Chapter 1373

"The fifth match, defender Dantai Qijun, versus the challenge seed..."

True One Immortal Emperor's voice sounded again.

He Pingsheng did not pay attention to the fifth group's match, because it basically had nothing to do with him anymore.

On the other side, Yao Kaidi came to his side with a chuckle: "Daoist He... we meet again, hehehe..."

Yao Kaidi cupped his hands toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng nodded and said: "Daoist Fatty Dragon, your style is truly as impressive as it was back then!"

"Hahaha..." Yao Kaidi laughed loudly, and after a while, he said: "However, Daoist He, why did you change your name? You... that He Pingsheng?"

"To tell you the truth, I've actually been following you for a long time!"

He Pingsheng said: "That's a long story, I won't go into it!"

"You just need to know that my name is Wang Dun now!"

"Alright, alright, alright!" Yao Kaidi said: "Daoist Wang, I'm going to challenge you later!"

He Pingsheng: …………

Good grief!

But there's no help for it; these are the rules of the game!

There are sixteen groups in total, with sixteen defenders and sixteen challenge seeds.

After a challenge seed fails, they can still go and challenge the defenders of other groups.

This is the rule, and it is also the right of the seeds.

But He Pingsheng thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "If you don't want to waste time, you'd better not look for me!"

Yao Kaidi asked: "Why?"

He Pingsheng smiled and said nothing!

Yao Kaidi said: "Alright then... I believe you. Daoist, could you give me a pointer on which defender is the weakest?"

He Pingsheng looked from front to back.

Besides the people he was familiar with, the weakest among these sixteen defenders were Luo Bingyao, the Dantai family's Holy Son, the Dragon Clan's Ao Xun, and a guy from the Divine Ape Clan named Mao Yiwang.

Those four were the weakest!

Of course, He Pingsheng was only judging based on their origins.

"The weakest one should be Luo Bingyao!" He Pingsheng pointed at his own disciple.

Luo Bingyao's face darkened: "Master, how can you say that about your disciple?"

He Pingsheng smiled: "Although the weakest is my disciple Luo Bingyao, I advise you not to go up; you can't beat Bingyao!"

Yao Kaidi immediately looked dejected: "Forget it, forget it... I won't fight, it's meaningless. Anyway, I can't get into the top three no matter what!"

Indeed!

In this stage, only the top three get points, so many people's desire to compete is not very strong.

The matches on the stage were still continuing, but the entertainment value was still not high.

For example, Ji Wuxin and the others, although they were eighth-tier origins, their combat power was a notch below geniuses who dominate the ages like Wang Dun, He Pingsheng, and Han Houzhi, but their opponents were very weak, with seventh-tier or even sub-seventh-tier origins.

So even when geniuses like Ji Wuxin and Dantai Qijun were competing, they could still kill their opponents in two or three moves.

The entertainment value was basically gone!

Dantai Qijun, Ji Wuxin, Huo Zhengnan, Huo Zhengxu, Xuan Gu, Xiling Tianchen, and Kong Shengji were the ten eighth-tier geniuses.

Besides these ten, there were five more, namely the Dantai Holy Son, Li Zijun, Ao Xun, Luo Bingyao, and Mao Yiwang.

Among them, He Pingsheng could not see Li Zijun's bloodline origin clearly, but the other four were all top-tier seventh-tier origins.

Starting from the Dantai Holy Son, the matches became somewhat interesting, as the opponents could trade blows with them.

Generally speaking, it was impossible to determine a result without dozens of rounds of fighting.

So the time seemed particularly long.

Dantai Holy Son wins!

Li Zijun wins!

Ao Xun wins!

Then, Luo Bingyao from the fifteenth group took the stage and began to face the Xiling Holy Maiden, Xiling Tianxue.

Luo Bingyao's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Bingyao... I'm sorry!"

"Actually, I have always been kept in the dark; I had no idea about the family's schemes. Believe me, in my heart, I have always regarded you as my best sister!"

"I know I've let you down, but you must believe me, I never thought about hurting you!"

"Fortunately, you didn't suffer any losses, and our Xiling family also paid a heavy price!"

"Can you... forgive me?"

Xiling Tianxue looked at Luo Bingyao.

Luo Bingyao shook her head: "Put away your sisterly affection; you don't even believe these words yourself, do you?"

"I'm serious!" Xiling Tianxue said: "If you forgive me, I guarantee I will never hurt you again in the future, and, for this match, I can even concede!"

Xiling Tianxue's current cultivation was lower than Luo Bingyao's, only at the eleventh layer.

And although both were seventh-tier origins, seventh-tier and seventh-tier are still different.

Relatively speaking, Luo Bingyao was at the top of the seventh tier.

She was only a hair's breadth away from the eighth tier.

Xiling Tianxue's origin was just a tiny bit lower than Luo Bingyao's.

With such a slightly lower origin and a slightly lower cultivation level, her combat power was significantly lower.

Coupled with Luo Bingyao's supernatural powers and her innate Void Linggen, if there were no external items to boost her, Xiling Tianxue had almost no possibility of winning against Luo Bingyao.

So Xiling Tianxue was smart; knowing she couldn't win, she thought of using a concession to exchange for Luo Bingyao's forgiveness.

And even if she could win, it would be meaningless if she couldn't get into the top three.

But if she could obtain the other party's forgiveness, that would still be meaningful.

Xiling Tianxue's plan was good, but unfortunately, Luo Bingyao ignored it.

Luo Bingyao sat directly on the stone stool, and the next moment, her spiritual sense blasted out, arriving in the illusion array.

Xiling Tianxue was helpless and could only follow her in.

Boom...

Luo Bingyao did not hold back; as soon as she started, she exhaled the immortal spiritual power within her body, transforming it into a thousand-foot-long phantom of a blood blade!

Supernatural Power: Heavenly Net Blood Blade Slash!

"Heavenly Net Blood Blade Slash?" Xiling Tianxue was shocked and said: "Luo Bingyao, are you using my Xiling family's supernatural power to deal with me?"

"Hmph..." Luo Bingyao snorted coldly and said: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, this supernatural power is top-tier Heavenly Tier, not that trashy mid-tier one from your family!"

After speaking, Luo Bingyao brought down her blade!

This strike not only had an attack of immortal spiritual power but also a spiritual sense attack.

But Xiling Tianxue was the Holy Maiden of the Xiling family and was extremely familiar with this Heavenly Net Blood Blade Slash; she dodged left and right and then used offense as defense, still managing to block Luo Bingyao's attack with great difficulty.

Then the two of them began a great battle, trading blows.

Throughout the fight, Luo Bingyao was suppressing Xiling Tianxue.

At about the seventeenth or eighteenth move, Luo Bingyao finally relied on her own advantages to kill the Xiling Holy Maiden.

Fifteenth group, Luo Bingyao wins!

Then, in the sixteenth group, Mao Yiwang wins.

In all sixteen groups, without a single exception, the defenders won, and all the challenge seeds failed their challenges.

"Tianxue, go challenge Wang Dun in the first group... he's just a straw bag, you can definitely beat him!"

After all the matches ended, Kong Shengji gave Xiling Tianxue an idea.

Xiling Tianxue almost vomited blood: Me? Challenge Wang Dun?

Do I not know how my great-grandfather died?

"Are there any challenge seeds challenging other defenders?" True One Immortal Emperor looked at the crowd and asked.

As it turned out, no one went to challenge.

"Alright!" True One said: "Since there are no challenges, the sixteen people who advanced, come over and draw lots; draw lots to select your opponents!"