There weren't many participants in the Martial Arts Conference, less than two hundred. However, every one of these hundred participants had extraordinary strength. They were all top-notch geniuses in their respective regions.
Geniuses were naturally proud and arrogant.
At the very least, most of these young geniuses felt that they could enter the top ten before they met an opponent stronger than themselves.
However, reality was cruel.
In fact, there weren't many spots left for them.
This was because, even on the surface, there were already eight Martial Kings.
Moreover, there was now the seventh princess, Xia Ziling.
With her Kunsky Tiger Dragon martial soul, it shouldn't be a problem for her to obtain a spot.
This was equivalent to more than a hundred people fighting for a spot.
Of course, there would be some accidents during this period. This was because the opponents were randomly selected. There was a high chance that Martial Kings would meet each other.
If one was unlucky and picked one of the eight Martial Kings in the first round, they could only admit that they were unlucky.
… …
Ten enormous arenas were built in the middle of the Battle Arena.
After countless battles, there didn't seem to be any marks left on the arenas.
One had to know that there were many Martial Kings in the past Martial Arts Conferences. However, they couldn't even leave a mark on the arenas. This showed how sturdy the arenas were.
It was said that this Battle Arena was one of the buildings that had survived from the ancient era.
"Number one, number thirty-seven, go to arena number one and begin your battle!"
"Number thirteen, number one hundred and sixty-three, go to arena number two and begin your battle!"
"… …"
"Number thirty-eight, number one hundred and forty-two, go to arena number nine and begin your battle!"
When his number was called, Qin Yichen walked straight to arena number nine.
As soon as he stepped onto the arena, the battles in the other arenas had already started. Two of them were facing Martial Emperor Realm experts, and immediately gave up in disappointment.
Fortunately, Qin Yichen's luck wasn't bad. His first opponent was someone who had just entered the Profound Spirit Realm.
"Hehe, looks like my luck isn't bad!"
After that person sized up Qin Yichen, his face lit up with joy.
Qin Yichen was speechless. In fact, he wanted to say the same thing, but he beat him to it.
"You may begin."
A referee standing next to the ninth arena announced to the two of them in an emotionless tone.
"Watch me finish you off in one move!"
The man's aura fluctuated as he charged at Qin Yichen. His great success spirit realm cultivation made his moves look quite imposing.
However, in Qin Yichen's eyes, he was full of flaws.
"Shua!"
Qin Yichen stomped on the ground and used the Xing Character Formula to dodge his attack.
"Hmm?"
The person in front of him suddenly disappeared. That person obviously didn't react in time. Then, accompanied by a sharp pain behind him, he was directly thrown out of the arena.
"Number 142 wins!"
The referee announced the result.
Qin Yichen smiled faintly and walked off the arena.
After he walked off the arena, he saw Xia Ziling standing in the third arena.
Her opponent was also an expert nearing the peak of the great success spirit realm. However, when he saw that his opponent was the seventh princess, Xia Ziling, he couldn't help but smile wryly.
Although he'd already used all his strength, he was still defeated by Xia Ziling in one move.
In fact, Xia Ziling hadn't even used her martial soul. It was clear to see how strong she was.
At this moment, two Martial King Realm experts were facing each other in Arena Number Four.
They'd both been able to enter the top ten, but now, one of them was destined to be eliminated.
Immediately, a fierce battle broke out in the arena. Both of them brought out their true abilities and fought in full swing. Qin Yichen also observed seriously.
This was because it was possible that one of them would become his opponent.
After a few minutes, one of them finally lost due to carelessness and left the arena dejectedly.
The competition continued...
In the third round, the black-robed man finally went on stage.
Immediately, Qin Yichen turned his attention to him.
The black-robed man's opponent was one of the eight martial king realm experts, Zuo Hongyi.
Zuo Hongyi was also a character with a strong background. He was a genius nurtured by one of the top families in Twilight City. He had a certain reputation in Twilight City.
"Interesting."
The corner of Qin Yichen's mouth showed a shallow arc.
It could be said that almost everyone in the audience thought that Zuo Hongyi would win. However, Qin Yichen didn't think so.
The aura exuded by the black-robed man made him a little wary.
As soon as the battle began, Zuo Hongyi looked at the black-robed man with contempt and said mockingly, "Do you want to walk down on your own? Or do you want to be carried down horizontally? "
The black-robed man didn't speak. He stood there like a wooden man and his aura was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
He ignored Zuo Hongyi, and Zuo Hongyi also felt a little embarrassed.
"You can only blame yourself for being unlucky!"
Zuo Hongyi sneered. He turned into a shadow and rushed toward the black-robed man.
"Bang!"
The Martial King's palm landed on the black-robed man's chest. Throughout the entire process, the black-robed man didn't even try to dodge.
However, something that Zuo Hongyi and everyone else had never expected happened. After taking Zuo Hongyi's palm strike, the black-robed man was not sent flying. It was as if his feet had taken root in the ground. Zuo Hongyi's palm strike had only caused his robes to flutter slightly.
"Ah!"
The one who screamed was not the black-robed man but Zuo Hongyi.
At that moment, he was holding his palm with a horrified look on his face …
That palm could no longer be considered a palm.
A moment ago, his palm was fine. Now, it was dripping with blood as if it had been corroded by something. One could even see the white bones. It was a horrifying sight.
"Hiss!"
Suddenly, the crowd gasped. At that moment, most people started to notice the black-robed man who didn't even show his face.
The black-robed man was still standing there. It was as if Zuo Hongyi's palm didn't hurt him at all.
However, Qin Yichen could clearly sense that the black-robed man's aura was a little chaotic.
It was obvious that he wasn't as calm as he looked.
However, compared to the black-robed man, Zuo Hongyi was in a much more miserable state. Even though he was a Martial King, he couldn't bear the pain of having his bones eaten away.
If it wasn't for his cultivation, there wouldn't even be a single bone left in his hand.
Then, some black gas flowed out from the black-robed man's body and turned into two large black hands. They brought with them a nauseating stench and grabbed at Zuo Hongyi.
"Go to hell!"
Zuo Hongyi used his wind-based True Origin. Green gas filled the air and resisted the two large black hands.
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