On the first day of the primary, there were too many people. In each group, there are strong and weak. The strong one is the existence of the barbarians on the top 100 list. The weak one may just be the descendants of the three-star brute generals. The disparity in strength is very large, and there is no comparison at all.

But for this, even if there are a lot of contestants who keep complaining. But the old guys of the jury just smiled, and with a very omnipotent excuse, they blocked everyone's mouths at once. That is, it's "luck!"

"Luck, is this thing reliable?" everyone wondered. Although many people think that luck is also a fucked thing, and it is impossible to do it at all. But I have to say that sometimes, if you don't have luck, you will really fail at nothing.

Luck is also an important factor in cultivation. The so-called chance, to put it bluntly, is luck.

From a different angle, when you look at it this way, people will think about it. They all nodded, and the game started with peace of mind.

On the first day of the competition, except for special things, under normal circumstances, the existence of those top 100 lists is basically stable. Most of the people eliminated are just those who have low cultivation.

If you don't have the strength, you will be bullied at any time. Whether it is cannon fodder in battle, or the exploited when interests are entangled, it is staged all the time.

For the excitement of the game, in order to balance the wishes of the various tribes, needless to say, those powerful guys will be specially arranged by people with hearts, and they will definitely not bump into each other in the primary.

I want to rely on those guys with low cultivation to test out the details of the strong, this kind of thinking. Obviously somewhat unrealistic.

So, after going through a procedure. Zhou Nan left the arena early and returned to his room.

As soon as I got back to my room. He locked the door, sat down cross-legged on the bed, and pondered.

Thinking of the powerful existences in the top ten of the top 100 list, and thinking of the threat of Donglin's family, Zhou Nan's mind gradually sank.

There are roadblocks in front of him, and there are evil wolves chasing after him, his current situation is really not good!

Jun Baige Duan Tianya is a guy at that level. He really didn't know the slightest bit of certainty, and he won the battle.

Therefore, it is not an ordinary difficulty to enter the top ten, to save your life, and to complete the requirements of Donglin's family.

"Damn, I didn't think that one day, I, Zhou Nan, would also fall into such a dilemma. Force, I need force!" Seeing that he hadn't thought of any good way, Zhou Nan smashed his fist on the bed board and scolded loudly.

After venting for a while, he reined in his thoughts. Slowly running the "Soul Refinement" cultivation.

As for the current predicament, let's take a look. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge. Isn't it?

The first day of the preliminary round was very exciting. All kinds of magical means are staged in a variety of colors.

Although this level does not have any attraction to Zhou Nan. But for those who have a wide audience. Watching one genius after another advance to elimination, it is still very interesting. They all opened their throats and shouted as much as they could.

The primary round was like a sieve with huge meshes, and in just one day, nearly 3,000 people were eliminated. Among them, eighty percent are three-star brute generals, and two percent are four-star brute generals, and the huge elimination rate is the most miserable.

As for other aspects, as Zhou Nan guessed, those guys in the top 100 on the top 100 list, as well as some barbarian-level existences, were deliberately avoided, did not collide together, and easily entered the next round.

Speechless for a day, speechless for a night. Time, in Zhou Nan's cultivation, passed quickly.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhou Nan opened his eyes, put on his shoes, and hurried towards the arena with slow steps.

Due to the delay of yesterday's opening ceremony and the large number of participants, only a third of the preliminary round was completed.

The remaining two-thirds will be completed today. So, this game started very early, very early.

But even so, the enthusiasm of the audience is still undiminished. Early in the morning, before Zhou Nan walked into the arena, the deafening shouts swept over like a tidal wave. Listening to this, Zhou Nan's face showed a thick smile.

showed his golden book, and it was very easy for Zhou Nan to pass the investigation and enter the arena along the special channel. Standing in front of the stage, Zhou Nan sat in the contestant area, dragged his chin, squinted his eyes slightly, and watched carefully.

The crowd kept shouting, and the cries in their ears overshadowed the waves. Zhou Nan's eyes were also staring at the players on the stage. Watching them fight, watching them struggle, constantly sighing, thinking, constantly summing up.

These people, a large part of them, are only young people under the age of fifty. In their respective tribes, they are all geniuses who have been pampered, and they only care about cultivation, and this cultivation is raised, but the battle is a little miserable.

A lot of people are just playing blindly, and they have wasted their advanced cultivation in vain.

"This big brother, what are you sighing for?" Listening to Zhou Nan's continuous sighs, a girl with two dimples on her face and boldly revealing clothes turned her head with a smile and asked with a strange expression.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just too miserable. Without looking back, Zhou Nan said casually.

