"Chen Shen, I have thought about it for a long time and decided to give you a few words."
Dean Deng said with a serious face: "That old guy Shao Wenkai is extremely narrow-minded! What happened today, you must always be careful of his revenge in the Imperial Capital Academy!"
Chen Shen shrugged calmly: "It's okay if the old dog doesn't bother me. If not, humph..."
The boy did not say exactly what would happen to him.
However, the look in his eyes that contained a murderous aura had already given him the answer.
…
The battle hall audition lasted until noon the next day, and nearly 20,000 contestants were eliminated until only the last 1,000 were left.
The total number of seed players recommended by more than 200 colleges is exactly 1,000.
The next top 100 competition will begin between these two thousand contestants.
Yesterday, Arena No. 67, which was smashed to pieces by Dean Liao with his palm force, has been rebuilt. However, it is not still in its original position.
Because Shao Wenkai is still lying there like a puddle of mud, without treatment or treatment, attracting people to watch, and suffering!
Shao Wenkai's fate made the students who wanted to get into the Imperial College become nervous: it would be better to be honest in school from now on, otherwise, this dying old man will serve as a bloody lesson...
After everyone was in place, Liao Cangmang raised his arms and shouted: "Next, is the top 100 competition! Just like the auditions, it's a one-on-one competition."
"There are one hundred stages in the venue. Whoever can stand at the end of each stage will be promoted to the top 100!"
"During the knockout round, those who can stay within 1,000, even if they do not advance to the top 100, will still be eligible to enter the Imperial Capital Academy's Sifangyuan!"
"Now, the game begins!"
This time, Chen Shen was still assigned to the 67th ring.
The young man looked around and soon discovered that among the nineteen contestants competing with him on the same stage, Xue Yang was also among them!
Chen Shen slowly shook his head: "It's true that we are enemies on a narrow road."
"You little loser, you're dead!"
Xue Yang pointed at the tip of Chen Shen's nose from afar, then made a gesture of wiping his neck, and said arrogantly: "The final winner of Arena 67 is destined to be this young master! And you, just pray not to touch me, otherwise, you will definitely be born.
It’s better to die!”
Chen Shen raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Haha, I'll wait and see."
…
The players who have been able to stay until now and participate in the top 100 competition can be regarded as young talents when looking at the entire Daxia Empire.
In each arena, the ones with the lowest cultivation level are those who are at the peak of three-star mystical practitioners. There are a lot of four- and five-star mystic practitioners. Only the six-star mystic practitioners are relatively rare.
The improvement in overall strength has made the battles in these hundred arenas more intense than in the auditions——
"Li Tianyi of Chucheng College voluntarily abstained, and Qixian College Guangliang won!"
"Zhao Dabao from Sanshi Academy fell out of the ring, and Ma Jingjing from Kowloon Academy won!"
"Wen Xi of Tianshuang Academy lost his fighting ability, and Luo Xiao of Jiulong Academy won!"
…
Each battle was extremely fast-paced and intense, resulting in endless injuries.
There were even two accidental deaths in battle, which made many students lament: The road to becoming a strong man hangs by a thin thread of life and death!
In his spare time, Chen Shen went to watch two games between Ma Jingjing and Luo Xiao.
The little Loli took the middle-grade realm-breaking pill given to her by Chen Shen, and now she has reached the level of a six-star profound practitioner, easily winning her first victory.
Luo Xiao wasn't bad either. With that martial arts idiot's determination to fight and fight, he managed to defeat an opponent whose cultivation level was comparable to his and successfully advanced.
Although he also suffered some injuries, the Top 100 Competition is a rotating competition system. When it is his turn again, there will be at least an hour. This period is enough for him to take healing pills to recover from his injuries.
"The fourth game, Xue Yang from Kowloon College versus Shi Yu from Puyan College."
Suddenly, a loud shout from the referee of Arena No. 67 made Chen Shen pay attention to the situation on his side again.
Xue Yang jumped onto the ring fiercely, his fists clenching with a pair of iron fists.
His opponent is a petite girl with a baby-fat face who looks very cute.
As soon as Shi Yu came on stage, he politely said, "Please enlighten me!"
Xue Yang bared his teeth and smiled: "I am very willing to teach you on the bed, how about it?"
In order to participate in the Hundred Schools League, his father forced him to abstain from sex for more than two weeks.
This horny young man has long been thirsty and unbearable. Now that he sees the pretty girl in front of him, he is inevitably moved by his lust. He shamelessly says: "As long as you promise me, I will give you the chance to give up and admit defeat!"
It’s too late, but it’s too late, right?”
The girl suddenly choked, frowned slightly and said softly: "Scum!"
"What? Not happy? Then don't blame me for not knowing how to show mercy!" After saying this with a ferocious smile, Xue Yang started with a fierce killing move - "Lion's Roaring Fist!"
"roar!"
The lion transformed with the power of thunder, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards the girl named Shi Yu.
When Chen Shen saw this, he frowned: "Xue Yang is a seven-star profound practitioner, and looking at the power of that girl's profound energy, she is at the peak of a four-star profound practitioner."
"There is a huge difference in the realm of profound energy between the two. In addition, Xue Yang has a mid-level mortal level profound skill in the Dacheng realm when he uses it. Shi Yu is in danger!"
As Chen Shen said, Shi Yu quickly retreated while using the rapier in his hand to dance with ice flowers, trying to block the charging thunder lion!
Although this girl's "Ice Flower Withering Snow" is also a mid-level mortal level mysterious skill, unfortunately her mysterious power is far inferior to her opponent's. The palm-sized ice flower cannot stand in front of Xue Yang's Roaring Lion Fist -
—
"Pah... pah..."
Ice fragments fell to the ground, and the thunder lion fist was about to hit his chest!
Shi Yu was helpless and jumped back, wanting to jump out of the ring and admit defeat.
Xue Yang had sharp eyes and immediately saw the other party's intention, and then smiled sinisterly: "Hahaha, you want to surrender now? Isn't it too late?"
A trace of panic appeared on Shi Yu's childish face, thinking that this guy named Xue Yang was really planning to kill him, right?
At the moment, the girl's figure has just jumped up, her body hanging in the air, unable to use any strength.
It was at this time that Xue Yang suddenly raised his left hand and clenched his five fingers in the air——
"Zira, Zira!"
The thunder-based profound energy spurting out from his palm instantly absorbed Shi Yu's figure, causing her to pause involuntarily in the air for a moment!
It was this momentary pause that caused the girl to miss the best opportunity to escape. She could only watch helplessly as the thunder lion bared its teeth and claws and slammed into her chest and abdomen——
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Lei Shi's energy surged, causing Shi Yu to experience the pain of cutting bones and skin!
"puff!"
The girl spat out a mouthful of blood, and her frail figure was like a kite with its string broken, floating alone...