Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1285

Chapter 1285: Chapter 665: Overcoming Skill with Strength (Part 2)

"The rules are as follows."

The examiner waved his robe, and nine dragon-carved stone pillars rose around the stage.

"The third round consists of three matches.

The first match is an individual battle, with three spots available; the second match is a wheel battle, with spots randomly allocated, up to six; the third match is a melee, where everyone competes for the last spot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao had already raised his hand high.

"Senior! How many spots can be seized in the second match at most?"

"Six."

The examiner gave him a meaningful look.

"Provided you have the strength."

Ling Xiao’s lips curved into a dangerous arc, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

This answer caused the surrounding cultivators’ faces to change dramatically, and several Holy Land disciples sneered again and again.

"Six? Such big talk!"

"A mere Loose Cultivator dreaming of monopolizing the spots?"

"If you can take six, I’ll stand on my head and eat crap!"

This last provocation came from a Holy Land disciple with a face full of horizontal meat.

Ling Xiao was unfazed, instead smiling and making a throat-slitting gesture at him.

"Remember what you said."

The examiner cleared his throat lightly, suppressing the commotion.

"In the first individual battle, choose your own opponent, the winner advances. Start now!"

Cultivators from the other two squares immediately took action, unanimously casting their gaze toward Xu Guangzhi.

This "soft target" barely squeezed into the top three in the second round.

"I choose him!"

"No, I saw him first!"

"Mr. Xu, please teach us!"

Xu Guangzhi was so angry that his face turned livid, veins bulging on his forehead.

He was, after all, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, when had he ever been so looked down upon?

"You!"

He suddenly pointed at one of the smaller cultivators.

"Get up here!"

The cultivator didn’t expect Xu Guangzhi to choose him, and his face turned pale instantly.

But with everyone watching, he could only muster the courage to leap onto the stage.

The others quickly selected their opponents as well.

Ling Xiao stretched his wrists and walked straight toward a burly man in black holding a Nine-Ring Great Saber.

"You’ll do."

Ling Xiao grinned.

"I hope you can give me a warm-up."

The burly man in black snorted coldly.

"Arrogant!"

But still followed Ling Xiao to the designated stage.

In the blink of an eye, only three people were left without choosing.

Gu Sheng, a scholarly young man holding a wooden fan, and an elderly man with grayed hair and beard.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a long green robe fluttering lightly in the wind, holding the wooden fan lightly, appearing harmless.

Being able to rank second in the second round Array assessment, he was definitely not ordinary.

Soon, the third round of the match began, and nine cultivators who stood out from each square stood on the Central Square, surrounded by spectators that were several times more numerous than in the previous two rounds.

"Everyone, the rules for this round are as follows."

The presiding elder’s voice was like a great bell, echoing over the square.

"The nine of you will freely form into four groups, with two facing off in each, leaving one out.

The one left out will compete against the other contestants after all matches are over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine contestants began to scrutinize each other.

Gu Sheng stood at the edge of the crowd, his gaze under the black robe as calm as water, yet secretly observing the strengths and weaknesses of everyone’s aura.

His gaze briefly met Ling Xiao’s, and both read fighting intent in each other’s eyes, but tacitly looked away.

"What a pity, can’t choose within the same group."

Ling Xiao grinned, revealing his trademark tiger teeth.

"Otherwise, I’d really want to experience your fists now."

Gu Sheng didn’t answer, merely nodded slightly.

He knew Ling Xiao was referring to the matter of him surpassing him in the second round ranking.

This seemingly carefree young man was prouder than anyone else at heart.

The choice fell to Gu Sheng.

His gaze swept over the remaining people and finally rested on the scholar who looked the youngest.

The scholar, clad in a green robe and holding a wooden fan, had a fair complexion and was looking at everyone with a smile.

"I’ll choose him."

Gu Sheng pointed at the scholar, his voice indifferent.

The scholar was momentarily stunned, then cupped his hands.

"I am Dai Hongmao, nice to meet you."

Ling Xiao whistled.

"Good eye, Gu, picking a soft target."

Though the smile on Dai Hongmao’s face remained unchanged, his eyes carried a cold glint.

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