章 385: Tournament - 385
3 more days passed before the first round finally concluded. The 10,000 participants were reduced to 5,000. The same format occurred once again.
Lu Wei's number was 4593. Once his time came, his opponent admitted defeat again. The second round lasted a week.
The third round followed the same format, but with 2,500 people. Lu Wei's opponent immediately gave up.
1,250 people remained.
"The final elimination round will soon begin." The host said as tokens flew into the air. Lu Wei received token number 600.
As he stepped onto the stage, his opponent did not give up this time.
"You must be from the blue flower sect. I am a core formation cultivator from the lower sky sect. Let's fight." The opponent said before charging out.
Clouds wrapped around Lu Wei's opponent, and Lu Wei punched out with a fist. Light shone and a fist made of light Qi shot out, piercing through the clouds and knocking his opponent off of the stage.
Lu Wei had a light Qi affinity, as well as a metal Qi affinity and a water affinity.
As the final elimination round concluded, there were 625 participants left. Tokens flew up again, but the numbers on them ranged from 1 - 25.
The ground shook and 25 square arena's came from underground, while the original arena went underground.
Lu Wei had gotten the number 1 and went to the arena with a 1 inscribed on it. In his arena were 24 other people, and one of them was in the nascent soul realm.
It was clear that the other nascent soul realm cultivator was a physical fighter by the way his muscles moved around even as he stood still. He eyed Lu Wei as if he was going to demolish him in the next second.
Lu Wei felt a little intimidated, but he did not show it. He put his hands into one of his pockets and prepared to create the dice. He did not want anyone to see it, but he felt he would need to use it to win.
Unfortunately, he could not control what number the dice landed on. It would be a matter of luck.
This round was a free for all round within the 25 arenas. The last person standing in each arena would move on.
As the bell rang, signaling the start of the round, the other nascent soul realm cultivator turned his gaze away from Lu Wei and looked at the other cultivators.
"We will fight after I clean up the trash." He said as he moved so fast that the other competitors could not even react.
Only a single core formation cultivator managed to take a single strike, but the second one knocked him out.
In less than a minute, Lu Wei and the other nascent soul realm cultivator were the only ones in the arena.
Lu Wei nervously gulped as he looked at the opponent. Even he had barely been able to see the man when he moved earlier.
After briefly staring at Lu Wei, the man's figure blurred as it shot towards Lu Wei.
Without hesitation, Lu Wei rolled the dice in his pocket while moving away. The dice rolled, but the physical fighter did not waste time.
Lu Wei only stalled for 2 seconds before the fist was in front of his face. Suddenly, a clear barrier appeared over his body.
When the man's fist hit the barrier, it instantly broke. Lu Wei watched in surprise as the man's bones became clearly visible.
Despite being a physical fighter, the man was still considered young. His body shook as he suffered the pain of the injury and crouched down.
"To think it could be used like this." The old man laughed hysterically.
Even Zhou Fan chuckled a little. A lot of things could be said about Lu Wei but none could deny that he was naturally funny.
Lu Wei quickly attacked his opponent and kicked him off of the stage.
Lu Wei's win was definitely the weirdest and least understandable win, but he won in the end. He was the only nascent soul realm cultivator that had encountered another nascent soul realm cultivator.
Before long, 25 people stood on the ground.
"Before the next round starts, I would like everyone here to admire these 25 youths. On this side of the world, they are the greatest of their age." The host said as people cheered.
"Now, the next round. Everyone come onto the stage and pick a slip." He said as he pulled a box out from his spatial ring.
All of the remaining contestants did as he said. Lu Wei received a red slip.
"12 colors on 24 slips have been drawn. Whoever got the white slip gets a free pass to the final round." The host said. "Remember, luck is a part of your strength as well."
A nascent soul realm cultivator stepped off to the side and stood. He had gotten the white slip.
Lu Wei's opponent was a core formation realm cultivator. Although there was a slight struggle, he had won without using his dice.
13 cultivators were left, an uneven number.
10 tokens numbered 1 - 10 flew into the air and landed in 10 of the 13 participants' hands. Lu Wei did not receive one.
"Those who got the tokens, as of now, are the top ten. Any of the other 3 can freely challenge the top 10 to receive that spot. In addition, anyone who participated in the competition but got eliminated can come down and fight for a place." The host explained.
The old man shook his head. "Just moments ago, he was talking about luck being a part of cultivation. Now look at him."
Lu Wei looked at his opponents, but decided to wait until he was clear of their strength before challenging them. 10 cultivators who had participated earlier came down. One of them, Lu Wei's defeated opponent, managed to grab the number 7 spot. Of the 3 that did not receive a token, one of them took the 5th spot.
At this point, Lu Wei was the only nascent soul realm cultivator without a top 10 token.
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