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Hearing these voices, Zhang Fei coughed lightly and continued, "Everyone, perhaps you would suspect why I changed the timing of the competition. The reason was simple, for a laborer with extremely high cutting speed, cutting two divine stone in an incense stick's worth of time was not difficult. Whoever can cut out two divine stone can continue with the next round, all the way until the final round, the Ascendant level king. "

At this point, Zhang Fei paused and continued, "In order to make the competition more meaningful and to allow more people to participate, the rewards for the competition have also changed. Those who obtain the first place can obtain the first three levels of the Nine Heavens Divine Arts, the second can obtain the first two levels of the arts, and the third to tenth place can all obtain the first level of the cultivation arts … "

After hearing this, the labourers who were originally extremely dissatisfied became excited. Although the rules of the competition had changed, the rewards had also increased. Moreover, there were now ten people from the original three. Many laborers rubbed their hands together, looking impatient. Han Yan didn't seem to care at all, because he believed that the reason why he participated in the competition was to obtain the Nine Heavens Divine Arts.

Of course, Han Yan was very clear that if he wanted to obtain the top ten, he had to cut two divine stone s in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, otherwise, he would not be able to enter the next round of the competition. He took a deep breath and looked at the ore in front of him. Then he took out a long blade from his storage pouch and waited for the competition to start.

In the following time, Zhang Fei spoke a few more insignificant words before asking the blue-clothed steward to take out an incense stick and light it. After Wang Fei announced the start of the competition, all of the hard labor picked up the ore and started to cut it. Needless to say, there were some experts amongst the laborers. Some of them were astonishingly fast, and in less than half an incense's time, they cut out a piece of divine stone.

Han Yan purposely slowed down his speed, and in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he cut out three divine stone s.

This kind of speed, would not even be considered fast in the midst of hard work, yet it made Zhou Kui, who was aware of Han Yan's situation, widen his eyes.

Zhou Kui did not care about Han Yan at all. He thought that since Han Yan had not been here for more than half a year, no matter how high his Inherent Skill was, no matter how fast his speed of cutting divine stone, he would probably only be able to cut out one divine stone in the time it takes to burn an incense stick. However, when he saw the three divine stone placed in front of Han Yan, his eyes filled with shock.

After the incense was burnt to ashes, Zhang Fei had the blue-clothed manager take inventory of the situation. Any labourer who could cut out two divine stone would be able to enter the next round. Very quickly, the results of the first round of competition came out. There were indeed many experts this time, and out of the ten thousand or so laborers, there were more than a hundred who managed to cut out two divine stone s. As for the four divine stone s, they did not have a single one. No one knew if they were trying to hide their strength like Han Yan, or if they were really unable to do it.

Zhou Kui walked in front of Han Yan and said with a smile: "Han Yan, congratulations. With that, he pointed to the center of the canyon and indicated for Han Yan to continue competing there.

Han Yan also smiled and cupped his fists: "I was just lucky."

Hearing this, Zhou Kui laughed twice, and then said: "This is not luck, if not for years of hard training, it would have been impossible to reach such a speed …" When he was speaking, he could not help but glance at Han Yan a few times. Perhaps he had also noticed that Han Yan was different from the other laborers, as he had a very big secret on him.

Han Yan followed behind Zhou Kui, and quickly walked to the front of the stage, while the other ten plus people followed suit.

Amidst the laborers surrounding the canyon watching, Zhang Dao and Hu Cheng stood together. Both of them were startled when they saw Han Yan walking over.

After Zhang Dao determined that Han Yan was going to participate in the next round, he could not help but take in a breath of cold air, and asked with great difficulty: "Could it be that he is going to participate in the next round?"

Hu Cheng nodded his head, and also said in shock: "That should be it, if they did not enter the next round, they would have long left the competition grounds, so how could they continue competing at the bottom of the stage!"

Zhang Dao could not accept this fact and muttered in a low voice: "How is this possible? He only came here for half a year. Back then, I trained hard for dozens of years before I participated in the competition. "He's really lucky to have made it into the second round of the competition. I wonder if he would be able to make it into the top ten."

Hu Cheng was also a little envious of Han Yan, and said: "I think it will be a little difficult, but I think we'll need to use all our strength in the next round of the competition."

Zhang Dao nodded his head in agreement, then said: "I think so too, I wonder if Han Yan has hidden his true strength yet."

Hu Cheng also hoped that Han Yan had hidden his true strength, but he knew that was an impossible task, and did not declare his hope, "Let fate decide! Maybe the Younger Brother Han can create a miracle … "

Han Yan and the others stood below the stage, and in front of them was another gigantic boulder. Over a hundred blue-clothed stewards stood beside them, and one of each of them held a jade slip, recording something. Rather, it was a young man whom he had never seen before. He looked at Han Yan and asked, "What is your name, and when will you be here?"

Han Yan answered truthfully. When he finished speaking, the blue-clothed manager stared with wide eyes.

After a while, the blue-clothed manager looked at Han Yan as if he was looking at a monster, and said hoarsely, "What did you say, you really just arrived at the God Realm …"

The sound of his words was extremely loud, so much so that the surrounding people all heard them and looked over.

Wang Fei naturally heard it too, his face sunk as he said angrily: "Wang Mang, what are you shouting about, don't you know that talking loudly is prohibited here?"

Wang Mang immediately cupped his fists: "Master, this subordinate knows his wrongs."

