After the six-to-three places were determined, the first round of the semi-finals came to a successful conclusion.
One day later, Wang Dong, Bingqing Yujie, Mace, Raptor, Zhang Qing, and Naughty will compete for the top three.
Although the day's competition has ended and most of the contestants have left, the auditorium of the martial arts field is still full of people, discussing today's competition with endless thoughts.
Wang Dong, the dark horse, became the focus of everyone's discussion. For the first time, a sixth-level warrior entered the competition, making everyone remember the name of Guihai Sect Wang Dong. Some of his cultivation levels were similar to Wang Dong's. The thirteen disciples of the sect even regarded Wang Dong as their idol, and dreamed that they could surpass the ranks and defeat the enemy like Wang Dong.
The disciples of those sects whose contestants entered the top six were all overjoyed, and the disciples of the Guihai Sect were even more elated. Among the top six contestants, only two from the Guihai Sect were included, and one of them was from the Guihai Sect. The first disciple is Zhang Qing, and the other is the legendary rookie Wang Dong. This makes the disciples of the Guihai Sect, who are the hosts, very confident and in a good mood.
The happiest person is naturally the know-it-all of the Zhuhai Gang who opened a casino in the northeast corner of the martial arts field. He made a lot of money this time. No one was completely correct in predicting the top six list. This was all due to Wang Dong. This variable, because of this, Wan Shitong regarded Wang Dong as his lucky star, and wished he could burn incense sticks to worship Wang Dong.
After the game, most of the contestants chose to go back to rest and recharge their batteries. Wang Dong returned to the practice room and entered the sword domain space.
The ninth-level warrior sword spirit could not be unlocked, so he devoted himself to the battle with the eighth-level warrior sword spirit. In tomorrow's battle, he will face a genuine ninth-level warrior. Through the battle with the eighth-level warrior Dao Ling, Wang Dong slowly adapted to the power and speed of the ninth-level warrior, and patiently accumulated combat experience.
Wang Dong was not the only contestant who entered the top six and stayed up all night. In Nantianwang's residence, Zhang Qingzheng knelt in front of his father Nantianwang with a cold expression.
"Why did you do this? You can deceive your fellow apprentices, but can your actions deceive the eyes of Sect Master Guihai and us?" Nan Tianwang said angrily.
"Father, I am a senior brother. If I lose..." Zhang Qing said hesitantly.
"I understand your thoughts. You are so clever that you are misled by your cleverness. It doesn't matter what your fellow apprentices think of you. What matters is what Guihai Sect Master thinks of you. That will affect your future and future! "Nantian Wang said with hatred: "Do you know what impression the sect leader has on you now? He thinks you can't afford to lose!"
"Father, I..." Zhang Qing's mouth trembled when he heard this, and his face became even colder.
"That's all, the order of tomorrow's competition will be decided by me and your uncle Fu Hai. Then I will make arrangements that are beneficial to you..." Venerable Fu Hai sighed and said, "You only need to enter the third level on behalf of Gui Hai Sect. If you are strong, the sect master won’t say anything to you... As for the competition for the top three, just do your best."
"Father, what do you mean..." Hearing Nantian Wang's words, Zhang Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and his originally gloomy face became radiant. The image of the weakest person among the six strong men suddenly appeared in his mind. In Zhang Qing's mind, Zhang Qing couldn't help but curl up his mouth with joy.
The next day, everyone from the thirteen sects gathered again at the Guihaizong martial arts field. The competition still started on time at Chenshi. The only difference from yesterday was that a seat was arranged in front of the six stone slabs next to the arena. The contestants participating in the six-to-three competition You will sit in front of a stone slab with your name engraved on it.
Sect Master Guihai, Venerable Fuhai and the elders of the Thirteen Sects did not arrive at the scheduled time this time, but appeared in the main stand early.
After all the contestants arrived and took their seats, and the disciples of the thirteen sects also gathered in the stands, Venerable Fuhai's thunderous voice rang out again: "Quiet, Master Guihai has something to say to everyone. .”
