Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C4631 On Stage



C4631 On Stage

1On the field, the battle is over. Soon, the referee announced the end of the match when he saw that there were only a hundred people left.    

    

After the competition ended, not all of the people on the stage had passed. There were a few people who hadn't eliminated enough Martial Cultivator. Although they were standing at the end, they were still eliminated.    

    

In the end, ninety-three people passed. Then, the remaining half of the Martial Cultivator began the competition.    

    

After the two rounds, there were only a total of 180 people left. Adding the geniuses here, there were no more than 250 people left.    

    

After eliminating the weaker Martial Cultivator, the true Martial Dao Conference would begin.    

    

The previous two matches were also very lively. The audience was intoxicated by it.    

    

Because they did not use weapons, and they were no match for them, they could directly jump off the arena after getting injured. Hence, very few Martial Cultivator were seriously injured. There was no need to even mention dying.    

    

This was because there were no heaven's pride level Martial Cultivator on the arena. If there was a heaven's pride level Martial Cultivator, even if it was empty handed, with all its strength, it would still be able to kill ordinary Martial Cultivator before they could escape.    

    

Although there were no serious injuries or deaths in these two matches, the battle was still very intense.    

    

After all, there were a lot of Martial Cultivator participating in these two matches. The audience below the stage rarely saw such a large-scale battle.    

    

"Let's go, it's our turn!" Ran Sibo smiled faintly. He stood up first and walked towards the ring.    

    

He had already participated in several Martial Arts Conferences and was very familiar with the rules of the Martial Arts Conferences.    

    

Looking at Ran Sibo's back, Qin Ming still had a faint smile on his face.    

    

Ran Sibo was a very interesting person. On the surface, he looked carefree, but he did not seem to be scheming.    

    

But in reality, he was very clear in his heart. He could speak and defend, but he did not have any bad intentions.    

    

Of course, he hadn't known Ran Sibo for long, and Qin Ming didn't know his true personality either.    

    

However, Qin Ming was certain of one thing. Ran Sibo did not seem to care about this Martial Arts Competition, but came for the Saber Dao.    

    

He had wanted to fight him alone earlier because he knew that there would be two competitions that would delay him a lot of time, so he could use this time to compete.    

    

If he had agreed at that time, he would definitely have ended the battle as soon as possible. It would not have been possible to drag it out until the real time. The competition was not over yet.    

    

Previously, he did not know the rules of the Martial Arts Competition, but Ran Sibo seemed to be very familiar with the rules of the Martial Arts Conference.    

    

Therefore, he did not have any ill intentions when he invited him to fight alone.    

    

It was just that if he did not mind such a reckless action, it was very likely that he would make him hostile towards Ran Sibo.    

    

"Maybe that's how Ran Sibo selects his friends?" Qin Ming curled his lips.    

    

Not a single Martial Cultivator in the Supreme World was simple. A genius like him... He was not an ordinary person, and there was no one who was a fool. He had his own reasons for doing things.    

    

Of course, Qin Ming was more willing to interact with such a person. As long as the target was not to harm him but to use him, he would be happy to see it happen.    

    

As long as a friend's character passed the test, the smarter they were, the better they were scheming.    

    

The other Martial Cultivator also stood up and walked towards the arena. Qin Ming also stood up.    

    

The competition stage was very close to the arena. After a few steps, they arrived at the bottom of the arena. At this time, Qin Ming felt that a restriction had been lifted. The Martial Cultivator that was walking in front of him had already flown onto the arena.    

    

It turned out that there was no no-fly formation here. Qin Ming did not hesitate and flew directly to the arena. The other Martial Cultivator had already found his position.    

    


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