A Good Romance
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The Shantian Clan could be considered a veteran clan in Alchemy City. They were not a noble clan of alchemy, but the clan's ancestor was a Dividing Soul Tier elite, and they had some fame in the third level. Now, they actually failed in the first level, which naturally made them lose face.
If not for the fact that they wanted to reduce the pressure of competition, Shantian Wu would not have specially come to the first level to participate in the tournament, and the result was that he did not even pass the first level.
However, he had offended the Shantian Clan, and still wanted to act as if nothing had happened?
If not for the fact that this was Alchemy City, Ling Han would have already died a dozen or even a hundred times.
Ling Han crooked a finger, and said, "Come, you also want to get beaten up."
"Hahaha!" Shantian Jiu laughed loudly, but there was no humor in it. It was a complete sneer. "Do you think that I am an idiot like this younger brother of mine?"
Shantian Wu: "…"
However, the gap between the two brothers was indeed very large. One was a prodigy, and the other was relatively mediocre. One had long since advanced into the fourth severance, while the other had barely advanced into the Severing Mundane Tier, and basically had no hope of advancing further.
Thus, Shantian Jiu had enough confidence to be proud.
Ling Han wanted to make a move. Though the tournament was about to begin, suppressing this kind of trash was a matter of raising a hand. However, he had not made a move when he saw an employee run over, and said, "The tournament is about to begin, why don't you quickly come and draw lots?"
With this interruption, Ling Han also gave up on the idea of making a move, and followed the other into the arena.
"Brother!" Shantian Wu called out indignantly. This older brother not only called him an idiot, but also let Ling Han enter the arena. Were you really his older brother or not?
Yet Shantian Jiu shook his head. Though the Shantian Clan was very awesome, compared to Grandmaster Zi Cheng, they were nothing. Even if he was given 10,000 guts, he would not dare barge into the arena and act impudently.
He humphed, and said, "Go in, and it is not too late to make a move when he leaves."
Shantian Wu could only nod. In front of this domineering older brother, he had always been submissive.
The two of them also entered the arena, and began to watch.
The battles of the second day were no longer chaotic, but rather one-on-one battles. After all, 99% of the people had been eliminated yesterday, and now there were not more than 1,000 people left.
He had to use them sparingly, or else he wouldn't be able to fight enough for the remaining nine days.
After drawing lots, the contestants who had won the day before were divided into 16 regions. Only the champion of each region could advance, and they had to win two more rounds before they could enter the finals of the fourth level.
Ling Han was assigned to the second region. His first opponent was Tang Feng.
He did not know the situation of this opponent and did not take it to heart. For a person who was determined to win the final championship, it did not matter what opponents he encountered along the way. They would all be defeated by him.
The battles of all 16 districts began at the same time. Otherwise, it would be impossible to end in a single day. If it was dragged out too long, it would be tedious and boring.
Some of the battles ended very quickly because many geniuses from other forces had come to the first level, and there was no lack of king tiers among them. Naturally, the battles were settled in an instant. However, there were only Kings here and no Emperors. After all, Emperors came from at least 4-star factions and had some special privileges here. They did not need to fight on the first level.
There were also incomparably lingering battles. Both sides fought back and forth, and in this situation, a victor could not be determined even after a day.
Ling Han waited for a while, and then it was his turn.
His opponent had already ascended the stage. It was a gloomy-looking youth wearing blue clothes with a cauldron symbol embroidered on them.
"Tang Feng, the Saint Son of the Green Cauldron Sect!"
"Green Cauldron Sect! The Green Cauldron Sect from a 3-star faction!"
"Hiss, I heard that Tang Feng has the aptitude of a King Tier. He can suppress 100 experts of the same level by himself!"
"Of course! Otherwise, how could he be called a King Tier?"
This Tang Feng was in the limelight, and many people immediately recognized him. More people also paid attention to him. After all, he was a King Tier, and it was not easy for him to appear.
And in everyone's eyes, Ling Han had naturally become Tang Feng's foil, only to highlight the latter's strength.
On the stage, Shantian Jiu also revealed a smile and muttered, "I did not expect this kid's first opponent to be Tang Feng. It is impossible for him to enter the second round. Even I only have a 50-50 chance of winning against Tang Feng. "
He was definitely putting gold on his face. With his strength, if he were to face Tang Feng, there would definitely be only one word for him: defeat. Moreover, it would be a crushing defeat, or even an instant defeat.
Meanwhile, Shantian Wu appeared to be very excited, and very much anticipated the scene of Ling Han being defeated. Then, he would add insult to injury, and give Ling Han another beating, causing him to suffer both mental and physical pain.
And in yesterday's seats, Cheng Fengyun and the others sat in a row. Because everyone had bought through tickets, they were practically the same people from yesterday.
"Young Master Cheng, what do you think will happen today?" One person, perhaps on purpose, actually asked Cheng Fengyun to comment again.
All of a sudden, the gazes of the surroundings all focused on them.
Being stared at by so many people, with Cheng Fengyun's strong vanity, he was naturally too embarrassed to refuse. He thought for a moment, and said, "Though Ling Han is not weak, Tang Feng is clearly stronger!"
"You have to know that those people yesterday were just a motley crew. They only had numbers, but did not know how to work together, nor did they have any existences with astonishing individual strength."
"But today is different. Those who were able to stand out from yesterday's team battle are all capable of being called elites. And Tang Feng, you all heard him. He is the Holy Son of the Green Cauldron Sect, and a king tier of the younger generation! "
"I dare say with certainty that Tang Feng will definitely win this battle, and it will be a crushing victory at that."
If Ling Han was not taken into consideration, this deduction was still relatively reasonable. Perhaps the Holy Son that had walked out from a three-star sect could not compare to the successors of four-star forces, but the difference would not be too great.
Thus, everyone nodded repeatedly, expressing their approval of Cheng Fengyun's method.
"However, Ling Han is really very strong. Yesterday, he defeated more than sixty people with a single move. Perhaps he is also a king tier!" However, there were still people who held different opinions.
"Why don't we bet on something?" Someone deliberately fanned the flames, and asked Cheng Fengyun.
Cheng Fengyun's arrogance returned, and he said, "If Ling Han can still turn the tables in this battle, or even if he can last a full hundred moves, I will eat the chair under my butt!"
"Good!" The crowd naturally did not mind the matter getting bigger. The spectators all cheered, as if they were praising Cheng Fengyun, but in truth, they had forced him into a corner, and he could no longer turn back.
Cheng Fengyun was full of confidence. The strength of Tang Feng's abilities was definitely guaranteed, and there could not possibly be any problem with his own judgment.
Yesterday, that was because Yamada Wu and the others had been too useless!
Everyone's interest grew even stronger. Originally, the outcome of Ling Han and Tang Feng's battle had nothing to do with them at all, but now that it involved a bet, that sense of anticipation instantly exploded.
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