Xuanhuang Island, God-Level Genius Selection Area.
The eighth round of selections had begun. After seven rounds of selections, only slightly more than three hundred thousand contestants were left.
The previous selections were all based on an elimination system.
However, there was a chance to revive and compete. At the very beginning, everyone had a chance to resurrect and participate in the competition. If they were eliminated at the very beginning, then they would have used up their chance to resurrect and participate in the competition. In other words, they would be completely eliminated and would not have another chance.
Take Han Zheng for example. He had only made it to the third round and used up all his chances to revive and compete. Naturally, he was completely eliminated.
On this basis, every four rounds, there would be an additional chance to revive and compete.
This arrangement was to prevent people from being too unlucky and to make it as fair as possible.
Of course, fairness was relative. It was not absolute. It was impossible for everything to be perfect.
More than three hundred thousand people were fighting for the last hundred outer sect disciple spots of Heavenly Court Island.
However, for many contestants, what they desired more was to be chosen by an almighty and be directly taken in as a personal disciple.
If they could have such luck, they would soar to the heavens.
Moreover, the almighties who took in disciples on Heavenly Court Island were all top almighties in the universe. Being taken in as a disciple by one of these almighties was no less beneficial than being directly taken in as an official disciple on Heavenly Court Island.
It was precisely because of this that the Heavenly Court Selection, which was only held once every hundred million years, was so sought after by countless geniuses. Even geniuses from other dominions would come to participate.
After each round, there would be a few years of rest. The eighth round of the competition was about to begin.
More than three hundred thousand geniuses who had made it to the eighth round of the competition arrived at the selection area early in the morning with an extremely high fighting spirit, waiting for the next round of battles to begin.
Those who could make it to the eighth round and fight their way here were obviously geniuses who could look down on their peers.
These geniuses were all in high spirits. Most of them stood alone at one side, waiting for their battle to arrive. Some of them even sat cross-legged at one side, closing their eyes to rest. There were even some who took advantage of this waiting time to begin their training. They were extremely hardworking.
There were also some who sat in groups of twos and threes, chatting and laughing.
However, in the crowd, there were a few people who were being praised like the moon by Lone Star. There were three candidates for the championship.
Where they stood, no one else dared to step within a radius of a thousand feet. They sat there calmly, but they were imposing without being angry. The aura of a young king spread out.
These three people were the publicly recognized candidates for the championship. First place would definitely be born among the three of them.
Their brilliance far surpassed that of the others.
If he could get into the top three of the selection, he would have a high chance of being taken in as a disciple by a powerful being. If he was lucky enough, it would be a great thing.
Han Zheng walked into the selection area with firm steps. This was the third time he had walked into the selection area. He did not expect that after being eliminated, he would have the chance to revive and participate in the competition.
This time, he had come prepared, and he walked over with some confidence.
"Hmm?"
Han Zheng's appearance quickly attracted the attention of others. Although there were many contestants participating in the competition, as a deity, they naturally had the most basic ability to remember everything they saw.
Therefore, they would remember clearly who was eliminated and who was not.
"Wasn't this guy eliminated in the third round? Why is he still here? What's going on? How is he qualified to enter the selection area? "
"Yeah, I remember very clearly too. I even defeated him once. He was clearly eliminated. Why would he dare to enter the selection area?"
"He doesn't have a token. How did he get in?"
"Could it be that this kid has some connections? But the Heavenly Court selection is not a place to rely on connections, right? Strength is real. Without strength, it's useless no matter how many chances you are given. "
"Yeah, what's going on? Why haven't I heard of a situation where someone can revive after jumping a few rounds? Didn't his chance to revive was used in the third round? "
Everyone was also talking about it and started a heated discussion. Hearing these heated voices, Han Zheng's face remained calm and did not pay much attention to these words.
This opportunity was his luck.
It was useless for him to say anything now. It was also pale and powerless. The best way to prove himself was to use his strength to speak. As long as he had enough strength to prove himself, everyone would naturally shut up.
If he did not have strength, he could not do anything about it no matter what others said about him.
Everything depended on strength.
"Hey, there's another one. Wasn't that one also eliminated in the third round?"
"Yeah, what's going on today? Why are there two people who were eliminated in the third round revived in the eighth round and continued to participate in the competition? Then wouldn't the rules of the selection be useless? "
Han Zheng's gaze also looked over and landed on a young man in a fiery red robe. He recognized this young man. Although they had not fought before, he remembered that the other party was eliminated in the third round like him. Now, just like him, he was revived in the eighth round to participate in the competition.
