Rumble!
Accompanied by a deep rumble, a square martial stage suddenly appeared on the ground in the central region of the Virtual Spirits Realm.
The martial stage was a thousand meters long and wide. It was made of Mysterious Steel Stone and looked very majestic.
Kui Xu Zi landed in the center of the martial stage and waved his hand at the void.
A dazzling formation immediately appeared in the void above him. After the array flashed a dazzling light, a number appeared on it, flickering between 1 to 20.
After a brief flicker, the numbers finally stabilized. They were 3 and 8.
"The first match of the preliminary round, team three versus team eight." Kui Xu Zi looked at the fixed number, then turned around and announced to the crowd.
"Which team are we in?" Su Jin turned around and looked at Lin Yun and asked curiously.
Chu Haoyu said, "It's written on the ticket. Take it out and have a look."
"I saw it long ago. It's team three," Lin Yun said indifferently and took out the ticket.
Chu Haoyu and Su Jin took a closer look and saw that it was indeed written as team three.
"What? We're in the first match? "Guo Haoyue was stunned. Obviously, she wasn't prepared.
While Guo Haoyue was speaking, Lin Yun had already ascended the martial stage.
Seeing Lin Yun of the first-grade King Wu ascending the martial stage, the crowd sighed. Many of them even mocked him.
"Which sect is this? How dare they send such trash here! "
"A mere first-grade Martial Ancestor actually has the cheek to go up the martial stage. Aren't they ashamed?"
"Their opponents are so lucky to encounter such a trashy team. They'll definitely make it to the semi-finals."
"Sigh, why can't I be so lucky to encounter such a trashy team?"
Su Jin, Chu Haoyu, He Muyun, Guo Haoyue and the others sneered in their hearts when they heard the unbridled mockery.
Others might not know how terrifying Lin Yun was, but they knew it very well. With Lin Yun's terrifying strength, if he were to encounter an average team, even if they all just watched and did not make a move, Lin Yun alone would be able to easily deal with them.
"Let's go up the stage." Su Jin said to the three people behind her. Then, she gracefully jumped onto the stage.
The three of them looked at each other, nodded at each other, and then ascended the martial stage.
"Two Martial Lord s of the seventh level and two Martial Lord s of the sixth level. This kind of team is already considered inferior. If another Level 7 Martial Ancestor came, he might still be able to save them. But it just had to be a Level One Martial Ancestor. This directly caused the team to be at the bottom! "
"I don't think it's possible to find a team weaker than this one here, right?"
"Basically, there's no team that's worse than this. Even the weakest one is still a Level 5 Martial Ancestor. A Level One Wu Zong is unheard of! "
Lin Yun stood expressionlessly on the martial stage and did not respond to the ridicule from the crowd.
On the other hand, Chu Hao Yu, He Mu Yun and the others could not take it anymore. It was one thing for these fellows to ridicule Lin Yun, but they even dragged them along to ridicule him.
When they heard words like "this team is at the bottom", "there's no team that's worse than this" and so on, they felt extremely unhappy. They wished that Lin Yun could immediately display his strength and shut their mouths.
Amidst the ridicule from the crowd, the eighth group that was opposing Lin Yun and the others also went up the stage.
What the crowd did not expect was that it was one thing for the team in front to be terrible, but they did not expect that the team behind them would not be any better.
Amongst the members of this team, there was a Level 7 Martial Lord, three Level 6 Martial Lord and one Level 5 Martial Lord.
A Level 7 Martial Lord and three Level 6 Martial Lord. Originally, this team's lineup was inferior to the team in front. However, it was because there was a Level One Martial Lord who was dragging them down that the average strength of the entire team was pulled down, allowing this team to win slightly.
"I'm afraid the strength of these two teams are the worst in this year's Martial Competition."
"I took a closer look just now. Indeed, I can't find any teams that are weaker than these two teams."
"The eighth team's luck is really good. With their strength, they should have been eliminated in the preliminary round. However, they just had to run into some dog shit luck and meet the third team that's even worse than them."
"To be able to enter the semi-finals just like that, this is luck!"
… ….
After a series of intense discussions, the scene finally quietened down, and the atmosphere gradually became tense and oppressive.
On the Martial Stage, which was a thousand meters long and wide, the members of the two teams stood opposite each other, looking at each other from afar.
Kui Xu Zi asked the members of the two teams, "Are you all ready?"
"Ready." Both sides replied at the same time.
"Since that's the case, let the competition begin!" Kui Xu Zi waved his hand, and four barriers formed at the edge of the Martial Stage, completely surrounding the Martial Stage, isolating it from the outside space.
The Heavenly Law set by Emperor Wu was perfectly blocked by the four barriers, and the Martial Stage was no longer affected by the Heavenly Law.
This also meant that from now on, even if they killed someone on the Martial Stage, they would not be punished by the Heavenly Law.
The leader of the other side, a Level Seven Martial Lord, took a step forward and said to Chu Haoyu, "Originally, we wouldn't be able to defeat you, but you have a fellow who is dragging you down. This is equivalent to having one less person. You have no chance of winning against five against four, so I advise you to give up. "
Hearing that, Chu Haoyu sneered, then turned his head and said to Lin Yun, "He's looking down on you. Quickly bring out your strength and broaden their horizons."
"Such a weak opponent is not worthy of me personally taking action. I'll leave it to you guys to deal with." Said Lin Yun expressionlessly. After that, he turned around and walked to the edge of the Martial Stage. He sat down cross-legged and didn't even look at his opponents.
Chu Haoyu, He Muyun and Guo Haoyue were instantly dumbfounded. They were still hoping that Lin Yun would lead them to victory, but they didn't expect that Lin Yun would actually not take action. This made it difficult for them to fight.
Sighs could be heard from below the Martial Stage. Everyone scoffed at Lin Yun's actions.
As for the five opponents on the Martial Stage, they all held their stomachs and laughed out loud. They also began to ridicule Lin Yun unscrupulously.
"Useless trash, your strength is too weak to participate in the battle. You actually dare to say that we are weak and not worthy of him personally taking action. Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"
"A mere Level One Martial Lord dares to say such arrogant words? Your acting is quite good, I almost believed you! "
"Forget it, let's ignore him and let him watch the battle. Even if he participates in the battle, it won't pose any threat to us. As long as we kill his four teammates, we will be able to win this match and enter the semi-finals." The leader of the Level Seven Martial Lord said to his four teammates.
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