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What would it be like to have tens of thousands of people standing in a square?

Sui Xiong yawned. He felt like he was in a festival square. It was crowded and chaotic, and it was not spectacular at all.

But the group of bumpkins from Masked Void Church were already shocked. Their eyes widened, and even Snowflake sighed.

"How spectacular!" she whispered.

"Isn't it just a big gathering of unemployed vagrants..." Sui Xiong muttered to himself, waving his tentacles and asking Chief Priest Igor to take action for the first round of screening.

There are more than 10,000 contestants. If we don’t go through a round of screening first, how long will it take to compete?

Leon Igor nodded, stood up from his seat, and walked to the rostrum.

"Now, the first test."

He said straight to the point, then drew his sword and waved it in the air.

The overwhelming pressure of the legendary powerhouse rolled over the crowd. At least one-third of the contestants were unable to stand upright and staggered to sit on the ground. Many people had suspicious moisture in their crotches.

"Those who cannot stand will be eliminated."

Under the pressure of the legendary powerhouse, those who were eliminated did not dare to resist even if they were unwilling to do so. They could only grumble and complain, and were asked to leave by the staff.

Sui Xiong counted the remaining contestants with one glance and couldn't help but curl his lips secretly.

There is actually a little more than six thousand, which is too much!

When it was confirmed that there were over 10,000 applicants, he once wondered if it was because Gerald and the others were trying to make him happy, so they did not carefully screen and let those noobs who didn't know anything sign up. Now it seems that it is not Gerrard and the others who have given up, but the overall level of the contestants this time is really not low.

To be able to withstand Leon's pressure, one must be at least as strong as a qualified adventurer.

More than six thousand adventurers... Could it be that adventurers from all over the world have come here?

After the first round of screening, there is the official preliminary round.

For the sake of convenience, Sui Xiong designed a crazy preliminaries method.

"In a huge melee in a giant arena, one match per thousand people, half an hour per match, and only ten people can pass in the end." Archpriest Leon looked at this rule and couldn't help but shed a cold sweat, "This will kill a lot of people Bar……"

"No, the four gods will look at a person, and at most they will have bruises on the nose and face, or even break two bones. They can't kill the person." Sui Xiong said nonchalantly, "Look, as long as we fight six times, six thousand people will turn into sixty People - let's round up the round number, get sixty-four people, and then draw lots, and two people will play two rounds of single elimination, making it sixteen people. These sixteen people will then draw lots and play double elimination, and finally decide. Champion. It’s simple and clear.”

"…What exactly do 'single elimination' and 'double elimination' mean?"

Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment, then remembered that his followers had never been exposed to competitions on Earth, so of course they couldn't understand the competition systems he was talking about, so he introduced them again.

As for the previous crazy preliminaries, since no one will die, everyone has no objections.

"It's a pity that the legendary powerhouse can't participate..." Leon sighed, "Otherwise, I would also like to go out and compete!"

"The ability of a legendary powerhouse should not be simply described as 'strength or weakness'." Wall, who has become the God of Knowledge, said with a smile, "Every legendary powerhouse has a different path, and those who can fight may not be the same. Being smarter and unable to fight may not make it farther... At this level, the strength of force is no longer very important. "

Seeing that everyone still didn't understand, he added: "What's the key to going from high-level to legendary? The key is to 'find your own path'. What does this path exist for? It's not to become stronger, but to transcend." The purpose of being mortal is to eventually become an immortal god. Therefore, what matters to a legendary powerhouse is whether one’s own path can lead to ultimate immortality.”

Everyone nodded after hearing this, especially those who had reached high levels and were looking for the path to legend. Their faces looked solemn and they were lost in thought.

"You don't need to think so much. You don't have to rush to reach the legendary realm in a day or two. Just do the things in front of you first!" Sui Xiong interrupted everyone's thinking, "Also, whoever wants to participate can also sign up. oh!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and more than one person smiled.

The No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament in the World... They are also very interested!

The next day, the qualifiers for the scale space began.

"Boom!" The broad and long knife as huge as a door panel slashed hard on the ground, cutting cracks into the solid ground reinforced by magic, and arousing a violent shock wave, making a large circle of players around them unsteady. Many people were even blown away directly by the shock wave.

The one who made this cut was the only one among the foursome of the "Arctic Tyrant" who was not a dragon, an armored creature who called himself Phil.

At first glance, he looks like a big man wearing heavy armor with his eyes hidden. In fact, there is no body under the armor. He is actually the armor.

Known as the "Armor Demonic Sword", he was quite famous in the northwest area many years ago. Although he did not have many achievements as an adventurer, he was very famous as a ranger. At that time, he often did some heroic but completely unprofitable things, which was completely different from ordinary adventurers.

