When Wang Gang saw Wang Yufan’s gaze, he instantly felt uncomfortable all over.
"I didn’t expect you to be so strong, but if you think that’s the end of it, then you’re gravely mistaken. I’m on good terms with the Fifth Prince, and if you encounter him, you’ll certainly face the consequences," Wang Gang muttered to himself.
At this mont, he had finished reading the rules for the second round of the competition.
The second round was also divided into four groups, with nine people in each group.
Only three people from each group of nine could advance to the finals.
As Wang Gang finished reading the competition rules, the second round of the grand competition officially began.
Wang Yufan drew the third group this ti.
When the draw was made, Wang Gang didn’t speak, but instead glared fiercely at Wang Yufan.
Wang Yufan didn’t take Wang Gang’s reaction to heart at all.
When Wang Yufan arrived at his group, he found that Wanru of the Ice Moon Sect was also assigned to the sa group as him, which gave Wang Yufan a headache.
He hadn’t expected such a coincidence; he didn’t want to et her, but now he had.
Because there were only nine people in the group, as Wang Yufan walked past everyone and Wanru, he could feel Wanru’s gaze, as if she wanted to devour him, staring intently.
Although she didn’t speak, Wang Yufan already sensed Wanru’s aura.
And as Wanru watched Wang Yufan walk past her, she was very happy inside.
"I’ve finally waited for you. This ti, because of you, I broke through to Primal Spirit Realm Third Layer. If I encounter you in this group, I must reclaim the humiliation I suffered at your hands last ti. As for that familiar aura on you, I don’t think I need to guess; it must be because of that sword," Wanru kept thinking to herself.
Once everyone in the third group had gathered, the referee in charge of supervising their group walked over and said loudly, "Since you can enter the third group, it proves that your strength is recognized. You will be the hope of the Mingyue Empire, and very likely future powerhouses of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
You must know that in the Primordial Spirit Realm, there are still many geniuses among the high-grade sects.
You are only from the Mingyue Empire; the outside world is much larger than you imagine.
Alright, I’ve strayed a bit, but overall, you must know that in this Primordial Spirit Realm, strength is the standard for testing truth.
I don’t need to say much about the upcoming competition; co up and draw lots.
If you don’t draw a match, you’ll directly advance to the finals.
Don’t feel unfair, because the main purpose of this competition is to test everyone’s strength, and also partly to test everyone’s luck.
In this world of survival, slaughter happens every day, but sotis, so people with weak strength can remain safe, while those with monstrous strength are completely slaughtered.
So, if anyone draws a blank tag this ti, it only proves that his luck is indeed stronger than yours."
After the referee finished speaking, everyone began to draw lots.
When the nine people drew their lots, they didn’t open them imdiately; their only thought was to draw the blank lot.
However, Wanru’s thoughts were different from everyone else’s; she only wanted to draw Wang Yufan.
But the next mont, when she opened it, it was a na completely unfamiliar to her.
She knew that it seed she wouldn’t be facing Wang Yufan in this round, but she didn’t give up, because she still had one last chance.
After the eight people in the third group finished their matches, the four winners would compete again, and the one who hadn’t drawn a lot would re-enter the draw.
On the other side, when Wang Yufan opened the lot in his hand, it was completely blank, with not a single word on it.
"Everyone, open your lots and see.
Whoever has the blank one, give it to , and you don’t have to compete," the referee began to say.
Wang Yufan smiled slightly, took out the lot in his hand, and said, "Oh, excuse , my luck might be a bit better; I drew the blank lot."
Upon hearing this, the other few people all looked at Wang Yufan, their faces filled with envy.
When Wanru found out, she fiercely tugged at her clothes.
She hadn’t expected Wang Yufan’s luck to be so good, truly getting the blank lot as she had thought.
Then, in this group, her chance was down to the last one.
"You’re really lucky.
I hope you continue to be so lucky.
Our business isn’t over yet; don’t you forget it," Wanru transmitted to Wang Yufan.
Wang Yufan was clearly stunned after hearing this, but he imdiately responded, "Alright, who’s afraid of whom? A good man doesn’t fight with won, that’s all.
Don’t get too smug."
Hearing Wang Yufan say this, Wanru’s small face turned red with anger, but it was hidden by her face mask.
She didn’t bother with Wang Yufan anymore; she only hoped that her last chance would be useful.
Looking at the na that appeared, Wanru knew that she would be facing Wei Yuan, whose strength had reached the late Eternal Realm.
Wanru didn’t know much about this person, but in the previous few battles, his performance was quite good.
With Eternal Realm strength, he could unleash the power of Primal Spirit Realm First Layer; such a genius was already rare.
He was challenging above his level.
But for her, Wanru, she could easily handle this Wei Yuan; her current strength had reached Primal Spirit Realm Third Layer.
Looking at the black-clothed man nad Wei Yuan, whose eyes were looking at her, Wanru also politely nodded.
Because on Wei Yuan’s face and in his eyes, she did not see the lewd expressions that had appeared in the eyes of previous people.
With a command from the referee, two figures imdiately began to duel, while two other groups waited.
"Song Ming, you lost to last ti.
I didn’t expect that this ti you and I would be in the sa group and even face each other.
I really want to say that the world is too good to ; it’s a great place to vent."
"Wang Mang, you’re going too far.
Don’t think that just because your strength has reached the late Eternal Realm and I’m at the middle Eternal Realm, you can underestimate .
You should know that there’s always soone better out there.
Otherwise, you won’t be able to bear the consequences."
"Hahahaha, you’re killing .
If soone else said that, I might consider it, but since you’re saying it, there’s no way you can win against .
Enough talk; I’ll quickly cripple you.
My ti is very precious.
Asura Hand..." After Wang Mang finished speaking, he imdiately unleashed his moves and charged towards Song Ming.
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