Chapter 1045: Third Round!
There were twenty-one battles in the first round of the stage, and one after another fight happened. The results were sotis one-sided, while other tis, the competition was equal, with no winner to be found until the last strike.
It was now ti for the seventeenth battle, with the number of participants being 19 and 40.
The two opponents were familiar. A wry smile spread across their faces since they were relatives.
The two mbers were Bisthal and Bester, the brother duo of the Wheat-Spottted Demon race.
Even though Bester was Bisthal's brother, he wanted to defeat him, so his eyes were solemn, and he summoned the beast. Bester also summoned the beast.
The next mont, two beasts appeared in the arena, and soon after, their details appeared on the screen one after another for the crowd to see.
[Na: Birch Dryad
Type: Beast
Race: Treekin
Quality: Supre
Elent: Wood
Cultivation: Early Divine Lord
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Price: Four hundred fifty supre Sacred stones.]
[Na: Ghost Wolf
Type: Beast
Race: Wolf
Quality: Supre
Elent: Spirit
Cultivation: Early Divine Lord
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Price: Three hundred supre Sacred stones.]
Bisthal was the owner of the Birch Dryad, while Bester's beast was the Ghost Wolf.
Ding!
The bell rang, announcing the start of the battle.
Howl!
The Ghost Wolf howled, activating Spirit Howl. The Birch Dryad's movents stopped and beca disoriented.
The Ghost Wolf used that window to its advantage and pounced. Its movents were quick, and it reached the opponent in no ti.
The Birch Dryad imdiately activated Armor. The next mont, wooden elents in the sky gathered and ford a shield, stopping the Ghost Wolf.
Howl!
The Ghost Wolf howled once again, but this ti, the Birch Dryad had already prepared for it. It activated Healing Touch.
The Birch Dryad didn't have an attacking skill, so it could only use the wooden elent to create thorns and branches connected to her beautiful green hair.
The wolf used its quick movent to dodge the barrage of branches coming at it, but the numbers overwheld it, so it had no choice but to activate Ethereal Shield.
Ti flew by, and it was another long battle that went on for more than five minutes.
Even without any attacking skill, its tough defense helped the dryad.
Howl!
The Ghost Wolf howled, looking at the sky. The next mont, a pack of seven wolves appeared in the arena. It was the best skill in the wolf's arsenal, but at the sa ti, its energy demand was outrageous.
Since the battle wasn't going anywhere, Bester decided to take the risk and end the fight.
If it were earlier, the Birch Dryad would at least have so chances to fight back against so many wolves, but not now. The sheer number of wolves overwheld the dryad, ending the battle for Bisthal in this competition.
The ghost wolves summoned slowly faded into disappearance while the Ghost Wolf crashed to the ground, as only these few seconds exhausted the majority of her remaining energy.
Bisthal congratulated Bester before a red light engulfed him, and a white light covered Bester.
Ti flew by, and soon all twenty-one battles for the first round were over.
All the winners were covered in silver lights in the seating area.
The light covering all the participants disappeared, and a new set of numbers, starting from 1 and ending at 21, were assigned to all the participants.
Since the number of participants wasn't even, one number automatically passed to the next round.
The next mont, "17" appeared on the projection above the battlefield.
Participant number 17 beca excited, as he would have to fight one less battle now.
So looked at the man with envy, while others didn't care. They knew that it was only the early stages, and passing to the next round without fighting didn't make much of a difference in the top three ranks.
The projection changed once again, showing the ten sets of battles for the second round.
The participants who got the chance to grace the arena for the first battle were numbers 2 and 19.
A white light covered these participants as they appeared on the battlefield, each vying for a spot in the third round.
The participants summoned their beasts, and soon the bell rang, announcing the start of the battle.
One was the Gray Fox, while the other was the Silver Manticore. The battles between the two were cruel and bloody, with neither of the two willing to give up on the battle.
The fight between the two went on for more than ten minutes. Finally, the victor was decided in a cruel, bestial way as the Manticore ripped the Gray Fox apart, ending its life.
Not long after that, the Manticore also fell, taking its last breath, but since the Gray Fox was the first to die, the Manticore and its owner beca the winners.
Ti flew by, and one after another battle happened in the second round.
After the round was over, there were eleven participants left, and as it was another odd set of parties, one contestant automatically passed to the third round.
The seventeenth participant wasn't lucky anymore as he had to battle in this round, while the number seven participant, Ayriel, beca the one to step onto the next stage.
When the participants saw that it was Ayriel who had been selected, almost all of them breathed a sigh of relief. Ayriel and her Chaotic Wyrm had completely decimated their opponent in both last rounds.
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The third round finally began with the battle between participants numbers 6 and 11.
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[Na: Purple Scorpicon
Type: Beast
Race: Mutant
Quality: Supre
Elent: Thunder, Poison
Cultivation: Peak Divine Lord
Characteristic: Immunity,
Details: The Purple Scorpicon is immune to all poison and the negative effects brought by it. (Only up to its cultivation level.)
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Cost: Five hundred seventy-five supre Sacred stones.]
The Purple Scorpicon was a large and nacing creature. It was a scorpion, but with the head of a lion with a purple mane. Its venomous stings seed to be shrouded in purple thunder. Its eyes were glowing green with a hint of purple.
The Purple Scorpicon's opponent was a strong beast, the Nightingale Crow.
Ding!
The battle began, and soon after, it also ca to an end with the Nightingale Crow's victory.
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