Wang Yi, who had successfully advanced, originally wanted to continue watching the battles between the spiritual cultivators from the other three theaters, but the middle-aged man who was hosting the competition walked up to Wang Yi and the other five.
The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Yi and the other five, immediately frowned, and shouted coldly.
"The five of you have successfully advanced. Don't stay here. Leave quickly. Although this is a competition, it is also a battlefield. How can you peek at other people's magical powers and come up with corresponding strategies?"
"This..." Xiao Xing from Shuixuan Palace glanced at the man and let out a light sigh.
"Haha, that's interesting!" Nie Ming smiled slightly, his face rosy and shiny, and he looked a little charming.
"Well, that's true if you think about it carefully. Fair competition is also true for every spiritual cultivator. However, we are not afraid of deceit, and this may not be able to prevent everything..."
Wang Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, and thought to himself that this kind of competition is grand and vast, and there are many eyes and ears. It is absolutely impossible to be truly fair. If everything cannot be eliminated, then this requirement is only a superficial one.
It's just a guise, it has no effect at all.
"I have to say, I have never heard of this kind of rule. Why didn't you watch us after the game?"
A person standing next to Wang Yi was puzzled. This man was broad-shouldered and round-waisted. He was well-dressed and handsome in appearance. His cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Return to One Realm. He could tell at a glance that he was another disciple of an aristocratic family.
"Oh? What's your name?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly and asked softly.
"Ye Feng!"
"Hmph, it turns out he is the son of the Ye family. Your father, Ye Shi, calls me "senior" when he sees me. Even your grandfather, Ye Yuan, has to call me "big brother". Even though I only look middle-aged, I
Being your grandfather is just perfect, how dare you question it?
Are you five going to leave or not?"
The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, and his words suddenly changed and became extremely heavy. He immediately felt an infinite coercion, falling from the sky, pressing heavily on his body, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Not only that, countless ripples instantly appeared in the surrounding air, and the air currents rushed up and down, appearing extremely violent, and the cultivation level at the second level of the Harmony Realm suddenly burst out.
Wang Yi and the other five people quickly retreated, with horrified expressions on their faces. They looked deeply at the man and then retreated back again.
"Although there is only one level between the Integration Realm and the Guiyi Realm, the difference between this level and the upper level is hundreds of thousands of miles. If I fight with all my strength, I will definitely be defeated!"
Wang Yi thought to himself, but his expression was solemn. He looked around, glanced at Hu Chengchao in the audience, and then turned around and left with the other four people. Wang Yi saw that Nie Ming also had a solemn expression on his face.
This further confirmed the terror of this man.
With no other choice, Wang Yi could only go back to the hotel to recuperate his energy and prepare himself to be in peak condition against a strong opponent.
After a long time, it finally got dark. When Wang Yi saw Hu Chengchao helping Zhang Hu and his three senior brothers to the inn, he suddenly looked shocked and angry.
He saw that Zhang Hu and his three senior brothers were covered in injuries, their clothes were torn, and blood was flowing everywhere. They looked embarrassed. It was not difficult to imagine that they must have been bullied horribly during the competition.
"Brother Tiger, Third Senior Brother! How could you become like this? Who hurt you?"
Wang Yi looked solemn, his eyes were determined, his face was red, and he looked angry.
"It doesn't matter, it's just that we overestimate our capabilities. The spiritual cultivators participating in the treasure competition are all masters. We really couldn't resist. We could persist at first, but later, all the spiritual cultivators were beaten.
When his eyes were red, he used all kinds of magical powers and special moves randomly, and the whole space became a mess."
Zhang Hu glanced at Wang Yi, held the knife mark on his arm tightly, and smiled slightly. His face was pale, but he didn't have any resentment. He didn't know whether he was really defeated or he didn't want to worry Wang Yi.
"Here, what about you, Third Senior Brother?" Wang Yi looked at Third Senior Brother again and asked again doubtfully.
"Well, the situation is roughly the same. Huzi and I only have the cultivation of the second heaven of Guiyi Realm. In the competition, we are just food in other people's mouths. We can only be slaughtered by others. How can we turn the tide and drive away the strong?"
"this······"
When Wang Yi heard the words of his third senior brother, he trembled slightly. The third senior brother's words were concise and clear, which made the angry Wang Yi dissipate immediately. Whether it was a competition or a normal fight, the strong would be respected and the weak would be respected.
They could only be bullied, and Zhang Hu and his three senior brothers had nothing to say when they ended up like this.
"Senior Hu, hurry up and carry Brother Hu and Third Senior Brother back to the guest room with me, so that they can recuperate quietly!"
"Um!"
Wang Yi shouted quickly, helped up the third senior brother, and walked towards the guest room with Hu Chengchao.
After a long time, after Zhang Hu and his three senior brothers were settled, Wang Yi and Hu Chengchao met at the table and kept asking about the situation of today's game.
"Senior Hu, I wonder if there are any tyrannical cultivators among the victorious spiritual cultivators in the Second and Third War Zones?"
"You fought fiercely and quickly in the first war zone, but you didn't see the fierce battles in the second war zone and the third war zone. Hong Gai and Luo You from the Fire Palace, Han Lei and Gu Da from the Tu Zhong Hall, and Du Dong from the Shuixuan Palace
, have all been successfully promoted. These people are all elite disciples of the sect, so it is not surprising that they arrived.
However, the strength of the disciples of that family is really extremely tyrannical. The cultivation of the two Nie family members has reached the peak of the first level of Tongrong Realm. They can shake the world with just a swing of their fists. The entire space has been turned upside down by them, and everyone has been eliminated.
All the spiritual cultivators are covered in wounds.
There are also the children of the Ma family, the Sun family, and the Zhou family. They are all brave people, and their cultivation levels are all in the sixth or seventh heaven. They are very good at reaching out. There are also several casual cultivators who have also cultivated themselves.
Skill, tomorrow will definitely be a fierce battle, you'd better prepare a powerful attack as soon as possible!"
Hu Chengchao exhaled and his expression looked a little solemn. Wang Yi was also shocked when he heard these words. He thought to himself, no wonder the middle-aged man forbids us from watching. First, it is to prevent us from thoroughly understanding the tricks of every advanced spiritual cultivator.
The second is to avoid tense and exciting battles, thereby reducing the burden on our hearts.
"That's all, there's no point in asking anymore. If you know the magical powers of other spiritual cultivators, even if you win, it will be a futile victory. I'd better go back to the house first and recuperate my energy!"
Wang Yi shook his head, glanced at Hu Chengchao, and said slowly. The solemn expression on his face disappeared at this moment, and he looked extremely relaxed, as if nothing had happened.
"Haha, I didn't expect this kid's psychological endurance to reach such an extent. It's really unimaginable!"
Hu Chengchao, who was sitting on the wooden bench, saw Wang Yi's figure gradually disappearing and thought to himself, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
