Gu Tianxing was considered a celebrity in the Blue Cloud Department, so his son, Gu Zhaoxi, did not need to participate in the preliminaries and directly advanced. He was even guaranteed to enter the top 500 as a seeded contestant.
This made Jun Changxiao very envious.
As expected.
With such a good father, his starting line was further than others.
"I will work hard to become the strongest in the universe and then let my son participate in the Sacred War and directly enter the finals!" Jun Changxiao secretly said.
"Hehe."
The system laughed.
Gu Zhaoxi was not the only one in the seeded area. Jian Xiaohong, Nangong Qingxian, and the others were also there.
Although they relied on their identity and background to enter, it was undeniable that they were all the top geniuses in the Blue Cloud Department.
"Uncle."
Jun Changxiao looked at the disheveled man standing in the venue like a lone wolf and said, "He is the adopted son of the Sky Devil Emperor. Why didn't he enter the seeded area?"
"Because he is not a native of the Blue Cloud Department." Gu Tianxing explained.
"Oh."
Jun Changxiao responded.
"Contestants, please come up to the stage and draw your tokens!" The person in charge said loudly.
Unlike the preliminaries, the galaxy's main competition used a lottery system.
"Babies."
Jun Changxiao said, "Don't draw one of our own!"
According to the rules of the main competition, only the top ten contestants could obtain the entry ticket to the Sacred War. If they wanted to complete the epic mission or even exceed the quota, they had to let more disciples enter the top ten.
If they drew one of their own to fight in a civil war, it was equivalent to losing a chance.
…
In the center of the venue.
The contestants successively drew tokens from the boxes arranged in layers of arrays.
Perhaps because of Jun Changxiao's prayer, Li Qingyang and the others were not matched with their fellow disciples after drawing lots, successfully avoiding a civil war at the beginning.
It was not that the author deliberately arranged it. After all, with thousands of participants participating in the competition, the probability of drawing one of their own was too low.
"The Universe Sacred War, Blue Cloud Department's main competition, begins now!"
The person in charge said loudly, "He Wudi with the number one token and Li Tianjue with the number two token, come to the first stage!"
"…"
He Wudi walked up with a speechless expression.
In the preliminaries, they were the first to go on stage, and in the main competition, they were the first to go on stage!
He clearly wanted to keep a low profile, but things always went against his wishes.
"Brat."
On the spectator stand, Gu Tianxing said, "This Li Tianjue is quite strong. I'm afraid your disciple will be eliminated."
"Impossible."
Jun Changxiao said confidently, "Wudi is very strong."
Uncle Gu did not know the depth of He Wudi's abilities, but as a Patriarch, he knew very well that if he were to get serious, he would definitely be invincible in this competition for young people.
Most importantly … don't act as me!
"Ta."
He Wudi stopped on the stage.
Because he was the first contestant to fight, he naturally became the center of attention.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the number two holder, Li Tianjue, landed on the opposite side like a cannonball. He was wearing armor and carrying a heavy sword on his back. Even though each of his fingers was wearing a priceless treasure ring that increased his attributes, Li Tianjue still couldn't move.
In gaming terms, it was equivalent to a six-piece set of godly equipment.
On the contrary.
He Wudi was wearing a school uniform. Although the style was different, it was a little too plain.
"Who will win?"
"Is there a need to guess? It will definitely be number two."
The audience discussed in private.
Because He Wudi did not release too strong of an aura, everyone subconsciously believed that Li Tianjue, who was fully equipped, would win.
"Hey."
Li Tianjue said, "Show me your weapon."
"Sorry."
He Wudi shook his head and said, "I prefer to use my fists."
"Heh."
Li Tianjue said, "A little arrogant."
He Wudi was not arrogant, but his exclusive weapon was a door. If he took it out in this kind of situation, he would definitely be laughed at.
"Alright."
Li Tianjue took the heavy sword from his back. His eyes flashed with battle intent and said, "Since you don't use your weapon, don't blame me for using my weapon to bully you."
"Match, begin!"
At this moment, the referee shouted.
"Whoosh —" Li Tianjue did not want to waste time. Before the referee finished speaking, he rushed over. His heavy sword moved close to the ground and then suddenly slashed into the air.
"Scorching Sun Slash!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A wave of sword Qi that was full of heavy power burst out.
What should I do?
Should I continue to keep a low profile, or …
Just as the sword aura was about to arrive, He Wudi took the time to glance at Patriarch and found that he was smiling at him. He immediately made a choice.
"Ta!"
He took a step forward and punched with his right fist.
His movement was not fast or slow, and his strength was not strong or weak. Then, when it came into contact with the sword aura, it instantly broke it violently.
"F * ck!"
Gu Tianxing was so shocked that he almost stood up.
The disciple of the Sect of All Times who had fought his way into the main competition actually broke the sword aura with a punch!
"Uncle."
Jun Changxiao said, "Calm down."
"Boom!"
At this moment, another explosion came from the first arena. Li Tianjue, who was fully equipped, staggered back and then … fell outside the arena. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
He Wudi retracted his palm and cupped his hands. "Thank you for letting me win."
"…"
The spectator stands fell into silence.
Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
Everyone thought that Li Tianjue would win, but he was instantly defeated by someone they did not think highly of.
"How is this possible!"
Gu Tianxing had already stood up. The shock in his heart was especially strong.
Was Li Tianjue weak?
Not weak, but very strong.
In the end, he was defeated by He Wudi with a single palm. This made him feel like he was dreaming.
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao shook his head.
This disciple of mine is usually too low-key. It's rare for him to be so high-profile today. Uncle Gu's jaw almost fell off.
"F * ck."
Su Xiaomo, who was waiting to enter the arena, said in surprise, "Junior Brother He, why are you so serious?"
Not only Gu Tianxing, but the other disciples of the Sect of All Times were also used to the low-key He Wudi. They were all surprised when he suddenly defeated his opponent.
"This is troublesome."
Ye Xingchen's gaze was solemn.
To him, if he wanted to win the main competition, the biggest threat was not the participants, but the serious He Wudi.
"This person is quite strong."
The geniuses in the seeded area all looked over.
As the first to enter the arena and quickly defeating his opponent, He Wudi successfully attracted their attention.
"Since it's a competition, you should enjoy the process of the competition. Why do you have to defeat him instantly?" Jian Xiaohong put her hands on the stage and pouted.
"Miss Jian."
Nangong Qingxuan said, "If you are stronger than your opponent, ending the competition as soon as possible is also a form of respect."
"Tch."
Sun Xiaohong snorted, "I'm talking to myself. Why are you interrupting?"
"…"
Nangong Qingxuan smiled politely.
Everyone said that the granddaughter of the Ruins of End Sword Saint had a strange temper. Today, he saw that the rumors were true.
After winning, He Wudi walked down the stage.
His heart was in pain because he had defeated a strong opponent in front of everyone. It went against his original intention of being low-key.
"No."
"I must restrain myself in the next round."
He Wudi was not used to being the center of attention, so he planned to act again.
…
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The other stages began to compete one after another.
Those who participated in the main competition were all top geniuses, so the fighting scenes were particularly exciting. The audience even stood up and applauded when the fight was intense.
"Li Tiantian, holding number 86, and Ling Li, holding number 87, come on stage!"
"Hu!"
Li Tiantian took a deep breath and stepped onto the stage.
In the spectator area, Jun Changxiao frowned because his disciple's opponent was the fluffy haired man who had defeated the scammer yesterday.
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