Meng Lin was less than twenty meters behind Qiu Sha. The instant he appeared, he used his martial skill — — Great Construction Heavy Peak!
Buzz!
In an instant, it condensed into a long yellow brick, which was only the size of a palm.
Qiu Sha, who had just turned around, saw the small yellow brick coming at him. He didn't care at first, but he felt a terrible crisis from this small brick.
"Seal Rat Escape!"
One had to admit that Qiu Sha reacted quickly.
The moment he sensed that something was wrong, he used the Seal Rat Escape.
After his figure disappeared, the annoyed Qiu Tong didn't expect to kill his opponent in one round. Instead, he was in a sorry state. He was completely furious!
However, Qiu Sha, who had just hidden himself, found a very strange scene. Not only did the small yellow brick not collapse because of losing its target, it flew towards him instead.
"Oh no!"
Unfortunately, the moment Qiu Sha sensed the danger, the yellow brick smashed into his head.
Ah …
With a miserable scream, his head cracked open.
In just three breaths of time!
Even Ancestor Qiu, who was outside the Tournament Area, couldn't make it in time to rescue him.
Silence!
For a moment, except for the battles on the other nine Tournament Platforms, nearly a million cultivators were frightened. They were silent and held their breath.
This seemingly inconspicuous small yellow brick was simply too terrifying.
Even the aura and body concealment didn't work?
It obviously had a locking effect.
A powerful Real Pellet State Ninth Tribulation genius was smashed to death without any resistance.
What kind of Martial Skill was this?
"No!"
Ancestor Qiu, who had lost his composure, roared with his eyes red.
But he didn't dare to make the slightest move. Even though he hated Menglin to death at this moment, he didn't dare to make a move.
Endure!
Ancestor Qiu, who was gnashing his teeth, stared at Menglin fiercely and said to himself with hatred, "Brat, remember this. It won't be long before you taste the feeling of your head cracking open!"
Many of the participants in the Grand Competition Area looked at Meng Lin, who had gracefully landed on the first battle platform, with fear in their hearts.
They were unable to break through Menglin's elusive escape martial skill, and were even more unable to contend against that strange and terrifying little yellow brick.
There were even people who had already made up their minds that if they were to encounter this ruthless person in the subsequent challenges, it would definitely be the best choice to admit defeat immediately.
After all, compared to obtaining the qualifications to enter the Five Directional Sacred Realm, one's life was much more important.
Lin Zhenkun and Madam Meng were equally shocked.
Although Menglin had long known what the seven great earth attribute martial skills that Menglin had already grasped were, none of them dared to believe that their son had actually cultivated the Dachong Heavy Peak to such a terrifying level.
It was midnight.
The three hundred battles in the first stage had all been completed. A total of three thousand contestants had advanced to the second stage.
The 3,000 contestants who had qualified for the second stage of the Grand Competition Area would enter the second stage of the Grand Competition at dawn, which was about four hours later.
As Menglin's Squire, it was the first time for Lei Zhensheng and Tai Wei to see Menglin in action, so they were all very excited.
As a Squire, of course, they hoped that their contractor's strength and potential would be extremely strong. This would be more beneficial for their future prospects.
Time passed quickly. After a short period of darkness before dawn, the billions of stars in the Great Star Sky all disappeared, and the sky was bright.
A new day had arrived, and the second stage of the Grand Competition had also begun.
The 3,000 contestants in the Grand Competition Area all submitted their nameplates to Grandpa Lin or Xi Zhiwei for verification.
The difference from the first stage was that the nameplates of the 3,000 contestants were all placed in the same wooden jar.
In other words, Grandpa Lin or Xi Zhiwei would then draw the name list for each round of the Grand Competition from the only wooden jar.
Moreover, for the sake of absolute fairness, Grandpa Lin and Xi Zhiwei would each pick one person for each battle on the Tournament Platform.
These were the rules for the second stage of the Grand Competition that had been decided long ago.
Compared to the powerful contestants like Menglin, the weaker contestants were incomparably nervous at this moment, praying that their opponents in this stage wouldn't be too strong.
"The second stage of the Grand Competition begins!"
Grandpa Lin was in a bad mood because a direct descendant of the Supreme Lin Sect had been eliminated in the first round. His tone was cold as he started the second stage of the Grand Competition.
"The first Tournament Platform is number 47, Li Can!"
As soon as Great-grandfather Lin finished speaking, Xi Zhiwei, who was also in a bad mood because two of his disciples had been eliminated in the first round, spoke with a great deal of resentment.
"Ah?" Li Can exclaimed in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost. He wasn't mentally prepared at all.
In the first stage, he had been the first to enter the Tournament Platform, but he hadn't expected that he would be the first to be picked in the second stage.
"First Tournament Platform!
Number 1329, Zhenghuan! "Grandpa Lin also drew a nameplate from the wooden jar and announced Li Can's opponent.
"What?
Why is it me? "
Zheng Huan's expression was very dejected as he gathered together with a group of main family disciples. He found it hard to believe that his luck was so bad that he actually ran into Li Can.
Zhenghuan's strength wasn't great among the other disciples of the Zheng Family. Now that he had met a direct descendant of the Supreme Lin Sect like Li Can, it wasn't easy for him to win and advance.
"Haha!"
Li Can realized that his opponent was weak and didn't meet the few that he was quite wary of. He immediately became excited and took the lead to enter the first Tournament Platform.
Li Can, who liked to bully the weak, took out the reverse scale of the Shang Dragon without any scruples and poured fire energy into it. He sneered at Zhenghuan, who had a gloomy expression, "How about I let you make the first move?"
Zhenghuan, who felt deeply humiliated, had already lost his cool. He desperately urged the water energy in his body and executed a powerful martial technique.
Whoosh!
Then, a blue light flashed from Zhenghuan's body!
Suddenly, the temperature of the first Tournament Platform dropped below the freezing point. It was incomparably cold.
The blue light crazily extracted the water energy from the Water True Core in Zhenghuan's Dantian and also wantonly devoured the water energy around the first Tournament Platform.
In the blink of an eye, a cold peak was formed.
"Narrow Rhinoceros Peak!"
With a loud shout, the three-meter-tall cold peak smashed towards Li Can.
It seemed that it wanted to smash Li Can into meat paste.
Indeed, if it was an ordinary opponent, it would be difficult for them to resist such a terrifying attack.