Chapter 440

Lin Qi was also secretly calculating in his heart; there were really quite a few powerful geniuses here.

However, their Xia Guo occupied a large portion of them.

Liu Yuanzhang spoke up:

"Everyone, don't be surprised; these are geniuses from 80 countries globally."

"When spread out, the number of geniuses is actually very limited."

He switched the projection screen, showing the proportions of the three ranks using a pie chart, and continued:

"Take SS-rank geniuses, for example; among the 90 SS-rank geniuses, our Xia Guo has 19, nearly one-fifth."

Everyone nodded; the main thing was that their second-year grade was too exaggerated, with a full 9 SS-rank geniuses.

"Teacher, how many geniuses have the ability to compete for the championship?" Wan Ming suddenly raised his hand and asked.

He was very interested in intelligence, and combat power evaluation was his favorite.

Everyone's eyes lit up; they were very curious about this.

Liu Yuanzhang smiled and explained after hearing this:

"In every Global Martial Path Competition, those with the ability to compete for the championship are just that small group of geniuses."

"They are divided into the SSS-rank geniuses of the third year and the SS-rank geniuses of the fourth year."

"As well as the SSS-rank geniuses of the fourth year."

"We have also summarized that there are 25 people who meet these three standards."

"Among them, there are 4 SSS-rank geniuses in the third year, 18 SS-rank geniuses in the fourth year, and 4 SSS-rank geniuses in the fourth year."

"Our Xia Guo occupies 6 of them; they are the top six of the Disaster Beast Trial Tower: Shen Heng, Zhang Tianyang, Meng Yuxuan, Lei Shuang, Lin Qi, and Fang Wu."

After speaking, everyone's gaze turned in unison toward Lin Qi.

Among everyone, only Lin Qi possessed the qualifications to compete for the championship.

Their eyes were filled with envy.

Everyone was a genius of the same grade, and they might be eliminated tomorrow, while Lin Qi could compete for the championship.

That was already a matter for several rounds later.

Liu Yuanzhang switched the projection, projecting the headshots of 19 people in one go; they were all top-tier geniuses from other countries.

And Lin Qi's gaze was placed on the three people in the very center.

They were the three SSS-rank geniuses other than Shen Heng.

【Jenos Felatu (White Eagle Federation)】

【Ivan Petrov (Mao Xiong)】

【Nitin Lei Di (Tianzhu)】

These three geniuses came from the White Eagle Federation, the Mao Xiong Nation, and the Tianzhu Nation, respectively.

Only these few countries easily produce SSS-rank geniuses.

Other countries might need one or two years to produce a single SSS-rank genius.

Some even only have one every four or five years.

The fewer the SSS-rank geniuses, the fewer Ninth Realm martial artists a country will have.

The fewer Ninth Realm martial artists, the weaker the country, and the fewer resources they can obtain.

And the top-tier resources are the flesh and blood of high-level disaster beasts.

Lin Qi kept the headshots and general information of the three people in his mind.

The three of them, plus Shen Heng, were the most powerful competitors on his road to the championship.

"Next, I will upload a document regarding the top contestants; everyone can go back and take a look."

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle; knowing more about your opponent gives you an extra point of winning chance."

Before the meeting finally adjourned, Liu Yuanzhang said slowly.

Everyone opened their phones and found an electronic document in the group, opening it one by one to read.

Lin Qi did the same.

Meanwhile, in one of the luxurious villas where SSS-rank geniuses lived in the Star Abode, inside the Martial Path Room.

Shen Heng, wearing a black martial arts suit with a slender figure, looked at the three headshots projected in front of him.

"Last year, I only made it to the top 32 before being eliminated."

"This year, the SSS-rank experts have all graduated."

"Naturally, I have become one of the strongest few."

"The strongest opponent has already broken through to the Seventh Realm and did not participate in the competition."

"Only Victoria, Ivan, and Nitin are left."

After turning off the screen, Shen Heng exhaled and threw himself into cultivation.

He had been stuck at the peak of the Sixth Realm for a long time.

He felt that he was about to break through to the Seventh Realm; although he was just a little bit short on blood-Qi value, once he broke through, his strength would also skyrocket.

If he broke through to the Seventh Realm before the finals, he would have a 90% chance of winning the championship.

Mao Xiong Nation, in a certain luxurious villa.

Inside the spacious Martial Path Room

A tall and robust man had his eyes tightly closed; his features were three-dimensional, his face broad, his arms high, and he had stubble, looking quite handsome.

His muscles were like cast iron, his body proportions were excellent, and he did not appear bloated or stiff.

"Ivan, I didn't expect you to really give us such a huge surprise."

"You have actually already broken through to the Seventh Realm."

"In this Global Martial Path Competition, the championship belongs to you."

On the screen projected in front of him, a burly man laughed out loud.

Ivan opened his eyes, and a tyrannical aura filled every corner; he clenched his fists and said:

"The Seventh Realm and the Sixth Realm are completely different realms; I feel that I am terrifyingly strong right now."

"The championship of this Global Martial Path Competition, I am determined to have it!"

May 5th

Red Realm, the live audience of the Global Martial Path Competition.

The spectator stands were filled with the sound of discussion; although many spectators had been eliminated, their enthusiasm could not be dampened.

