Chapter 929 Qualifier

When the light realms of the second group dissipated, the dark realms of the other end also dissipated.

"It seems to be over there." Feng Boliang put away the dark scepter and tilted his thumb behind him. There, Yan Xuemeng and Feng Juntong were both unconscious and fell to the ground, leaving only Ye Shuo alone.

"Although we still want to have fun with you, we'll end it as well."

Yan Shilin nodded slightly: "Who is going to deal with him?" Even though the two of them had experienced a fierce battle before, he was still handsome and as if he was like a god. Even the slightly whispered clothes could not find any dust or wrinkles.

Feng Boliang threw a wink at him and smiled mischievously: "Together?"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them rushed out with great understanding and the energy in their hands spread. The pressure that covered the field on a large scale seemed to have the power to subvert the universe. If they had given all their strength from the beginning, the winner and defeat on this arena could be almost instantly determined.

Ye Shuo stood up straight, and when he was sure that Yan Xuemeng was just unconscious due to exhaustion of physical strength, he let down half of his heart. And he also knew that the next battle would be his only way to the top ten, and he had to face it!

This time, no one will help him again. Everything depends on yourself.

Ye Shuo was extremely wary of these two talented contestants who have been praised until now. But when he really tried to deal with them, he really realized what a sense of powerlessness is.

It was different from every battle before. He only felt that under the cover of their spiritual power, the whole world seemed to be pressing down on him. He was like a piece of gravel in the sea, and could only rise and fall with the surging waves.

As expected, they are indeed recognized as champion contenders. Their strength is indeed very strong... Ye Shuo's figure floated and then fell, and the palms in front of him followed him. There was almost no way out of the retreat... He was about to be forced out of the ring!

It’s strange that Yan Fenglin and Feng Boliang’s first cooperation battle was still very tacit. In a blink of an eye, the winner will be decided!

At the last moment, Ye Shuo only had his toes left on the ring. In order to avoid the two attacks facing him, he had to lean back greatly. The scene outside the field came into his eyes at close range, and his heart was constantly pounding. It was over, it was over!

"Dong!"

At this moment, a gong suddenly exploded, and then the drum at the highest point of the arena was also sounded at the same time. The sounds were wave after wave, echoing in every corner of the hall.

These two continuous gongs and drums were deafening and completely suppressed the complex noise.

"The competition is over!"

The examiner's clear voice spread throughout the audience.

Yan Fenglin and Feng Boliang stopped the attack in surprise. Although Ye Shuo was still unknown, he quickly stretched his toes, stood upright, and returned to the arena.

His situation is quite awkward now. When the examiner announced the end, it was the moment when he lost. Although he was still staying in the ring with the two winners, even he himself couldn't tell whether he won or lost!

Behind the audience, one after another, they looked at the examiner in confusion.

"Due to the special situation of this game, there is only one qualifier in the first group," the examiner looked around the audience, and his eyes were particularly on Mo Gucheng, clearing his throat. "In order to reach the final, all participants who are still on the ring will be awarded the qualification to qualify."

“That means…”

"Three people in the second group advanced?" For a moment, the audience was in an uproar.

Ye Shuo was also confused. After learning that he had not lost, somehow, anger surged from his heart.

What is this? This shameful way of qualifying... In this way, I am completely rewarded with the promotion, and I am still the light of Shi Jiutian being eliminated, and the light of Mo Gucheng!

The top ten people in the qualifying market are all based on their strength and they are really good at it. Only they are... they are actually counted in order to make up the numbers! It's like a scoop! Even if they qualify like this, who can respect themselves?

Ye Shuo looked at the examiner and rolled his throat. He wanted to shout at him several times, saying that he didn't want such a victory. He asked him to give this group some time and let himself fight with the two young masters and ladies until he defeated them dignifiedly!

But perhaps, he himself knew that the hope of victory was slim. Once he gambled, he might have to stop at the top ten. It was shameful at all sides. Which way should he choose?

While he was still hesitating, someone was calling out on his behalf.

“This is unfair!”

Shi Jiutian was like an angry lion, and under the hindrance of a group of guards, he was frantically rushing towards the ring. The anger in his eyes seemed to want to swallow him alive.

"Since you have to get ten people together, I should be the one who qualifies! I am the seed player in the first group! Why is that boy cheaper?"

Many of the onlookers nodded and agreed. Yes, although Ye Shuo was able to stay until now, to some extent, proved his strength, if the examiner had not called a stop just now, he would have been eliminated. A loser was forced into the team of the winners. Is this fair to those players who struggled to qualify?

According to personal strength, the one who should qualify is Shi Jiutian. No matter how bad it is, it should be Sikong Sheng from Xueyun Hall? At least everyone was convinced by his previous efforts.

"The Lord of Heavenly Palace has his own decision." The examiner just left this sentence lightly.

Although there were many oppositions and confusions, the qualifying list was indeed settled.

Since it is the master of the Heavenly Palace, no one has any objections anymore.

After the group battle, everyone walked towards the hall in groups of three or three. According to the rules, the candidates still had to gather together and listen to the examiner's announcement of the list of qualifiers, as well as the schedule and precautions for the finals. However, because the hall is wide and the number of candidates is large, the process of gathering still took a lot of time.

Yan Xuemeng caught up with Ye Shuo who was walking alone. After the competition, they were all unconscious or seriously injured. After the candidates, they received simple treatment from the responsible personnel and can now move normally. When she heard about Ye Shuo's promotion, she rushed to congratulate him.

