However, Yang Ji knew very well that if he had such a "Void Soul Crystal", he would never exchange it. Because no reward can compare with the "Martial Saint Potential" and the profound and mysterious "Perception of Time and Space".
The best use of this "Void Soul Crystal" is not to sell it to the nobles in the capital, but to use it for yourself. Although it takes a lot of risks, once it succeeds, the benefits are immeasurable.
Yang Ji has entered the "lava space". Only those who have explored these "alien spaces" and have corresponding experience can deeply understand the precious value of "Void Ghost".
The atmosphere now has become completely lively. Whether it is Yang Ji, Bai Zongdao, Zhang Daoyi, Jian Wujiu, or the children of the aristocratic families from outside the continent, all of them have been completely attracted.
A big red robe, a heavyweight sword at the eighth level of martial arts, a royal "Emperor Pill", plus the priority qualification of a "general", and a "void soul crystal"...
The rewards for this martial arts examination are unbelievably rich, enough to tempt any discerning warrior.
"besides……"
On the stage, the examiner from Imperial Capital looked at the enthusiastic crowd and laughed, and a loud voice sounded throughout the martial arts hall:
"The first place Wu Jieyuan and the second and third ranked Wu Juren will also be rewarded with a royal secret book and a royal secret book respectively!"
"boom!"
As soon as the sound fell, the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed, and the crowd was boiling. The sound of shouting from the mountains was endless.
The rewards for this year's martial arts examination are incredibly rich. This is a reward for the most outstanding martial arts geniuses, but it is also an encouragement to them!
After the announcement of this year's awards, the atmosphere in the martial arts examinations suddenly rose to another level and reached another intense height.
"Okay, now I officially announce that the final knockout round of the martial arts examination has officially begun!"
The examiner from Imperial Capital pressed the handrails with both hands, and with a bang, he stood up like a majestic mountain. The boundless momentum expanded the audience, and with the sound of "dang" and the clear sound of bells, the competition officially began.
"Brother Yang, come on!"
"Ha! Same for you!"
…
Yang Ji and Ouyang Zhuming looked at each other, quickly closed their eyes and adjusted their breath, preparing for today's competition. There are still twenty-eight candidates left.
But this time, every contestant has passed various tests. After going through the test of literary examination, they stand out. Every one of them is a master among masters.
Even Yang Ji must be taken seriously.
"Boom!"
All eight arenas were hidden and submerged underground. A huge arena that was several times the size of the previous one slowly rose from the ground. The rainbow light from the barrier was exceptionally dazzling.
A martial arts examiner walked onto the stage and announced the rules of the competition:
First. Among all the twenty-eight candidates, once any one has been defeated twelve times in total, he will be automatically eliminated. Because there are only twelve martial arts candidates.
Anyone who loses twelve rounds is destined to miss out on the position of this year’s martial arts contestant!
Second, a simple elimination round was held on the first day. Twenty-eight candidates were randomly paired in pairs, creating a "loser group" of 14 candidates who lost, and a "winner group" of 14 candidates who won.
.
Any candidate who wins eight consecutive games in the "winner group" will be automatically promoted (equivalent to defeating 16 opponents), become a "martial arts examiner" for this year's martial arts examination, and gain a spot on the gold list in advance.
In other words, any candidate who is the fastest will only need to go through nine competitions to obtain the title of "Martial Arts Examiner" before the end of this martial arts examination.
In addition, this martial arts examination prohibits the use of evil magic weapons and the killing of opponents... These are no different from other levels of martial arts examinations.
…
After Yang Ji heard the rules of the competition, his heart sank slightly. The rules of this martial arts examination seemed simple and clear, but they contained a lot of hidden information.
First of all, the competition in the "winner group" will affect the competition in the "loser group". When every candidate in the "winner group" fails, it means that another candidate in the "loser group"
If the candidates do not participate in the competition, they will lose one more game.
This is the rule of "the weak are weaker and the strong are stronger".
In fact, it seems that you only need to go through nine exams at the fastest to stand out from the twenty-eight candidates and reserve a spot as a "Martial Arts Examiner" on the gold list.
But according to the competition venue, only six such "martial arts practitioners" can be born at most.
When the roster of the six martial arts examiners is released, the situation for everyone else will become even more difficult. Because this means that the remaining twenty-two people have to fight for the last six martial arts examination candidates.
Finally, and most importantly:
Anyone who loses one game will automatically lose the qualification to compete for "Wu Jieyuan". The martial arts examination is different from other exams, and "Wu Jieyuan" must be the unrivaled first person.
If you lose to someone else, you are no longer considered a martial artist.
Secondly, as long as anyone loses three games, he does not have to participate in the final "top three" competition! In other words, An Anxin will receive a "Big Red Robe", an "Emperor's Pill", and a sword at the eighth level of martial arts.