"It's fine as long as you know you're wrong. You won't be like this in the future." Wang Fei coldly snorted, "If you make another mistake like this, you will become a high class labourer in the future."

After saying that, Wang Fei's gaze swept across Han Yan and the rest, and continued: "The second round of the competition, will be in the time it takes two incense sticks to burn, whoever can cut out five divine stone would be able to enter the next round …" Although he said this, he knew clearly in his heart that among these hundred people, the most that could cut out two divine stone were at most a dozen people.

The sandalwood was lit up, and the round of competition began. Han Yan wielded his long blade and waved it towards the ore. This time, his speed was much faster than last time. When he cut, he even observed the surrounding people and started to cut according to the tenth place speed. In the blink of an eye, the incense was burnt out, and Zhou Kui lit his second incense stick.

At this time, the speed of more than a hundred laborers was obvious. Other than more than ten people cutting out three divine stone s, the rest of them only had two. Han Yan cut three pieces, but his forehead was full of sweat, as if he was extremely tired.

Han Yan purposely revealed such an expression so everyone would think that in order to cut out the three divine stone s, he had already used all his strength. Han Yan purposely slowed down his cutting speed. Every time he cut a little, he would rest for a while, and then continue. When the second incense stick was about to burn out, Han Yan's fifth divine stone still had not finished cutting it.0

However, at this moment, there were more than 10 divine stone labourers who were successfully cut out. If Han Yan's fifth divine stone couldn't be completed, then he would have to be eliminated according to the rules of the competition. Han Yan had already calculated the time, how could they be eliminated! He growled, and quickly brandished the long blade in his hand, causing the stone to fly, and the last divine stone to complete its cutting.

At this moment, Zhang Fei's voice suddenly rang out, "Time is up, stop the cutting. If anyone violates your orders, disqualify for the competition …"

All the laborers put down their long blades. Many of them were already sitting on the ground, breathing heavily.

Han Yan was one of them. His body was trembling and he looked like he would never be able to stand up again.

Wang Fei's eyes swept across the body of the labourers on the ground, and then he said: "Everyone, I know that you have used your full strength, and that your spirit is worth encouraging, but a competition is a competition, and it will always be the cruelest outcome. There is only one person here who would be able to become the King of Slicers. As for those laborers who did not manage to cut five divine stone, you can leave now. "

Hearing this, those laborers who did not cut out five divine stone walked towards the two sides of the canyon with sighs. For a time, there were only a dozen or so laborers left, all of whom had entered the finals. Of course, other than Han Yan who was sitting alone on the ground, the majority of the people present had a confident look. Only a few of them had pale faces.

Wang Fei's eyes flashed, then looked at Han Yan and asked: "What is your name?"

Han Yan stood up with difficulty and cupped his fists towards Zhang Fei: "Reporting to Master, I am Han Yan."

Wang Fei nodded his head and said in satisfaction: "Being able to cut five divine stone s at the last moment is indeed somewhat capable, but you are no longer able to continue fighting, you should go and rest!"

Han Yan did not have any intentions to go down, he deliberately gritted his teeth and said: "Master, I can still continue to fight, please give me a chance!"

Wang Fei went silent for a while, and then said: "I've said it before, as long as you cut five divine stone's worth of hard work, you can enter the finals. "Since you have met the requirements and insisted on fighting, I shall give you this opportunity …" As he said that, he gave Zhou Kui and the rest a look and told them to place the ore in front of them.

Han Yan and the others stood side by side below the stage, and Zhang Fei said in a deep voice, "The competition is very simple, there is no time limit. Of course, if you were to collapse or stop halfway, it would be equivalent to giving up the match. In the end, the number of divine stone cut out will determine whether they can enter the top ten, do you understand? "

When everyone heard this, they said in unison, "Understood."

A huge piece of ore could cut out a hundred divine stone. Under normal circumstances, it would take at least five hours to finish cutting this piece of ore. Right now, it was even more difficult because the previous cutting had consumed a large amount of physical and spiritual energy. Moreover, many people had used their full strength. It was easier said than done to finish cutting the ore in a short period of time.

However, there was indeed an expert amongst the laborers. When Wang Fei announced the start of the competition, one of them quickly held his blade and started to cut. Han Yan and the rest did the same, quickly cutting. As time passed, more and more labourers sat on the ground and stopped cutting. However, every time Han Yan was about to fall, he would raise his blade and cut the divine stone again. It was as if he would not give up if he was still alive.

Wang Fei had not paid attention to Han Yan in the beginning, but now that he saw Han Yan's situation, he thought to himself: "This child is great, I wonder if he can persevere until the very end …"

The laborer who first cut the ore had already cut more than half of it. Looking at the other people, his speed was about the same.

Han Yan kept observing his surroundings. When he saw that only ten people, including himself, were still cutting, he put down his hand blade and sat on the ground, breathing heavily. Han Yan participated in the competition because of the Nine xuan god tactic's cultivation method, as for the final ranking, he didn't care at all.

Roughly six hours later, the competition came to an end. Not one of the participants finished cutting the ore, but all of them fell to the ground. According to the previous rules, if one didn't finish cutting the ore, they wouldn't be able to obtain the title of "King of Cutting." However, they would still receive the reward of being first. Zhang Fei looked at the last ten people who fell and said in a deep voice, "You guys, follow me …"

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