"Ye Shuo, congratulations on qualifying!"

Yan Xuemeng smiled at him sincerely, but Ye Shuo just glanced at her coldly and quickly accelerated his pace again.

"However, since you want to participate in the competition, why not come to me?" Yan Xuemeng did not notice his abnormality and said excitedly, "We can give you a recommendation quota!"

Before the primary election began, Ye Shuo had never contacted her. Yan Xuemeng took the initiative to send a message and told him about the Tiangong Gate assessment, but he never replied.

I vaguely remember that because the Tiangong Gate and Jiuyou Palace were too close, he had a lot of opinions about the owner of the Tiangong Palace. Maybe he really didn't want to take the exam, but Yan Xuemeng was thinking like this. Therefore, when she saw Ye Shuo in the exam room, she was really surprised.

He actually came! Moreover, he passed the pre-select as a passerby. Compared with those candidates with recommended quotas, passers-by have a great disadvantage. As a friend, especially when it was just a small task to issue him, Yan Xuemeng didn't want to see him working so hard.

After her words, Ye Shuo's steps did stop. But a layer of haze suddenly appeared on his face.

"Haha, forget it, I never like to play with those vulgar ones." Ye Shuo glanced at her and sneered, "What's more, now I rely on myself, have I successfully advanced?"

After saying that, he threw away Yan Xuemeng and left with great strides.

Even though he knew that Yan Xuemeng was out of good intentions and helped him a lot in the game just now, he still couldn't control his temper.

What I have to say is that the timing of Yan Xuemeng's appearance is really not right.

It just happened that he "promoted" after he "gained out"... he hated this "gained out". He took advantage of all his efforts in the early stage, as if he could qualify, but he only relied on his wealth!

At this time, Yan Xuemeng came to ask herself again, why didn’t they ask them to help issue recommendation quotas. Haha... Ye Shuo sneered in his heart. Do I have to beg for you Tianxiao Pavilion? Without your recommendation quotas, I will be useless? Are you feeling sorry for me and giving me a gift?

If you have to benefit from qualifying and even the "recommended quota" is worth it, then what is my status in this assessment? Do you want everyone to think that I am like Rong Xiao, and I am a soft-hearted person?

He asked kindly, but it was sarcastic. Yan Xuemeng, who was left behind, felt aggrieved. She slowly moved her steps, and a little sadness was dyed between her slender eyebrows.

At this time, a figure in white-clothed snow appeared next to her at the right time, walking side by side with her.

"Xuemeng, is the injury I suffered before, even more important?"

Listening to the gentle voice, Yan Xuemeng was moved and nodded and responded: "Brother Shi Lin, thank you for caring about me, it's okay."

Yan Shilin looked at her gaze, full of care and doting: "After the end of the show, I will help you exercise your energy and adjust your breathing. Even if it is a minor injury, you can't be careless. If there are sequelae, it will be troublesome."

Her is reflected in his eyes, and his world is filled with her.

"Brother Shi Lin, I..." Yan Xuemeng was about to speak when a cold finger pressed on her lips.

"Don't refuse."

"Did you forget?" Yan Shilin stared at her gently, "I will always be your knight."

"Brother Shi Lin..." Yan Xuemeng was finally coaxed by him and smiled, "You are such a good person!"

Yan Shilin was stunned, and a shadow flashed through his heart inexplicably.

If it was usual, hearing such comments would only make him smile. But when Feng Boliang said that if he was just being kind to a girl, he would only get the answer "You are a good person, but we are not suitable." Although he didn't care at the time, he actually heard this "good person" from Xue Meng's mouth, which made him feel a little harsh.

Xue Meng, in your heart, how do you view me?

When Yan Xuemeng looked at Ye Shuo's back and was in a daze, there was another girl who looked at the lonely and strong back, her eyes that had always been empty, and she had a slight palpitation.

"Xiaotong," Feng Boliang raised his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "What are you looking at?"

Feng Juntong took a while to look back and said hesitantly: "Did you know that person and I have known each other before?"

Feng Boliang also looked along her gaze: "No, at least I haven't heard you mention it."

Feng Juntong gently lowered her eyelids: "There is always a...very familiar feeling."

After the competition just now, when she saw that person again, she inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy.

Although she could not remember the specific competition process, only that sense of familiarity was still imprinted in her heart, like a shadow.

It seems like I have had a very long dream, and there is him in that dream...

Feng Boliang couldn't understand what the sister was thinking, but soon she caught a figure that attracted her even more interest.

He quickly caught up with him and raised his hand to slap his shoulder.

"Hi, great genius!"

"I have heard a saying, 'Walk other people's paths and leave others with no way'. It should be like you, right?"

Although Mo Gucheng walked quickly with a calm face, Feng Boliang still followed him. On the surface, they seemed to be walking side by side.

"When the finals, will you be so arrogant to me?"

Mo Gucheng finally spoke: "As long as I get on the ring, I will do my best."

Feng Boliang nodded seriously and patted his shoulder again: "Come on, you can do it."

Behind them.

"Brother-in-law, don't worry," Feng Junye put his arms around Rong Xiao's shoulder. "You know Sister Bo Liang. She has a relatively 'live' personality and can chat with anyone, but it's all pure friendship, it's okay."

Wu Jiyuan followed and got on the other side of him: "Yes, my girl has also talked to someone else. I'm still quite optimistic."

Rong Xiao did not answer. He looked at the backs of the two people in front of him. Among them, he was maintaining a distance of no long or short. Perhaps that was the distance he had been chasing.
To be continued...