Although mid-stage Innate Stage martial artists belonged to the same realm, the gap was still huge.
A trace of innate spiritual energy compressed in the body was considered mid-stage Innate Stage, and 99% of the innate spiritual energy gathered in the body was also considered mid-stage Innate Stage. It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker.
As for this Kevin, according to his Qi, the innate Qi in his body had already reached 70%, which was higher than the other four people!
"If he didn't rely on elixirs to get here, then his talent is really too terrifying." Ye Lingchen could not help but sigh. The innate Qi in his body had only reached 15%.
The five people from Murica were concise and comprehensive. Other than their age, there was almost no useful information.
However, everyone was used to this phenomenon. This was not a celebrity talent show. There was no need to create all kinds of atmosphere, and it was even more impossible for them to tell their tragic experiences in tears. Even if they cried to death, no one would let them win.
Since it was a competition, it was naturally better to hide as much as possible. The less the opponent knew, the higher the chance of winning.
After the five people from Murica finished their introductions, they walked off the stage on their own. They had no intention of staying for long.
Wu Tianbao continued to host, "Next, let's invite the last runner-up, the five people from Tintu to come on stage."
"F * ck, this is too tragic. We're not even in second place," Jing Shan could not help but say. The others also frowned slightly, and their hearts were a little heavy.
The five monks slowly walked onto the stage.
Their clothes were a little different from the monk's attire that the public knew. They were not wearing kasaya, but yellow long cloth robes. The most eye-catching thing was that their muscles were much stronger than ordinary people's.
"Although these people's cultivation techniques are different, they all contain the foundation of the Buddha Golden Body. Their foundation of endurance training is very deep," Tie Jun said. "Get ready. The next ones to go on stage are you guys."
Jing Shan tidied up his clothes and said nervously, "I'm suddenly a little nervous."
Chen Xiaoxiao also stuck out her tongue. "Me too. There are so many people, and they're all experts from various countries."
Ye Lingchen did not say anything. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. The people on stage were not only experts, but also the indispensable higher-ups of the entire Earth.
Sun Hongtao comforted him calmly, "Relax, it's just a formality. There's still a competition later. You must not have any flaws in your mentality. If you can't even stay calm, how can you really fight in the competition?"
The five people nodded.
At this moment, the five people from India got off the stage and heard Wu Tianbao's shout.
Ye Lingchen calmed down instead. "Come on, let's go!"
After all, they were all martial artists. They were used to seeing life and death, so their mentality was strong enough.
On the stage.
Zhou Jian looked at the five people from China and could not help but smile.
"Hehe, China is in the limelight this time!" Someone looked at Zhou Jian and said.
"I've heard about it too. A kid named Ye Lingchen forced a King Stage to admit his mistake. Amazing. He's a fearless kid."
"Speaking of which, our countries owe that kid a favor and saved many people. Which one is Ye Lingchen?"
Those who could sit together with Zhou Jian and talk cheerfully and wittily must be of the same level. Five peak king-class martial artists were actually talking about a mid-level Xiantian martial artist. This scene was enough to shock anyone.
Zhou Jian smiled but didn't say anything. However, when he thought of that kid's bold suggestion, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
He was only a mid-level Xiantian, yet he wanted to establish a school to train martial artists, and the construction of Miracle Island was even more extravagant. This kid's actions were truly unexpected.
While they were talking, it was already Ye Lingchen's turn to introduce himself.
"Ye Lingchen, mid-level Xiantian martial artist, 20 years old."
It was also a very simple introduction, but it caused a huge sensation.
20 years old!
He was one year younger than Kevin from Murica just now!
In the history of the International Martial Arts Tournament, no contestant had ever participated at the age of 20. Coupled with Ye Lingchen's original fame, the scene immediately became lively.
"Wow, 20 years old. Zhou Jian, you're really willing. If such a genius gets hurt in the competition, my heart will ache," the golden-haired man on the stage said teasingly.
His tone was naturally not good. Ye Lingchen had directly stolen their Murica's limelight.
Zhou Jian smiled faintly, "This kid is very slippery. I think you should worry about your country's Kevin."
"What a magical Chinese kid. His medical skills are extraordinary, and he's also a celebrity. He's already a mid-level Xiantian martial artist at such a young age. Also, he indirectly saved the life of our English Princess. Princess Bao likes him a lot." The only woman among the five peak King Stage martial artists laughed.
Regardless of whether it was Murica, India, or China, the five participants were all at the mid-level Xiantian level.
The fourth place was Greece.
Three men and two women were dressed in a special way. They were all wearing light armor. The two girls had long purple hair, blue pupils, and exquisite and three-dimensional facial features. They were proper goddesses.
Moreover, the elbows and calves of the light armor were half-exposed, which was quite a tempting uniform. Of course, the premise was to ignore their terrifying strength.
Their strength had decreased. Only four of them were mid-level Xiantian, and one was early-level Xiantian.
The fifth place was England, and the sixth was the Sun Nation.
They were also four mid-level Xiantian and one early-level Xiantian.
The seventh place was the Stick Nation.
"Pfft." Jing Shan couldn't help but laugh out loud. "I thought they were so awesome. It turns out that they came in seventh place last year. They're still so arrogant. If they really get first place, wouldn't they be going to heaven?"
"Murica and India are the real opponents." Zheng Dali also nodded.
Ye Lingchen, on the other hand, looked at the stage strangely. The five contestants from the seventh-ranked Stick Nation had all reached the mid-level Xiantian. Although two of their Qi was a little unstable, it was still very scary.
He did not feel it yesterday, but combined with the strength of the other countries, it was very strange.
Logically speaking, it was not easy to cultivate a mid-level Xiantian martial artist before the age of 25. Talent and resources were indispensable. In this regard, the Stick Nation had surpassed many countries.
On the stage, five peak King Stage martial artists sat.
Suddenly, someone laughed and said, "The Stick Nation is really willing to spend money. Is this the intention of fighting for first place?"
"All five of them are mid-level Xiantian. Two of them have unstable Qi. It's obvious that they just used elixirs to get there not long ago. What a big investment."
Someone glanced at Zhou Jian and chuckled. "It seems like they're here for someone. After all, Sung-Yoon Lee suffered a lot this time."
"Hmph, this is a waste of a lot of resources, and they might not necessarily win!"
These powerhouses saw through the essence at a glance. The Stick Nation was doing this with the intention of pulling up seedlings to help them grow. They had few resources to begin with, so how could they afford to waste them like this?
Moreover, advancing to the mid-level Xiantian was already powerful? Those who relied on elixirs to get there had unstable Qi, so they might not necessarily be much stronger!
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