Chapter 39: The Main Tournament Begins

  After six days of pre-selection, the 300 million participants were narrowed down to just 3,000. These 3,000 emerging players will join the 200 seeded players in the main tournament.

  There is no doubt that those who can enter the final are absolutely the best among the young people of this generation, geniuses among geniuses, otherwise they would not be able to make it to the final.

  Moreover, this session of the Martial Arts Conference has also attracted over a hundred extremely powerful external geniuses, which makes many people worry that the champion will be snatched away by geniuses from other realms.

  After all, in the past two days, other circles of genius have performed too strongly, and those who can enter the finals are the places that were snatched from the seeded players, attracting worldwide attention.

  "I don't know how the final match will be held?"

  "As usual, it should still be held in the Dream God Realm, divided into 32 zones, with 100 people in each zone. Those who fail three times will be eliminated, until the last person is decided to participate in the final 32-strong competition."

  "The next month will be a great battle to watch every day, cool, cool, cool."

  "I don't know who will laugh in the end."

  Many people also rushed into the Dream God Realm, discussing it in an uproar.

  "I think it's best to put all the hundred or so geniuses from outside the boundary in one district. Haha, let them kill each other."

  "It shouldn't be possible, right? Following tradition, 200 seeded players are evenly distributed across the 32 districts."

  "Mind your own business, let's get started. Shut up."

  Under the gaze of the crowd, the first martial arts tournament of this session officially begins.

  Lin Huang blended in calmly among the three thousand people who had made it through the preliminary round, while the two hundred seeded players walked in from a separate passageway.

  Lin Huang's gaze swept over them, nodding his head. Those who could become Seed Candidates were indeed extraordinary, each with their own unique charm and not at all ordinary.

  "It's been so long. It's finally started."

  The speaker was a young man wearing a purple gold crown and a nine-dragon purple robe, with a majestic aura, and an air of disdain for the world in every gesture. Walking among the 200 seed players, he was also extremely eye-catching, and was a genius from outside the realm.

  Her gaze was like lightning, staring at the one walking in front, her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, her short hair was stunning, and her elegant and refreshing figure was that of Xun Qingcheng. A sly smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, "I didn't expect there would be such a stunning beauty. After killing that fake saint, I'll take you back as my concubine."

  "How arrogant! How presumptuous!" someone immediately spoke up in rebuke, with an unfriendly gaze.

  "What are you? I'm talking, it's none of your business to interrupt." The young man with the purple gold crown suddenly turned hostile, his palm moved, and he was about to take action.

  "But a small snake dares to be so arrogant. This is the territory of the human world, if you want to show off your power, roll back to your snake world!"

  "Whatever, whatever. Go back and drink milk with your grandma."

  "Haha!"

  Many people couldn't help but laugh secretly, especially the seeded players from the human world, who gave a big thumbs up in secret. This hatred is well-deserved.

  "Ah! You despicable human tribe, you're courting death!" The young man in the purple and gold Daoist crown was thoroughly enraged, his cheeks flushing with a hint of golden scales, exuding an ancient, sacred aura.

  "Who just spoke up? Step forward!"

  "What the...! Who among you didn't zip up properly and let this thing out?" Another sarcastic voice, with a lazy tone that could kill someone with boredom, stood up.

  Not very old, only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a subtle and introverted spirit, the black and white eyes moved, revealing a clever and agile appearance.

  "Shi Hao of the Supreme Dao Field."

  "It's him, apart from him, who else can be invincible in verbal sparring."

  "This little snake is going to be suffocated to death. Hehe."

  It was clear that the eighteen- or nineteen-year-old youth was quite famous, and as soon as he stood up, he was immediately recognized by people.

  "Looking for death!" The youth in purple and gold robes fell silent, his eyes flashing with divine light as golden scales began to cover his entire body.

  "Are you looking for a fight with me?" The Supreme Daoist, Shi Hao, shook his finger and nodded slightly, "In that case, come at me together."

  With a glance at the numerous geniuses outside the circle, Zhang Yang became arrogant and unstoppable.

  "I knew it."

  Someone whispered a sentence, apparently extremely familiar with Shi Hao.

  "Golden scales unfold, the Jiao transforms into a dragon. You are the first genius of this generation of the Jiao Long tribe, Ao Ying. I accept your challenge. Let's settle this at the Martial Arts Assembly."

  It was Xǔ Qīngchéng who spoke, his tone confident, pointing out the origin of the young man with the purple gold crown, without saying more, he took a step forward and stood in the middle of the venue.

  Someone like Ruxu Qingcheng is the most eye-catching presence, even among millions of people, and is the first to be noticed. Lin Huang was no exception.

