"The Strongest Martial Emperor in the City"!
The way of integrating the five elements!
A gleam of light flashed in Yang Qi's eyes, and he immediately looked in the direction where the exclamation came from. Sure enough, he saw a human practitioner on the stage using the Five Elements Fusion Method to fight his opponent.
The opponent was a cultivator from a special group, who was naturally good at the way of water and had a very high level of attainment in the way of water. Unfortunately, the opponent he met was practicing the way of the fusion of the five elements. As the human cultivator used the way of the fusion of the five elements to fight, the cultivator from the special group immediately fell into a complete disadvantage.
Yang Qi carefully sensed the residual power coming from the direction of the arena, and couldn't help but secretly said in his heart, "Judging from the residual power of the two people's fight, the strength of the human cultivator who made the move should have reached the early stage of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor!"
Yang Qi was not surprised at all that a cultivator at the peak level of the Six-Star Martial Emperor could burst out with such strength with the help of the Five Elements Fusion. If he were placed in other forces, a cultivator at the early stage of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor would have a great chance of winning a spot, but now the opponent was in the Five Elements Palace. The competition in the Five Elements Palace was particularly fierce, and it was still a big question whether a cultivator at the early stage of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor could win a spot.
Although the practitioners of that special group were at a disadvantage, they did not admit defeat voluntarily. They kept fighting with the human practitioners and even used their bloodline martial arts before admitting defeat voluntarily.
Seeing this scene, Yang Qi couldn't help but flash a helpless look on his face, "This is clearly deliberately consuming his strength!"
This is not surprising. The strength of the human cultivators is enough to give them a chance to compete for a spot. In this case, it is extremely normal for the cultivators of that special ethnic group to take the initiative to consume the strength of their opponents.
In fact, it's not just the practitioners of that special ethnic group, the practitioners of the human race are the same. Unless they are facing practitioners of the same ethnic group, even if they are not the opponent's, they will not admit defeat voluntarily, but will constantly use various means to consume the opponent's strength.
Unless you have absolute strength that crushes your opponent, it is not easy to win even in the preliminary round!
As time goes by, more and more practitioners show their strength and methods. There are two practitioners on the human side who follow the path of five elements fusion. Both are at the peak level of six-star martial emperors. Their strength is not weak and they have a chance to compete for the three places. In addition to the two practitioners who follow the path of five elements fusion, there is another practitioner who follows the path of water and fire fusion. His strength is also not weak and he also has a chance to compete for the quota.
In addition to the human race, there are also three practitioners from the monster race, who are also strong enough to compete for a place in the original secret realm. In addition, there is a practitioner from the special race who is good at the way of wood, whose strength is so great that even Yang Qi cannot see through him, and he is also a strong opponent in the competition to enter the original secret realm.
Looking at the cultivator in the green robe, Yang Qi's expression froze, and he thought to himself, "The Spirit Clan?"
The cultivator from the special tribe who was good at the Way of Wood gave Yang Qi the feeling that he was very similar to the spirit race, but Yang Qi was not sure. After all, he had seen too few spirit race cultivators. Although the purple beard bodhi tree was also a spirit race, it had not yet transformed, and was somewhat different from the real spirit race members.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Qi was not sure whether the practitioner who was good at the way of wood was a member of the spirit race.
Yang Qi looked at the cultivator in the turquoise robe and muttered to himself, "If the other party is really a member of the Spirit Clan, then this will be troublesome. I'm afraid he will take up one of the three places this time!"
Yang Qi was well aware of the power of the spirit race. After all, he had a good friend like the Purple Bearded Bodhi Tree, and he also knew that behind the spirit race there was a leader of the Source Holy Religion.
The number of spirit tribe members is small, and it is probably not common for suitable tribe members to enter the original secret realm when it is opened. In this case, once a tribe member happens to encounter such an opportunity, Yang Qi has no doubt that the leader of the Source Saint Church will do his best to help his tribe member.
In this case, if the opponent is a member of the Spirit Clan, it would not be difficult to win a spot. After all, the Spirit Clan is not only extremely powerful, but also a group that excels in the soul, and their souls are naturally extremely powerful. The advantage of such practitioners in the Five Elements Hall's arena points battle can be imagined.
The preliminary round of the arena points battle ended quickly. Just as Yang Qi expected, the practitioners he was following all entered the finals as the first in the group with a perfect record.
After entering the finals, the ring battle immediately became more brutal. If the practitioners still had some concerns during the preliminary rounds and would not easily consume their essence, then in the finals, those practitioners who knew they had no hope of winning began to use all kinds of desperate means, even burning their essence.
Not only the human cultivators, but also the non-human cultivators were the same. Of course, this desperate method was not aimed at the cultivators of the same race, but at the cultivators of other races, hoping to hurt them and prevent them from exerting their strength.
Because ordinary practitioners began to fight desperately, practitioners who had the opportunity to compete for places were gradually drawn into it. The entire final was like a life-and-death battle in the ring. The practitioners fought as if they wanted to kill each other.
However, during the entire battle, there was one cultivator who was different. This cultivator was the cultivator in a turquoise robe who was good at the Way of Wood. Regardless of whether they were from the human race or the non-human race, when facing each other, they only fought briefly and then took the initiative to admit defeat.
"The Spirit Tribe!"
A gleam of light flashed in Yang Qi's eyes. If he had only doubted the opponent's identity in the previous preliminary round, now he could be sure that the opponent was a member of the spirit tribe.
Otherwise, other practitioners would not have taken the initiative to retreat. Of course, it was not because other tribes were afraid of the Spiritual Race, but because the Spiritual Race practitioners were strong enough. The Spiritual Race was also good at the soul, and their soul methods were very powerful. Once the opponent used soul methods, other practitioners were no match at all.
If not, faced with the opportunity to enter the original secret realm, no matter whether it is the human race or other ethnic groups, it is impossible for them to give up voluntarily!
In the end, the Spirit Clan cultivator, like the Flame Soul Emperor of the Soul Palace, was the first to finish the Arena Points Battle, winning a spot to enter the Primordial Secret Realm with a perfect record. As one spot was settled and only two spots were left, the Arena Points Battle became more intense. Neither the Human Clan nor the Monster Clan was willing to give in, and even those cultivators who had the opportunity to compete for a spot, regardless of their own consumption, began to fight desperately.