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Blind Yang was the strongest among the eight in the free-for-all. He once again adopted the strategy of unifying the strong and defeating the weak, and directly eliminated the four strongest people. By eliminating the biggest threat and factor of instability, he had already succeeded in half.0

As for the other three young talents, they all felt as if they had been used. However, things had already gotten to this point. They could only accept their mistake.

The few of them exchanged looks, and finally agreed to let Blind Yang split up and fight. The two victors, after successfully reviving, would be promoted to the top ten. Once they revived, they would think that they could join a sect and become its disciples.

Amongst the geniuses of the 1st step, depending on their battle strength, they too had levels. Xiantian Full Circle realm, peak Xiantian realm, peak Xiantian realm and half-step into the Spirit Sea realm were the four levels of the first step. And Blind Yang's fighting skills had reached the extreme boundary, so naturally, his fighting strength was also at the extreme limit of the Upper Sky Realm.

Blind Yang's opponent was only a late Xiantian talent. His combat strength was barely comparable to a Great Perfection, and he was one of the weakest talents on the first step. Blind Yang activated his Mind's Eye. With his Ji Realm combat skills, he quickly crushed that genius.

Blind Yang had found the opponent's most fatal weakness. With a loud rumble, his compressed Xiantian Qi had reached its peak. With the same zhenqi, the smaller the compression, the purer it would be, and the greater the explosive might of the zhenqi.

Blind Yang's skill of compressing his innate energy and suddenly erupting it was not any weaker than that of ordinary innate experts.

Without a doubt, Blind Yang defeated that talented youth with absolute superiority. After all, Blind Yang's strength was two levels higher than his. It was to everyone's surprise that the limit of the Xiantian realm could defeat an ordinary Xiantian Full Circle realm master.

Currently, Blind Yang's expression was the same as ever, neither arrogant nor impetuous. He was not proud of defeating his enemies, nor was he qualified to be resurrected, becoming a quasi-sect disciple. Victory doesn't make one discouraged, he was talking about people like Blind Yang.

Fan Wuji stood below the stage, looking at Blind Yang with a trace of seriousness. He had experienced Blind Yang's exquisite and heroic fighting techniques before. At the Xiantian realm, Blind Yang had already reached the pinnacle.

Those who could reach the pinnacle were the most terrifying. Fan Wuji did not underestimate Blind Yang just because he had defeated him. Geniuses grow quickly, and a momentary victory is nothing. Moreover, Fan Wuji himself didn't have any Ji Realm techniques, and it was only because of his many abilities combined that he was able to break through the Innate barrier.

Not long after, the other two people in the arena also finished their fight. The victor was Jing Wuming of Yan Kingdom. This Jing Wuming was indeed a nameless person, and in a small and remote country like the Yan Kingdom, he was not even the number one genius.

But later on, this person exploded with power that far surpassed the number one genius of Yan Country, becoming this time's other dark horse besides Fan Wuji. Jing Wuming had been concealing his strength for half his life, and once it exploded, it was only for this day and night.

After all, once a person became a hegemon in the Hundred Kingdoms, the top ten geniuses would emerge from hiding and become dragons. The sect was high and mighty, and ruled the vast earth. Those who became sect disciples were all dragons and phoenixes among men.

Wan Wuji and the other eight Immortals couldn't help but size up Fan Wuji, Blind Yang, Qin Guang and the other top ten geniuses. This was because the level of genius of these people was no less than that of the middle level geniuses in the sect world. And it won't be long before these ten geniuses join their sects.

"Blind Yang and Jing Wuming successfully revived. This way, the top ten geniuses for this year's tournament have all been gathered together. I, on behalf of the Eight Sects, congratulate all of you on becoming sect disciples. " Wan Wuji's voice didn't sound very loud to others, but it spread to all directions, and everyone in the entire Free Fortress could clearly hear his words.

Wan Wuji slightly pondered, and said: "However, becoming a disciple of a sect is not your end goal. Geniuses and young girls, the strong walked on the mountains of corpses and on the seas of blood. The next top ten rankings would be the main event. I hope that all of you will give your all and fight for the title of number one genius. "

It had to be said that an old monster like Wan Wuji, who had lived for thousands of years, was very bewitching. The people present were all young people. They were all peerless geniuses from their own countries. They were all people that were proud to the bone. Therefore, under the instigation of Wan Wuji, these people secretly swore to themselves that they would seize the crown of the genius kings.

"In this year's Ranking Tournament, the round robin tournament is taking place. Everyone would have a fight with different opponents. This meant that everyone would have to go through nine battles to fight all their opponents. Every time he defeated an opponent, he gained a point, but if he lost, he didn't gain any points. The person with the highest score is the genius king, and the other ranks are ranked according to their score. " Wan Wuji's eyes swept across the ten geniuses as he explained.

"Alright. Geniuses, the blood in your bones must be boiling. Now, the ranking of the top ten has officially begun. Everyone is drawing lots to compete with each other. " Wan Wuji's voice was like the explosion of thunder. It gave off the feeling of the heavens and earth roaring.

The top ten rankings began, meaning that the start of the tournament had begun.

The ten geniuses present were more or less all a bit excited. However, there was only Fan Wuji. He was neither sad nor happy, and his heart was like a glacier that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years. Not a single ripple could be detected.

Fan Wuji had an 8-star talent, and since he had condensed his unrivalled power, his heart had become calmer and calmer, always maintaining his most calm and confident state. The reason why the invincible bloodline was able to form their own unrivalled power was because they had an invincible heart.

And Fan Wuji, as the new heir to the invincible bloodline, was naturally no exception. Someone like Fan Wuji, with his invincible heart, would naturally not be afraid or excited, because in his eyes, victory was his and he was the legend of invincibility.

Fan Wuji stood there, neither sad nor happy. As the wind blew, his robes billowed, his calmness was accompanied by self-confidence, and his bearing was that of a master.

At this moment, a young man wearing a bright red robe leaped into the air, landing on the stage face to face with Fan Wuji as if he were weightless.

Without a doubt, this red-robed youth exuded an aura that exuded. He was at the peak of the late Xiantian realm, just a step away from perfection. This was already the highest cultivation base under Qin Guang.

The youth looked at Fan Wuji with an indifferent expression. He opened his mouth and said, "The descendant of this generation is the son of the King of the Acropolis Kingdom. He is also the number one genius among the young generation of the Eighteen Eastern Kingdoms."

Looking at his introduction, Fan Wuji shook his head slightly, and said in a flat tone: "On the stage, the strong is respected, and the victor is great. I don't care what your status is, and how much glory and title you have. I just need to use the sword in my hand and throw you out of the arena. "

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