Ten days later, the first round of the Prodigy Battle was over.
Half of the five hundred geniuses who gathered in Haiyue City were eliminated, leaving only two hundred and fifty people.
And of the remaining 250 people, only 50 people will be left in the end, who can go to Qindu to participate in the next stage of the Tianjiao War.
Therefore, two hundred more geniuses will be eliminated next.
Because of the problem of the number of players, if you want to avoid being eliminated next time, you can only continue to accumulate wins.
The more wins you have, the higher your ranking will be. As long as you are ranked in the top fifty, you will not be eliminated.
Such rules are quite similar to the first and second stages of the Prodigy Battle.
At this stage, the intensity of the battle can be imagined. Among the two hundred and fifty geniuses, the spiritual bone strong ones accounted for a considerable part, while the spiritual pulse strong ones were only a handful.
In all the large and small casinos in Haiyue City, they have opened handicaps to make a fortune from this battle of geniuses.
Many warriors are also interested and come to these casinos to place bets on whether their favorite talent can win.
Of course, the more famous and powerful the genius is, the lower the odds will be, while those who appear to be weaker will have higher odds.
Among them, Fang Lin's odds are relatively high. After all, in the eyes of many people, he is not very powerful.
When the handicap opened, Dugu Nian went to all the casinos and placed a heavy bet on Fang Lin.
"Hmph, when this war of geniuses is over, I will make a lot of money." Dugu Nian said to Fang Lin, who looked helpless.
"You actually went to place a bet." Fang Lin knocked on her forehead.
Dugu Nian rubbed his head and said unhappily: "Why can't you place a bet? You didn't see that King Pingbei went to place a bet, and Master placed a bet on you."
When Fang Lin heard this, his expression was wonderful. It is true that like a master, like a disciple. The masters all ran to place bets, and Dugu Nian also went to place bets. It was nothing.
"If I lose, wouldn't you suffer a huge loss?" Fang Lin joked.
Dugu Nian glanced at Fang Lin: "Master said, if you dare to lose, the debt will be borne by you."
Fang Lin was speechless, what a Ye Mengxian.
On the second day, the battle of geniuses continued, and everyone's opponent was still determined by drawing lots.
There were still the same few people on the VIP stage, but there were more people in Haiyue City than in the previous days, to the point of being a huge crowd.
"It's finally the second round. I've come all the way to watch this battle between geniuses."
"Who hasn't come all the way here? We all come from the Yuan Kingdom!"
"Tell me, among the two hundred and fifty geniuses left in Haiyue City, who is the strongest?"
"Your question is meaningless. Who is the strongest? We won't know until we fight. What's the use of talking about it."
"Of course you have to predict it first, so it will be more interesting."
"Is there any prediction about this? Of course the Seventh Prince is the strongest, and no one else can compete with the Seventh Prince!"
"Haha, I know you are from Qin as soon as I hear it. Go ahead."
"The one-armed man Shen Fan is the most powerful."
"My Princess Yunlan of the Yuan Kingdom is the strongest, there is no doubt about it!"
Even before the lottery started, many people were already arguing. Everyone had their favorite person to support. They argued until their faces were red and their necks were thick, and no one was willing to give in.
But after all, this is a battle of geniuses where the winner is determined by strength. Only true strength can tell the difference, not who has more supporters or how loud the voice is.
The Lord of Haiyue City stood on the VIP stage and after saying something, he started drawing lots.
As before, the draw was conducted by four people, King Pingbei and Ye Mengxian, plus the Lord of Haiyue City, a total of five people.
When the names of ten people were read out, everyone in Haiyue City was boiling.
Because among these ten people, there was Ling Wushuang!
And Ling Wushuang's opponent is Dugu Nian!
When he saw the lottery results, Ye Mengxian on the VIP table suddenly changed his color slightly, and Fang Lin, who was outside the Dan League branch, also changed his eyes.
Dugu Nian, standing next to Fang Lin, was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"Oh, I didn't expect that it would be my turn as soon as I came up." Dugu Nian said pretending to be relaxed.
Fang Lin frowned and looked at Dugu Nian: "You are no match for that woman. Just admit defeat when you go up."
Dugu Nian said with an unhappy face: "Why do you want me to admit defeat as soon as I go up? Do you look down on me so much?"
Fang Lin looked serious: "I'm not joking with you. That Ling Wushuang is from the Ling family and has a deep grudge against me. She knows my relationship with you. If we were to confront each other, she would definitely not show mercy to you."
Dugu Nian snorted: "I don't need her to be merciful. It's not certain who will win and who will lose."
Fang Lin sighed secretly, who loses and who wins? Isn't this obvious? Ling Wushuang's strength is too strong, and Dugu Nian has no chance of winning at the moment.
"I hope you admit defeat." Fang Lin grabbed Dugu Nian's shoulders and said extremely seriously.
Seeing this, Dugu Nian said nothing, secretly clenched his fists and nodded.
"I understand." After saying that, Dugu Nian flew up and arrived on the high platform.
Seeing Dugu Nian's appearance, Ye Mengxian on the VIP table couldn't help but become worried. She was very aware of Dugu Nian's strength. Against Ling Wushuang, there was almost no worse draw than this.
Ling Wushuang appeared, standing opposite Dugu Nian, with a sneer on his face, looking at Dugu Nian teasingly.
"I didn't expect to meet you. It seems I'm lucky." Ling Wushuang said, his words full of disdain for Dugu Nian.
Dugu Nian looked cold: "Do you think you will win?"
The corners of Ling Wushuang's mouth raised slightly: "Isn't it?"
boom!
An invisible aura spread out and headed towards Dugu Nian's shop.
Although Dugu Nian was using his internal energy, the gap between him and Ling Wushuang was really too big. Even if the other party didn't take action, just a surge of momentum was already making it difficult for Dugu Nian to hold on, and his figure kept falling back, and his face looked pale.
The gap is not only a gap in strength, but also a gap in realm, which is so big that it is indescribable.
"Admit defeat, admit defeat! What are you waiting for?" Below, Fang Lin did not see Dugu Nian admit defeat. He looked anxious and worried, wanting to rush forward and bring Dugu Nian back.
Unfortunately, Dugu Nian did not admit defeat. She had her own stubbornness and did not want to admit defeat, especially to Ling Wushuang.
Raising her palm, the long sword appeared in Dugu Nian's hand. Although she was petite, she looked a bit taller at this moment.
"Haha, you are so ridiculous. Can't you see the difference between you and me?" Ling Wushuang shook his head and laughed, with a mocking look on his face.
"So much nonsense!" Dugu Nian said coldly.