They just wanted to see the collision of experts and see the contestants of their own country reach the top.

"Contestants, welcome to the Global Martial Path Competition!"

King Shanhe was projected above the arena.

"Clap clap clap!!" After he appeared, thunderous applause erupted from the spectator stands, giving this Ninth Realm powerhouse enough respect.

After King Shanhe waited for the applause to stop, he continued:

"Today we will conduct the third round of the main competition."

"Yesterday, we determined the 1000 most excellent contestants."

"And today, in the third round, we will still eliminate half of the contestants; only the stronger 500 people will be able to enter the fourth round."

"And the contestants who can enter the fourth round will receive a prize of 110 million Xia Guo coins, as well as 1000 kilograms of Seventh-level disaster beast flesh."

Once the reward was announced, many spectators nodded.

Everyone wanted to pocket the reward.

And some top-tier geniuses were already looking at the later rewards.

They were looking forward to the flesh of Eighth-level disaster beasts.

After King Shanhe finished speaking, he waved his hands, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

!

The Shanhe artistic conception manifested again, within which the names of 500 contestants appeared, condensing into a new Shanhe Taiji diagram.

A brand-new battle table appeared in everyone's line of sight.

250 sets of battles.

Lin Qi's gaze was like electricity, and he quickly found his opponent.

【Match 6: Lin Qi (Xia Guo) vs Jin Zhongyu (Silla)】

After Lin Qi saw his opponent, he was also quite surprised; it was actually an opponent from Silla again.

Meanwhile, Wan Ming, after finishing looking at his own opponent, also checked Lin Qi's opponent.

So he frowned and said:

"Brother Qi, yours is Jin Zhongyu from the Silla Nation; he is no ordinary person."

"He is an SS-rank genius in his third year and has mastered a minor divine ability."

"In the Global Freshman Competition the year before last, he was a presence who entered the top 8."

"Such a contestant will likely have the ability to compete for the championship next year."

"Don't be careless at all!"

Lin Qi nodded after hearing this, and the opponent's information also surfaced in his mind.

It's a pity the opponent is an SS-rank genius in his third year.

If he were an SS-rank genius in his fourth year, he might be more interested.

In the Silla Nation spectator stands

Jin Zhongyu, who had dyed his hair silver, rubbed his handsome hairstyle and revealed a smile:

"It seems my luck is good; I actually really matched against Lin Qi from the Xia Guo."

"I will teach him a good lesson."

Others around him also flattered him.

"Oppa, you are an SS-rank genius; defeating an SS-rank genius in his second year from the Xia Guo shouldn't be a piece of cake?"

"Let the geniuses of the Xia Guo also witness the strength of our Silla Nation."

Jin Zhongyu listened to everyone's flattery and felt lighthearted.

With his talent, he would definitely break through to the Ninth Realm in the future and become the savior of the Silla Nation.

Song Zhengzai had originally wanted to flatter him along with the others, but once he thought about his battle with Lin Qi.

He suddenly felt that Senior Brother Jin Zhongyu's situation was not looking good.

Lin Qi's strength might have been underestimated by everyone.

But he was afraid of being mocked as a coward if he said it out loud, so the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down.

After the battle table was released,

The third round of the main competition officially began.

This time, four arenas were divided to proceed simultaneously, intending to finish the third round within half a day.

A few minutes later

The sound of the intelligent voice rang in Lin Qi's ears.

【Contestant Lin Qi, prepare to take the stage!】

As soon as the voice fell, he stood up, was shrouded in crimson light, and soared into the sky to descend onto one of the arenas.

In the spectator stands, Vault of Heaven Martial Path University, or a large number of spectators, saw Lin Qi take the stage, and their gazes all turned over.

At the same time, there were the various leaders in the high-level spectator stands.

Even King Shanhe, a Ninth Realm title-level martial artist, looked over.

This genius named Lin Qi was also cultivating the simplified version of his ultimate art, "Shanhe Heavy Heaven," called "Shanhe Spear Art."

This also piqued his interest.

On the arena, the crimson light pillar dissipated.

The Silla Nation contestant Jin Zhongyu walked out; he was tall and lean, waving a long sword.

He wore a silver combat suit, and his aura was piercingly cold.

He tilted his head to look at Lin Qi, his whole person exuding intensity.

Jin Zhongyu raised his hand, his sharp long sword pointing at Lin Qi, and he said with the corners of his mouth raised:

"Lin Qi of the Xia Guo!"

"Remember my name; I am Jin Zhongyu of the Silla Nation!"

"Remember this sword of mine, because it will pierce your throat in ten seconds."

Lin Qi couldn't be bothered to speak after hearing this, looking at Jin Zhongyu as if he were looking at a fool.

【Main competition third round, match 6, the competition officially begins!】

Above the arena, the intelligent voice announced that the battle had officially begun.

"Boom!!"

The moment the battle started, the entire arena instantly kicked up gusts of wild wind.

Jin Zhongyu instantly released his special ability, 【Swift Wind】.

Cyan patterns emerged beneath his exposed skin, and his aura was also constantly growing stronger.

"Die!"

Cyan power circled his sharp sword, forming a sword beam as he swung it.

(End of chapter)