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The first round of the competition lasted one day. Out of the two thousand people present, only eighty-one had been eliminated on the first day. The remaining eighty-one people would be competing the next day. In this day of competition, there were many martial artists that stood out from the crowd. Zhou Wen was one of them, but Qi Xing could only be considered average.

It was difficult to sleep at night, so it was unknown how many people had trouble sleeping because of this.

Everything was happening with the anticipation of the crowd! When the first ray of morning light shone on the arena, nearly a hundred thousand martial artists were already waiting at the platform. As far as the eye could see, each and every shadow was like a group of endless ocean currents. Facing this imposing manner that was coming straight at him, Qi Xing's expression could not help but change, and he was shocked because of this.

"Please remember your serial number. Please hand over your bamboo sticks." It was the same middle-aged man from yesterday who began explaining things as soon as he arrived. Qi Xing noticed that there was a huge rock in the middle of the platform. On the huge rock, from right to left, there was a number from one to nine carved on it. Below the numbers, there were many holes the size of bamboo sticks. As for the lot, it was handed over to the side of the huge rock. Qi Xing handed it over and retreated to the side to wait.

There were only a total of 81 straws, the process today was much simpler. Very quickly, everyone handed over the signatures and stacked them together. When the middle-aged man saw that all his signatures had been handed over, he grabbed a handful and threw it onto the huge rock. Bang! Bang! Bang! The bamboo stick immediately sunk deep into the boulder. Everyone was shocked, what a deep inner strength!

Qi Xing noticed that all the bamboo sticks had two or two sticks together, and both had a numbered side facing outwards. There were nine rows in total, with only one row placed at the end. It was clear that this person was quite lucky and had a lucky turn.

"The competition starts in half an hour. The people below the number table, please go to which stage for the competition." With that, the middle-aged man turned around and left. In a split-second, everyone began to move. Some were curious, some were looking for someone, some were looking for an opponent, and so on. All of them rushed towards the huge boulder, wanting to see its true appearance. Because Qi Xing was standing at the back, it took some effort for Qi Xing to see his number under Ring Number Four: 1304! In the second row, next to the number 6911.

Since they had found their seats, Qi Xing did not wait any longer and immediately rushed to Ring Four. There were already five people standing in front of Arena Four, three men and two women. Including Qi Xing, there were already six people standing there. There were five sets of battles in Stage Four, and two more people were needed to officially begin. Qi Xing saw an unfamiliar referee standing in the arena, waiting. Since they weren't all here yet, they sized up the five people who had just arrived.

One of the young men was the first to enter the eyes of Qi Xing. This person was dressed in a black robe and held a pitch-black longsword in his hand. His expression was cold, and his breath was as long as a raging river. It was a shocking sight; he could see the strength of the fifth heaven clearly.

The second place belonged to a young man. This young man had a proud expression and a disdainful expression. He wore a long green robe and held a Green Edge Sword in his hand. He appeared to be in high spirits.

The third to enter was a female warrior, her skin was a little yellow, but she had a pretty face. At this time, he was talking to another female martial artist. In a smile, two dimples appeared on his face. "He wore a light yellow luxurious robe and held a silver flowing sword in his hand.

The fourth was another female martial artist. Compared to the female martial artist from before, this person's skin was paler and he did not look bad. The white jade pendant by her waist gave her a faint glow, and she also held a Flowing Water Sword in her hand.

The fifth was a warrior dressed in ordinary grey clothes. He looked ordinary and completely unremarkable. However, Qi Xing could feel a violent aura coming from it. It was the same for the 5th Heavenly Layer. Do not underestimate him!

Just as Qi Xing was sizing up the crowd, everyone was sizing up Qi Xing as well. It was as cold as ice, and it didn't smile at all. Its expression was calm, and its eyes were pitch black. Its aura was reserved, making it difficult to see through its true strength. At this moment, a male and a female martial artist arrived at Stage Four one after another. They must be the other two contestants, Qi Xing thought to himself. Sure enough, the two of them walked straight to the contestants and waited quietly.