As soon as Venerable Fuhai finished speaking, the court suddenly became quiet. Sect Master Guihai nodded, stood up from his seat, and said to the audience: "Before the game, I want to tell everyone something in advance. Today , the rematch is about to come to an end, so before the game starts, I will tell you the final reward of this game in advance."
As soon as Guihai Sect Master finished speaking, all the thirteen disciples, including Wang Dong, pricked up their ears, waiting for Guihai Sect Master's next words. Everyone knew that in such a grand competition, the rewards must be astonishingly generous.
"Rewards will be awarded to the top three disciples in this competition..." Looking at the expectant crowd, Guihai Sect Leader said: "As long as you enter the top three, you will have the opportunity to practice in the Apocalypse Secret Realm."
Wow!
The words of Sect Leader Guihai immediately made the entire stadium lively. The thirteen disciples in the stands looked at the six people sitting in front of the stone slab with envy, as if they had received great benefits and wished they could sit there in their place.
"Practice in the Apocalypse Secret Realm?" Wang Dong frowned when he heard this. The shouts from the stands and the hopeful expressions on the faces of the five contestants beside him told him that practicing in the Apocalypse Secret Realm would definitely benefit people a lot, but the specifics Wang Dong didn't know what benefits it would have for cultivation.
The naughty boy sitting not far away noticed Wang Dong's confused look, smiled slightly, and said to Wang Dong sideways: "The Tianqi Secret Realm has an incredible effect on the accumulation of soul power, and it will naturally help with the advancement of cultivation. Needless to say... I heard rumors that the air breathed there is full of rich and pure soul energy... "
"Is there such a benefit?" Wang Dong's eyes suddenly brightened when he heard this. Although I don't know if the statement that the air is rich in soul energy is an exaggeration, but the place that has the effect of accumulating soul power is all The cultivators were all flocking to it, especially when Wang Dong saw the faces of Mace, Bingqing Yujie and others with the expressions of determination to win, he couldn't help but feel hot inside.
"The third contestant will be rewarded with three days of training in the Apocalypse Secret Realm, and the second contestant will be able to practice in it for ten days..." Guihai Sect Master waved his hand, signaling everyone on the field to quiet down: " As for the first place... you can practice in the Apocalypse Secret Realm for three months!"
"Three months!" Not only Wang Dong, but also the six people sitting in front of the stone trembled.
"What a generous move!" Mu Zong's naughty boy sighed in admiration. The raptors from the Tianhe Club immediately laughed from ear to ear when they heard this, while Bingqing Yujie, who was sitting not far from the raptors, had firm eyes and held her jade hands tightly.
Compared with the ten days for the second place and the three days for the third place, the three months for the first place was really too tempting. Wang Dong tried hard to control the heat in his heart, and a firm goal was already firmly established in his heart. of taking root.
He must get the first place and get the reward of three months of training in the Apocalypse Secret Realm. He can now easily defeat the eighth-level martial arts sword spirit, and he has the second-level strength of the Ten Thousand Methods Returning Sect that took a hundred years to successfully cultivate. Wang Dong His self-confidence has grown to an unprecedented level.
With the stimulation of the goal, Wang Dong felt that his mental and physical state had reached the best level now, making him want to compete with the five people around him now.
"Now, let me announce the list of six-to-three duels..." After the leader of the Guihai Sect sat down again, King Nantian stood up next to him and said loudly: "The first match will be played by the king of the Guihai Sect. In the second game, Mu Zong’s naughty boys will fight against the Tianhe Club’s Raptors; in the last game, Xiu Yutang’s Bingqing Yujie will fight against the Zhuhai Gang’s mace.”
"We actually encountered internal fighting within the same sect again!"
"Yes, I'm very optimistic about Senior Brother and Junior Brother Wang. As a result, only one of them can continue to fight. This is so unfair to our Guihai Sect!"
