Jing Li's face was beyond black; he was practically emitting black smoke. Was the boss afraid that people wouldn't know he was a tycoon?
If you think about it carefully, the spirit stones Zishu consumed in this match were terrifying. While the magical artifacts he self-destructed weren't high-grade, they were still enough to make even Golden Core cultivators envious. Add to that the top-grade pills he consumed, and it's already made many people green with envy. I bet many people want to have a chat with Zishu about life.
"Zishu is indeed very wealthy," Zhan Changtian, who was always short of money, said somewhat embarrassedly.
Jing Li glanced at Zhan Changtian indifferently: "Have you ever seen a high-level alchemist who is destitute?"
Zhan Changtian shook his head. "Let alone advanced alchemists, even intermediate alchemists are very wealthy."
"What a waste of elixirs." That was Jing Li's assessment.
Zhan Changtian and Yu Kou exchanged a glance. Was this a case of being rich and willful? As expected, those from the Pill King Palace all had very unique personalities.
Outside, Ye Xiruo was also intimidated by her senior brother's domineering aura. Was this the kind of mentality where even if you couldn't beat someone, you would wear them down?
"Is that the senior brother? This style doesn't seem very common."
"Senior Brother did it on purpose." Si Hao covered his face; he had figured it out.
"Paralyze the enemy, preserve our strength, and advertise ourselves at the same time. Anyone who wants any pills in the future can come and get them; satisfaction guaranteed." Ye Xiruo suddenly understood her senior brother's intentions. But this show of force seems a bit too much. Didn't you see Mu Feng and Lang Sha grinding their teeth again? This kind of behavior—using spirit stones to slap the alien race in the face—is just too satisfying.
The battles that followed were equally exciting. As the competition progressed, the skill levels of the participants became increasingly similar, often resulting in matches lasting several days. Victory or defeat often hinged on willpower or financial resources; whoever could persevere to the end was likely to emerge victorious.
Su Shaxuan, Wuqingzui, Ye Liusha, Qianye, and Taiyanjue all achieved victory, but the results for the lower-ranked human prodigies were far less ideal. Some were even torn apart before they could even concede defeat, the scenes bloody and brutal. This weighed heavily on the hearts of all the human prodigies. Although the human race held a slight advantage in this competition, battles are often cruel. Humans and other races were already sworn enemies, and dying in battle was their own choice.
After the first round, a total of five people died: two humans, two aliens, and one demon.
Although it may seem like a small number, those who have reached this point are all truly exceptional individuals, possessing the potential to become unparalleled masters. The loss of even one of them is a tremendous blow to their clan.
Five people fell, and their names quickly appeared on the Prodigy Ranking. Their names turned gray and disappeared. The five vacant spots were quickly filled by the 101st to 105th place winners from the second round of the competition.
The second round of ranking competition began quickly. On the floating island, the spiritual energy was abundant, and even if the geniuses consumed their true essence, they could quickly replenish it. Moreover, there was a special energy in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here that was very effective in repairing injuries.
Except for a few people with particularly serious injuries, the others recovered thanks to the elixirs and the special spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and are ready to face the second round of challenges.
The second round starts with challenges from 100th to 1st place.
The 100th ranked person was a demon who challenged the 96th ranked human prodigy. The two were evenly matched, and in the end, the demon was willing to fight to the death, so the human prodigy conceded defeat, and their positions were switched.
To be on the safe side, the ninety-ninth prodigy challenged the ninety-eighth person closest to him, but unfortunately he didn't have the luck of the demon race and failed the challenge, so his position remained unchanged.
Lower-ranked prodigies, for the sake of caution, generally don't challenge opponents with very high rankings. When two similarly ranked individuals with comparable combat strength clash, it becomes a protracted battle, essentially a war of attrition. No one has the power to directly defeat their opponent; they can only gradually figure out each other's strengths and weaknesses to defeat them. This situation also has one advantage: no prodigy perishes. This is normal; if someone truly possessed a devastating weapon capable of annihilating their opponent, why fight so fiercely for so long? Wouldn't it be simpler to end the battle cleanly and decisively, like Xiu Qiyu?
After watching two matches, Ye Xiruo went back to refining pills. There weren't many people who were important to her, and besides, she had lost interest in battles of this level.
Si Hao, Hua Rong, and Qing Zhiyi stayed behind, carefully observing the battles, which greatly benefited their cultivation. After all, these prodigies were all at a higher level than them, and their various techniques were dazzling.
The top-ranked prodigies were also carefully observing, absorbing the essence and constantly integrating it into their own martial arts, thus perfecting their own path.
In addition, they possess profound cultivation and strong mental power, enabling them to maintain their peak condition even without sleep or rest.
Jing Li took out a bottle of spirit wine from his spatial storage and slowly began to drink it, his expression languid, but his gaze remained fixed on the mysterious serial killer. This person gave him a dangerous feeling; if he encountered him, he would be a formidable enemy.
"Does the Palace Master seem to have something on his mind?"
"I've been away for too long this time, I wonder if the Pill King Palace has changed hands?" Of course, this was just a joke. After Jing Li led the two Supreme Elders and a group of participating geniuses away from the Pill King Palace, the de facto controller of the Pill King Palace became the Throne. With the Throne's strength as an Emperor-level Pill Master, who could possibly cause trouble under his nose?
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