Mortal Cultivation

112 Yi Mei’s Power Display [III]

In the early morning of the second day, there were significantly fewer people coming to the arena. Not only were there fewer people participating, but the audience was also nearly half smaller. It could be seen that many of the audience on the first day were the relatives and friends of the contestants. Due to the rapid shrinking of the competition personnel, these groups of relatives and friends also disappeared.

But there were still many people who come to watch the game. After all, today’s game wa obviously more exciting than yesterday’s. The remaining one hundred and twenty eight contestants were the outstanding students of the water department of the college.

The morning game was still divided into twenty areas, with three-four games in each area. The competition personnel would re-divide according to the number plates obtained after the second game yesterday.

Meier was in the second match today. When the examiner announced the start of the second game, it was still a tall boy who stepped into the ring.

Looking at the boy’s posture, he was much more burly than the boy yesterday. He was tall and mighty like a monkey. No matter how he looked at it, he didn’t look like a student of the water system. It might be more convincing to say that he was from the earth system.

Mei’er was thinking to herself, “Who is this monster?” Mei’er found this gorilla-looking student when he was watching other people’s fight yesterday morning, because his appearance was too abrupt.

Unexpectedly, she was assigned to a group with this gorilla-looking student today. Mei’er also saw the tyrannical tricks that the gorilla-looking student used in the game yesterday, and he couldn’t help but strengthen his vigilance.

After taking office, the two sides first exchanged names. They just heard the gorilla-looking student-looking student say: “My name is Kui Gangbeng, I am fourteen years old this year, and I am a late second-level cultivator. Little sister, you are not my opponent, so let’s admit defeat first!”

Mei’er looked up at the gorilla-looking student who was much taller than him, and said angrily: “Yi Mei’er, 9 years old, mid-level cultivator. gorilla-looking student, don’t scare people, sister, I’ll let you know what you know today. Called willing to surrender.”

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After the two of them finished speaking, they walked to one side of the ring respectively. After seeing the two sides stand firm, the examiner immediately announced: “The game begins!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the two amethysts in front of the gorilla-looking student lit up, and an angry wave more than two meters high surged out from in front of him. The gorilla-looking student rushed straight to Mei’er with this raging wave.

While rushing out, the gorilla-looking student was still thinking in his heart: what mysteries are in your fog! I just need to rush you off the stage with a wave of water.

The gorilla-looking student also saw Meier’s performance in the competition yesterday. But according to his thoughts, Mei’er was nothing more than relying on sneak attacks in her own fog to win.

With his own tyrannical raging magic, it was not only powerful, but also has a wide coverage. No matter where you attack, he believed he could rush her off the stage at once.

Thinking in his heart, the gorilla-looking student couldn’t help but increase the output of spiritual power, and the water waves in front of him rolled and rushed forward.

Before rushing out ten meters, the gorilla-looking student disappeared into the mist of Meier all-together with the man and the angry waves. Only the sound of water in the mist is constantly heard, like a thunderous wave crashing on the shore.

The people in the audience still couldn’t see how the two were fighting in the fog, and they only heard the sound of water hammering from the ring. In the end, who was beaten by whom, due to the obstruction of the fog, no one could see the specific situation.

After just over a minute, the sound of the water suddenly calmed down. While everyone was guessing, the fog quietly dissipated, and a shocking scene appeared on the ring.

They saw the unusually strong gorilla-looking student who had performed before collapsed on the ring, choking on water from his mouth and nose, and coughing violently. But Mei’er stood in front of the gorilla-looking student with a bright smile on her face, as if the old god was there.

“Mei’er wins! The next group can come on the stage.” As soon as the examiner’s voice sounded, two staff members immediately took the stage and lifted Kui Gangbeng down.

After receiving the number plate, Mei’er came to Wang Wei and the others in a dashing manner under everyone’s astonished gaze, and then left the arena together.

The morning games were all over quickly. Because only three-four groups of people fought at each venue, the game ended quickly. This also gave the contestants enough time to rest in order to recover their spiritual power.

In the afternoon, the number of participants dropped sharply to sixty four. The arena was much quieter.

The competition area had also been re-divided into ten areas, each with only six-eight contestants.

Mei’er was ranked first again. The opponent who came to the stage with Meier was still another boy.

And this boy was very cute. The gorilla-looking student in the morning was obviously incomparable to this boy. Although he was also more than a head taller than Mei’er, he had a long face and clear eyes, and looks like a girl with a cold expression.

After the two sides stood still, they exchanged first and last names. I just heard the beautiful boy say, “Hello, my name is Lin Chen, I’m 14 years old, and I’m an early third-level spiritual master. Please advise.”

When Mei’er heard that the other party was a third-level spiritual master, she couldn’t help frowning. The vigilance in her heart suddenly increased greatly. A difference of one level means a qualitative leap in magic cultivation, which was completely above two levels. She was afraid this game wouldn’t be easy.

Mei’er calmed down, smiled at Lin Chen, and said, “Hello, my name is Yi Mei’er, I’m 9 years old, and I’m a mid-level cultivator. I would like to ask the senior to show mercy.”

After speaking, the two sides retreated to both sides of the ring. The two people’s five amethysts glowed slightly with purple awns on the ring.