Fantasy: My Talent Can Add Points

Early the next morning.

The next day's competition started.

The first competition is the Soul Refining Realm cultivator competition.

This round of Tianya Haige has no outstanding disciples for the time being.

Tuobaye and another Soul Refining Realm Dzogchen disciple were eliminated in the second and third rounds respectively.

However, the results are actually pretty good.

In previous years, Tianya Haige's disciples were basically eliminated in the first round.

Being able to reach the second and third rounds this year is already a very good result.

Immediately afterwards, there was the enlightenment realm cultivator competition.

It's just that this time the competition is not in the trial space, but a real competition.

In a competition, casualties are very normal.

"Now, start drawing lots!"

In the middle of the sky, a picture appeared in the originally empty sky.

On the screen, the names of all the enlightened cultivators who participated in this contest, as well as the numbers behind their names, are displayed.

At the same time, each cultivator participating in the competition issued a token.

On the top of the token, the own number is written.

The token number in Zhou Qing's hand is 369.

Afterwards, the pictures in the sky began to shake numbers randomly.

If you get a matching number, you will be the opponent in the first round. Only by defeating the opponent can you enter the next round.

With the random matching on the screen, many people know their opponents.

"Number 76? Isn't this the Qingyunmen of the eighth-rank Sect? Hahahahaha, luck is really good [Isn't this the same as directly submitting to enter the next round?"

"Brother, you are really lucky, daddy got the second rank Sect's Tianzhu Chen Yuanming! Hey!"

"No. 369 Zhou Qing? Damn it!"

"What's wrong? Who is Zhou Qing?"

After the random allocation, a burst of noise erupted from the crowd present.

Some people lamented that they met a strong opponent, while others rejoiced that they met a weak person.

In short, there is not much time left for everyone.

Everyone holds their own license plate and goes to the corresponding competition table to wait for their opponents.

Zhou Qing is No. 369, and he also came to the own test platform to wait.

The Ming Wu Realm cultivator competition was much better than the previous day's Foundation Establishment Realm and Condensation Realm.

Moreover, it is also an opportunity for these disciples to learn and understand.

Therefore, above and below each competition stage, there are countless Sect disciples watching, trying to learn something.

Zhou Qing is no exception here.

Not only those who came to watch the excitement, but also everyone from Tianya Sea Pavilion.

Although they understood that there was no pressure on Zhou Qing to advance to the next level, everyone in Tianya Sea Pavilion still looked a little dignified.

After a while, a young man came to the competition stage.

This is Zhou Qing's opponent, No. 1687, a middle stage cultivator from sixth rank Sect.

No. 1687 had just entered the competition stage, and his first sentence stunned everyone present.

"I abstain ww!"

With that said, No. 1687 stepped off the stage with a lingering fear on his face.

Others don't know Zhou Qing, but he does.

Yesterday when Zhou Qing instantly killed Hua Jiuzhen, the Son of the Sun God Sect, he watched clearly from the side.

Don't admit defeat and rush to give away the head?

Think you've lived too long?

Some people looked at him with contemptuous expressions on their faces.

But there was no embarrassment on his face.

The tip of the knife does not have eyes, although it is said that the competition should try not to be deadly.

But if it is really a deadly move, there is nothing to say.

As the pride of heaven in the Sect, he has a bright future, and he doesn't want to die so early.

Seeing this person with such a not wanting face, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and the crowd suddenly burst into laughter.

"Tch, this person is really, he dare not beat him."

"Middle stage of enlightenment, don't you even dare to make a move?"

"I guess you haven't made a move in this life, have you? Have you reached the enlightenment state?"

"No courage at all.

"Could it be that this cultivator named Zhou Qing is too strong?"

"Probably not? He is a disciple of the Ninth Grade Sect, so he shouldn't be very strong."

"How should I put it, this Ninth Grade Sect is not ordinary, this is Tianya Sea Pavilion.

"Tianya Haige? The one who shined in yesterday's competition?"

"Yes, this is Tianya Haige."

"That's just the disciples of the younger generation. Look at today's Soul Refining competition, did Tianya Haige stand out?"

"That's right, but I think that if the opponent admits defeat so easily, this person should also have some strength.

That's the end of the first round of competition.

Of the 2,000 Mingwu Realm contestants who participated in the competition, there are only 1,000 left now.

However, it is worth mentioning that the only player who abstained here was Zhou Qing's opponent.

Soon, the random match in the second round of competition began again.

Following a random swing of the big screen, Zhou Qing's opponent was also determined.

The opponent is number 29, an early stage cultivator from the Sun God Sect, named Li Fan.

Zhou Qing stood on the competition stage with his hands behind his back.

After seeing the opponent's Sect, he couldn't help laughing.

"."Sun God Sect? Interesting. "

Among the crowd, there was a person with an extremely pale face, who was Zhou Qing's opponent this round.

Hua Jiu's real death yesterday is still vivid in my memory.

"Damn it! Fight it!" Li Fan gritted his teeth, with a look of death.

"Wait." Hua Cong, the Sect Leader of the Sun God Sect, stopped Li Fan and said, "We need to accumulate strength now, and you will die in vain if you go up, it is better to admit defeat and preserve your strength."

After the Ninth Grade Competition is over, we will fight with Tianya Haige!"

"This..." Li Fan said aggrievedly, "If I admit defeat, wouldn't my Sun God Sect be ridiculed by Wuxia Sect?"

"If you laugh at me, laugh at me!" Hua Cong said with a gloomy face, "Even the Holy Son is dead, what face is there to be ashamed of?"

"Okay!" Li Fan gritted his teeth and stepped onto the stage.

Similarly, just on stage, before the referee called to start, Li Fan raised his hand and said in a low voice, "I admit defeat."

As soon as this statement (by Zhao De's) came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"No? Why admit defeat again?"

"Sun God Sect also admit defeat?"

"What the hell, daddy came to watch the masters fight, but in the end, daddy watched two lonely games?"

"I'm dizzy, what kind of shit luck is this Zhou, that he can make it into the top 100?"

"It's boring, there must be something shady!"

"Actually, I would say that admitting defeat is shameful, but it can be considered normal. Zhou Qing is in the middle stage of Enlightenment, and Li Fan is in the early stage of Enlightenment. Obviously, he can't beat it. Since he can't beat

Is it okay to admit defeat?"

"If you can't beat them, you won't beat them? I'm a cultivator, I can die standing up, and I will never live kneeling down!"

"So kind? Why don't you do it?"

"... Excuse me, when I didn't say it."

On the field, countless cultivators pointed and whispered to Li Fan.

Li Fan's face was full of embarrassment, angry and aggrieved.

This time, it was embarrassing in front of the world cultivator. .