177 The Third Old Man of Thousand Years

Chapter 177

Just thinking about the scene described by Bai Qiaomo, Feng Ming knew that it could indeed train people, and it can also be seen that Zong Yupao is a person who can be ruthless.

This is very rare among the children of the rich and powerful, especially the princes.

After coming to the imperial city, I came into contact with many children of the rich and powerful and disciples of the Royal Academy. It cannot be said that all these people are indulged in pleasure.

But there are indeed many people who rely on superior resources to pile up their own cultivation.

This results in their foundation not being as solid as that of the cultivators outside, and they may not be able to match the cultivators from outside in the same level battle.

But there are still some cultivators, like Zong Yupao and Wu Liyan, who are not only gifted, not lacking in cultivation resources, but also have a strong character, and have been tempered by thousands of hardships.

Not to mention being invincible in the same level, even if they face a cultivator of a higher level, they may not lose to the opponent.

Such training requires them to give up the fertile environment, such as what Bai Qiaomo said, to join the Iron Armored Army and fight on the battlefield.

Although it is not necessary to share the joys and sorrows with those soldiers, the days are definitely not as comfortable as staying in the imperial city as a prince.

The sufferings you have endured will not go without rewards. Today, Zong Yupao is one of the top few young cultivators in the entire Feihong Continent.

Not to mention the murderous aura, Feng Ming can see that Zong Yupao overwhelms his opponents in terms of momentum alone.

Even if the opponent was almost as strong as him, he would still lose to him because of this pressure, not to mention that the opponent was only in the late stage of Yuanye Realm.

Therefore, within two minutes, the opponent was knocked off the stage by Zong Yupao with a spear.

Zong Yupao, a complete victory.

Cheers and applause rang out in the arena. Zong Yupao won beautifully.

In Bai Qiaomo's opinion, Zong Yupao was still restrained, otherwise he could have directly killed the opponent in a shorter time. This ring battle made him a little restrained.

Zong Yupao's battle made everyone more determined that the champion of this martial arts competition must be Zong Yupao, and Bai Qiaomo, the dark horse, should be the third place.

The dealers behind the twelve betting sites finally breathed a sigh of relief. The odds of Bai Qiaomo winning the championship were still at 50-1, and they did not rise any further.

As for Feng Ming, who had spent more than 10 million Yuanjing, they thought he was still too ignorant. He thought that because he won the championship in the Alchemist Competition, he thought there were not many powerful cultivators in the Imperial City?

The Imperial City not only had Wu Liyan, but also a powerful prince like Zong Yupao.

Someone looked over at Feng Ming, wanting to see what his expression was at the moment.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ming was still talking to Bai Qiaomo with a smile, and he did not show any worry at all.

Feng Ming really disappointed them, so why would he worry?

If Bai Qiaomo had not been reborn, he might have been defeated by an opponent like Zong Yupao.

Zong Yupao has rich experience in killing enemies, and Bai Qiaomo is now even better than him.

Not to mention his experience in Feihong Continent, even if he had been away from Feihong Continent for many years, he had no idea how many battles he had experienced.

Feng Ming had never asked, but that didn't mean he couldn't guess or see.

In his previous life, Bai Qiaomo must have been very tense and rarely relaxed.

Until this evening, except for Yu Bin who had a bye, the qualifying rounds for the 28 players had all been completed, and 15 players would start the next round of qualifying rounds tomorrow.

When the players and spectators left the venue, they talked about tomorrow's draw. There were fifteen qualifiers, and it was an odd number, which meant that there would be another bye when the draw was made. Who would get the bye this time?

If it fell to Yu Bin again, then this person's luck would be really weird.

Someone even came over to ask Yu Bin if he felt that there would be another bye in the draw tomorrow.

Yu Bin was happy and painful. He was very satisfied to have come this far. If he got another bye, he knew that he was not worthy of the position.

So he hoped to get the bye tomorrow and play a good game. Losing was expected, and he would not feel sad at all.

Pei Yingmin couldn't help laughing, patting him on the shoulder: "Go back and have a good sleep, don't think about anything, go draw lots tomorrow, whatever you draw is what you get, it's useless to think too much now."

Yu Bin smiled bitterly: "I think all my good luck has been used up this time, I wasn't like this before, really, so I will definitely go on the court to fight tomorrow."

"That's not bad, play well tomorrow."

"I will, Senior Brother Pei."

On the other hand, Ji Yuan was also curious about the drawing of lots for a while, he was more concerned about Zong Yupao's estimate of his and Bai Qiaomo's strength.

Because many people believe that he is the champion of this martial arts competition, what does Zong Yupao think?

"How do I think? Of course I use my eyes, do you use your nose to see?"

Ji Yuan was speechless, did Zong Yupao really misinterpret his meaning?

Ji Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "To put it bluntly, do you have the confidence that you can definitely beat Bai Qiao Mo?"

Zong Yupao: "We haven't even fought, how can you guarantee that you will definitely win? Let's talk about it after the fight."

"That means you are not completely sure that you can win?"

