Lang Ping and Xue Chi were both in the late stage of the Prominent Divine Realm. Moreover, the two of them didn't seem to have placed their hopes on the divine might of the Saint Physique and relied on the Saint Physique to determine victory. Instead, they went straight for the celestial techniques and secret treasures.
As soon as the battle began, the first thing the two did was not to charge at each other and gain the upper hand. Instead, they both retreated and took out their own secret treasures. Lang Ping's secret treasure rolled up a black wind that covered the sky and the sun. Those who were hit by the black wind felt dizzy. Its power was somewhat similar to Wu Sui's Soul Dispersing Divine Wind, but its effect was obviously weaker. Its interference ability was better than actual combat.
On the other hand, Xue Chi took out his Dharma treasure and made an icy rain fall within a few hundred meters. The icy rain was bone-chilling, and those who were hit by it were frozen to the bone. Lang Ping had no choice but to take out his True Essence to defend himself.
Tsing Hui found it inconceivable to see such a fierce battle.
After a while, he said to Wang Que, "Why don't Lang Ping and Xue Chi take out their Saint Physique and fight with all their might? Why do they need to use their Dharma treasures and immortal techniques to fight? This kind of battle method might have a miraculous effect if they are caught off guard, but isn't it more enjoyable to fight using their Battle Physique? "
"Saint Physique?"
Wang Que was slightly startled. "If they directly take out their Saint Physique, what if they can't win this battle in a short time? Won't they be severely exhausted? How will they deal with the rest of the battle?"
"Aren't there 50 rounds? After 50 rounds, it will take at least half a day. Even if they are exhausted, as long as they don't completely exhaust their True Qi, they will be able to recover. "
"Once they take out their Saint Physique, how much True Qi will they have left after the battle?"
Wang Que couldn't help but laugh.
After hearing Wang Que's words, Tsing Hui remembered that he was overthinking.
The reason why the Prominent Divine Stage Grand Elders didn't use their Saint Physique so easily was that it was difficult to recover. Tsing Hui had the Rank 6 recovery ability. Once his True Qi was completely exhausted, he would need two to three days to recover to his peak state. Even if he took out his Saint Physique and fought for five to six breaths, he would need half a day to recover completely, let alone those who weren't Sons of Chaos who had zero recovery ability.
In the field, the battle between the two continued.
Lang Ping and Xue Chi exchanged blows back and forth. Their immortal arts and magic treasures displayed their prowess, but in the end, Xue Chi was still slightly superior. After being hit by the bone-piercing icy rain, Lang Ping's movements became more and more sluggish, and his body trembled incessantly. After this battle lasted for almost an hour, Lang Ping suddenly …
He admitted defeat.
Not bad.
It wasn't a battle of life and death, but …
He admitted defeat.
Looking at Lang Ping, who bowed to Xue Chi and left the platform, Tsing Hui turned to Lang Ping in shock. "He didn't even try his best, and he admitted defeat just like that?"
"Victory and defeat have been decided. Xue Chi is one step ahead. Lang Ping is unwilling to let this go and embarrass himself, so he should admit defeat."
Wang Que looked as if it was only natural.
"He lost this battle. How will he face the Wanhua Sect?"
"Elder Dong Yang, what do you mean? What does losing have to do with facing the Wanhua Sect? "
Wang Que was slightly taken aback. Then, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly said, "Although he lost the battle, he can enter the Losers Group and continue to fight his way to victory. After all, although the Losers Group only has three spots, at least he won't have to face the six supreme sects' seeded contestants. Instead of wasting his vitality by losing to the six supreme sects' seeded contestants, he might as well conserve his strength and stand out in the Losers Group. His method is also a tactic to preserve his vitality. In the past, there were many sects with lower chances of winning the Losers Group that used this tactic."
Tsing Hui opened his mouth, but what else could he say?
The atmosphere of the Fortune Mainland was a little …
A little too harmonious.
It was indeed worthy of being a peaceful world that had not experienced any war for three thousand years.
People with a strong desire to win like Ling Xi were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
The battles continued, and the prodigies that represented their respective sects and clans continued to fight on the arena one after another. If these prodigies believed that they were inferior to someone else, they would often admit defeat willingly. Even if their strength was similar, they actually never fought to the death. Qing Xu had watched eighteen battles along the way, and there were actually only eight battles where both sides had used the power of the saint's body.
Of course, there were also four battles where both sides went all out, and in the end, both sides suffered heavy losses. But compared to the total eighteen battles, this number was less than a quarter.
If such a thing happened in the Eastern Wilderness, it was almost unimaginable. There would definitely be people who would secretly take action long ago. They would use all kinds of methods to harm their competitors and wear down their opponents' fighting spirit. They would use all kinds of sinister tricks.
Compared to the Heaven Wasteland World, the people of the Fortune Mainland were simply modest gentlemen.
At this moment, Tsing Hui even faintly understood why he could easily gain the trust of the Purple Firmament Palace and Burning Sky Sect.
His talent was one thing, and the contribution of the Great Sun Golden Crow Technique was another. Most importantly, the general atmosphere of the Fortune Mainland was like this. Everyone cared about their reputation, and the atmosphere of scheming was far from being comparable to the Heaven Wasteland World and Eastern Wasteland World.
"Buzz buzz."
Just as Tsing Hui did not know whether to praise or belittle the general atmosphere of the Fortune Mainland, the token in his hand vibrated slightly.
