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Chapter 58 - Fighting against Qin Tianchen

A few minutes later, the combat exam finally came to an end. The top twenty contestants would be promoted to the final round of the examination.

As for Qin Tian Yu, who had been knocked out by Mo Fan, and the three participants who had besieged him. They were naturally eliminated until the very end, when they did not even walk out of the combat forest.

"The top twenty of the combat exam, follow me and the Sixth Elder to the training field. The rest of the competitors could only regretfully leave the academy. I hope that you can pass the examination next year. "

With that, the Fifth and Sixth Elders led Mo Fan and the others to the training grounds.

The eliminated participants dejectedly left one by one.

After a while, Mo Fan and the rest were brought to a huge training grounds. In the center of the arena, there was a bluestone high platform, which was the training platform.

Currently, two old men and two middle-aged men stood on the martial stage.

The aura exuded by these four people was even stronger than that of the Fifth and Sixth Elders. It was obvious that the four of them were the Wind Spirit Academy's Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fourth Elder.

Although the Dean wouldn't appear for the final round of the freshmen assessment. However, the six elders would all come to watch.

"Grand Elder, all participants to the third round of the examination have been brought here." The Fifth Elder respectfully said to a ruddy haired old man on the Martial Stage.

The Grand Elder nodded and slowly said. Although his voice was low, it clearly reached every participant's ears.

"The third round of the examination is very simple. We'll draw lots at random and fight it out in twos and threes." The winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated! "

"The top ten will enter my Wind Spirit Academy. In addition, within the top ten, there were people who had the qualifications to be seeded contestants. there will be an opportunity for you to be selected by the elders as a direct disciple. "

The Great Elder's words caused all of the participants to become excited.

Of course, Mo Fan was an exception.

Even though all of the elders of the Wind Spirit Academy had the title of master teacher. However, he was only a cultivator of spiritual pulse realm and had limited experience. How could it compare to the guidance provided by the news on campus?

"Cut the crap, this elder declares that the third round of the examination has officially begun! All of the participants step forward to draw lots. "

With a wave of his sleeve, the Great Elder summoned a lot of money and appeared in front of everyone.

Mo Fan and the others drew lots.

There were twenty bamboo sticks inside the box. At the bottom of the bamboo stick, there were two different colors, black and white, painted with numbers. From number 1 to number 10.

If one drew the same number of participants, then they would become an opponent.

Mo Fan drew Black Five.

"Black 1, white 1, fight on stage." Leaving the arena, or voluntarily admitting defeat. Then the battle shall end! " The Great Elder slowly said.

When the two competitors who had drawn number one heard this, they leaped up and jumped onto the martial stage, where they began their battles.

The two contestants' cultivations had already reached the early Xiantian fifth stage, and their strengths were similar.

Therefore, it was difficult to determine the victor of this battle.

After the two battled for twenty minutes. One of the competitors accidentally revealed an opening and was heavily injured by his opponent, which caused him to fall from the stage. He had lost the duel.

"White 1 wins!" The Great Elder announced in a clear voice.

"Black No.2, white No.2, fight at the martial stage!"

As the Grand Elder's voice faded, two black figures dashed towards the martial stage and began their battle ?

In the blink of an eye, an hour and a half passed. The Great Clan Elder finally called out to Mo Fan.

"Black No.5, white No.5, fight at the martial stage!"

Mo Fan stepped onto the stage and looked at his opponent.

"Where is he?"

Mo Fan's opponent was an empty space, and there were no participants standing on stage.

Just as Mo Fan was wondering, a trembling voice came out from below the stage.

"I... I concede! "

So it turned out to be the contestant who had drawn the number five. It was one of the fourteen competitors who followed Qin Tianyu and besieged Mo Fan back in the combat forest.

He had seen Mo Fan's strength before, so rather than getting killed by a single blow on the stage, he might as well admit defeat.

The Great Clan Elder looked deeply at Mo Fan, and announced, "Black Five wins!"

"Black Six wins!"

"Bai No.7 wins!"

"Victory for White Number Ten!"

Two hours later, the first match of the third round had finally ended.

Qin Tianchen easily obtained victory, but compared to Mo Fan's opponent, he took the initiative and admitted defeat. He was still a level lower.

"Damn it!" Mo Fan's strength is actually this strong, looks like if I want to defeat him, I can only use that secret method! "

In the depths of Qin Tianchen's eyes, a cold glint flashed past.

After resting for a while, the ten victors continued to draw lots for their match.

Although they had already passed the assessment, the higher their ranking, the higher the chances of them being selected by the elders as a direct disciple.

This time, Mo Fan drew Black Number 1. Will be the first to go onstage.

He had just stepped onto the ring when he felt a gaze filled with killing intent shoot towards him.

Mo Fan looked up and realized that the one standing opposite him, was actually Qin Tianchen.

In Qin Tianchen's hand, he saw a bamboo stick with number 1 white color.

Evidently, the battle between the two of them was about to begin.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to meet you in the second round." Mo Fan said indifferently, "I have to say, your luck is really good. If you meet me in the first round, you won't even pass the Wind Spirit Academy's test. "

"A cultivator from a small clan." He actually wanted to defeat this young master. Stop dreaming! This young master will use the truth to tell you today what the heritage of a large family is! " Qin Tianchen's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Both his hands flew in the air, and like a wheel, he rapidly formed seals.

Following the formation of the hand seals, Qin Tianchen's aura suddenly rose. When all of the hand seals were complete, it was at this point that ? Two blood-colored beams of light shot out from his eyes, piercing through the skies!

Qin Tianchen's cultivation rose abruptly from the late stage of the Innate Sixth Sky, to the early stage of the Eighth Sky. Four small realms!

"Fiend Blood Technique!" Qin Tianchen is truly a genius of the Qin family, to think that he would have learned such a secret technique. " The Sixth Elder's eyes lit up as the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

He had a close relationship with the Qin family. Thus, he had a certain understanding of the Qin Clan's cultivation techniques and martial skills.

The ? Baleful Blood Formula ? was a top five secret technique of the Qin family. It could instantly increase the user's strength. The time limit was five minutes.

After five minutes, the user would enter a weakened state and lose a large amount of blood essence. He would need at least a month of rest before he could recover.

Although the cost was high, it was comparable to instantly raising one's strength. It was nothing.

In the Sixth Elder's eyes, although Mo Fan's battle prowess was heaven defying. Possessing a human body at large success stage, as well as the identity of a sword cultivator.

However, their battle power was at most equivalent to a Xiantian Seventh Heavenly Layer cultivator.

But now, Qin Tianchen had forcefully raised his cultivation level to the early stages of the Eighth Sky of the Innate Realm. In addition to the Qin Family's various martial skills, Mo Fan would definitely lose!