  Lin Huang was no stranger to Xu Qingcheng, as the unparalleled genius jointly created by the Taiyi Sect and the Heavenly God Academy, two of the greatest holy lands. Every time Xu Qingcheng grew stronger, it was a sensational headline that shook the world.

  Especially after Xie Qingcheng turned 16, she was hailed as a national goddess and the object of affection for many people.

  For a time, Lin Huang also paid attention to Xu Qingcheng. After all, compared to his own dull and almost gloomy life, Xu Qingcheng's life was radiant and high above, vastly different, making him feel envious at that time.

  But now Lin Huang just gave Xue Qingcheng a faint glance and then withdrew his gaze, lowering his head to look at the palm of his hand.

  Xu Qingcheng's beautiful eyes swept across the 3,000 contestants in the preliminary round, searching for Lin Huang.

  She had read Lin Huang's information and studied him earlier than those geniuses present.

  That capture operation at the Ministry of Public Security was their first encounter. Unfortunately, she lost and failed to anticipate Lin Huang's intentions beforehand. It was also from that day on that she remembered Lin Huang.

  And now it would be their second confrontation, Xu Qingcheng did not allow himself to fail.

  "Is it you?"

  Xu Qingcheng's eyes locked onto one person, her head lowered so she couldn't see his face clearly, but her intuition told her that it was Lin Huang.

  He took a glance and then withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention.

  Apart from Xu Qingcheng, the other two hundred Seed Disciples were also searching for Lin Lang's whereabouts, especially those geniuses from outside the realm, who had come specifically for Lin Lang.

  The unscrupulous gaze swept over, making the three thousand players who entered the main tournament through the preliminary round feel a little embarrassed. Finally, someone couldn't help but stand up, with dazzling divine light, as if the sun had fallen to the ground, his eyes flashing like lightning, strong and overbearing: "You so-called seeded players, are you provoking me?!"

  "Come out. I'll give you a death."

  Overbearing and domineering, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

  "It is the body of the sun god. It must be the body of the sun god."

  Someone shouted and recognized this person.

  "Fine. We are all geniuses, why bother with those restrictive rules. I'm the arrogant one who wants to see the Sun God's body, and swallowing your Sun God fire can complete my Ten Fire Divine Technique."

  A figure emerged with flames of various colors circulating throughout his body. He was the unparalleled genius of the Fire Realm, Shi Huo Ao Ren.

  "Not bad, not bad. Let's start the massacre! Those bound by rules are not geniuses. I'll kill all these people and I don't believe we can't find that fake saint!" Several more cold and detached outsiders stepped forward, sneering at everyone with disdain."

  "These scoundrels, with just over a hundred men, dare to claim they will wipe us out, it's simply absurd!"

  Someone couldn't help but shout in anger.

  "Foolish human tribe. A fool like you, even if there were only three thousand, let alone thirty thousand, I could swallow them all in one mouth!" A person with a strange flower pattern on his forehead stood out, with greedy eyes, and was the unparalleled genius of the Gluttony Tribe.

  "Enough idle chatter, kill!" The speaker was a genius of the Blood Clan. With a movement of his body, blood light burst forth and transformed into several streams of blood light that shot towards several people.

  "That's enough!"

  The holy position has arrived, as the big boss of the Arbitration Court, the Endless Sword Saint comes out to host the opening of the regular season. With a loud shout, he suppresses the entire audience, "This time, according to the rules..."

  As soon as the words of Zhongnan Sword Saint were spoken, countless divine lights shot up into the sky, and the aura of treasures rose to the heavens. More than 3,000 geniuses, each carrying their own proud, overbearing, and arrogant momentum, used the divine artifacts on their bodies to break through the boundary pressure of Zhongnan Sword Saint and contend with him.

  Zongnan Jian Sheng's pupils contracted, and he cursed in his heart. Bing Feng Jian Sheng had spread the news too widely, and most of the geniuses who entered the main tournament were given heavy treasures by their sects to counter Lin Huang's realm suppression.

  But now he has yet to contend with Lin Huang, but he has somehow managed to withstand the pressure of Zhongnan Jian Sheng, leaving him somewhat disheveled.

  "The throne is nothing but this! Lin Huang comes out and fights with me!"

  Someone burst out laughing and held a mysterious ancient ruler on his head, ignoring Zhongnan Sword Saint and calling out to Ban Lin Huang.

  Lin Aru slowly raised his head, looking at the scene in front of him, with a thoughtful expression.

  The Zhongnan Sword Saint's aura was urgent and decadent, the saint's dignity had been provoked, coldly shouting, ready to take action to suppress this genius, killing a chicken to warn the monkeys.

  Rumble!

  The Dream God Realm shook violently, with a burst of light that obscured the sky and earth, shocking heaven and earth.