Eighteen huge fighting stages floated in the air.
The fighting stages were huge and black in color. They looked like they were made of a strange metal. There were runes on them and they looked heavy as if they were indestructible.
"The rules of the second round are as follows: First, I will split the 18 forces into 18 fighting stages. There will be 16 people on each stage!"
"These 16 people will take turns to fight. Everyone will fight with the other 15 people. Finally, the four people with the best results on each stage will advance to the next round!"
"Those who advance will receive 100 points. Those who don't advance will receive no points!"
"In the end, seventy-two people will advance to the next round of the eighteen fighting stages. These seventy-two people will then fight one-on-one to determine the strongest nine people. These nine people will then take turns to fight each other to determine the final ranking!"
The Grand Patriarch continued to announce.
No one was surprised. They already knew about this rule.
This was the most classic fighting stage rule and it was also the fairest.
Many forces would use this rule for the competition.
Lu Ming had seen many of these rules along the way.
The more he fought, the more points he would receive.
The 72 people who advanced to the next round would receive 100 points.
After that, they would fight one-on-one and advance to the next round. The 36 people who advanced to the next round would receive 200 points.
The 36 people who advanced to the next round would receive 300 points.
The 18 people who advanced to the next round would receive 500 points.
For a force, the more people who advanced to the next round, the more points they would receive.
Once they were in the top three, they would receive additional rewards. Hence, for a top-notch sky-pride, the points they would receive would be shocking.
"Now, I will call out the names and assign you to your fighting stages. No.1 Fighting Stage, Martial Arts University, Yao Lin."
"No.2 Fighting Stage."
"No.3 Fighting Stage, Mu Yun."
The Grand Sky Sect's Sect Master read out a list of names and assigned everyone to the 18 fighting stages.
Those whose names were called would head to the corresponding fighting stage. Lu Ming was assigned to No.3 Fighting Stage.
Soon, the assignment was completed.
Lu Ming glanced around and knew what was going on.
The 18 forces each had 16 people and they were assigned to 18 fighting stages. There were almost no repetitions.
There would only be one person from the same force on each fighting stage. This was for fairness so that everyone could give it their all.
Swish! Swish!
With a flash, a figure appeared on each of the fighting stages.
These were the elders from the various factions, and they were here to act as judges.
On the third platform was a green-haired middle-aged man.
"My name is Liu Feichuan, I'm the judge of the third platform. Next, I will arrange your battles. In this battle, there's only a winner and a loser, not a life and death battle. So if you feel that you can't win, it's best that you admit defeat as soon as possible. If you don't admit defeat and are killed or injured, you will have to bear the consequences.
Liu Feichuan shouted.
"Understood!" Lu Ming and the others replied.
"Alright, the first match, Mu Yun, Zong Fei, come up!"
Liu Feichuan shouted.
"I'm the first one?"
Lu Ming was slightly taken aback, but it didn't matter.
In any case, he had to fight with the other fifteen people. It didn't matter if it was morning or night.
He stepped out and landed on the battle stage.
On the other side, a burly young man also landed on the fighting ring. His name was Zong Fei.
Zong Fei swept his gaze over Lu Ming, revealing a hint of contempt at the corners of his mouth.
"Fifth-level Divine Lord? I advise you to admit defeat, lest you look for a beating! "
Zong Fei smiled casually as a powerful aura emanated from his body.
Sixth-level Divine Lord, one level higher than Lu Ming.
Although there was no lack of heaven's prides in this world who could jump levels to fight, he was a heaven's pride himself. Even if Lu Ming could jump levels, he couldn't surpass him.
So when he saw that Lu Ming was only a fifth-level Divine Lord, he was very relaxed.
"This sentence is what I want to say to you. If you admit defeat, you will be injured by me and affect the rest of the battle!"
Lu Ming said.
"Hehe, you're quite stubborn. I wonder if your strength is as strong as yours. Take this!"
Zong Fei shouted and stepped on the battle stage. His burly body rushed towards Lu Ming and threw a punch at Lu Ming.
"Wind God Kick!"
Lu Ming's mind stirred and he kicked out.
There were at least dozens of leg-type secret arts fused in his feet. Once it was activated, it swept towards Zong Fei like a whirlwind. The speed was shockingly fast.
Attacking later but arriving first!
Bang!
Lu Ming kicked Zong Fei in the face. Zong Fei screamed and flew backward at a speed faster than when he pounced on Lu Ming. He flew out of the fighting ring directly and fell to the square below. He landed heavily on the ground and vomited blood.
Stunned!
Zong Fei was completely dumbfounded. His head buzzed non-stop and his eyes turned white.
"Uh!"
The people on the third battle stage and some people who noticed this side were also somewhat stunned. They didn't expect that the outcome of the battle between the two was decided in an instant.
Moreover, it was a fifth-level Divine Lord who won.
"En!"
Sect Head Wang nodded his head. He wasn't surprised at Lu Ming's victory.
And the sect that Zong Fei was in had an expert snorting coldly. He took a few more glances at Lu Ming and was somewhat displeased.
The heaven's pride on the third battle stage couldn't help sizing up Lu Ming.
Some people's eyes were solemn, some had indifferent expressions, and some were disdainful.
On the other battle stages, there were also a few people paying attention to this side.
For example, Han Feng, Qi Ping, and the others.
They hated Lu Ming to the extreme. On their side, before it was their turn to fight, they noticed that Lu Ming was fighting on the third battle stage. They naturally looked over, wanting to see how Lu Ming was suppressed.
They never expected that Lu Ming would defeat his opponent in one move.
'He has some strength. No wonder he's so arrogant. But that's all. He's just a fifth-level Divine Lord after all.'
Han Feng snorted coldly in his heart.
He was even more displeased when he didn't see Lu Ming being oppressed.
Qi Ping also had the same feeling.
'There are a few people on the third battle stage who are very strong. Let's see how long this brat can be proud of himself!'
Qi Ping thought coldly in his heart.
"Mu Yun wins!"
Liu Feichuan also sized up Lu Ming a few more times before announcing Lu Ming's victory.
Lu Ming left the battle stage, and Liu Feichuan announced the next group's battle.
The competition continued.
On the third battle stage, there was only one person who attracted Lu Ming's attention.
Because this person's cultivation was even stronger, reaching the quasi-emperor realm. He was a heaven's pride from a powerful race and was invited by a force as external aid.
He easily dealt with his opponent in one move.
As for the remaining people, the highest was only a ninth-level Divine Lord. They didn't attract Lu Ming's interest.
Soon, eighteen people and nine groups finished their matches.
"Mu Yun, Chong Hu, come on stage and fight!"
Liu Feichuan called out Lu Ming's name again.
Lu Ming stepped onto the battle stage. At the same time, another youth also stepped onto the battle stage.
This was a youth wearing wings. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, his body rapidly expanded and turned into his original form, a giant bird.
No, it should be the primordial divine body.
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