Unfortunately, the opponent is too useless!

The originally scheduled real-world match will now be conducted by drawing lots.

As a result, Qin Yi and Han Wei skipped the draw and were assigned to be opponents.

On the high platform, Elder Han Donglin finally smiled and said, "Qin Yi, Han Wei, your duel will be placed in the last group. Any objections?"

Mu Wan said, "Is the Grand Elder worried about your grandson? Did he expend too much energy in the Overturning Heaven Formation? Does he want him to recover his strength?"

Han Donglin said, "Does Palace Master Mu really believe that Qin Yi hasn't expended any energy? Since this is an exceptional duel, shouldn't we let them both rest well and recover to their peak condition so they can better demonstrate their strength?"

Qin Yi said, "Elder, I really didn't expend any energy."

Han Donglin: "..."

Qin Yi then said, "Palace Master Mu, let's give Han Wei, this good-for-nothing, a rest. Otherwise, he'll have a bunch of excuses after losing. Only by defeating him at his peak can we truly convince him and make him submit!"

"Qin Yi, I'll make you pay!" Han Wei roared, his hair standing on end in fury.

He's really had enough today.

But no matter how loudly he shouted, it was no use. Qin Yi not only didn't want to talk to this good-for-nothing, but he didn't even look at him.

Han Wei's molars were almost crushed.

If Qin Yi is not suppressed today, it will be a disgrace for him for the rest of his life!

The next moment, Han Wei left the training ground, found a place to sit cross-legged and practice his internal energy to adjust his state.

He had made up his mind that when it was his turn to fight Qin Yi, he would suppress Qin Yi severely in the shortest amount of time!

Qin Yi also left the training ground and returned to Yun Meng'er's side.

Yun Meng'er took Qin Yi's arm and said, "Brother Qin, you must remember, this is not a life-or-death arena. You can't kill anyone. Hold back a little, or it will be very troublesome."

Qin Yi nodded and said, "Okay, I've got it."

Everyone fell silent again.

The conversation reached Han Wei's ears as he sat cross-legged, practicing his internal energy. Han Wei almost suffered a qi and blood imbalance and went into qi deviation...

The drawing of lots begins in the training ground.

One hundred and thirty people were drawn by lot.

There are a total of sixty-five sets of fortune slips.

Those who draw the same number become opponents.

The order of appearance is determined by the numbers drawn.

The drawing of lots was completed quickly.

The six people who drew number one, number two, and number three stayed on the training ground.

Three battles were fought simultaneously.

The power of the Overturning Heaven Array divided the huge training ground into three areas, ensuring that the three groups of people fighting would not affect others.

"I'm number twelve, and my opponent is a mid-grade Silver Core cultivator at the ninth level. It's a bit risky..." Feng Ao muttered.

Feng Linglong: "If you're confident, then fight. If you're not, then admit defeat when you're almost done for. Don't end up with yourself covered in injuries."

Feng Ao nodded and said, "Sister, I understand."

Qin Yi looked at Feng Linglong and asked, "When will Senior Sister Feng go on stage?"

Feng Linglong said, "The seventh draw means the opponent is only at the tenth level of the Core Formation Realm, so it's not difficult."

"Junior Brother Qin, you should be more careful. Although Han Wei's aptitude is not great, he is still the grandson of the Grand Elder. He has a low-grade Dao artifact-level sword, and the cultivation techniques and martial arts he practices are all of the Earth Rank."

Qin Yi smiled faintly and said, "He's just a piece of trash, no need to worry about him."

Han Wei, who was meditating and adjusting his state, trembled when he heard the word "waste".

Song Gui quickly placed a hand on Han Wei's shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Han, he did this on purpose to disturb your peace of mind."

"This proves that he wasn't confident he could defeat you fairly, so he resorted to this shameless scheme. Don't fall for it."

"Keep adjusting your stance. The best response is to use your knife to splatter blood across the training ground!"

Han Wei nodded, took a deep breath, and continued to adjust his state.

Meanwhile, the duel had already begun on the training ground.

In one of the three matches, the disparity in skill was so great that the winner was decided in just three moves.

The other two groups were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Fifteen minutes later, the winners and losers of these three groups of combatants were finally determined.

Next, the six people who drew the fourth, fifth, and sixth lot took the stage.

The onlookers cheered continuously.

Qin Yi, however, found the exchange utterly boring; this level of confrontation held no interest for him whatsoever.

A moment later, Feng Linglong, who drew number seven, made her appearance.

Qin Yi then perked up a bit.

But Feng Linglong simply swung her spear, sending her opponent flying backward. Once on the ground, her opponent decisively shouted, "I surrender!"

Almost as soon as he uttered the words of surrender, the tip of Feng Linglong's spear was already at the man's chest.

Feng Linglong sheathed her spear, leaped up, left the training ground, and returned to Qin Yi's side.

"Sister, you're amazing!" Feng Ao said with a smile.

Yun Meng'er also said, "Although Senior Sister Feng has only recently broken through to the first level of the Cave Heaven Realm, her control over the power of the Cave Heaven Realm is clearly already superb."

Feng Linglong laughed and said, "If you keep praising me like that, I'll get embarrassed."

Qin Yi said, "Even if Senior Sister Feng does not have the cultivation of the Cave Heaven Realm and has not evolved a top-grade wind spirit root, the Core Formation Realm tenth level martial artist who was just defeated by Senior Sister Feng is still no match for her."