"Very good. Since everyone is here, let's begin the competition." Please get on the stage for the first group! " He remembered that he was in the second group, and it didn't matter to him.

As the sound of his voice faded, two figures landed on the arena. It was the black-clothed young martial artist and the youth that had just arrived. After the two of them greeted each other, they gave their names. The young man's surname was Hai, and his name was Zhang Feng. The other was called Liao Zhen.

They stood at a distance, facing each other. There were no superfluous words spoken between them. Suddenly, Hai Changfeng drew his sword! The sharp sword beam suddenly bloomed like a galloping horse, its speed as fast as lightning. Liao Zhen's expression did not change. His feet moved as he stepped forward to meet the oncoming attack. However, what Liao Zhen used was a trump card! As a heavy weapon, mace tested the strength of the human body! It's hard to control someone who isn't a powerless person.

Bang! The two weapons clashed, and Hai Changfeng was knocked back several steps. Clearly, Liao Zhen's strength was not to be underestimated. When Liao Zhen saw this, he laughed out loud and raised his trump card to kill again. The pitch-black sword in Hai Changfeng's right hand suddenly turned into a black shadow and attacked Liao Zhen's face. Before the sword had arrived, its sharpness had already arrived! Hai Changfeng's sword technique was extremely fast, and his trump card was too slow, so he had no choice but to draw back and dodge. His body was quite nimble, and Hai Changfeng's sword moves were unable to do anything to Liao Zhen. Because of this, the two of them continued to fight for a long time. All sorts of new and powerful moves were demonstrated by the two of them. The intense collision of the sparks made the martial artists below the stage cry out in satisfaction.

A duel was an attitude, and the spectator was naturally of a different mindset. Regardless of which one it was, it would be of great help to his own strength. Qi Xing also watched with rapt attention as all sorts of insights flooded his mind. The battle lasted for nearly an hour, and the two were almost completely exhausted. In the end, it was Elder Hai Feng who used an extremely small advantage to send Liao Zhen flying and landed on the stage. Obtain the final victory.

"Now, please proceed to the second group." the referee shouted. Hearing that, Qi Xing immediately started to walk towards the stage. At the same time, that youth also started to walk towards the stage. When he got close, he suddenly jumped up. He landed on the arena in the blink of an eye and watched as Qi Xing walked up the arena step by step with a mocking expression on his face. This was something that Qi Feifan completely ignored, and he had an indifferent expression on his face. The youth was slightly angered when he saw how Qi Xingchen was acting.

Everyone below also revealed a surprised expression. However, this was not only because they were all from the same sect. This was because the youth's strength was also only at the 4th Heavenly Layer! How could they not be surprised that two fourth heaven practitioners would appear in such a competition, which only the fifth heaven had the ability to stand out? For a time, the martial artists in the audience began to discuss among themselves. Some of them thought that Qi Xing and the young man were extremely lucky to be placed on a stage that did not have any Fifth Heavenly Layer martial artists. And now, they were lucky to have clashed again. If it were against a fifth heaven stage martial artist, the two of them would have already been eliminated.

However, no matter how others said it, they were unable to affect Qi Xingchen. After experiencing so many unforeseen events, Qi Xingxin had already begun to freeze. The reason why Qi Xing decided to learn Heartless Sword Art was because he felt that it suited him. This was a cruel peerless sword technique! The harsh requirements were shocking. Anyone who practiced this sword technique had to be extremely careful, and could even feel a chill down their spine.

Heartless Sword Art's requirement: If one wanted to practice this sword art, one must first break their emotions and cut off all emotions. To be able to live as if one's heart was as firm as a stone, to not care about death, to not live and to not die at all! Heartless and heartless! The heartless viewed human life as grass and human beings as tools! Heartless person, everything in the world is my enemy, no one can kill, nothing can't be cut!

When Qi Xing saw this request, he could not help but be shocked. Heartless Sword Art was simply a demonic technique! Incompassionate and heartless, what else could it be if not a demon? Everything in the world is my enemy? What do you mean? This was the will of the world! Despite facing such a demonic art, Qixing still chose to cultivate it. Why? I am one person, and in the future I will be the same! This was their determination!