Later, he met Xuehua and the others, and together with the three giant dragons, he formed the "Arctic Tyrant" and ran the free and joyful Dragon Roar Town. He then lived in seclusion behind the scenes and basically no longer took risks.

Usually, he either watches the store in the grocery store or plants flowers in the flower fields of the temple (Dragon's Nest) deep in the desolate mountains. Sometimes he wanders in the mountains. If he encounters a hunter in distress, he will help him. He is an elder respected by the hunters in Longhou Town.

But in fact, Sui Xiong has seen through his identity - his armor is just a cover, and his real identity is actually the sword that looks like a weapon.

The broad long sword called "Buster" is his true body.

Sui Xiong has not asked him about his past, but it is certain that this person, or this sword, has a story behind it.

Let me ask, there are so many weapons with self-awareness in the world, but who has heard of a self-aware sword that has no interest in fighting, but is keen on planting flowers?

This style is not right!

Phil - or Buster is very powerful. He can stir up a gust of wind with a swing of the long sword. The strong shock wave makes the contestants with him embarrassed, and almost no one can get close to him. When he found that the efficiency of clearing the field was not high enough, he used a larger shock wave with a wider range.

"Isn't it said that he is best at using fists? Why did he use a sword?" Sui Xiong asked in confusion.

"Maybe the opponent is not strong enough and it is not worth using real skills." Leon said, "I believe that when the finals are held, he will meet an opponent who needs him to use fists."

However, in fact, it didn't wait until the finals. Just a moment later, Phil was forced to use fists by his opponent.

It was a golden lion man. I don't know what means he used. Lightning swirled all over his body, looking mighty. His speed was amazing, his strength was also very strong, and his attack was extremely brutal. If it weren't for Wall watching the field, I'm afraid I don't know how many people would die under his hands!

"It's the Thunder Lion, this tribe has reappeared..." Morani, who is older and more experienced, whispered, "This is a famous fighting race among the orcs, and it has produced more than one 'beast king'. I wonder how strong this little guy is compared to his ancestors who are feared by the world?"

The golden lion man is obviously a fighting maniac. He rushes over to challenge whenever he sees a stronger opponent. He quickly took Phil as his target, and rushed over with strange shouts and laughter. His fist seemed to turn into a flash of lightning and went straight to Phil's face.

His steps were vigorous and powerful. The shock wave of Phil's sword hit him, but it only made his golden hair swing wildly, but it couldn't stop him even a step.

Seeing him rushing in front of him, Phil finally used real kung fu.

He stuck the huge weapon, which he didn't know whether to call a long knife or a long sword, into the ground, and his right hand ignited a bright red flame. He faced the golden lion and swung his fist.

His fist was incredibly fast and full of blazing firepower. He hit the golden-haired lion man before he could, and sent the strong lion man flying with a punch. He was still on fire, and knocked down many people with a rumble. Finally, he lay on the ground, motionless.

"Killed him?" Rhodes was shocked.

"Of course not."

Just as Sui Xiong said, a moment later, the golden-haired lion man actually climbed up again with a groan. Although his body was burned black by Phil's flaming fist, and even his mouth was spewing black smoke, he actually had the strength to spare. With one punch, he knocked a guy who wanted to take advantage of him, including his weapon, out of the arena.

After throwing this punch, he looked at Phil, who was standing there leisurely, and no one dared to challenge him anymore.

"You are strong!" he shouted, his face did not show any pain from being beaten or frustration from failure, but was full of joy and enthusiasm, full of fighting spirit, "I will fight you again and defeat you!"

Phil's laughter came from under the heavy armor: "Then I'm looking forward to it."

After the game was over, Sui Xiong secretly found Phil and asked curiously: "You just stuck the sword in the ground and fought with your fists... It's very strange!"

"What's strange?"

"That sword is your real body, you stuck your real body next to it, and fought with the armor that should have been just a cover... How did you do it?" Sui Xiong couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask him in person.

Phil was silent for a while, and said: "This is my unique trick. I don't know what's going on, but I just know it."

Sui Xiong curiously stretched out his tentacles to touch his burning right hand, but found that there were some traces of melting on the solid armor, and he was immediately shocked.

"Will this thing melt and affect you?"

"My intuition tells me that it won't have much of an impact." Phil smiled indifferently, "At least in terms of 'melting', it won't have much of an impact."

"You mean... there are higher-level tricks?"

"Of course. But I won't use it in a duel." Phil smiled and turned away, "I will only use that trick when I have to 'win no matter what'."

Busy all day...