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Nearly a hundred thousand martial artists had completely boiled over. All of them had gathered at the center of the high platform. Inside and outside, it was a circle after a circle. On the high platform were the sect masters of the various sects and their elders, and of course, the Dragon Lake City's City Lord and the other judges. Everyone was emitting a powerful aura, and their auras mixed together, causing the air around the stage to become incomparably oppressive.

In front of the high platform was a huge arena that was two times bigger than an ordinary arena! At this moment, the arena was full of people. This was the martial artist that was about to enter the preliminaries for the finals. Qi Xing and Zhou Wen were standing on the right side of the stage, while on the left side were the sect disciples. Over 2000 rogue cultivators had only left 40 martial artists behind! One of them left midway! For some reason, Qi Xing only had forty people, and he didn't care. The unfair nature of the sixty-two sect disciples participating in the preliminaries was quite obvious. And among these 62 martial artists, there were a few that were particularly eye-catching. This was only because they were fourth heaven stage martial artists! To be able to slaughter his way out of a group of fifth-level Heaven Sect disciples, his strength must be extraordinary. He must be a genius.

Among them, Qi Xing found Liu Zhengnan, Zhao Xiaoling, Tang Yun, and Hong Feng. Amongst them, there was a young man Qi Xing didn't know. They also discovered Qi Xing's figure. Everyone was very shocked when they heard from Shi Hao and Qi Xiu that Qi Xing had appeared in the Elite Rankings. They had also heard about the change in the situation. The five of them shot complicated, excited, and angry looks at the star! They directly chose to ignore these stars. It could be said that most of these people were familiar with each other. A single Liu Gate actually had five disciples participating in the competition! It had to be known that the Wen Jian Region had a total of twenty sects! The sixty-two of them, on average, only had three disciples from each sect. However, the Liu Clan actually had five. It was clear that the overall strength of the Liu Clan was one level higher than the other sects.

"Next up is the time for the competition. Everyone, please make your preparations." A black shadow descended on the arena and said. The sound was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating. Most of the warriors could hear it clearly. Qi Xing didn't say anything. He just turned himself into his best state.

Qi Xing, who was recovering by himself, suddenly felt a murderous look on his face. Qi Xing's eyes turned cold as he suddenly opened them, searching for that pair of eyes. Very quickly, Qi Xing found the owner of that gaze among the sect disciples. An exceptionally handsome young man was staring at Qi Xing with a gaze filled with killing intent. His gaze towards Qi Xing was not the least bit weak. On the contrary, his killing intent was even stronger! Qi Xing could feel an unforgettable hatred from it! Qixing was very puzzled about this, but he didn't have any other thoughts. "Huu." If you want to kill me, that depends on your ability.

"Qi Xing!" You better not let me meet you! Otherwise, I will definitely kill you! " The young man tried his best to suppress the hatred in his heart and calm down. The young man was a disciple of the Clear Sky Sword Sect, Liu Qing! The second son of the Liu Family from the Ice Wind City! When Qi Xing left the Ice Wind City, he killed the head of the Liu Family and Liu Hai. It was a pity that Qi Xing had not been straightforward enough, or had not killed cleanly enough. This enmity must be repaid with blood!

"Below the arena, in a building far away." Young master, why did you suddenly withdraw from the competition? " The youth slightly bowed as he asked the figure in front of him.

"I found something interesting. I met an old friend." A trace of viciousness could be faintly seen at the corner of the young man's mouth. Have you finished with what I told you to do? "

"Yes, Young Lord." The youth said respectfully, then he shot his gaze towards the arena.

"Now, let's begin the drawing of lots for the competition." Everyone's lots had been collected together since yesterday's competition. Today, another drawing competition would be staged. The referee would personally draw two lots to decide who his opponent was. Everything depended on luck. As for what the referee did, he could be at ease. Close to a hundred thousand fighters below the stage were watching intently. If it was said that the people below the stage could not see it clearly, then the people on the stage were people from various schools. It was almost impossible to do anything.

