"Now, let's start the second round." The assistant said.
It was crowded and everyone was gearing up.
"Anyone who has not purchased the Foundation Establishment Pill can participate in the second round." The assistant said again.
Everyone consciously lined up in a line.
Ning Feiyang also stood in the team.
Huh?
Ning Feiyang's performance just now was really amazing. Many people's eyes have not yet moved away from him.
Seeing him standing in the team, everyone opened their mouths.
"Why are you still standing in the team?" Wu Meng raised his hand, "This guy violated the rules."
The sound was loud and attracted everyone's attention.
Ning Feiyang straightened his back and did not leave. Instead, he said: "The assistant made it very clear just now that those who have not purchased the Foundation Establishment Pill can participate in the second round. I fully meet the conditions."
"You have just obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill." Wu Meng said in a deep voice.
"I didn't buy it either, it was a gift from Mr. An." Ning Feiyang retorted.
yes.
From this aspect, Ning Feiyang does meet the conditions!
Wu Meng opened his mouth. When it came to talking skills, he was no match for Ning Feiyang. He could only say: "Assistant Sir, Mr. An, please make a decision."
The assistant didn't know what to do and could only ask An Jun for his opinion.
"Ning Feiyang is right, he can continue to participate." An Jun said.
"Young Master An, if you do this, are you going to be more lenient with him?" the assistant frowned.
An Jun said with a smile: "Don't forget what my father said, the Foundation Establishment Pill has many levels of checkpoints, and the ultimate goal is to select talents."
"Ning Feiyang's understanding of pharmacological knowledge has reached the level of proficiency. Now let's test his combat effectiveness."
The assistant announces the results.
Wu Meng suffered another heavy loss.
Not to mention how uncomfortable that feeling is.
"In the second round, it was a chaotic fight at the beginning. There was a circle here, more than 9,000 people fought on their own, and 220 people were competing for it," the assistant said.
More than nine thousand people fighting in a melee?
Depend on!
What a big scene.
Ning Feiyang was also sighing. Before he could recover, a red ring of fire hit the ground and started burning.
Three kilometers in radius.
When the cultivators saw this, they no longer hesitated, drew their weapons, and fought hard.
Ning Feiyang and Liu Ergan stepped aside.
"An Shuxing played too much this time, and the tricks are different every time." Liu Ergan said.
"Be careful, don't take the initiative to provoke others." Ning Feiyang warned, not daring to be careless.
He wouldn't be afraid if he fought alone, but this kind of melee was the most likely to cause problems.
If you are not careful, you may be tricked.
Not cost effective.
The two of them were back to back. At the beginning, there were no practitioners to deal with them.
Wails were everywhere.
Many practitioners suffered heavy losses and were kicked out of the circle.
Some practitioners even sacrificed their lives.
Too miserable.
The nine thousand cultivators became eight thousand, seven thousand, and fewer and fewer.
In the end, only a thousand people were left.
Someone has to step out.
The assistant said before that the competition will not stop until there are 220 practitioners.
Many people have ideas about Ning Feiyang.
They believed that Ning Feiyang was proficient in pharmacological knowledge and was young, so he must have been soaked in medicine jars.
The combat effectiveness is naturally not strong.
Another fight.
Those cultivators who wanted to deal with Ning Feiyang suffered a big loss.
Ning Feiyang was very fiery in his attacks and showed no mercy when facing the cultivators coming to fight.
Kill two ninth-level cultivators in the Qi refining stage at once.
Everyone saw Ning Feiyang's fighting prowess and couldn't help but feel ashamed. No one dared to make a mistake.
This guy's fighting power is a bit too strong.
If you continue to cause trouble for him, you will definitely be the one who gets killed or injured.
Liu Ergan and Ning Feiyang stood together and were lucky enough to persist until the end without being injured.
The assistant kept staring at the scene, and when the number of people reached two hundred and twenty, he called to stop.
The strong smell of blood filled the air.
Everyone was as silent as cicadas.
Wu Meng's fighting ability was not weak either, and he persisted until the end.
Competition is cruel.
In the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators are aloof existences and are extremely glorious.
But who knows how much they paid behind the supreme glory?
Being alive is already a kind of luck.
It takes a lot of hardships to reach the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Just now, during the competition for the Foundation Establishment Pill, more than two hundred people died.
Who will remember them?
"Next, two hundred and twenty cultivators will come and draw lots." The assistant said, "In the one-on-one elimination match, the remaining ones can purchase one hundred and ten Foundation Establishment Pills."
Still fighting!
It's not that simple.
The draw was over and the results were available soon.
Coincidentally, Ning Feiyang and Wu Meng had a duel.
The two of them had been refusing to deal with each other, especially Wu Meng, who was even more impatient after suffering a loss at the hands of Ning Feiyang.
"Everyone, you can choose not to fight. This is not a requirement, but if you want to fight, you must sign a competition agreement and be responsible for any casualties." The assistant said.
Above the starry sky, starry sky practitioners are strictly prohibited from killing each other.
But when it comes to voluntary competitions, it's different. An Shuxing used this rule to create this plan.
Whenever there is a fight, an agreement must be signed, including previous melees.
"Boy, don't you dare to fight?" Wu Meng deliberately provoked Ning Feiyang.
He had lost four thousand spirit stones in his previous fight with Ning Feiyang. If he could kill him, he would have saved face.
Must fight.
"Haha, since someone is looking for abuse, I will help you." Ning Feiyang said lightly.
The two people opened up their formation.
"How is that Wu Meng's fighting ability?" An Jun watched Ning Feiyang's performance with great interest.
"Very good. Among the Wu family, he is a very belligerent person, but he is brave and reckless." The assistant answered truthfully.
An Jun continued to ask: "According to your opinion, does Ning Feiyang have a chance of winning?"
"It's too difficult." The assistant said, "I have seen Wu Meng's moves, they are quite powerful."
An Jun also kept an eye on it and said: "At the critical moment, we have to take action to stop it. Ning Feiyang is a good seedling. He is so proficient in pharmacology, so he can't be careless."
The assistant's breath was surging, ready to take action at any time.
The battle between the two began.
Just as the assistant said, Wu Meng's moves are very tough, and he unleashes his strongest moves right away.
"Wu Family Fist."
This set of boxing sounds simple, and the moves are just like the name, very simple.
Only one punch was thrown.
But this punch was extremely hard and had a heaven-shaking momentum.
When the opponent is locked, the surrounding air will condense into resistance, affecting the individual's movement speed.
To put it more bluntly, once you are targeted, it is almost impossible to escape.
Wu Meng used this move as soon as he came up, just to blow up Ning Feiyang. His vicious intentions were evident.
"It's too late, Mr. An." The assistant also didn't expect that Wu Meng's hatred for Ning Feiyang would reach such an extent.