Chapter 1092
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Behind the golden door was another passageway that wasn't short. Long Bufan shuttled through the passageway for a few minutes before a ray of light shot towards him from the end of his line of sight.
Immediately, Long Bufan sped up and walked into the passageway.
As his line of sight changed, what appeared in front of him was a giant stone platform that was twice as wide as the previous martial arts platform.
At the edge of the stone stage, there were huge stone pillars that spread across the entire stone stage. From the outside, it looked like a cage.
"I feel like this waiting area is like a battle between trapped beasts." Long Bufan looked around, rubbed his nose, and laughed at himself.
His figure flashed and appeared in the middle of the square.
But the strange thing was that there was no one on the stone stage other than him.
Long Bufan's gaze turned towards the golden door that led to the north. However, behind the opened door, there was only darkness and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"My opponent for this round hasn't advanced yet?"
Long Bufan muttered to himself with a puzzled look on his face. He knew that according to the rules of the Hundred Sect Battle Stage, there would be another person like him who would be able to advance to this stage after defeating another person.
Long Bufan quietly stood in the middle of the square. While waiting in boredom, he simply took out a dirt grade golden tobacco pipe from his storage bag. After stuffing it with tobacco, a wisp of flame danced on his fingertip as he lit it up.
Long Bufan sat cross-legged on the ground as he puffed out smoke. He seemed to be leisurely waiting for his opponent to appear.
While waiting, Long Bufan appeared to be somewhat relaxed. However, his aura did not relax in the slightest.
Even though he did not know who his opponent would be in this round, he was extremely clear in his heart that the elimination rate of the final hundred geniuses was extremely cruel. Most of the weaker sect disciples would definitely be eliminated in the first round of matches, and the rankings after the fiftieth place would be set.
As for those who were able to smoothly pass the first round and enter the second round of the duel, they were definitely the stronger ones.
It was even to the extent that if it was possible, Long Bufan felt that he would encounter a few geniuses that were most likely to seize the championship. For example, the Ninth Hell Devil Sect's Mo Ming, the Origin School Sect's Liu Yunluo, and the young woman from the Phoenix Sun Palace that he'd encountered by chance in the secret room of the Lightning Talisman Tree in the ruins of the sect, Mu Rongyun.
As for the geniuses from the other two super sects, the Heavenly Zither Sect and the Gang Huo Sect, Long Bufan had never come into contact with them before. He did not know what kind of monstrous level their strength was.
In short, these people were all troublesome characters from the super sects.
If he really met one of these five people on the second floor, then Long Bufan would be too unlucky.
Whether it was facing Mo Ming or the sword genius Liu Yunluo and the others, even if Long Bufan used all his trump cards to defeat them, the energy in his body would definitely be consumed at a frightening rate. He might even be injured.
In this way, his condition would definitely not be at its best. Moreover, there were still two more rounds of tough battles. Only by winning consecutively could he climb to the top of the battle stage and enter the championship battle.
Geniuses who could advance to the third and fourth round must possess extremely powerful strength. If Long Bufan's condition wasn't good, then the situation would definitely be quite unfavorable for him.
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