Cai Xue, who got off the stage, was no longer as cold and aloof as before. Instead, she screamed hysterically with a gloomy face!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it …"
The exasperated Cai Xue couldn't bear such an outcome and revealed her true colors.
Xiu!
Seeing Cai Xue get off the stage, Hua Yin let out a sigh of relief and the green ball of light dissipated.
However, no one knew that after forcefully using a Level Two Star Magic, the fog-like Willpower in her Sea of Consciousness was already very little.
If she didn't hold on, Hua Yin might have fainted.
After jumping off the stage, Hua Yin ignored the greetings of the surrounding warriors and sat cross-legged on the ground. She used a level one Star Magic to recover her almost exhausted consciousness.
"The third round!"
Grandpa Lin, who was paying close attention to Hua Yin's condition, originally thought that Hua Family's daughter wasn't good enough for Menglin, but now he was satisfied.
"No.1 Battle Stage, No.37 Stage Wei!"
As soon as he said that, Grandpa Lin's gaze locked onto Xi Zhiwei. He was eager to know who was Xi Zhiwei's opponent.
Without hesitation, Xi Zhiwei also took out an identity plate from the wooden jar and shouted in a gloomy voice, "No.1 Battle Stage, No.688 Qiu Wuju!"
When he heard Tai Wei's name, he was a little surprised and nervous.
However, when he knew that his opponent was Qiu Wuju from the Qiu Family, his serious expression relaxed.
"Haha, my luck is pretty good!" Meng Lin also laughed in a carefree manner.
Menglin had some impression of Tai Wei's opponent, Qiu Wuju. His cultivation had reached the Eighth Tribulation of the Real Pellet Realm and was one of the stronger contestants in the Qiu Family.
However, compared to Hai Yan, Ying Xiu, and Yuan Kankan, Qiu Wuju was obviously not on the same level.
It could be said that as long as Tai Wei was careful, there would be no problem in taking down his opponent.
Sure enough, Tai Wei didn't disappoint Menglin and defeated his opponent cleanly.
Soon, the intense battle had already gone on for 15 rounds.
It was less than an hour before the fifth stage of the tournament began, and it was already close to the end.
Among them, the fights between the strong played out endlessly. This was an eye-opener for many cultivators.
Menglin, on the other hand, was smiling. He was in a good mood.
This was because not only had Hua Yin recovered to her peak condition, but Tai Wei and Lei Zhensheng had also easily defeated their opponents and successfully advanced to the final stage.
The sixteenth round!
The seventeenth round!
Neither Grandpa Lin nor Xi Zhiwei took out Menglin's nameplate.
"Young Master, it's hard to say that you won't get a bye this time!"
There are some nervous electric vibrations, constantly paying attention to the situation of Old Master Lin or Xi Zhiwei drawing the nameplate.
"The eighteenth round!"
Old Master Lin, who had shouted at the top of his lungs, had mixed feelings.
This was the last round of the fifth stage, and only ten contestants were needed for this round.
Menglin's luck was actually very good. Xi Zhiwei hadn't drawn his nameplate.
On one hand, Old Master Lin hoped that Menglin would successfully enter the Five Directions Sacred Territory. On the other hand, Old Master Lin also hoped that Menglin, who lacked battle experience, would be able to gain more through this tournament.
After the nameplates were drawn one after another, when Xi Zhiwei drew his tenth nameplate, Madam Meng, who was also very concerned in the tournament area, heaved a sigh of relief.
This was because Menglin was one of the 25 lucky ones, and he didn't get a bye in the fifth stage of the tournament.
After about half an hour, the eighteenth round of the fifth stage of the tournament had all ended.
Now, there were only 200 contestants left in the tournament area!
Without a doubt, these 200 people would be fighting in pairs in the upcoming tournament to determine the final spot in the Five Directions Sacred Territory.
It didn't matter if they were injured or not, or if they had used up a lot of energy. It wasn't luck that they reached this stage.
It could be said that these 200 contestants were not only talented in martial arts, but also had outstanding combat strength.
No matter who it was, it wouldn't be easy to defeat another person.
"The final tournament begins!" Old Master Lin's voice became incomparably fierce as he roared.
His majestic voice resounded throughout the entire arena.
"First round!" Compared to Old Master Lin, Xi Zhiwei's voice was much gloomier.
This was because there was only one participant left from the Western Venerated Sect.
Moreover, Xi Zhiwei wasn't sure if Xi Zhisheng, the only remaining one, would be able to win the final competition and obtain a precious spot.
It could be said that Xi Zhiwei Sect had lost too badly in the Five Directions Sacred Territory.
"First Fighting Platform, 47th Li Can!"
Even Xi Zhiwei himself was stunned. If he remembered correctly, this was the third time Li Can had appeared in the first round.
"Number three thousand nine hundred and seventy, Ling Ji, from the first platform!"
Old Master Lin didn't hesitate at all and also drew an identity nameplate from the wooden jar.
"Ling Ji?" Li Can muttered as he flashed towards First Fighting Platform. His expression wasn't very good.
This was because although Ling Ji didn't belong to the inner city's Five Great Supreme Sects, he was the strongest genius of the younger generation of the Ling Family. Moreover, he was the younger brother of the Ling Family's head, Ling Qinglan.
"Haha, Li Can is in trouble this time!" Menglin, who wasn't very fond of Li Can, laughed faintly.
Due to his relationship with Ling Qinglan, Menglin had always been paying close attention to Ling Ji and the few other contestants from the Ling Family.
"Young Master, I can't bear to see Li Can's arrogance. If he loses this time, he deserves it!" Lei Zhensheng's tone was somewhat gloating.
"Ling Ji is really strong!" Tai Wei's memory of Ling Ji's previous battle was still fresh.
Menglin said in a low voice, "He is indeed very strong!"
"Ha!"
Li Can, who was the first to leap onto the fighting platform, shouted boldly.
For this battle, Li Can didn't dare to lose no matter what.
This was because he represented the Li Family's reputation.
Moreover, this was the last battle that would determine whether he could obtain a spot in the Five Great Sacred Realm.
Although he wasn't the strongest genius from the Li Family, if he lost to a genius from the outer city's Royal Family, he wouldn't be able to raise his head in the future.
Whoosh!
Ling Ji, who had flashed onto First Fighting Platform, smiled faintly as usual, looking as if he had a card up his sleeve.
Whoosh!
In comparison, Li Can, who had a very serious expression, was much more cautious. He immediately took out the Shang Long Reverse Scale.
"Haha!"
Ling Ji laughed weirdly and despised Li Can from the bottom of his heart.
As a direct descendant of the Li Family, he actually had to rely on an unknown external object to enter the Ultimate Competition. This made Ling Ji look down on him from the bottom of his heart.
In Ling Ji's opinion, only one's own combat strength was the most reliable strength.