Chapter 31: An Overly Simple Race

Zhao Cong casually explained the registration work to a guard behind him, and he led Chu Qili into the entrance.

The two walked side by side, Chu Qili was a little puzzled, so he took the lead in asking, "Brother Zhao, may I ask if the hundreds of people queuing up outside are all the contestants from the remaining six tribes?"

"Not all, most of the people who are still queuing outside at this time are 'outsiders', who have come from elsewhere to grab places. Zhao Cong saw that Chu hating could not understand this, so he patiently explained, "Qin, Qi, Chu, Zhao, Yan, Han, Wei. Our seven tribes are all in Mobei, and our territory is adjacent, so as the host venue, our Zhao clan will naturally try to be biased. As for those outsiders who have seized the quota, we will do a good job of registration and just don't let them stay in the Zhao family and cause trouble. ”

Only then did Chu Heli understand that it was no wonder that the people standing there in line were angry, this was treated differently. Chu Qili nodded, and asked again: "Then Brother Zhao, where exactly is the game going on, and when does it start?"

Zhao Cong pointed ahead and said, "The day after tomorrow, there will be a Spirit Master Qualifying Tournament, right there." Following the direction of his finger, Chu Qili saw a huge wooden house, the wooden house was simple in style, but it stretched for hundreds of meters, and it should have been specially built for the competition. ”

After introducing the venue, Zhao Cong led him to a nearby hostel, "Our Zhao family has also prepared a residence for the remaining six clan players, and they can stay for free during the competition, and the hostel will also provide some free light meals." Look at Brother Chu, I'll take you to rest first, after all, the qualifying tournament will start the day after tomorrow. ”

The Zhao tribe arranged it so properly, Chu Qili also bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Zhao for your hospitality." ”

"What kind of hospitality is this?" Zhao Cong waved his hand, "If you want to compete in the past two days, we won't bother too much, and when you finish the competition, we will be thankful!"

Chu Qili hurriedly excused himself and said: "Everyone is neighbors, and it is appropriate to help each other, not to mention the danger that we encountered in order to send us an invitation......

Before he could excuse himself, Zhao Cong interrupted: "Brother Chu doesn't have to excuse himself, the person you saved has a vital role for our Zhao family, so we must be grateful." After speaking, Zhao Cong couldn't help but push Chu Heli into the exquisitely decorated hostel in front of him.

As soon as he stepped into the hostel, Zhao Cong said loudly: "Man, come to an upper room and receive it well, this is a distinguished guest of the tribe!"

When the guy heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward to receive him, "Okay, four leaders!" The guy walked to the stairs, bowed his waist and stretched out his hand, "Guest officer, please upstairs!"

"Brother Chu have a good rest, I still have work to do, see you later." With a wave of his hand, Zhao Cong left. Seeing this, Chu Heli had no choice but to follow the man's guidance and live in a room with bright and clean windows. Taking off the cloak coat, Chu Qili fell straight down on the comfortable bed in front of him.

The frantic rush these days, coupled with the recent hard encounter with the powerhouse of the Sumeru Realm, the accumulated fatigue instantly poured out, prompting him to fall asleep quickly on this soft bed.

When he woke up, it was already noon, and after twisting his stiff body twice on the bed, Chu Geli turned over and jumped up, full of energy. Glancing at the gray sky outside the house, Chu Qili scratched his head and was distressed: "How long have I been asleep?"

The weather was not hot and dry, so there was an endless stream of people outside the hotel, and Chu Qili thought that he would participate in the qualifying tournament early tomorrow morning, so he didn't have the intention of going out to join in the fun. After some washing, Chu Qili walked out of the door and went downstairs to ask the guy for some food. After simply filling his stomach, Chu Qili returned to the house, ready to do some pre-competition training.

Without any ambition to continue trying the second-order elixir, Chu Qili took out a few seeds containing spirit fruits and did some simple hot hand exercises. After a few times, the sky was getting dark, and Chu Qili stopped at the right time, and instead sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing the source method.

After a night of silence, the sky was slightly bright the next day, Chu Qili stopped the operation of the source method, and practiced all night, so that his source qi and spiritual power were restored to the peak. Splashing his face with cold water at will, Chu Qili put on the loose cloak and left the hostel.

Walking outside the familiar wooden longhouse, many participants arrived one after another, standing in the open space outside the arena. Chu Qili saw that there was a high platform in front of him, and he didn't know what it was used for. The sun slowly rose, and the warm morning light sprinkled on the crowd of contestants, and nearly 1,000 contestants crowded the place.

An old man appeared unhurriedly, standing on the high platform, but the voice of the wrinkled old man was not low, "The referee enters!"

