Published: November 30, -0001
Everyone's eyes lit up.
That's right!
The Great Wei Nation and the Ghost Immortal Sect had been targeting the martial artists from the Great Qi Nation since the beginning of the preliminary test.
However, due to the intimidation from Nian Wujie and Cao Heng, the martial artists from the Great Qi Nation dared not resist, hiding and being cautious.
Even the Fourth Prince dared not be too reckless, fearing being surrounded by Nian Wujie and the others.
Now that Nian Wujie and Cao Heng were dead, what was there to fear?
Thinking of this, everyone was excited.
That's right, this time we won't let a single one of the Ghost Immortal Sect and the Great Wei Nation pass the assessment.
Since we've already torn our faces, what else is there to be afraid of?
Yes, let's do it!
Everyone was excitedly discussing.
Qin Chen, what do you mean? The Fourth Prince turned to Qin Chen, seeking his opinion.
I don't mind. Qin Chen smiled lightly, but if it really comes to a fight, count me in. After all, the martial artists from the Great Wei Nation and the Ghost Immortal Sect are all fat sheep.
In this life, if he wanted to rise up, resources were essential.
These geniuses, in their respective forces, were all outstanding individuals, possessing many treasures, making it a good opportunity to collect resources.
Alright, since that's the case, let's take action. The Fourth Prince looked at everyone, encouragingly saying: Here, I Zhao Wei promise, anyone who can repel or kill a disciple of the Great Wei Nation or the Ghost Immortal Sect will be rewarded by our royal family upon returning to the Great Qi.
Great, then thank you, Fourth Prince!
Hahaha, we’ll wait for the Fourth Prince's rewards.
Let’s hurry up, I can’t hold back anymore!
Everyone laughed heartily, thrilled beyond measure.
At this time, it was already evening.
With the dimming light, everyone rushed into the mountains.
They were scattered with distances of over a hundred meters between them; among them, Qin Chen, Zhao Wei, Zi Xun, and Zhao Ling Shan, the four great Heaven Level experts, stood at four corners.
They formed a large net, spreading throughout the forest.
In an instant, the entire forest was stirred.
Along the way, all the martial artists from various forces who encountered this group were terrified, hastily hiding and looking at Qin Chen and the others as they passed.
Qin Chen and his group were not acting recklessly; they specifically targeted the disciples from the Great Wei Nation and the Ghost Immortal Sect for encirclement and slaughter.
They were stirring up a bloodbath.
Once they encountered disciples from the Ghost Immortal Sect and the Great Wei Nation, they were unable to resist and were instantly besieged by the surrounding group, completely powerless.
At this time, outside the preliminary testing ground.
The strong from many forces were tense.
Now, it was already the fourth day of the assessment, with only a little over a day left until the fifth day’s assessment ended.
During this time, it was also the most brutal period of the entire assessment.
At this point, many martial artists who had been hiding early on, waiting to conserve their strength to pass the assessment, began to emerge and take action.
Every year at this time, the casualties among martial artists were almost at their peak.
Therefore, all major forces dared not be careless, stationed in the teleportation area, ready to provide timely treatment and healing as soon as their disciples appeared.
The only ones who were relaxed were the Ghost Immortal Sect and the Great Wei Nation.
Hahaha, Xiao Zhan, this time your Great Qi Nation has already eliminated over seventy martial artists, right? Tsk tsk, that's a whole double compared to last year! Wei Chi Cheng laughed loudly.
Wei Chi brother, I remember last year, only nineteen from the Great Qi Nation entered the ring match, right? It seems this year will be even more tragic. Ling Zhong from the Ghost Immortal Sect also spoke with a smile.
Why even mention it? Last year, at this time, only over thirty contestants were eliminated from the Great Qi Nation. This time, it’s at least double that. Wei Chi Cheng squinted his eyes into slits, grinning: Last year, the martial artists from the Great Qi Nation had seventeen deaths; I wonder how many will die this year? Worth looking forward to.