Sect disciples' lots were slightly different from those used by Qi Xing and the others. It was not a simple lot, and there were many lines engraved on it. This way, they could distinguish between sect disciples and Loose Practitioners.

"First round, 1119 versus 2409!"

"Second round, sect 6904 versus Rogue Cultivator 4328!"

"Third round, Rogue Cultivator 3311 versus Rogue Cultivator 1908!"

"Qi Xing waited for a long time before he heard his own shout." 19th round, sect 2819 versus Rogue Cultivator 1304! " There were a total of fifty rounds of battles.

"The time limit for the competition is half an incense stick. Now, please proceed from the first round to the sixth round contestant in arena number 1 on the left!" The seventh to eleventh rounds, arena number two on the left. From the twelfth to the seventeenth round, from the third on the left, and so on. " The referee gave a brief summary of the events before stepping down from the stage and leaving. Many of the contestants also began to rush to their respective booths. Qi Xing was in the fourth booths while Zhou Wen was facing a sect disciple in the fifth.

"Brother Qi, long time no see." Liu Zhengnan, Hong Feng, and Tang Yun came before Qi Xing. Liu Zhengnan still had that gentle smile on his face, which gave people a good impression of him.

"Long time no see." Qi Xing's eyes were calm and his heart was as calm as if he had just met a stranger. He did not stop at all, and his feet kept moving towards Ring Four. Qi Xing's actions made the three of them feel awkward. Liu Zhengnan smiled, sighed to himself, and turned around to leave. It seemed impossible to repair this fracture.

"Who are they?" Zhou Wen vaguely guessed a bit, but he still asked Qi Xing a question.

"The one in the lead is Liu Zhengnan, while the one with the unruly expression is Hong Feng. The one with the unruly expression is Tang Yun, and they are all Liu Clan disciples." Qi Xing said while looking at Ring Four. Right now, Qi Xing was about to reach Ring Four. Zhou Wen said a few words to Qi Xing before heading to his own fifth ring. With regards to the elite rankings, Zhou Wen's confidence had increased by leaps and bounds.

It was another unfamiliar middle-aged referee. The middle-aged man glanced at the person standing on the stage. "Since everyone is here, what are we waiting for?" Now, the eighteenth round of contestants are invited to begin the competition. The rest are waiting below the stage! "

With the command given by the referee, the two participants on the stage immediately erupted. A surging momentum surged out, stirring up a burst of wind. Two figures were like a whirlwind as they swept towards their opponent. Ding ding ding! Intense sparks flew from the stage. The intense exchange of blows made his blood boil.

The sect disciple swung his sword. The long sword in his hand was like a dazzling beam of light that chopped straight at his opponent. That rogue cultivator wasn't weak either, sweeping out with his move, wanting to cut off the sect disciple's waist. The two attacks collided in the air. Boom! The collision produced a loud explosion that pierced everyone's eardrums. The wandering martial artist couldn't help but take a step back as he was hit by the shockwave. On the other hand, that sect disciple didn't retreat, but advanced instead. It was obvious that the sect disciples were stronger!

"Eat my sword!" The rogue cultivator's face was solemn as he swung his sword. The sect disciples didn't dare to be careless and reacted quickly. He avoided the attacks of the rogue cultivators. Clang! The sharp sword cut straight into the huge boulder that was arranged on the arena. The sect disciples seized the opportunity and swung their swords backwards, aiming for the loose cultivator's neck. The rogue cultivator's expression changed slightly as he waved his right hand to interrupt the attacks of the sect disciples. However, an itinerant cultivator's reaction was still inferior to a sect disciple. After a few moves, the itinerant cultivator gradually began to be unable to resist. In the end, the chest and clothes of the sect disciples were cut, and their necks were pierced through with swords.

A wandering martial artist had been defeated!