Qin Xiao was a little surprised when he heard Zhao's sincere words, which made him change his opinion of Zhao.
From the looks of it, Chi's nature was not as brash as he had shown himself to be.
Speaking of which, Zhao was a person who was obsessed with cultivation. His strong belief was unmatched by others.
In his last life, he had stood at the height of competing with the number one on the Heaven List, but he still gave up and let himself enter the Samsara. After experiencing the last fight of nine lives, his obsession was enough to show.
The more obsessed a person was, the more likely he was to succeed.
Obsession was a mysterious force. It was a force that pushed people forward.
Although it was good that the Samsara carried the memory of the previous life, it was not necessarily better than the previous life. It was just that there was a great possibility that the Samsara would be more powerful than the previous life, but some things were unpredictable. It could even be said that there were cases where they died in the cycle of reincarnation.
If they could ensure that each reincarnation was stronger than the previous one, then the people of the Samsara Tribe would be able to pursue their own supreme Dao through nine reincarnations.
Samsara was the supreme ability that God gave to the Samsara Clan, but at the same time, there were some restrictions in it.
The more Samsara, the greater the possibility of failure.
Basically, all the Samsara Clan members would succeed in the first Samsara. Then, the probability of failure would gradually increase. By the ninth Samsara, the probability of failure would be more than 99%. The probability of success was only one in ten thousand.
Therefore, the more Samsara Clan members dared to enter the Samsara.
However, Zhao had achieved nine lives of Samsara, which was really admirable.
Zhao did not speak anymore, and Qin Xiao did not say anything either. However, Qin Xiao's hostility to Zhao had obviously lessened a lot. Maybe it was because of his character, or maybe Zhao wanted to use this opportunity to make his name known in the universe and across the Eight Wastelands.
The battles in the selection area were also carried out like fire and tea. The victors were happy, and the losers applied for the opportunity to be resurrected to participate in the competition.
In theory, everyone who could advance to the eighth round had three chances to be resurrected to participate in the competition, unless they had already used the chance to be resurrected to participate in the competition.
Therefore, winning a battle did not mean that they would advance to the next round. The losers would still have to draw opponents.
After waiting for three months, it was finally Han Zheng's turn to fight.
Coincidentally, Hong Ling and Han Zheng fought together, but they each had their own opponents.
Hong Ling's character was similar to Zhao's. There was a sense of arrogance in his bones, which made people very uncomfortable.
Hong Ling's and Han Zheng's battle platforms were right next to each other. Hong Ling's gaze wasn't on his opponent, but on Han Zheng instead. It was as if Han Zheng was his opponent for this battle. He directly ignored his opponent.
........................... I don't care what method you used to resurrect yourself and participate in the competition, but when it comes to me, it will be your nightmare. Your path to the selection will never be interrupted. "
. "I won't give you any more chances. Kid, come and die!"
With that, the young man attacked. The might of the Great Dao gushed out from his giant axe. It was like a collapsing snow mountain, surging with a torrential force.
Clearly, the young man was furious. He did not want to give Hong Ling any chance to fight back. He wanted to take Hong Ling down with a single move.
This young man's strength was quite impressive. He was probably not afraid of a Second Step Heavenly God.
His attack was domineering. His giant axe had the power to split the sky and earth. This was clearly the might of the Heaven-Splitting Way.
His Heaven-Splitting Way had already been cultivated to the fourth level. The fourth level of a high-grade Great Dao was naturally powerful.
Under his Heaven-Splitting Axe, the divine might was vast and mighty. The brilliance shocked the universe and shook the sky.
The Eight Desolates Force also surged, causing the entire fighting ring to tremble. Countless sharp lights attacked like a violent storm, causing the entire space to shatter into pieces. It was on the verge of collapse. Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox
The young man with the giant axe had a playful look on his face. He spat out two words. "Die!"
Hong Ling's arrogant face curled into a cold, evil smile. He looked like a devil.
When the young man with the giant axe arrived in front of Hong Ling, Hong Ling's snow-white, delicate hand gently reached into the void and made a grasping motion.
His hand only made a slight grasping motion, but the entire battle arena froze in an instant. Everything seemed to be fixed in place.
The young man with the giant axe was still in the air. All his movements had stopped.
The surging divine might of the giant axe was also still.
Such a scene was very strange to watch.
Many of the onlookers below the battle arena were also shocked.
Han Zheng and Hong Ling were both eliminated in the third round. They should be considered weak. Even if they were resurrected to participate in the next round, they would definitely be eliminated again. How could they win the next round?
The people here were all people who had made it to the eighth round with their own strength. There was a gap of five rounds between the third round and the eighth round. How could they win the next round? How could they advance?
