Chapter 752

A Small Show of Strength

"The rules of the second round are very simple. It will be an elimination competition!"

Old Qing indifferently said, "The elimination competition will be conducted in pairs. The loser will be immediately eliminated. There will be a total of three rounds.

"During the competition, all participants will draw lots. Those who draw the same number will be their opponents. After three rounds, the remaining 10 participants will be the 10 kings of this First Martial Meeting!"

Whoosh!

As Old Qing's voice fell, the entire audience began to seethe with excitement.

Compared to the previous rounds, the competition in this round of elimination was even more intense. Pairs against pairs, with the loser immediately eliminated. There was no buffer time at all!

"This round is going to be interesting! Pairs against pairs, with the loser eliminated on the spot. This is forcing everyone to risk their lives! "

"But, if there are such rules, won't it allow the seeded participants to meet each other ahead of time? Instead, it will benefit the weaker participants."

"That's possible. But, you should know that in this First Martial Meeting, there are more than 10 seeded participants with the qualifications to be the champion. Without strength, the most they can do is survive a single match. It's impossible for them to rely on luck to win three matches in a row."

"That's right. I'm really looking forward to this round of competition."

Everyone began to discuss, their eyes sparkling with excitement. They discussed who they favored the most and who they thought was the best candidate to be the champion.

As for the participants that entered the second round, besides a small number of martial artists that had absolute confidence in themselves, everyone else had a solemn expression on their faces.

In this round of elimination, luck and strength were indispensable. Although the ratio of eighty to ten seemed to be much higher than the previous round, the degree of cruelty was more than ten times greater.

"Next, let us begin the drawing of lots!"

Old Qing's voice sounded out once more. "Next, all of you will receive a token. There are a total of 40 numbers on this token, and the corresponding number will be the order in which you will appear."

As his voice fell, he waved his hand and 80 tokens floated down, falling into the hands of all the participants.

"Oh? I'm first? "

Lin Yu reached out and grabbed the token. As he glanced at it, his eyebrows couldn't help but shoot up. On this token, the number 'one' was written!

"I'm number one!"

At the same time, not too far away, another bald youth shouted out. His figure flashed and he stood on the arena stage.

"Looks like my luck is pretty good this round."

Lin Yu shook his head. He casually took a step forward and stepped onto the martial arts arena.

He did not have any impression of this bald youth. However, the other party's strength was merely at the perfect Nirvana Ninth Revolution.

With such strength, he would definitely be a top-notch genius in an ordinary place. However, in the top 80, he was at the bottom of the list and was not eye-catching at all.

"Lin Yu's luck is really good!"

"He's the first one to step on stage, and his opponent is also one of the lowest ranked martial artists in the top 80. If this First Martial Meeting wasn't held by the six emperors, then I would suspect that there was some shady scheme going on behind the scenes."

"He should have won this match. However, from this battle, we can at least see some of his true strength."

This scene caused the surrounding audience to shake their heads one after another. Their interest in this opening battle had been greatly reduced. The only thing that was still a bit of suspense was how strong Lin Yu was and how much effort it would take to defeat him.

The other participants also shook their heads. Although they weren't convinced of Lin Yu's strength, no one thought that Lin Yu would lose to the bald youth.

"Don't look down on others too much!"

Everyone's attitude caused the bald youth's complexion to become incomparably ugly. For better or worse, he was an existence that had slaughtered his way into the top 80. Yet, he was actually looked down upon by others. How could he accept this!

"I want to see just what sort of expression these people will have after I defeat this fellow!"

He angrily shouted in his heart and directly attacked.

Bang!

A thick saber appeared in his hand. With a slash of his saber, a dazzling saber light erupted, cutting straight towards Lin Yu!

"Too weak."

Lin Yu shook his head. Although he was intentionally hiding his strength, hiding his strength wasn't just pretending to be weak. Against an opponent of this level, he didn't want to waste time.

Swoosh!

He casually swung his sword. The swift and fierce sword light directly split the saber light apart. Then, it landed on the bald youth's body and directly sent him flying!

"Lin Yu wins!"

Lin Yu easily won the first match without any suspense. This scene greatly surprised many people.

"This Lin Yu actually won so quickly. I thought that even if he could win, he would at least have to go through a battle."

"It's impossible to tell his true strength from this battle. But this way, I have even more expectations for him."

Many of the spectators' expressions changed from casual to solemn. Although it was just a casual strike, they could more or less see some clues from this strike.

Lin Yu's strength was definitely not as simple as they imagined.

"That's all there is to it!"

In the participant seating area, Yuan Mo pursed his lips. It was just defeating a Nirvana Ninth Refinement Stage cultivator in one move. There were no less than 20 people present who could do this. It wasn't a big deal.

Next, the second match was between a green-robed cultivator and a purple-robed youth who also wielded a sword.

Both of them were rank one Regis Realm and their strength was about the same. After an hour of bitter battle, the purple-robed youth with the sword finally won.

The third match caused the atmosphere to become restless. This was because Xuan Hengdao had appeared in this match!

Xuan Hengdao was the descendant of the Mystic Emperor and the strongest among the younger generation of the Mystic Emperor Sect. Before the start of the competition, he was seen as the favorite to win the championship. His appearance naturally affected everyone's emotions!

His opponent was also a rank one Regis Realm and came from a hidden force. With his strength, it wouldn't be a problem for him to enter the top 30.

Unfortunately, when he encountered Xuan Heng Dao, he was easily defeated by Xuan Heng Dao with a single palm strike!

"Too strong. Xuan Hengdao's strength is really too strong. He doesn't seem like a younger generation cultivator at all. Instead, he seems like an old monster who has been immersed in the Martial Dao for many years!"

"A casual strike can possess such powerful strength. It's not an exaggeration to say that he's the favorite to win the championship!"

Xuan Hengdao's appearance caused the atmosphere to become heated. The next match was also a duel between Regis Realm powerhouses. The two combatants were Gu Duo, who was in the same area as Lin Yu in the preliminaries, and another ordinary-looking youth in a black robe.