Once the number of people in the central square increased, the discussions became lively. Everyone was discussing who would be the champion of the competition. Most of them were optimistic about Xiao Rufeng. After all, he had obtained first place for four years in a row. Now that he was a rank six spirit formation cultivator, it was reasonable for him to obtain first place again.
Other than Xiao Rufeng's odds of 1: 1, the other disciples' odds were on the high side. Qin Tian's odds were even higher, 1: 8. No one was optimistic about him.
Qin Tian did not care about any of this and quietly waited for the competition to begin.
After a while, the patriarch of the Zhao clan, Zhao Wudi, coughed and walked to the stage to announce the start of the competition. As the number one clan in Qinghe city, only he had the right to announce the start of the competition. This made the patriarchs of the other clans unhappy.
The competition was a random system. Whoever was drawn would be the one to fight.
More than fifty clans, three representatives from each clan, amounting to more than one hundred and sixty people.
However, it was an elimination system. After a few rounds, there were only a few left.
At the start of the competition, the drums at the side of the stage rumbled, causing the blood of the spectators to boil and their fighting spirit to soar … …
More than eighty disciples walked up the stage and took out a small piece of paper from a huge box. They then stood there without moving. The referee elder walked up and announced the names of their opponents.
When the competition began, the huge stage was divided into ten different areas. This was to save time and quickly eliminate the first batch of participants. After three rounds of demerits, the large area would be emptied.
Those who were able to pass through three rounds would not be below the spirit formation realm. Naturally, they could not compete in such a small area.
Ten participants went up. Qin Tian was in the second batch.
There wasn't much suspense in the series of battles. Some of the disciples in the Martial Warrior Realm were quickly eliminated.
"Next, Yang Shen against Qin Tian."
The referee announced the dismissal. Qin Tian walked up and looked at the rank one spirit formation Yang Shen with an indifferent smile.
"Qin Tian, I'm sorry."
Yang Shen said coldly. At the same time, his Qigong surged out and an invisible pressure was released. He took out the broadsword on his back and rushed towards Qin Tian … …
Encountering a spirit formation realm contestant right off the bat, Qin Tian really did not know if his luck was good or good. Two-thirds of the contestants were in the Martial Disciple realm. Encountering a spirit formation cultivator right off the bat, Qin Tian could not help but laugh, "It should be me who let you down."
He didn't release any energy arts, nor did he release any pressure. He was calm, as if he didn't exist ….
However, just as Yang Shen rushed over and the broadsword was about to cut him, his fists suddenly moved. This time, he still did not use any Qigong, but the speed of the fists was fierce and fierce, so fast that Yang Shen did not have time to react. Before the broadsword fell, he only felt a burning pain in his chest.
Then, there was a "bang" sound.
His entire body was sent flying more than forty feet away, and he fell heavily on the ground, unable to move.
Qin Tian stood there, unmoving like a mountain.
It was as if nothing had happened.
The noisy crowd quietened down as they stared at Qin Tian in shock. He had defeated a spirit formation realm contestant in one move. Furthermore, he did not use Qigong, but pure strength. An ordinary punch actually contained such a huge amount of power.
Most importantly, Qin Tian's aura was like clear water, without any waves.
After a long time, the judge announced, "Qin Tian wins, advancing to the next round."
The square, which had originally quietened down, exploded into a heated discussion.
"Ending the battle in one move, isn't he a little too strong?"
"Yang Shen, that brat is a spirit formation realm cultivator, and his strength isn't low. Who would have thought that he would be defeated by Qin Tian in one move."
"Five years ago, he was Qinghe city's number one genius. After being a waste for five years, could it be that he wants to regain his title?"
… …
Qin Tian walked down the stage amidst the discussions. He realized that a few pairs of eyes were staring at him, filled with killing intent. However, he was still as calm as a mountain, and no ripples could be seen on his face.
This punch was to establish his might, and the next would be like a hot knife through butter.
Xiao Rufeng, I hope nothing happens to you.
When Qin Tian returned to his seat, the Qin clan's disciples became excited. Qin Tian had won, and they felt that their faces had gained a lot of color. Their chests straightened up a little. For four years, they had been at the bottom of the four great clans, and this year, they could finally hold their heads up high.
"Not bad, not bad. To be able to defeat a spirit formation realm cultivator with a simple punch, your punch has already reached the level of a grandmaster." Qin Zhantian smiled until his eyes narrowed. Looking at Qin Tian's indifferent expression, his confidence in getting first place increased.
In contrast, Qin Kuang and Qin Xiangtian's expressions were very unnatural. When they smiled, it was a fake smile. They were extremely shocked. Just like what Qin Zhantian said, that punch had indeed reached the level of a grandmaster.
At the same time, a thought appeared in their minds, "This child cannot be left alive."
In just a few months, from a rank one warrior trash, a lowly commoner that everyone in Qinghe city could ridicule, he suddenly transformed into a rank four spirit formation cultivator. This was not as simple as being a genius.
Xiao Rufeng took more than two years to break through to rank four spirit formation, but Qin Tian used less than three months.
If this continues, it would be more and more difficult to get rid of him.
Qin Xiangtian's eyes changed dramatically. What he hoped to see now was for Xiao Rufeng to end Qin Tian's life … …
… …
"As expected, to be able to defeat the spirit formation realm Yang Shen in one punch."
Zhao Wudi's face revealed a shocked expression. He thought to himself, "To think that the Qin clan actually produced such a monstrous genius!"
"Father, last time, he was the one who beat me up." Zhao Jiannan was very unhappy and looked at Qin Tian with deep hatred … …
"Young master, don't worry. If I meet him, I will definitely not let him off." Zhao Yi said coldly.
Zhao Wudi snorted and said, "You are still not his opponent. Zhao Kong, you will definitely meet him. At that time, don't be lenient, kill him … …"
One of the disciples behind Zhao Wudi had a red light in his eyes as he smiled coldly, "Understood!"
Zhao Jiannan could not help but smile. If it was Zhao Kong, then Qin Tian would definitely die.
After being hidden for five years, his strength was extremely terrifying.
The disciple that Zhao Wudi personally taught was to get rid of other geniuses from other clans. This year, he originally wanted to get rid of Xiao Rufeng, but now, he wanted to kill Qin Tian even more.
These few days, the Qin clan had provoked them time and time again, all because of Qin Tian. Killing him was necessary to give the Qin clan a warning.
To let the people of Qinghe city know that the Zhao clan was the number one clan.
Qin Tian sat on his seat and quietly waited for the next match to begin. After half a month of bitter training, not only did he break through to rank four spirit formation, he also comprehended a lot of things during the match.
And this match was the time to test these things.
The people on the stage were just his stepping stones!
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