The ten arenas were more or less settled. Those who initially wanted to challenge gave up on the idea after seeing the strength of the people on the arenas.
An hour later, the ten arenas were all empty. No one went up to challenge him again. Xie Yandong, who was in the middle of a moment of enlightenment, was moved away from the arena by the old man with a ruddy complexion through some great means.
At this time, on the ten battle stages, only Yan Qing, Qiong Ling'er, Samsara, Leng Yuesen, Shadow, Xu Wu with his innate spatial ability, Leng Heng with the Nine Nether Physique, and two people from the Asura Manor. Including Fenghao, there were ten people in total.
This result was enough to show the strength of the Elysium Academy.
Of course, the Poison God Manor and the Nandou Manor were also powerful. However, the Poison God Manor retreated because of Feng Hao's matter. As for the Nandou Manor, they purposely made things difficult for Feng Hao's group. None of them entered the top ten, which was why the current situation was like this.
This also showed that the strength of the supreme experts of the human race was absolutely incomparable to ordinary people. This time, if it wasn't for Xu Wu's delay, he would definitely have entered the Elysium as well.
Therefore, even if there was such a rule, the Newcomer Tournament was still a competition between the supreme forces.
However, Fenghao, who was currently standing on the arena, appeared to be a little strange. His eyes were closed as he stood on the arena, not moving at all. His entire body's aura was completely restrained, as if he had entered into a deep sleep, causing people to be unable to understand what was going on.
"Who else wants to challenge?"
The person in charge of the Asura Manor swept his gaze across the crowd. His indifferent voice echoed throughout the arena.
After three consecutive rounds, no one responded. The young geniuses standing on the square also left the arena on their own.
Therefore, at this time, there were only ten people left on the arena in the square.
"Since there are no more challengers, then I announce that the Top 100 Competition has ended. We will now enter the finals of the Newcomer Tournament."
As he finished speaking, he took a few steps back. The person in charge of the Mortal Emperor Manor, the elder, stepped forward and read out the information of the ten people.
"Feng Hao, Mortal Emperor Manor …"
"Yan Qing, Mortal Emperor Manor …"
"Joan Of Arc, Mortal Emperor Manor …"
"…"
One by one, the names were read out, and their origins were indicated, causing a commotion in the crowd.
"The Mortal Emperor Manor actually has the most people in the top ten, comparable to the Asura Manor …"
"What a surprise. I thought the Nandou Prefecture would replace the Renhuang Residence …"
"This time, the Nandou Prefecture has suffered a double loss. After using up a drop of Divine Blood, how many drops will there be left?"
"I'm afraid the Nandou Prefecture is going downhill …"
In the distance, some people in the crowd sighed and discussed spiritedly.
However, no one felt that there was anything wrong with it. Whether it was Feng Hao, Yan Qing with the Heavenly Thunder Body, or Joan Of Arc with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Spirit Body, they were all absolutely powerful. It was not a surprise that they could get into the top 10. On the contrary, everyone felt that it was a matter of course.
If it wasn't for the emergence of so many experts this time, Xie Yandong with the Fire God Physique would definitely be in the top ten. In addition, Xie Yandong from Longyue Pass was also a strong general. If he was in the previous Newcomer Competitions, he could even compete for the top three.
However, even if they were eliminated, their strength was remembered by everyone. No one dared to underestimate them. It was believed that they would become the pillars of the prefecture in the future.
"The Mortal Emperor Manor has both strong and benevolent people. It is not inferior to the Golden Age of Illusory Martial Arts. It is a blessing for the Human Race."
Some of the older generation were sighing with emotion, and there were faint tears in their muddy old eyes.
The Human Race was still a weak race on the Hundred Races Continent. Outside, anyone would scoff at the mention of the Human Race.
Who would feel good about it?
They didn't care who entered the Sagely Heaven Academy, but they hoped that there would be true experts to support them. Only then could the Human Race be respected by others when they went out.
At this time, they saw hope for the rise of the Human Race from the top ten.
The foreign races hidden in the crowd were deeply worried, and their eyes were filled with worry.
The strength of the Human Race wasn't a good thing for them.
"These ten people have entered the top ten of the Grand Competition."
As the voice faded, the ten arenas dissipated and condensed into one arena. The ten people landed on the square and stood at different places.
The strange thing was that Fenghao still didn't move. He stood there as if he had been petrified. He still didn't move.
"Uncle … Father is so awesome."
Little Qingmeng, who was being carried by Liu Canyan, waved her hands and shouted excitedly.
Qing Wu, who was beside her, revealed a complicated expression.
Could she accept a husband who already had three wives?
She felt a tightness in her chest and a little uncomfortable. However, looking at Little Qingmeng, she couldn't bear to leave.
She could choose not to have a husband, but Little Qingmeng couldn't live without a father.
In the Poison God Residence, Little Qingmeng's sleep talk and questions every night made her unable to answer.
Who was her father?
"Sister Qing Wu."
Wan Xin seemed to have seen through her thoughts and walked over. Under her confused gaze, she said directly, "Sister Qing Wu thinks that Brother Hao is a playboy, right?"
Hearing this, Qing Wu's gaze was a little evasive, which made Wan Xin sigh in her heart.
In fact, the one who felt the most wronged should be her. She and Feng Hao knew each other and were originally childhood sweethearts. However, because of the changes later on, there was the addition of Joan Of Arc, who had a child relationship with Feng Hao …
"Brother Hao isn't the kind of person you think he is …"
Looking at the figure on the square, Wan Xin's eyes revealed heartache and sweetness.
Fenghao was definitely a good husband. He could take responsibility. He had always been working hard to create a happy family. He chose to bear everything alone. No matter how hard it was, no matter how tiring it was, he never complained.
"Sister Qing Wu, in short, don't think about leaving Brother Hao, okay? I believe that if you recover your memory, you will definitely not leave Brother Hao."
She looked at Qing Wu with some pleading eyes.
In Qing Wu's eyes, she saw all kinds of contradictions and emotions. She was afraid that Qing Wu would quietly leave Feng Hao. At that time, Feng Hao would definitely fall into a state of madness.
"Okay."
Looking at the sincerity and pleading in her eyes, Qing Wu nodded after a long time. She had made up her mind that if she recovered her memory and found that the relationship between them was not deep, she would still choose to leave at that time.
But now, she also knew that if the Heart-devouring Poison was not removed, then her previous memory would completely disappear.
"Thank you, Sister Qing Wu."
Wan Xin held her hands, some tears flashing in her eyes.
She really didn't want to see her Brother Hao so haggard.
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