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Hu Zi was a First Pin Warrior, but he had inborn divine strength. Just as the referee started shouting, he knocked the opponent to the ground with a single punch. In the end, the Third Pin Warrior admitted defeat with great grievance.

He had to admit defeat, because Hu Zi's fist had struck his chest, injuring all his internal organs. With a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and struggled to get up. How could he still fight?

After a short break, the second round of the competition began once again. Since there were less than half of the participants, there were only two groups of contestants on each stage. However, although the strength of the two teams were relatively close, it would still take about the same amount of time as the first round of contestants.

After the second round ended, Li Haotian and Hu Zi both defeated their opponents and entered the next round.

The opponent that Li Haotian met was weaker, and he won with ease compared to the previous match. However, it was difficult for Hu Zi to win. He had met a fighter who was about to break through to the fourth level. If it wasn't for his rich combat experience and endurance, it would have been impossible for him to defeat his opponent.

The two of them had won the match, and their expressions were full of excitement that was hard to conceal. However, the excitement on their faces was completely different.

Li Haotian was carrying a beauty in his arms, but Hu Zi knew himself well, his looks were not good, his talent was not high, and the princess would not like him. Even if they were married, there was no happiness to speak of.

Huzi's purpose in increasing the competition was to win generous rewards. His father had died when he was three, and he had lived with his mother.

It was Hu Zi's wish to become a disciple of the Clear River Palace because he was obsessed with martial arts. However, he was worried because once he entered the Palace, he would not be able to take care of his mother, so he wanted to win a generous reward and ask someone to take care of her. This way, he would be able to cultivate peacefully in the Clear River Palace.

When the peak came, the first round of the competition had already begun. The second round was currently taking place. The huge drill grounds was filled with people, cheering and cheering non-stop.

For these contestants, Mountain didn't know much about them, so he didn't have a goal. He looked here and there, then finally noticed the handsome youth that bullied Xiao Fei'er and decided to stay and watch.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, you will be invincible. Since he had disturbed their plans, Feng Feiyun always felt that they wouldn't let him off easily. Therefore, he had to understand the depth of their skills and figure out how to deal with them.

Li Haotian was fully focused on the competition. Only after the end of the competition did he notice the peak of the crowd, the excited look on his face immediately froze, and his eyes flashed with a hidden killing intent.

Not only did Feng Feiyun disrupt their good fortune, he also injured his own little brother. If it wasn't for the extremely effective healing pills, his little brother would probably never be able to cultivate and become a piece of trash for the rest of his life. It would not be enough to calm the indignation in his heart if he did not flay the other party's skin and pull out his tendons.

Li Haotian's companions also noticed the change in his expression and gaze. They followed his gaze and looked over, and also noticed the peak of the crowd. Their faces darkened, and they clenched their fists as they rushed towards the peak.

The competition had already gone on for two rounds, and only sixteen competitors remained. According to the rules of the convention, lots were drawn and the competition would continue after the lots were drawn.

The drawing ceremony was going on in the main ring, and everyone was heading for the main ring.

Li Haotian also wanted to clean up the mess, but in a situation like this, he didn't think it was appropriate, so he hurriedly jumped off the stage and stopped his comrades: "Everyone, don't act rashly. This is the Groom Search Competition venue. If you make a ruckus like this, it will implicate me, and I might even be disqualified from participating. In any case, there will be a long period of time in the future, and I will have to find him sooner or later to settle the debt he owes me. "

The competition arena had its own rules. It would severely punish those who caused trouble. The best case scenario would be to expel the troublemaker from the scene, and the worst case would be bringing down nine families. In other words, the relatives and friends of the troublemaker would be implicated. If there was a competitor, then all the scores would be cancelled.

"Then let him live a few more hours."

Li Haoran released his fist and said angrily. He was extremely excited. The moment he got excited, he would involve the wound on his chest. He coughed non-stop, and his face turned deathly pale. His expression became even more wretched.

Li Haotian and Li Haoran were brothers from the same mother, but they looked like two extremes. One of them had delicate features, like a fair-faced boy; the other had an ugly face, like a wretched little person.

If they didn't know the details, no one would have thought that they were brothers from the same family.

Feng Feiyun also noticed their actions, but he didn't show any fear on his face. Last night, he had raised his cultivation by two levels, but he had yet to test how much his strength had increased. It was just right for him to test it out.

However, seeing them leave, Feng Feiyun did not take the initiative to provoke them. If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. This was the creed of his life.

The top sixteen competitors entered the main ring in succession and began the drawing of lots again. Due to the number of participants being reduced by a quarter, the drawing of lots proceeded very quickly. Within the span of a few breaths, an opponent was selected.

Li Haotian's luck was not bad. His opponent was actually Hu Zi, who was lower than him. Although he had defeated competitors who were even taller than him, he had a certain amount of luck. The competitors he had encountered had higher cultivation bases than him, but they didn't have much actual combat experience. Thus, he had narrowly obtained victory.

At this moment, knowing that his opponent's cultivation base was actually a small realm lower than his, his self-confidence exploded, and he excitedly believed that victory was a matter of ease.

In Li Haotian's mind, the scene of him passing through the five trials and slaying six generals, and finally getting the beauty to return.

Li Haotian felt that his luck was good, but Hu Zi felt that his luck was better. After the third round, most of the participants were at least fourth to fifth grade martial artists, which was at least three ranks higher than his own.

In the world of martial cultivation, a small cultivation realm's overall strength would be doubled, and a small cultivation realm's total strength would be increased by at least three times. The difference in strength of three times was a little too much. It was not enough just to have a rich amount of combat experience.

At this moment, Hu Zi's opponent was only a second rank Warrior, and the one with the lowest cultivation out of the sixteen people besides him. Then, he would have no qualms about defeating his opponent.

As long as he defeated his opponent, he would be able to obtain a Rank 4 Magic Pill. A single Rank 4 Magic Pill was worth around ten thousand gold coins, and ten thousand gold coins was enough for him to hire someone to serve his mother for ten years.

Could it be that he wouldn't be able to master it in ten years?

Hu Zi's demand was not high. He would be satisfied with just being able to enter the Martial Ancestor Realm, which was the foundation of the sect.

Under the guidance of the referee, the two of them walked to the arena they were about to enter — Ring Seven, which was a little far from the main arena.

The crowd's Feng also noticed that Li Haotian's opponent was a tall and sturdy youth. He wore very simple clothes, and the long robe he wore didn't fit him very well. There were a few patches on the robe, showing that Li Haotian had been wearing it for many years. From this, it could be seen that his background was not much better than hers.

Seeing Hu Zi's cultivation level, Feng Feng Feng couldn't help but frown.