"Oh, is the big brother talking about them?" asked the girl as she pointed to the contestants on the stage, leaning closer, holding her chin with both hands, and her little face full of surprise.

"What do you say?" Zhou Nan turned his head, stared at the girl, and asked in a rhetorical voice.

Just as the two were talking, a black-armored soldier came over, clicked on Zhou Nan's name, and asked him to prepare, saying that the battle on behalf of the Golden Wolf Tribe was about to start, and told him to go there early and line up, so as not to miss the game.

Nodding, Zhou Nan stood up and walked down the player stand. Came to the front of the stairs and slapped at the back of the line.

The team rotated quickly, ten people at a time, and not for a while. Zhou Nan walked into the ring.

Standing still, he glanced at a four-star barbarian in front of him. Zhou Nanli ignored it. When the referee gave the order, the silver light flashed. In just an instant, there was a muffled 'bang', and the man lay straight on the ground, ending the game.

Shaking his slightly numb right hand, Zhou Nan shook his head and walked out of the ring.

As soon as he returned to his seat, before he could sit down, the girl from before stared at him with bright eyes. Constantly praised. chirping, annoying Zhou Nan's head was big for a while.

After coping with a few words casually and waiting for another hour, Zhou Nan participated in five more games and lost five opponents in seconds. Very easily, he represented the Golden Wolf Tribe and successfully advanced to the next round.

After receiving the certificate handed over by the black-armored soldier, Zhou Nan thanked him and looked at the scantily clad girl. He waved his hand and quickly left the arena. After all, he has always been peaceful, but he doesn't like to have a big horn in his ears all the time.

It's still early. Zhou Nan didn't rush back again, paced comfortably, and wandered around the street.

It is very large to the east of the royal city. It covers an area of more than 100 miles. The streets are crisscrossed with a large number of shops. Restaurant, tea house. Inns, a variety of business establishments, are lined up on both sides. There is a wide range of what you want.

The time when the royal city was established was tens of thousands of years. The functional division of the city has been very perfect.

According to the direction, east, west, north and south, it is divided into four areas. The eastern area is the commercial area, the western area is the residential area, the southern area is the trading area, and the northern area is the cultivation area. Nowadays, the big game is held, and the West End has been occupied, and a large playing field has been built.

Because most of the people had gone to watch the game, the streets were empty. Many shops have closed their doors directly. There are only a few shopkeepers who are bored lying on the table, dozing, with a depressed face, and the business is very bad.

With a frown, Zhou Nan walked into a shop called 'Jinnan' and checked it casually.

After a while, he woke up the sleeping shopkeeper, arched his hand, and asked casually.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Nan walked out of the shop, and he already had a basic estimate of the industry in the royal city.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Nan took a step and followed the nearest road and hurried to the south of the city.

An hour later, after passing through the layers of streets and detouring a lot of detours, Zhou Nan came to the south of the city by relying on his legs.

There are a lot of people in the south of the city, and many stalls are placed on the side of the street, and the atmosphere of trading is very strong, and it is in full swing.

Walking over, Zhou Nan picked up an item at random and looked at it carefully.

Ever since he arrived in the wasteland, he hadn't paid attention to the people and things in the wasteland for one reason or another.

Most of the brute weapons used by the remnants of the barbarians in the Wastelands are bone weapons. It is to use the spirit bones obtained from the brute beasts, and through special techniques and sacrifices, to form an existence similar to a spirit weapon.

There are many types of brute weapons, all kinds of things. But generally, it will not destroy the original shape of the spirit bone. At most, on the basis of the original, add some materials, and then use secret methods to refine it.

Therefore, the general brute weapons on the market are very low-level, all of them are below two stars, which is of little help to Zhou Nan.

Next to one stall, it didn't take long for Zhou Nan to have a general understanding of the utensils in the wasteland.

After all, as an existence at the level of a refining master, it would be too embarrassing if he didn't have this ability.

In addition to bone weapons, the barbarian remnants also use brute weapons made of metal.

But in the wasteland, this place is evil, and metal is very rare. A lot of people can't afford to use it. Moreover, refining the brute weapons used by cultivators is not something that can be done with ordinary metal. Therefore, in the wasteland, the metal utensils that are good are very expensive.

The cultivators in the royal city also have a special, very appropriate name for themselves.

Like Yan Guo, according to the cloth of the cultivation system. Cultivators are also divided into two categories, those who refine the body are brute cultivators, and those who refine their skills are qi cultivators.

It's just that unlike Yan Guo and other immortal cultivation realms, in the wasteland, because of the particularity of the bloodline, most cultivators are brute cultivators. Only a very small number of people are qi cultivators, and the situation is just the opposite of Yan Guo, which has to be said to be a miracle. (To be continued......)