At the sound of the order, many contestants found out about the appearance of the old man and the beginning of the qualifying round. Dozens of referees were the first to walk into the wooden longhouse, and then the old man said loudly: "The contestants enter, and in the arena, the Imperial Spirit Platform is divided into No. 1 to No. 100." Contestants will take the stage according to the order of the numbers they get when they enter the Zhao tribe, and the judges will record the results for you, and finally judge the ranking according to the results. ”

Hearing the old man's arrangement, Chu Qili followed the crowd into the arena, and a yellow dividing line was drawn in the arena, separating the waiting area from the Imperial Spirit Platform. Chu Qili looked at the number plate handed to him by Zhao Cong in front of him, "Two Bai Lingyi, it seems that I have to wait until the third round." ”

In the arena, a man stood at the front of the Imperial Spirit Platform and said in a loud voice: "Players enter here in order, there are enough seeds on the Imperial Spirit Platform for you to try, and you can pass this qualifying tournament by completing the Imperial Spirit once within the specified time." Next, the players from No. 1 to No. 100 are ready to enter!"

The crowd was a little noisy, and the men and women with numbered plates entered one by one, until there were people standing in front of a hundred altars. The referee gave an order, and the game officially began, and a group of players had different movements. Some immediately took out the seeds to ward off the spirits, some closed their eyes and pondered, and some were so nervous that they knocked over the tray where the seeds were stored...... Such an embarrassed posture also caused a burst of laughter at the scene.

After about half a burnt of incense, Chu Qili saw a green plant growing in the soil in front of a young girl on the No. 35 Imperial Spirit Platform. But how did that plant Chu Qili look at it and feel familiar, he couldn't help but murmur: "Isn't this the Gu Su when I was studying the spirit before?"

Chu Qili glanced at the more than 100 Imperial Spirit Platforms again, and he found that all those who succeeded in controlling the Spiritual Movement were all Gu Su plants. "Could it be that this qualifying tournament is the imperial spirit that examines crops?" Chu Qili concluded in his heart, "Then this qualifying tournament is simple. ”

Although Chu Qili felt that it was simple, until now, only a pitiful six or seven people had spawned plants in front of the hundred Imperial Spirit Platforms. An hour of effort passed quickly, and the spirit time was over, and only thirteen people in total had completed the spirit control, giving birth to a ripe corn crop.

A group of judges recorded the results, and some people cleaned up the remnants of the platform. Seeing that everything was back to normal, the referee announced: "One Hundred Zero One to Two Hundred players are entered!"

This miserable success rate made Chu Qili almost have no desire to watch it. But a short and thin man beside him whispered, "The official competition has finally begun!"

These words attracted Chu Qili's attention, and he asked, "What does this brother Tai mean?" The short and thin man's face showed a little fear, "You are also an outsider?"

Chu Qili shook his head and replied: "I am from the Chu tribe, I am participating for the first time, and I am a newcomer, so I hope you will forgive me for any gaffes." The short and thin man breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I thought you were an outsider, listening to my taunts and trying to teach me a lesson. ”

Chu Qili smiled and continued to listen to the short and thin man say, "I am from the Han family, and my name is Han An." What I said before was also because of the arrangement of the Zhao clan, as the organizer, they would usually let that group of outsiders conduct the first round of spirit control, giving our seven clan players some time to get into the state. That group of outsiders generally has clumsy means of controlling spirits, and they can only be regarded as hot games, not games!"

"So there is such a doorway. Chu Qili nodded, sure enough, there were people everywhere outside.

Han An pointed to a royal spirit platform again, and introduced: "You see, Zhao Rou of the Zhao clan, as soon as she gets her hands on it, she has five seeds and a spirit at the same time, and she doesn't know how many spirits she can complete in an hour's competition time." ”

"Zhao Rou?" The familiar name made Chu Qili can't help but move his gaze to the Imperial Spirit Terrace, and sure enough, it was the shy and shy girl. At this time, the weakness on the girl's face was completely replaced in earnest, and in the soil in front of her, five emerald green plants grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hehe, you're fascinated, right? This Zhao Rou is in such a good figure, and with that delicate face, it's really fascinating!. Han An laughed on the side, and immediately made Chu Qili feel that his gaze had changed.

Last time, Chu Hatli took care of the two sisters, Zhao Zhi was seriously injured and was lying down, and Zhao Rou had been curled up in the corner. At this time, listening to Han An's reminder, at a glance, this little girl has a thin waist and a graceful posture that is indeed very attractive.

"Ahem..."Chu Qili coughed twice in embarrassment, and defended, "Watch the game, watch the game." Han An had an obscene expression that everyone was a man and he understood. didn't explain too much, because Chu Heli knew that he would only "paint more and more yellow", and looked around the Imperial Spirit Platform for a week.

Sure enough, the level of the contestants has risen by more than one grade, less than half a pillar of incense, and almost half of the royal spirit platform has grown emerald green plants. There are even quite a few contestants who have two or even three seeds at the same time. After taking a closer look, Chu Qili also found that Zhao Zhi girl, as a sister, her spirit control kung fu was worse than Zhao Rou, but she was also a spirit master of three seeds at the same time, and the progress was not slow.

Looking at their progress in the Imperial Spirit, Chu Qili asked again: "Didn't you say that you can pass the level if you succeed once, why do they still have to fight so hard?"

Zhao An shook his head and replied: "You don't understand this, although you can pass the test once you succeed." But in the end, there are rankings, and the higher the ranking, the better the rewards. The top seven can also be personally rewarded by the chief of the Zhao tribe, and I heard that they can also meet the mysterious big man. ”

Chu Hatli frowned, it seemed that his plan to mix with the past at will would be in vain.