Just use the device!
So it seemed that the hall was bustling with a festive atmosphere, but for the twenty-eight contestants including Yang Ji, it was not the case at all.
In this final game, no one can win. Any failure means missing out on "Wu Jieyuan".
After three defeats, forget about the "Royal Secret Skills" and "Void Soul Crystal". The best achievement is to become a "Martial Arts Scholar".
As for the losers, when those people are struggling in the losing group and trying their best not to violate the rule of "fail twelve games and strike out", an unexpected news may make them lose all their efforts.
And even if they perform very well, it doesn't mean that these people can successfully squeeze into the gold list and compete for the remaining positions of "Martial Arts Scholars".
In the last round of competition, everyone's situation was quite severe.
It is not easy for everyone to overcome many difficulties, overcome obstacles, and reach this point. In order to reach this point, everyone secretly does not know how much effort they have put in.
This is not a simple game. The loser loses not only the "martial arts examination" but also his or her "future".
There is no room for losers in a world where the weak and the strong eat each other!
"Twenty-seven opponents, easier said than done!"
Yang Ji was filled with emotion. Zhang Pu, Jian Wujiu, Sima Shaozhen, heirs of Sheyang Palace, children of aristocratic families inside and outside the continent... none of these people were weak.
To defeat all opponents without any failure is a big challenge for anyone. Not to mention, in this martial arts examination, God knows how many others are hiding their strength like themselves.
Yang Ji scanned the crowd and found that he was not the only one with ugly faces in the crowd. Apparently, others had also penetrated the rules and sensed the hidden atmosphere.
However, no matter what Yang Ji and those brilliant opponents thought, the martial arts examination was like a big wheel that was always turning, starting his unstoppable process:
"In the first game, No. 777 Zhang Pu and No. 30 Ouyang Zhu Ming are on the field!"
…
The voice of the martial arts examiner sounded in the ring, and several figures under the ring trembled and shook violently. Yang Ji turned his head and found that Ouyang Zhuming's face was pale.
"I never expected that I would encounter this murderous god in the first scene."
Ouyang Zhuming raised his head, feeling bitter in his heart. If he didn't know the details of Zhang Pu, he might be full of fighting spirit. But knowing that there is an evil god clone hidden in the opponent's body, and his strength is fully qualified to be the first in this year's martial arts examination, Ouyang Zhuming
I know that I am afraid of "bad luck".
It doesn't matter if you win or lose in one game. You will be knocked out after losing twelve games. But the reality is far from that simple. The first round of games is the group stage.
Once you fail, you will be divided into the "failure group" and fall into the endless quagmire of the competition.
Ouyang Zhuming did not expect that he would be so unlucky.
"Don't worry, come on! There is still hope!"
Yang Ji patted Ouyang Zhuming on the shoulder with a sympathetic look on his face. When he met Zhang Pu in the first game, Ouyang Zhuming already had a 90% chance of missing out on this year's martial arts examination.
"Brother Yang, you don't need to comfort me. I know what will happen."
Ouyang Zhuming smiled bitterly, straightened his clothes, and walked forward.
The first battle did not last long. Ouyang Zhuming's strength was not bad. When the sound of the end of the battle sounded, Ouyang Zhuming became the first person to be entered into the "loser group" since the last round of competition.
Ouyang Zhuyang was quickly carried off the ring. Although his injuries were serious, his life was not in danger. According to the procedures of the martial arts examination, because his injuries were serious, military attachés from the imperial court had already carried him away for treatment.
Although Yang Ji sympathized with him, according to the rules of the martial arts examination, when the imperial court took over, no one could approach him, and the same was true for Yang Ji.
Knowing that Ouyang Zhuming was fine, Yang Ji's attention quickly shifted to the stage.
"He is stronger!"
Yang Ji stood in the crowd, looking at Zhang Pu on the stage, and his heart went up and down. Zhang Pu's strength was much stronger than when Yang Ji saw him before, and his strong aura almost overflowed.
Just by the aura that he exuded, Zhang Pu had already reached the eighth level of martial arts, which was similar to the "wooden puppet" that Yang Ji saw in Gou Mang Palace.
Although there is an evil "clone of the evil god" hidden in his body, Zhang Pu's moves are full of open and close, full of yang energy, without any hint of evil.
From the outside, no flaws can be seen at all.
But Yang Ji clearly felt that the blood in his body was very mixed, like the accumulation of a large amount of flesh and blood, without that refined feeling at all.
"Next round, No. 29 Bai Zongdao, No. 68 Zhao Muhuai!"
…
The powerful voice of the martial arts examiner resounded through the hall. As soon as the voice fell, a high-spirited figure stepped onto the ring. This was a young man who was relatively unfamiliar to Yang Ji and had not seen much before. (To be continued.)