The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Ye Yuan and Ling Qianyu's performances were the most eye-catching, especially Ling Qianyu's thin body contained powerful energy, her opponent was forced to retreat steadily, and there was no way to organize an effective counterattack.

bang bang bang!

A series of falling sounds sounded, the battle came to an abrupt end, and the winner was decided.

Of the ten arenas, only the winners were left standing proudly. All ten were the most elite warriors of the Wu clan.

Tang Zheng took a step forward, looking at the ten winners with satisfaction, his eyes especially lingering on Ling Qianyu for a few more seconds.

Ling Qianyu met his gaze, and her heart skipped a beat, knowing that Tang Zheng had completely seen through her identity.

She took a deep breath, restrained all kinds of complicated thoughts, and tried to remain calm and indifferent.

Tang Zheng glanced at her with relief, and said loudly: "At halftime, the winners of the next five games will be rewarded, from pills to magic weapons, the rewards are different, but there is no doubt that the final winner The winner's prize is the greatest."

As soon as the words fell, the ten winners all showed surprise and looked at each other, unable to hide the excitement in their hearts.

Ye Yuan was acquainted with Tang Zheng, so he boldly asked, "May I ask what is the prize for the final winner?"

Tang Zheng looked at Ye Yuan with a smile, his fiery and firm eyes seemed to have already pocketed this reward.

"Holy Artifact!"

Tang Zheng raised his finger, and said concisely, but deafeningly.

Hallows!

There was a sound of exclamation, and the sound of gasping for air followed one after another. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Ordinary magic weapons or elixirs were enough to make them happy, and holy artifacts were enough to make them ecstatic.

"Really?"

Some people are skeptical?

Tang Zheng said with a final word: "Of course my word is a promise, the final prize is the holy artifact, and the final winner will get this sacred artifact."

Immediately, no one doubted this anymore, the ten people all showed ecstasy, and the others were envious, that they missed this opportunity unexpectedly.

Tian Chanzi looked at Tang Zheng in surprise, he didn't even know that Tang Zheng had prepared a holy artifact as a prize, it was a sacred artifact, not any other magic weapon, where did he get the holy artifact?

Tang Zheng smiled mysteriously, but he didn't explain much, of course he didn't talk empty words, but really prepared a holy artifact.

This is the magic weapon that he spent several days collecting materials and concentrating on refining it.

The nine-turn alchemy furnace can already refine holy artifacts, but the requirements for raw materials are extremely high. Tang Zheng searched hard and found enough raw materials to refine a holy artifact.

Although he has the ability to refine weapons, he is constrained by the shortage of raw materials. It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and he has nothing to do.

But this is already a very rare miracle for others.

During the short rest time, none of the ten contestants dared to waste it. They were full of high spirits for the battle ahead, and they were all ready to charge towards the top position.

Although Ye Yuan has profound skills and is a leader of the younger generation, he does not dare to take it lightly when he sees the fiery eyes of others.

Tang Zheng took a few steps forward, faced the crowd, and said loudly: "The second competition begins!"

The ten people were divided into five groups and started a fierce battle again. Although several people had consumed a lot and had not fully recovered, the battle was more intense than before. It is really cruel to describe it.

Everyone tried their best, all kinds of magic weapons flew together, and the sound of rumbling was endless, like a thunderclap.

If it weren't for the protection of the formation here, I'm afraid such a big movement would have spread to the outside, and I don't know how many eyes it would attract.

This is also Tang Zheng's reliance, no matter how earth-shattering the villa area is, people outside will not know, so the ring competition will not affect people outside at all.

The voices of cheering and cheering also came one after another, extremely intense, and finally someone decided the winner, someone fell from the ring, and someone was restrained by the opponent's magic weapon and lost his mobility.

Ye Yuan was the first to win, his strength was unquestionable, he defeated his opponent, it seemed that the two sides were not on the same level at all.

Tang Zheng nodded in satisfaction, as expected of the Wu tribe who followed him the first time, their strength should not be underestimated.

Tang Zheng had already seen that Ye Yuan's cultivation had actually reached the Ninth Grade Nascent Soul Realm, and it was almost impossible to reach this level normally.

But since the Wu Clan followed Tang Zheng, the aura of heaven and earth has also been improved, and with Tang Zheng's true inheritance, the Wu Clan is also good at refining elixir.

Because of these comprehensive factors, the potential of the Wu people has fully exploded, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a rapid progress.

Huh?

Suddenly, Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at another scene in surprise.

Four of the five matches had already been decided, and only one was still in fierce confrontation, but what surprised everyone was that the anxious state of this match had to be eye-catching.

"Ling Qianyu's strength has clearly just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, why can he hold back that Nascent Soul fifth-rank opponent?"

Tang Zheng could see the disparity in strength between the two sides at a glance, and Ling Qianyu's improvement was beyond expectations, which showed that Ling Qianyu was indeed a good seed for cultivation, with unlimited potential.

But no matter how great the potential is, there is no way to make up for this chasm-like gap, but Ling Qianyu is like a tumbler, although she is exhausted, she just doesn't fall, and instead drags her opponent into the abyss step by step.

Suddenly, Ling Qianyu saw an opening in his opponent and struck out.

boom!

The opponent flew down the ring, although he was unwilling, but he had nothing to say, because if he lost, he lost, and there was no excuse at all.

Ling Qianyu collapsed directly on the ring, out of breath, exhausted, and drenched all over, as if she was fished out of the river.

There are five remaining winners, but there can only be two competitions. One of them will advance by drawing lots, and there is no need to compete directly. If anyone is lucky enough, they can completely recuperate, reap the benefits, and prepare for the next big battle.

Ling Qianyu was very lucky to have drawn the lucky lottery for direct promotion, and just needed to recuperate and wait for the next big battle.

Others looked at Ling Qianyu and praised her good luck, but no one thought that her good luck could last forever, because in the end, it was more about her strength than simple luck.

The third round of competition started, Tang Zheng didn't pay attention to the ring, but walked in front of Ling Qianyu who was sitting cross-legged and constantly adjusting his breath.

Nannan was alive and kicking, and followed behind her buttocks to catch up.

When Tang Zheng stood still in front of her, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, neither of them spoke, but both of them couldn't help but recall the thrilling scenes at the western border.

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