Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Race
When Qu Yuan activated the crystal artifact, he did not use all of his ring force.
If it is stimulated with all its might, then the red rays that appear on the crystal magic weapon are not much different from the red rays that appear when the cultivators of the Eight Environmental Realms are excited, and they can also exceed a meter in length.
After finishing his own business, Qu Yuan easily stepped aside, with an indifferent expression on his face. Yu Qingming was observing Qu Yuan's expression, and at this time he smiled and nodded to Qu Yuan.
"Qu Yuan, you can also go to the side and wait for the main game to start. Yu Qingming pointed to the gathering place of cultivators who had passed the qualifiers next to him.
"Okay, thank you, Lord Castle. Qu Yuan said respectfully, walked to Qu Zhenfeng's side, and winked at Qu Zhenfeng, who also responded to Qu Yuan.
"Hmph. Wei Yu snorted lightly, the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After about a little more than a stick of incense, the rest of the cultivators had all completed the test, and none of these people performed very impressively. In the end, only 36 cultivators passed the first stage of qualifying. The rest of the cultivators were all eliminated in the first stage.
All kinds of disappointment and frustration spread over the young cheeks, but the reality is always so cruel, they have no chance in this tryout. Although they were all the best among the many cultivators around them, they ...... Among the cultivators in the City Lord's Mansion, they were not the strongest group.
"Cultivators who have not passed the qualifiers do not need to be discouraged, your achievements in the future may not be bad!" Yu Qingming looked at most of the dejected cultivators and said, "Now, you can choose to stay here and watch, or you can choose to leave." If you leave, the guards of the City Lord's Mansion will take you out. ”
Of the more than 100 cultivators who were eliminated, only a few chose to leave after Qingming's words fell, and the vast majority of cultivators continued to stay, intending to watch the main competition that the thirty-six cultivators were about to play.
"Congratulations first!"
"Thirty-six of you have passed the preliminary selection and can enter the main stage below. Yu Qingming put away the oval crystal magic weapon on the ground and looked at Qu Yuan and the others.
"Actually, it's very simple, it's a fight between cultivators and twos. As for who fights with whom, then it will be determined by the order of drawing. Whoever you draw is whoever you draw. ”
When Yu Qingming spoke, the steward had already put back the wooden cards that everyone had used in the pre-selection stage just now. He seemed to pick out some of them and walked over again with the box.
"You draw lots first, everyone is only allowed to take out a wooden card from the box, and if there is a violation, you will be directly disqualified from the trials. Yu Qingming waved his hand to the steward, and the steward walked up to the cultivator.
Each time he passed a cultivator, the cultivator reached into the box and pulled out a wooden token that had been used in the pre-selection stage. Qu Yuan and Qu Zhenfeng also quickly took out a token from the box when the steward passed by.
This time, Qu Yuan got the token No. 6, and Qu Zhenfeng got the token No. 22.
The wooden numbers used in the main competition stage should be from 1 to 36, because only 36 cultivators will participate in the main competition of the selection competition.
After everyone drew the wooden cards, Yu Qingming paced and 'hummed' lightly.
Now, let me briefly talk about the rules. In your hands, you all have a wooden sign with a number on it. The cultivator who took the No. 1 wood card to the No. 9 wood card walked to the fighting platform first. Yu Qingming pointed to the square on the side.
The wooden card in Qu Yuan's hand is No. 6, and according to Yu Qingming's instructions, he must go to the fighting platform first.
Walking out of the crowd, Qu Yuan followed the other eight cultivators to the square. Only then did I see that the square already had a divided douwu platform of the same size. On the fighting platform, the words No. 1, No. 2, No. 3 and so on are clearly marked. In the entire square, there are enough twenty such fighting platforms.
"It seems that this time the selection competition only needs to use nine fighting martial arts platforms. Qu Yuan said in his heart.
"According to the number marked on the wooden sign in your hand, stand on the fighting platform with the corresponding number. Yu Qingming also raised his feet and walked up to the square and said behind the nine cultivators.
Qu Yuan quickly found the No. 6 Martial Arts Arena, stepped up and stood still, and quickly put away the wooden card in his hand.
Each of these Douwu Platforms is a hundred meters long and wide, and it is made of a very strong ore, which is enough for cultivators below the Gathering Spirit Realm to exert their hands and feet on it, and the area is large, so the impact on other Douwu Platforms will not be too great during fierce battles.
The rest of the people also stood on the fighting platform corresponding to themselves one after another.
Qu Yuan noticed that there was a disciple of the Wei family, who was on the martial arts platform adjacent to him, and at this time he also looked at himself from time to time with a strange look.
"Please come up to the cultivators with wooden tablets from the tenth to the eighteenth in their hands. Yu Qingming stood in the square, turned around, and shouted to the more than twenty cultivators with different expressions behind him.
As soon as his words fell, nine more cultivators came to the stage one after another.
Qu Zhenfeng is still in place, and his number plate is No. 22. Qu Yuan saw Wei Yu, the eight-ring cultivator, standing in the second batch of nine cultivators who had ascended to the square, with a haughty expression on his face.