"That's true. This is a competition between six and three. No matter what the result is, one of you from Guihai Sect will stop at the top six..."
As soon as King Nantian finished speaking, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted on the field. The internal fighting incident that happened in Xiuyu Hall once again happened to the two top six disciples of Guihai Sect. A precious promotion spot was lost in vain because of the internal fighting in the same sect. It was wasted by fighting.
Nantian Wang ignored everyone's comments, but gave Wang Dong a meaningful look in the audience. He was very satisfied with the arrangement he had made. In this way, Zhang Qing faced Wang Dong, a sixth-level martial arts disciple. He can successfully advance to the top three and become one of the three people who can go to the Apocalypse Secret Realm to practice.
Wang Dong was not surprised when he heard that the person he was about to face was Zhang Qing. After all, there were four ninth-level warriors among the six. In any case, Wang Dong would face the power of a real ninth-level warrior. However, Facing Zhang Qing, Wang Dong had a feeling that he could only dream of it. He had fantasized about a head-on confrontation with Zhang Qing more than once, and now, the opportunity finally came.
After hearing the result of the arrangement, Sect Leader Guihai, Venerable Fuhai and others looked at Nantian King with some displeasure, but they didn't say anything more, they just frowned slightly, and were concerned about the fishy nature of this arrangement. not interested.
"Please invite the two players from the first game to come on." The order of the game has been announced, and Nantian Wang did not hesitate and said loudly: "The weather environment for the game is... rushing tide!"
When Wang Dong and Zhang Qing stood on both sides of the trial platform, the elders of the thirteen sects raised the small flags in their hands to control the environment.
Elder Xiu Yutang's scarf Horcrux wrapped the entire arena tightly, and then a large amount of water was poured in. The water continued to grow taller, reaching the knees of both men, and then overflowing their chests, finally making them float in the deep water on the ring.
After the water level stopped growing, the scarf Horcrux of the female elder of Xiuyu Hall began to shrink and expand. As the scarf Horcrux changed, the water layer contained in it also surged and flowed, and finally became what Nantian Wang said of rushing tide.
"Is this... a simulated naval battle?" People in the stands asked in surprise after noticing this scene.
"The martial arts and martial arts of Guihai Sect are extremely suitable for naval battles. The environment of this naval battle seems to be tailor-made for the two of them. From this, one can imagine how exciting the competition will be..." Another person analyzed.
"Tailor-made? Don't be kidding. In my opinion, this bad environment is tailor-made for Zhang Qing... Don't you know? Zhang Qing himself is a water-element martial spirit among the five elements of martial arts. Fighting in water, Zhang Qing We will have the upper hand!"
"I see, then Wang Dong is miserable. This battle is Zhang Qing's home field. What's more, there is a third-level suppression. This is really a battle without any suspense."
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Naturally, Wang Dong knew about Zhang Qing's martial spirit. He also understood that fighting in this water would make Zhang Qing like a fish in the water, and his strength would be further improved. This time he was randomly exposed to this weather environment, and Wang Dong knew with his toes that there was something fishy in it.
However, Wang Dong did not take this to heart. In the face of strength, carefully planned plots would be useless. Wang Dong decided to face Zhang Qing in a head-on confrontation, to decide the outcome through a hard-on approach, and to resolve Zhang Qing's issue in an upright and upright manner. All layouts of Qing.
"Junior brother Wang, you are very confident..." Zhang Qing did not greet Wang Dong with fists, but asked teasingly.
Wang Dong's lips curled up coldly, he looked into Zhang Qing's eyes playfully, and he slowly raised his hand to raise the broken knife.
"I will tell you with my fists that your confidence will collapse with the stone tablet!" Seeing Wang Dong's playful expression, Zhang Qing had already realized what Wang Dong had understood. With a look on his face, he waved his hand without hesitation. Throw out a heavy punch: "Overlord Patrolling the Sea!"
(End of chapter)