The First Killer: Concubine Against the Sky Sick Concubine

Chapter 156 Watching the Four Division Tournament (7)

With the sound of "Dang--", a clear and loud chime sounded in the huge square, and suddenly all the people were solemn, and the venue was completely quiet.

Yun Qingguo's annual grand gathering of the strong, the Four Division Tournament has officially begun!
In the competition field, on more than 200 bluestone platforms, more than 200 contestants sit on them like old monks, sitting on them as steadily as Mount Tai, with martial qi of different colors and strengths bursting out from everyone's body out.

Immediately, the temperature in the arena rose sharply, and a sense of oppression enveloped the entire arena. Some people with insufficient concentration or strength had already been oppressed to the point of panting.

But fortunately, all the people who entered the field have passed the identity test, and their strength is good, so they can resist the feeling of oppression.

On the rostrum, a huge hourglass was falling drop by drop, urging the players in the field to sink the bluestone platform as soon as possible like a talisman.

Time was passing by little by little, and none of the players in the field had sunk the bluestone platform yet.

"Uh, for an average player, how long would it take to sink the Qingshi platform?" Xia Xiang suddenly turned his head and asked the masked man.

"Everyone's strength is different, some use it for a long time, and some use it for a short time. After all, they are all young people, and their strength is far from comparable to those of the masters. Therefore, if you want to sink the Qingshitai, It will take them longer. But judging from previous years’ competitions, among a group of more than 200 contestants, only a few dozen can manage to sink the bluestone platform before the hourglass drops.” The masked man laughed. .

"Ah, isn't the competition too cruel in this kind of competition? Are the bluestone platforms on which the contestants sit, made of the same materials as those on which the masters sit?" Xia Xiang asked again.

"Of course it's different. The materials and structures of the bluestone platforms used by the contestants are much simpler than those of the masters. If they were all the same, there might be more than 2000 people, and none of them would be able to sink those bluestone platforms?" The man said.

"Oh, so it is like this." Xia Xiang smiled, and then turned his eyes to the competition field.

At this time, due to the progress of the competition, many people in the auditorium have already started whispering, and the blue stone platform where the contestants are seated is gradually falling under the pressure of the martial soul power in the contestants.

Soon, some stronger contestants sank slowly with the bluestone platform under their seats, and the blue light surrounding them was also slowly disappearing.On the other hand, for those contestants who were weaker, because the bluestone platform sank very slowly, the blue light surrounding them was still strong.

This kind of competition, which needs to use the strength of the martial soul and martial energy in the body to sink the Qingshi platform, not only tests a person's strength, but also tests a person's will and endurance.At this time, one can tell at a glance who is strong and who is weak. After all, it is impossible for those who lack strength and stamina to sink the bluestone platform under them in a short period of time.

"Di—" As there were fewer and fewer hourglasses in the funnel, the atmosphere in the test room seemed more dull, and the eyes of many spectators were firmly locked on those contestants.

With a sound of "噗——", among the more than 200 bluestone platforms, one of the cyan rays of light has completely disappeared, and a figure flying out of it with a crystal card in hand is flying towards the left side of the rostrum at the speed of the wind.

(End of this chapter)