In other words, the third round of competition has ended, and among the final places, only fourteen talents have won.
"Three rounds of competition have selected you, the elites among the elites, the geniuses among the geniuses, but the real competition comes next!" The old man's peaceful words attracted the attention of everyone present.
Wang Cheng listened intently, but felt some unkind glances.
He looked sideways and saw a man with closed eyes, wearing a training suit, who seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed. However, Wang Chengming could feel that this man was looking at him, and he also contained murderous intent.
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He withdrew his gaze, glanced at the other geniuses, and waited for the start of the fourth round.
"Six of you have spirit body constitution, and the other eight are not!" The old man was not optimistic about these eight, but he still tried hard, "However, four of you eight can enter the top ten.
Shan will also be of great help to your bright future!"
In his eyes, it was a sure thing that the six spirit sons entered the top ten and could not be questioned.
Wang Cheng's expression was calm. He did not refute the old man's attitude excessively, because the game was about to go on, and no one could refute the result with his attitude.
"Okay, the next competition will begin. Since there will be Lingzi participating in this competition, Lingzi will participate in the competition at the end. The eight of you will first select four to enter the top ten.
People on the list!"
The old man's idea is very simple, let Lingzi not compete for the time being, let the remaining people compete first, select four people, and directly squeeze into the top ten.
Wang Cheng has no objection. As long as there is still a chance to advance, he will naturally participate.
The rest of the people didn't seem to have any opinions, and naturally didn't make any rebuttal.
"Okay, there are exactly eight people. In the competition of two people, four people can be selected!" The old man smiled lightly.
He stretched out his hands with light in them. He looked at the eight people where Wang Cheng was and said: "Next, I will let the Temple Tower choose your respective opponents. Although this will involve a bit of luck, it can
Once you reach this level, everyone's strength is similar, and there is no so-called unfairness for whoever fights with whomever!"
When the old man said this, Wang Cheng could clearly feel it, and several people looked at him.
It seems that many people regard him as a soft persimmon and hope to select him.
Wang Cheng glanced at the other seven people present.
Binghuo, Gushan, Yu Jianchengxian, and a masked woman from the Western Wilderness, the proud son of the Lingguang Clan, the genius of the Golden Lion Clan, and the genius of the Northern Wilderness.
Especially the Northern Wilderness genius. Wang Cheng noticed many times that he felt a somewhat familiar aura from this genius. Yes, that kind of feeling was like being in a fairyland, which reminded him of the fragrance of Qingxian Palace.
But, with Qingxiang’s strength, how could it be possible to come here?
Wang Cheng looked at the genius again, perhaps because he had seen too much, which aroused the genius' resentment. Those smart eyes looked back at Wang Cheng coldly, and Wang Cheng withdrew his eyes and stopped looking at each other.
At this time, the Temple Tower released light and assigned them who their opponents would be.
When Wang Cheng came to his own battlefield, he was slightly surprised by the person standing in front of him.
"You are not from the nine major forces, but you are from the Northern Wilderness?" Wang Cheng looked at the person in front of him.
His opponent was the person he had paid attention to many times before, the genius from the Northern Wilderness.
"Do you know who I am?" The voice was very familiar, allowing Wang Cheng to determine who the opponent in front of him was.
Wang Cheng was silent for a moment and said in surprise: "What happened to you? Why did you come to this point?!"
Yes, she is Qingxiang.
From the very beginning, she entered the competition in obscurity. It was only now that Wang Chengcai was shocked to discover that she was actually the Fairy Qingxiang from the Qingxian Palace in the Northern Wilderness.
If Fairy Qingxiang were placed in the entire continent, she wouldn't be considered outstanding at all, but she just ended up here.
"You can get out of the catastrophe in the Southern Wilderness, why can't I?" The Northern Wilderness genius took off her mask, and she was shrouded in a faint fairy mist, like a fairy.
However, those eyes were still as cold as before, so cold to a terrifying degree.
Wang Cheng smiled: "Yes! Congratulations!"
"Didn't you ask me two questions? Why did I end up here?" Qingxiang no longer looked as otherworldly as before, facing Wang Cheng, only indifference remained.
"You killed the Taiyin body and destroyed the place where I was born and raised, Qingxian Palace. But do you know what Qingxian Palace became after you became silent?" Qingxiang said suppressing her anger.
"I know. I asked about it. Because there were ghost beasts and things from the abyss, Qingxian Palace was eradicated by the Northern Wasteland Temple!" Wang Cheng said with some worry.
"Don't think that becoming a demon means how sad you are. These are the things you have caused and cannot be changed!" Qingxiang snorted indifferently.
At that moment, the aura of the ninth level of the master was released from her body.
Wang Cheng was surprised, but then he felt a familiar breath, so that his expression changed drastically, he raised his head and looked at Qingxiang in disbelief.
"Wang Cheng, who became a demon, I don't know how you changed back to your original self, but do you feel it?" Qingxiang smiled coldly, and the aura on her body rushed towards Wang Cheng again.
"No wonder your strength has improved so quickly, you actually came into contact with that!"
"Qingxian Palace is gone, many people are dead, and even the Queen Mother is under house arrest in Beihuang Temple for inspection. What else can't I do?" Qingxiang smiled coldly, "I know you are coming, so
I'm coming too!"
"Revenge?" Wang Cheng couldn't calm down. His eyes stared coldly at Qingxiang. From the breath of Qingxiang, he felt the power of the life source of the abyss.
He had been contaminated by the life source of the abyss, so he naturally knew what kind of power the life source of the abyss was.
"Killing you is the purpose of my coming here!" Qingxiang hated Wang Cheng very much since she left the Imperial Cave, not to mention the death of Taiyin body.
"In this game, I will use the fastest speed to suppress you and make you leave!" Wang Chenghen was decisive. He wanted Qingxiang to leave here before she was exposed to the fact that she had a life source from the abyss.
"Then show your true ability!" Qingxiang's eyes became a little cold, "I will let you get the retribution you deserve!"
A long sword appeared in his hand, containing the power of the ninth level of the master, and beheaded Xiang Wangcheng.
Although it is the ninth level of master's power, its strength has probably reached the peak of its peaks. If Wang Cheng doesn't treat it carefully, he will be injured.
Wang Cheng released the Sky-Breaking Technique, and the Great Destruction and Sky-shattering Technique was also activated, and his strength increased horribly.