Zong Yupao was too lazy to talk to this guy anymore, so he strode forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Even Qiu Yi could feel that Senior Brother Zong was getting impatient.

"Senior Brother Ji, why are you chasing Senior Brother Zong to ask?"

Ji Yuan looked around and saw no one, so he whispered to Qiu Yi: "Don't tell that guy Zong Yupao, I secretly bet on Bai Qiaomo to win the championship."

Qiu Yi was shocked: "Why didn't you bet on Senior Brother Zong to win?"

Ji Yuan smiled: "Everyone thinks Zong Yupao can win, so what's the surprise if you bet on him to win, and there won't be much to earn. If you want to play, play big and exciting. Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you lose, I'm mentally prepared. But what if I win? When I bet, I still lost twenty on one."

Qiu Yi was speechless. For Yuan Jing, he even ignored his friendship with Senior Brother Zong.

Ji Yuan smiled again and said, "If I make money, I'll give you half, Junior Brother Qiu."

Qiu Yi wanted to refuse and said that it was impossible for Senior Brother Ji to make money, but if they really wanted to share it, it didn't seem impossible: "Okay, but you can't tell Senior Brother Zong."

"Of course, I won't let him know, otherwise he will definitely take the opportunity to beat me up."

***

The second day's draw finally started amid everyone's anticipation. Even the referees were curious about who would get a bye this time.

Yu Bin was also quite nervous. He was the center of attention and the pressure was a bit high, but he still drew quickly without wasting time. He

looked at it immediately after drawing it. When he saw that it was not a blank, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

Wu Liyan curiously patted him on the shoulder: "You seem to be very happy that

you didn't get a bye this time." Yu Bin explained: "If I get another bye, my strength will be too unconvincing."

Yu Bin said and then happily left the stage to prepare for his upcoming promotion match.

Many spectators were disappointed. Why didn't he draw a blank? Was his good luck over? They still wanted to see this guy's good luck continue to the end.

If that was the case, Feng Ming would think that this family had incredible luck.

The result came out quickly. The player who had a bye in this round was another female player besides Wu Liyan. She happily waved the blank lottery ticket in her hand and ran back to the stands, which meant that she could directly enter the top ten.

Bai Qiaomo's luck was not bad either. Although he did not have a bye, he did not bump into Wu Liyan and Zong Yupao in advance, but another player who was also in the late Yuanye Realm.

Wu Liyan and Zong Yupao, the two players with the highest cultivation, also did not bump into each other.

After the lottery was drawn, except for the bye player, the remaining fourteen players all went downstairs to prepare. In a while, the qualifying round from fifteen to eight would begin.

There are fewer arenas left in the center of the arena. Today, there are only five arenas left, and not all of them are activated.

Bai Qiaomo was still the first to go on stage. He was used to it.

Qin Jian also went up to the arena next to him, and he and Bai Qiaomo nodded to each other.

Seeing Bai Qiaomo, Qin Jian made up his mind that he would win this match no matter what.

He would never admit defeat without fighting Bai Qiaomo.

Because of this belief, his aura became even sharper.

Bai Qiaomo also noticed the change in Qin Jian's aura at that moment, and turned his head to look at him deliberately.

He was not very worried about Qin Jian. This person was the type who became stronger when facing stronger opponents, and he was also looking forward to fighting with Qin Jian.

Bai Qiaomo's opponent this time was still from the Royal Academy, but this time the opponent looked at Bai Qiaomo with hostility in his eyes.

He used a sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at Bai Qiaomo and said, "Remember, I am Lu Yanfeng, and your promotion match, Bai Qiaomo, will end in my hands."

Many disciples from the Royal Academy and spectators from the Imperial City cheered.

Some people in the Imperial City were not used to the cultivators from outside stealing their limelight, so they disliked Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo.

Feng Ming sneered after hearing what this person said: "Lu Yanfeng? Is he famous?"

Pei Yingmin sweated: "Actually, he is quite famous. If Wu Liyan is the eternal second, then Lu Yanfeng is the eternal third. In fact, his initial strength was above Wu Liyan and Zong Yupao. He was once the number one of the younger generation in the Royal Academy, but was surpassed by latecomers and constantly surpassed by Wu Liyan and Zong Yupao. This person must be a little dissatisfied. I am convinced."

Feng Ming wanted to make more jokes: "It seems that this person has a bad character. He is not convinced when others advance ahead of him? If he has the ability, he can advance himself. He looks quite old and is about to be over the age limit."

Pei Yingmin nodded: "Not bad, just thirty."

Feng Ming made a "tsk" sound again. It is not wrong to say that his talent is a little worse than Zong Yupao and Wu Liyan, and he is not as good as Bai Qiaomo.

At his age, Bai Qiaomo will definitely be able to advance to the Yuandan realm.

"This person should be closer to Gong Liquan." Feng Ming guessed.

Pei Yingmin nodded: "Not bad, and this man is somewhat related to Gong Liquan."

Feng Ming: "So that's the case, no wonder he showed hostility to my brother Bai right away, he's really petty."

Then he waved his hand and shouted at Bai Qiaomo on the stage, "Brother Bai, beat him, knock him off the stage!"