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In the next two days, Han Xiao and Zhao Xiang went to watch the group competition early, and as expected, Han Xiao met Hao Wei in these two days. In the next two days, Han Xiao and Zhao Xiang went to watch the group competition early, and as expected, Han Xiao met Hao Wei in these two days.

After three days of group competition, the fifty contestants who won can participate in the arena battle with the forty contestants. In the morning of the day after tomorrow, you all have to go to the martial hall to draw lots and determine the order of the matches and the opponents, then the forty-five contestants who won will be promoted to new students, and the remaining contestants, who are at least at the middle stage of the stage and above, can also be promoted to new students. After saying that, the fifty people who had obtained the qualifications all left with excitement. Those who didn't have the qualifications could only dejectedly return to the academy to prepare for the next student competition.

"Han Xiao, in three days time, the arena battle will begin. I really hope that I won't be assigned to the same group as you." Zhao Xiang patted Han Xiao's shoulder and said.

"There's no need to be so unruly, but you can rest assured that I will show mercy to you." Han Xiao said with a smile.

"I don't need you to show me any mercy. If I meet you, I'll just surrender." Zhao Xiang spread out his hands and said.

Hearing Zhao Xiang's words, Han Xiao smiled but didn't say anything else.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, even though Han Xiao didn't want to leave the warm bed, he still got up, tidied up, and went out. When he arrived at the Martial Hall, everyone was already drawing lots, silently touching their foreheads, Han Xiao knew that he was once again late.

The moment Han Xiao went to Zhao Xiang's position, Hao Xi stuck to him again like candy, frowning. Han Xiao then maintained his previous disregard for Hao Xi, completely ignoring him.

Han Xiao, come forward to draw your lot." After a while, he finally read out his name. Han Xiao let out a sigh and slowly walked onto the stage. He took out a note with a name written on it. When he saw the name, Han Xiao revealed a strange expression.

Seeing Han Xiao's expression, Zhao Xiang thought Han Xiao had drawn him, and immediately felt uneasy. At this moment, Jiang Zhao, who was on the stage, took the lot from Han Xiao and slowly read it: "Han Xiao, the seventh match, against Hao Wei."

As soon as Jiang Zhao finished speaking, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Their gazes towards Hao Wei were filled with sympathy.

It was only until he felt that Da Niu was dragging him back to reality and saw Da Niu's sympathetic eyes did he know that it was real. He was really going to fight Han Xiao and almost fell down in a fit of dizziness.

"Hao Wei, please show mercy on the stage." Just as Hao Xi's heart was in turmoil, Han Xiao's voice suddenly sounded in his ear. Looking at the familiar face, Hao Wei hurriedly said, "Senior Han, you know I'm only at the early stage of the Soul Formation stage. Can you do it on the stage?"

"Can I just directly say that I concede and allow you to advance to the next level? After all, with my early Awakened Soul Realm cultivation, I can still become a junior student, right?" Han Xiao's eyes were full of interest as he asked.

"Yes, yes. Senior Han, this is actually a small matter for you. As long as you help me, I am willing to work hard for you in the future." Hao Xi hurriedly said.

"I'm not interested in other people's horses and cattle. As for the matter in the arena, let's talk about it when we get there." With that, Han Xiao walked to the outermost corner and lazily leaned against the wall, his eyes flickered as if he was thinking of something.

After a while, everyone finished drawing their lots, and Jiang Zhao led the crowd towards the Colosseum. The normally rowdy Colosseum was even more lively because of the students' competition, with ten tables and chairs placed directly across the arena. The vice principal and teachers of the five major academies were seated at the top, which made the Colosseum even more solemn.

Jiang Zhao led the first two in following Jiang Zhao into the ring. Both of them were obviously a bit nervous since they were the first contestants after all, and this match would determine their future prospects.

"The first match will be between Duan Lei and Tao, and the first person to fall off the stage will lose. No medicinal pills are allowed during the competition, otherwise the results will be canceled. I will now announce the start of the competition."

As Jiang Zhao finished speaking, Duan Lei had already stepped forward. He brandished his long sword and pierced towards Tao Jianjun, who also brandished an ancient halberd to meet Duan Lei's attack.

"Clang clang." In just an instant, the two of them had exchanged more than ten rounds. From the audience below the arena, Han Xiao could tell that the two of them were both at the early stage of the Soul Formation, and their strength was about the same.

He channeled a large amount of Origin Energy into the Spirit Treasure in his hand, and used one move after another to attack, but it was always able to resolve the two. After a long period of time, the two of them were clearly exhausted, but at this moment, Duan Lei made a sudden mistake and his leg went limp, almost falling to the ground. At the same time, Tao took the halberd in his hand and pierced through Duan Lei's shoulder, while at the same time, his right hand reached out and grabbed Duan Lei's neck.

Feeling a stifling sensation on his neck, even though he was unwilling, Duan Lei had no choice but to end the match with "I admit defeat". This had also ended his journey to the student competition.

As soon as the match between Duan Lei and General Tao ended, the second match immediately started. The Bai Xin in the second match was at the early Soul Condensation stage, whereas her opponent was only at the middle stage of Soul Condensation. In three moves, Bai Xin could knock Wu Dao off the stage.

The third match was between Da Niu and Zhu Yun. Both of them were at the early stage of showing off, but once they went on stage, Da Niu immediately used his brute force to forcefully chase after Zhu Yun. In the end, Zhu Yun was knocked off the stage by Da Niu.

In a blink of an eye, it was the seventh match. Compared to Han Xiao's relaxed Hao Xi who felt like dying, he was praying that time would slow down, but unfortunately, the heavens did not hear his prayers, so even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to go up the stage.

"Senior Han, please show mercy." Hao Wei said carefully.

"Rest assured, I will finish the competition very soon." Han Xiao faintly smiled as his figure disappeared from the spot. In the next moment, Hao Xi felt his body light up and fly into the air. When he regained his senses, he was already thrown off the stage.

"This is the feeling of an instant kill." Han Xiao said with a playful look in his eyes.