems that the last qualifying round was played for fifty-three games, and in the end, there were actually a few who scored over 100 points."

"This time, I wonder if there will be anyone with a score of over 120?"

Seeing Taishou Yan coming over, Lin Ruo bowed respectfully to Taishou Yan. After pulling Yang Ming, Yang Ming also saluted to Taishou Yan.

"Why are there only you two, where are the others?"

"Mo Lin, Brother Xiao and Hu Yue all went to play in the qualifiers. Their schedule was relatively early, so they were ranked high."

Yang Ming can still completely trust the strength of these three people. As long as they don't lose, win or draw in something like the qualifiers, they can score points.

I dare not say anything else, but as long as the three of them don't meet those ruthless characters, it will be very difficult for them to lose.

Hu Yue's luck was also pretty good. In the first game, she didn't directly encounter ruthless characters like Senior Brother Lei or Xue Yan, so she had a chance to score.

"In that case, why not come with us to watch Lei Boqin's qualifiers?"

Taishou Yan suggested, Yang Ming looked at Taishou Yan with some interest:

"Senior Brother Lei's competition ranking is out?"

"Well, it should have just come out."

"Speaking of which, is it really okay for you, Governor Yan, not to be in charge in Jiangzhou Mansion? What if something happens to Jiangzhou Mansion?"

Lin Ruo was a little worried about the affairs of Jiangzhou Mansion, but Governor Yan waved his hand.

"I am on vacation now. During my vacation, I will not discuss political affairs."

This prefect is really calm and composed. He must have divined good or bad fortunes and left emergency measures in place before he dared to be so cool.

People with the ability to predict are really powerful...

"Then let's go over and burn three sticks of incense in total. If we miss it, it will be a loss!"

"Let's go and have a look at Group B. We'll just go and take a look at Hu Yue's results."

After saying that, the two of them followed Prefect Yan and went straight to the preliminaries for Group B. The preliminaries for each group were located at the four corners of the Baiyun Mountain Dawu Dojo.

Each qualifier venue can accommodate four to five thousand people to watch the qualifiers. Because the time limit for the qualifiers is three sticks of incense per game, the flow of people will be very large, so there are no seats.

However, there are still a lot of seats in the Dawu Dojo, because there were once two strong bodybuilders who fought each other for three hours before the fight was over.

The two of them were fighting vigorously, but the audience couldn't stand it if they stood and watched.

Therefore, it was built to its current scale.

"Get out of the way, don't you see our young master coming? Our young master is a serious expert in the Concentration Realm, and he is the seed player in this competition!"

Outside the Group B preliminaries, a boy was shouting. This boy was dressed very delicately, and he felt a bit like a servant of a big family.

Behind him was a young man surrounded by several girls. The young man looked passable, but when Lin Ruo saw him, he obviously felt disgusted.

"What, senior sister, do you know this guy?"

Yang Ming looked at this guy hugging him from left to right, and he felt so filled with hatred!

This damn bastard can actually be surrounded by so many girls, that's really enviable!

"I know him. This man is Cui Jin, the second eldest son of the Cui family in Yangzhou Prefecture on the lake."

"The girls around him are all his beloved concubines."

"Oh...it turns out to be a concubine...Wait a minute? He has so many concubines?"

Yang Ming glanced at Cui Jin, the second young master Cui, who was hugging him from left to right. Could it be that those five girls were all his concubines?

What kind of family is this? It can marry so many wives!

"What you've seen is just the tip of the iceberg. This Second Master Cui has more than thirty concubines. Hmm, he's immoral and unsightly."

Lin Ruo was very disgusted with this kind of relationship. It was really unfair for a man to have so many concubines for his own selfish desires.

But I have never heard of a woman having so many husbands at the same time!

"Ahem, it's really enviable..."

When Yang Ming looked at the people hugging each other, he would inevitably show an envious look. Then, Lin Ruo gave him a sharp look and put away the envious look.

"Bah! It's simply immoral! Senior sister, you are right, how could such a person exist?"

"All the crows in the world are as black as black, huh, you are not a good bird either!"

Although Yang Ming changed his style very quickly, he was still severely despised by Lin Ruo.

A little bastard with no hair on his head actually envies the life of three wives and four concubines. If he gets older in the future, how can he still do it?

However, Yang Ming doesn't look like the playboy type. Although he is a bit mean-mouthed like Lao Lu, in terms of character, he is still many times better than Lao Lu.

After all, Uncle Lu has been involved in brothels since he was a teenager, and the head of Tang Er is even more extraordinary. He is almost the public enemy of women in the Cloud Empire.

Yang Ming... let's just say he is still a person who can be saved.

"Prefect, I bought the crisps and roasted gluten you asked for. I think the sour plum soup is also good, so I bought a box of it back."

General Shen has been waiting at the entrance of the Group B preliminaries for a long time. She was holding a bamboo basket with a lot of delicious food in it.

"It's hard work, General Shen is really grateful."

"You're treating me to a treat, and I'm doing my part, so it's not considered a reward."

General Shen smiled, and Lin Ruo cupped his hands towards General Shen.

Speaking of General Shen, she is a truly unrivaled heroine. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very powerful.

The Nirvana Heavenly Dao has reached the second level of God Transformation, and as the lieutenant general of Zhongzhou Mu, he is the object of desire for many female warriors.

Many female generals in Zhongzhou Mu take General Shen as their role model, even Lin Ruo is no exception.

"Long time no see, General Shen."

Lin Ruo greeted, Shen Qing looked at Lin Ruo and liked this girl very much. She is young and promising, has profound skills, and is also the leading female champion in the Cloud Empire.

The two of them seemed to have a feeling of sympathy for each other.

"Then Mr. Cui seems to have gone far away. Should we follow him to see the excitement?"

Yang Ming didn't notice General Shen Qing waiting at the outfield at all, his eyes were still looking at Mr. Cui who was surrounded by a group of girls.

"What is this kid looking at?"

"He is envious of Mr. Cui, who has more than thirty concubines."

General Shen Qing frowned when he heard that Yang Ming actually envied such a lowly person.

"I said, you kid, don't be a bad person. I heard that you had a close relationship with Tang Ke before. If you are a bad person with him..."

"Then I can guarantee you that no one in this Cloud Empire will dare to marry their daughter to you!"

Listening to General Shen Qing's words, Yang Ming actually smelled a familiar smell...

Damn it, Yang Ming seems to have heard of this kind of threat somewhere!

However, it’s no wonder that Mr. Donkey ran so fast. It turned out that the female general was waiting here, probably because he was afraid that the female general would ask Mr. Donkey to strengthen his spiritual weapon, and Mr. Donkey would have escaped long ago.

"Okay, okay... don't block the door here, let's go in quickly."
To be continued...