The young man in the fiery red robe looked at Han Zheng with a fiery and sharp gaze with a strong sense of aggression. From afar, Han Zheng felt a strong sense of hostility.
The other party was actually so hostile towards him?
Han Zheng did not have any dealings with this young man in the fiery red robe. There was no enmity between them. Why was the other party so hostile towards him?
Han Zheng could not help but frown slightly. Thinking about it carefully, this matter seemed to be filled with many strange situations.
Was this just a coincidence?
No, no, it could not be just a coincidence.
The young man in the fiery red robe was also eliminated in the third round like him. He was also chosen by an almighty to be secretly trained and then revived to participate in the competition. The young man in the fiery red robe was very hostile towards him, as if they had an irreconcilable hatred.
Such a situation, combined with the doubts in Han Zheng's heart, a bold idea emerged in Han Zheng's mind.
"Could it be that the Almighty Senior and another Almighty Senior are making a bet? Two of the people who were eliminated in the third round will be chosen, and then they will be revived to compete?"
Han Zheng had almost guessed it, but there were some details that Han Zheng could not guess.
However, Han Zheng had already guessed the general meaning.
If this was the case, then everything could be explained. Everything had a reasonable explanation.
However, Han Zheng did not feel like he was a chess piece. No matter what, he was still very grateful to the senior who gave him the opportunity to be revived to participate in the competition, taught him, and allowed him to cultivate the illusion technique. Compared to before he was eliminated, his strength had increased by more than ten times.
Such a huge improvement indeed made Han Zheng extremely grateful to Qin Xiao.
This made Han Zheng's fighting spirit even stronger. He clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.
No matter what, he could not let the senior down. He could not let the senior down. Even if he was a chess piece, he had to play the role of a chess piece well.
No matter what, this was also a huge opportunity for him.
If he could grasp this opportunity, then his life would obviously change, and his fate would change as a result.
"Hey, boy, why did you come to participate in the competition again?" A soft voice exploded in Han Zheng's head like a clap of thunder.
This voice was obviously directed at Han Zheng. Han Zheng's thoughts retracted and fell on the teenager in front of him.
The teenager in front of him had an unruly look on his face. At a glance, one could tell that he was an arrogant person. He looked at Han Zheng's expression and was very unhappy. Those wolf-like and tiger-like eyes were also extremely aggressive, making people feel very uncomfortable.
That domineering tone was more like a provocation.
Han Zheng remembered the person in front of him and knew that he was a character with a lot of experience. If it was the Han Zheng of the past, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand one hand of this person.
However, the Han Zheng now was no longer the ignorant person he used to be. He had a whole new level of respect and had completely transformed.
"Why can't I participate in the competition?" Although he was unhappy, Han Zheng did not flare up. Instead, he calmly said.
The teenager sneered and his tone was full of sarcasm: "Hmph, a weakling who was eliminated in the third round actually dares to be so thick-skinned to resurrect and participate in the competition? I don't care what kind of connections you used. I don't care how you got the right to resurrect and participate in the competition. I just want to tell you that trash like you really doesn't deserve to be here. "
"If you participate in the competition, it will only be a big joke. Any one of us here can easily crush you with one hand. Don't you think you are ridiculous? "
Ridiculous?
Han Zheng resisted the urge to flare up. There was no need to do so now.
Everything still depended on strength. He would be able to prove himself very soon. Therefore, there was no need to cause trouble now.
Han Zheng waved the competition token in his hand and said: "There is a powerhouse who wants me to resurrect and participate in the competition. Do you have a problem with that?"
It was considered a counterattack.
Seeing the competition token in Han Zheng's hand and hearing Han Zheng's sarcastic retort, the teenager was even more furious. He glared at Han Zheng fiercely and even took a few steps forward.
The sharpness of his whole body was fully displayed. It turned into a terrifying sword aura that surged towards Han Zheng.
However, Han Zheng did not show any signs of weakness. He still stood there without moving. He was as steady as Mount Tai. He was not frightened by the teenager's powerful aura.
His expression did not change, but his voice became colder as he said: "What? Do you want to make a move now? If you are not afraid of being punished, then go ahead. I did not provoke you. Why are you bullying me? "
"Hmph, using the rules to suppress me? I think you are just a coward. Why would I bully you? I just don't like you. I just think you are easy to bully. What? Can't I? Do you have a problem with that? If you are not convinced, then you can come and bite me. " The teenager snorted coldly. He still had a savage look on his face. He did not put Han Zheng in his eyes at all.
There were many people who were so unruly.
Han Zheng was too lazy to speak. He used silence in place of a reply.
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