"Senior Sister Feng's marksmanship is her real trump card."

Feng Linglong was somewhat surprised and said, "Junior Brother Qin also knows how to use a gun? Then after the selection battle, I'll have to find Junior Brother Qin to discuss how to handle a gun properly."

Qin Yi: "I don't understand marksmanship, but no matter what weapon it is, it is essentially used in conjunction with the strength and moves of a martial artist, so I can see some of the remarkable aspects of Senior Sister Feng's marksmanship."

Seeing Qin Yi's serious expression, Feng Linglong stopped joking with him.

Not long after, Feng Ao took to the field. After persisting for half an hour, Feng Ao decisively conceded defeat.

He's just here for the fun of it; if he can't win, he won't fight.

More than an hour later, Song Gui, who drew number sixty-one, made his appearance.

He stood tall and straight, holding a long sword; just by standing there, he exuded a terrifying aura.

All eyes were on Song Gui.

No one paid any attention to the two matches next to them.

Song Gui's opponent was only at the ninth level of the Core Formation Realm. Standing opposite Song Gui, this person was already trembling all over.

"I……"

They're already admitting defeat before the fight even starts.

"boom!"

Before the person could finish speaking and admit defeat,

A powerful force erupted from Song Gui, knocking his opponent over.

He flashed to his opponent's side, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Even if there is a huge difference in our strength, you shouldn't have given up without a fight. If you don't even have the courage to make a move, what right do you have to be called a martial artist?"

"I despise anyone who admits defeat!"

"This guy is such a show-off!" Feng Ao said through gritted teeth. He knew that Song Gui was deliberately mocking him!

After Song Gui won, he deliberately glanced at Feng Ao as he left the training ground.

Feng Ao was furious.

Another 45 minutes later.

In the training ground, the four people who drew lot number sixty-four and lot number sixty-five began to fight.

This time, there are only two groups!

Because Qin Yi's duel with Han Wei was scheduled for last, and since it was an exceptional designated battle, it naturally had to be treated differently. When their duel began, there would be no one else in the training ground.

After the two groups of fighters determined the winner.

Around the training ground, countless eyes turned fervent.

At this moment, Han Wei had adjusted his state. He finished meditating and stood up.

"Junior Brother Han, I've already prepared a celebration for you," Song Gui said with a smile.

"Go, Senior Brother Han! Suppress Qin Yi and teach him a lesson!"

"We support you!"

Han Wei nodded and said, "Within three moves, my blade will surely drink Qin Yi's blood. Watch closely!"

Amid cheers from the crowd, Han Wei leaped into the air and landed on the training ground.

Yun Meng'er released her grip on Qin Yi's arm without saying anything. The absolute confidence in her eyes as she looked at Qin Yi was enough.

Feng Linglong and Feng Ao nodded to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi remained calm as he flew into the martial arts arena.

On the high platform.

Han Donglin and his son Han Yue both looked expectant.

Hopefully, Han Wei can avenge his previous humiliation and break free from the shadow that shrouds his heart. In a way, he can also represent the Han family and make Mu Wan, the master of Tianxuan Palace, suffer a great deal!

As Mu Wan looked at Qin Yi, a blurry figure involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Once, she stood beside the training ground, watching her senior brother shine brightly on the field...

But suddenly, the figure that appeared in Mu Wan's mind began to shake violently... then it turned into two figures, which overlapped and became extremely blurry.

Finally... the figure became clear.

He was no longer the senior brother she once admired so much.

It was Qin Yi!

In the training ground, Han Wei unleashed a powerful aura, releasing the full power of his first-level Cave Heaven Realm cultivation.

"Whoosh!"

A low-grade Dao artifact-level longsword was drawn from its sheath.

The blade flashed brilliantly, exuding a powerful and domineering aura.

Han Wei raised his sword, the blade pointing directly at Qin Yi, and roared, "So what if you're a low-grade Golden Core cultivator? My blade is already thirsting for blood. Within three moves, I will make you scream in agony under my blade!"

Qin Yi's Dao Sword Tianjun was also drawn.

A flash of sword light.

A sharp, piercing aura swept out instantly.

He looked down at the Tianjun Dao Sword in his hand and said indifferently, "Sorry, I have to use you to deal with trash."

"However, you can rest assured."

"I won't let trash's blood taint you."

The longsword trembled slightly, emitting a clanging sound, as if in response to Qin Yi.

Han Wei, unable to contain himself any longer, roared, "Take this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and rushed towards Qin Yi. His blade flashed out, and a huge blade of light instantly condensed and slashed down fiercely!

Just as the enormous blade of light was about to strike Qin Yi.

Qin Yi did not even glance at the blade's edge.

He simply swept his sword up casually!

Thunder and lightning shook the heavens!

The sword intent of wind and thunder, amplified by the sword energy, was incredibly powerful. It directly shattered the blade light that was slashing down at him, and the residual force of the sword energy swept over Han Wei who was rushing towards him.

"what!"

Han Wei screamed as his chest was cleaved open. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, then crashed heavily off the training ground, his limbs twitching violently.

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.

No one could have predicted this outcome.

Han Wei, who was at the first level of the Cave Heaven Realm, was killed by Qin Yi with a single sword strike!

Qin Yi sheathed his sword.

He turned around, facing the platform, and cupped his hands in apology.

"I originally intended to present a spectacular showdown for all of you seniors."

"What can be done..."

"The opponent is utterly useless."