Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Meanwhile, at the peak of Autumn Mountain.
The crowd of rogue cultivations stared nervously at the Martial Mirror, while discussing among themselves.
“Look, Huang Que has surpassed Wei Hao. The amount of Qi he absorbed is greater than Wei Hao’s!”
“Oh shit, damn it. Huang Que has been surpassed!”
“HAHAHA, I just bet a total of thirty thousand Xiantian Pills on Wei Hao. Those are all my possessions!”
……
Everyone including the rogue cultivations and the elders of the top four sects had their gazes fixed upon Huang Que and Wei Hao at this moment.
It seemed like the third round was specifically designed for these two.
Not only was Qin Nan being ignored by the participants, the crowd had also forgotten his presence.
Meanwhile, on the third-layer of the Martial Serendipity Pavilion, Qin Nan—who had remained quiet for the whole period—exhaled deeply, before he started to approach the last futon inside the cave slowly with a calm expression.
His sudden movement immediately caught Wei Hao and Huang Que’s attention, who both slowed down their cultivation pace.
“HAHAHA.” Huang Que was first to burst out laughing, as he began to mock him, “Qin Nan, what’s wrong? Are you trying to join the competition? Maybe you should take a rest, as your eighth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit won’t even stand a chance. You won’t even absorb any Qi inside this cave!”
Wei Hao said with a smirk, too, “Huang Que, what’s wrong with you? Everyone can participate in the trial, including Qin Nan! However, just a piece of advice, with the presence of our two tenth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirits, your eighth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirit would be suppressed!”
After saying this, Wei Hao and Huang Que exchanged glances with one another, before they both commanded their Martial Spirit to apply pressure onto Qin Nan.
At that instant, upon receiving the pressure from two tenth-grade Huang ranked Martial Spirits, Qin Nan’s footsteps came to a halt and he could not proceed any further.
As the examiner of the third round, the old lady glanced at Qin N
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