"It seems that the first person to fight against may be this Wei family's eight environmental realm cultivator, Wei Yu. Qu Yuan squinted his eyes and thought, against the Eight Ring Cultivators, of course it would be fine if he went all out, but as a last resort, Qu Yuan didn't want to use the Wheel Moon Martial Technique. Once used, then it is very likely that the surname will reveal the identity used by the person to participate in the auction.
Among the one hundred and eighty-eight cultivators, only two cultivators showed the cultivation of the Eight Environmental Realms in the pre-selection stage, and that was Wei Yu and Zhu Qing. Zhu Qing stood in place at this time, not going up to the square, it seems that her number plate is also after the eighteenth.
"The rules aren't complicated!"
"The first group of martial arts fighting situations is that cultivators from one to nine are fighting with the corresponding cultivators from ten to eighteen. Cultivators from No. 10 to No. 18 are invited to stand on the corresponding fighting platform. Yu Qingming looked at the nine cultivators who had just come up and said softly.
Number 1 corresponds to number ten, number 2 corresponds to number 11, and so on. The opponent of the fighting force is not chosen at random.
"Oh, damn it!" Wei Yu looked at the wooden card in his hand, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice when he looked at the fighting platform that corresponded to him.
Because, the Douwu platform he was about to go to was actually the Douwu platform where a child of the Wei family was standing. In other words, his first opponent is his own brother.
Seeing Wei Yu walking towards his Douwu platform, this Wei family cultivator who was only in the late stage of the Sixth Ring realm, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and his body trembled slightly.
Wei Yu smiled bitterly and stood on top of the No. 7 Douwu Platform, which was on the side of Qu Yuan's Douwu Platform.
When Wei Yu stood on the No. 7 Douwu platform, he also glanced at Qu Yuan with a cruel gaze. It's almost a little bit, and it doesn't correspond to the Douwutai where Qu Yuan is located, which is really hateful.
Qu Yuan smiled at Wei Yu, and then looked at the cultivator standing on the sixth stage, that is, himself, this cultivator was about the same height as himself, and he was also thin, but his eyes were very bright. Seeing Qu Yuan's gaze at him, the cultivator smiled at Qu Yuan.
"Brother Yu, I'd better admit defeat directly!" On the No. 7 Douwu platform, the disciple of the Wei family pulled a face, like an eggplant beaten by frost, and said weakly.
He knew very well that even if he tried his best, he would not be Wei Yu's opponent, and there was no hope of defeating Wei Yu at all. Rather than losing in the end, it is better to admit defeat directly, and it can also allow Wei Yu to save some ring force.
"Hmm!" Wei Yu nodded, also showing helplessness.
"Next, the first group of martial arts ...... Let's go!"
Immediately, Yu Qingming's voice came into everyone's ears. On the nine martial arts platforms, among the eighteen cultivators, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"Lord Castle, I admit defeat. The Wei family disciple suddenly shouted loudly.
"Well, then you two should wait. Yu Qingming glanced at the two of them, nodded and said.
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"When you activated the crystal magic weapon just now, the red mangs were very long and dark in color, and the strength seemed to be very strong, but I, Zhao Ming, were not afraid of you. The cultivator who was standing opposite Qu Yuan said in a low voice.
The strength that Qu Yuan showed in the pre-selection stage was clearly seen by the cultivators present and had a deep impression of Qu Yuan. There were only a few cultivators who performed better than Qu Yuan in the pre-selection stage, and there were only a handful.
"Come on, then. Qu Yuan smiled casually.
"Boom!"
A surging ring force erupted from this cultivator's body, and at the same time, in front of him, a red light surged, gradually turning into a huge palm, and the energy fluctuations filled the entire Douwu Stage.
Obviously, this is a martial art. Under the urging of the strong ring force, the red palm grabbed Qu Yuan in the air, and the sharp strength made a heavy roar.
In addition to the No. 7 Douwu Platform, the other seven Douwu Platforms also began to engage fiercely at this time, and all kinds of roars came and went. The strength of the cultivators who can pass the qualifiers is not weak, and these cultivators are probably all cultivating martial arts, so for a while, the momentum in the space is extremely powerful.
Qu Yuan's eyes froze, and he watched the giant red palm grasp him quickly and ferociously, he didn't make any movement, just a ring force that kept beating around his arms.
"This cultivator's strength is not weak, and he is already in the Seven Environmental Realms. Martial arts, which should also be intermediate-level attack martial arts, are also extremely amazing. It seems that he intends to divide the victory and defeat with me in one move, and attack me with all his strength as soon as he comes up. A thought quickly turned through Qu Yuan's mind.
In an instant, the red palm had already reached Qu Yuan's approach, and the eyes of the cultivator opposite Qu Yuan lit up, and the next moment, it seemed that Qu Yuan's body was about to be grabbed by the red palm formed by his martial arts. As long as he catches the other party, then in the face of powerful attack power, even if he has defensive martial arts or defensive magic weapons on his body, it is impossible for him to retreat with his whole body.
Therefore, this cultivator's eyes flashed, and his face showed a look of surprise, looking a little excited.