However, the ability Hong Ling displayed at this moment was truly heaven-defying and shocking. It caused many people to be flabbergasted, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
"What's going on?" The young man with the giant axe, who had been full of confidence, was now horrified.
He tried hard to move his body, but he realized that he could not move at all. He was completely confined.
This feeling was really unbearable.
The wild smile on Hong Ling's face became even wider. He looked at the young man with the giant axe with a pitiful expression. "Did you just call me trash? Did you just say that you would kill me? Where did you get the confidence to say such big words? With your little strength, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me? "
"In my eyes, you are worse than trash. Do you know that?"
The young man with the giant axe almost vomited blood. However, he understood that the Hong Ling in front of him was no longer the Hong Ling who had been eliminated in the third round.
However, what he found hard to accept was that how long had it been?
How could his strength have grown to such a level?
Wasn't this too inconceivable? Just thinking about it made him feel that it was impossible.
Hong Ling did not say much to the young man with the giant axe. He just gently clenched his fist and an invisible force sent the young man flying out of the battle arena. He rolled on the ground in a sorry state and vomited blood.
Being thrown out of the battle arena meant that he had lost.
With just one move, he was thrown out of the battle arena. One could imagine how big the difference in strength was between the two of them.
The young man with the giant axe was covered in dust. At this moment, he could not say a word. He left dejectedly. Where was the pride he had just now?
After easily defeating the young man with the giant axe, Hong Ling's face did not change at all. It was as if this matter was not worth mentioning to him.
Hong Ling looked at Han Zheng again with a strong sense of provocation.
Han Zheng frowned slightly. He clearly saw how Hong Ling defeated the young man with the giant axe. He also knew that Hong Ling's strength was indeed strong.
In his heart, he had already guessed that his real opponent this time was Hong Ling. Regardless of whether it was a game between Almighties or a bet, Hong Ling was the one who had the upper hand. This was a huge opportunity for him.
He had to make good use of this opportunity.
In the face of Hong Ling's repeated provocations, Han Zheng was still as calm as still water. He was not moved. However, the pressure in his heart naturally increased by a few points.
Hong Ling's strength was there for all to see. Han Zheng did not have a trace of confidence in his heart that he could compete with Hong Ling.
However, Hong Ling's conviction was also incomparably strong. Whether it was for himself or for his senior, he must become strong. Otherwise, how could he live up to his senior's teachings?
"Boy, have you seen enough? Do you still want to fight? If you don't want to fight, just admit defeat. That will save me the trouble of fighting. If you are beaten down the battle arena by me, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing? " Han Zheng's opponent was a burly man. He had a rough aura. His face was fierce and full of killing intent. At a glance, one could tell that he was not a kind person.
In his hand, he held a weapon in the shape of a full moon scimitar. Many blood stains could be clearly seen on his weapon.
Obviously, he deliberately left those blood stains on the weapon.
Han Zheng collected his thoughts and his gaze fell on the burly young man in front of him. With a calm face, he clasped his fist and said, "Please!"
"I have been waiting for you to say this." After the burly young man roared, he charged towards Han Zheng like a giant beast that had been trapped for hundreds of millions of years. With a wild roar, he charged towards Han Zheng.
The full moon scimitar in his hand flickered with cold light. With a bloody smell, he charged towards Han Zheng at an extremely fast speed.
The burly young man's means were also very experienced. His blade momentum actually contained at least two types of Upper Grade Dao Might.
Han Zheng did not directly use his trump card of illusion. Instead, he drew his sword to meet the attack.
Han Zheng was best at the Five Elements. Originally, his Five Elements had only been cultivated to the second level. However, under the guidance of Qin Xiao, his Five Elements had now been upgraded to the third level.
A third level of Upper Grade Dao Might was naturally very powerful.
Qin Xiao had also imparted the Avalon of Five Elements to Han Zheng. Although Han Zheng had yet to reach the threshold of mastering the art, he had the knowledge of the art. In addition to Qin Xiao's careful guidance over the past three years, Han Zheng had been given a good cultivation environment. Naturally, Han Zheng's growth had been very great.
Of course, in addition to the "Avalon of Five Elements" secret technique, Qin Xiao also selected some powerful secret techniques for Han Zheng to practice. They were relatively easy to get started with, and they were all tailor-made for Han Zheng.
Qin Xiao's spoils of war were numerous. Among these spoils, there were some ordinary Dao Arts, secret techniques, and the like. There were also a lot of them. Any of them would be enough for Han Zheng to practice.
Even without the use of illusion, Han Zheng's strength had increased dozens of times compared to before.
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