Not long after, a figure landed in the center of the stage. "Qihuang Sect's Miao Daozi, I wonder which Fellow Daoist would like to exchange pointers with me?"
Tsing Hui immediately stood up.
Wang Que hurriedly said, "This Miao Daozi is a person who specializes in entanglement. His immortal technique is called Spring Wind Rain, and it is most proficient in healing injuries and restoring true essence. Elder Dong Yang must not fall into a state of anxiety when fighting with him. It is best to end the battle quickly and secure victory."
Tsing Hui nodded. This was also his idea.
"Burning Sky Sect's Dong Yang, please."
Tsing Hui gestured to Miao Daozi in front of him with his hand.
"Since the two of you are ready, then I will announce the start of the battle."
The Transcendent Realm expert in charge of the referee immediately appeared and announced.
The moment this Transcendent Realm expert gave the order, Tsing Hui's aura suddenly erupted. In an instant, a terrifying and vast blazing pressure swept through the void. The phantom of a divine beast suddenly appeared behind Tsing Hui, stirring up boundless power. Almost everyone's expression changed drastically.
Then, before Miao Daozi could react, and before the crowd could see clearly what kind of saint physique Tsing Hui had manifested, Miao Daozi was sent flying while vomiting blood. Like a meteor, Miao Daozi crashed into the ground and fainted.
"Swoosh!"
His aura was restrained.
The powerful pressure that filled the entire fighting ring with a radius of more than ten kilometers was quickly restrained by Tsing Hui's Genuine Qi. Tsing Hui once again returned to his calm appearance when he stepped onto the platform. He slightly cupped his hands to the unconscious Miao Daozi and said, "Thank you for letting me win."
After that, his figure flashed and he returned to the Burning Sky Sect.
Such a straightforward battle stunned the Transcendent Realm expert in charge of the referee. It took him a while to react and announce Tsing Hui's victory.
Following his announcement, there was an uproar in the crowd.
"What's going on? Just now, I seemed to have felt a terrifying aura from Brother Dong Yang of the Burning Sky Sect. The aura was so strong that it made me tremble with fear."
"Humph! Before Brother Miao Daozi was ready, he suddenly attacked. It was like a sneak attack. He's really inhumane! "
"Brother Dong Yang's sudden sneak attack was indeed a bit overboard, but he did it after the referee announced the start of the match, so it's not against the rules. We have to be more careful when we face him in the future. Moreover, Brother Miao Daozi is good at entangling and delaying. Brother Dong Yang took advantage of Brother Miao Daozi's immortal technique to use all his strength to win the match. His method is not glorious, but his tactical thinking is undoubtedly correct."
All kinds of discussions were constantly heard in the crowd.
There were people who felt that Qing Xu's battle tactics were impressive, while there were people who felt that Qing Xu was lacking in manners and manners, or that he was a despicable ambusher. As for the powerful aura that Qing Xu had displayed when he manifested the Golden Crow Battle Form earlier, no one paid any more attention to it very soon.
Although these people did not pay attention to it, the Transcendent Realm experts and even the Never-Ending Realm experts of the six supreme sects were looking at Tsing Hui curiously.
"Interesting. It seems that the Burning Sky Sect has produced an extraordinary talent this time."
"What Burning Sky Sect? I think it's the Purple Cloud Palace. Dong Yang is most likely a genius disciple that the Purple Cloud Palace has been secretly cultivating. They just used the Burning Sky Sect to push him out. Just wait and see. The Purple Cloud Palace will definitely take him in after the Fortune Creation Grand Banquet."
"The power of Dongyang's battle constitution isn't simple. Although he immediately withdrew his Divine Body, I'm afraid that it's not a divine-grade battle constitution, but a divine-grade Golden Crow Battle Constitution."
An Ancestral Patriarch of the Taishi Sect said as he looked at the Great Sun Divine Palace.
The Palace Master of the Great Sun Divine Palace, Xing Ji, looked at Tsing Hui and nodded slightly. "Such a good seedling who has cultivated the Golden Crow Divine Body shouldn't be wasted in the Purple Cloud Palace. Brother Xiang Jun, why don't you give him to the Great Sun Divine Palace?"
Xiang Jun was a Grand Elder sent by the Purple Cloud Palace headquarters on the Sky Pillar Mountain. He was a peak Never-Ending Realm expert. When he heard Xing Ji, the Palace Master of the Great Sun Divine Palace, he laughed and said, "I don't know what the Palace Master is talking about. Dong Yang is a member of the Burning Sky Sect. How can he be related to the Purple Cloud Palace?"
Apparently, he was trying to smooth things over.
Xing Ji smiled and did not take it seriously.
If he had cultivated such an excellent genius disciple, he would not have let others poach him so easily.
What a pity …
He was a good seedling who cultivated the Golden Crow Bloodline.
The battles continued. The first round took more than half a day to end. Half of the hundred sects were eliminated, leaving only fifty.
As the first round came to an end, the second round began.
Moreover, in the third round, Qing Xu's medallion had already begun to vibrate again. Clearly, it was his turn.
As he stood up, a figure whizzed over from the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace like a stream of light. The aura of a True Energy Realm expert emanated from his body without reservation. "I am Gouchen from the Purple Cloud Palace. Greetings, everyone. I wonder which of you would like to fight me?"
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