"Brother Long, what do you an by that?"
Wu Xiaoyu looked at Long Ao with confusion.
Lin Canghai’s expression changed slightly, and he said uncertainly, "Do you an the Ming Group deliberately ssed up the system to get Tang Xin killed?"
"That’s right."
Long Ao nodded, squinting as he analyzed, "For so many years, aside from the one ti my big brother could compete with the Ming Group’s contestants, it’s only Group Leader Tang who has the best chance to win. But in the end, my brother was still manipulated by the Ming Group and lost the competition. I think the Ming Group will definitely use the sa old trick this ti."
"Damn, that’s ruthless. If it weren’t for Tang Xin’s incredible strength, they would have already been killed by a hidden weapon."
Lin Canghai couldn’t help but curse.
"That’s exactly what I’m worried about. I’m afraid they’ll continue with their sches in the upcoming competitions."
Long Ao sighed with worry.
"Hey, stop eating already. We’re all worried about your safety, can’t you show so concern?"
Seeing Tang Ming busy eating, Wu Xiaoyu shouted at him irritably.
"Worrying won’t help with this kind of thing since the Dark Group has no authority in hosting the competition."
Tang Ming smirked dismissively and said calmly, "If they really want to play tricks, I’ll find a way to solve the problem."
"The issue is I’m worried there might be a problem you can’t solve, and then we’d be in deep trouble."
Long Ao frowned tightly as he looked at Tang Ming.
"If I succeed, it’s my luck; if not, it’s my fate. Besides, only challenging competitions stimulate my serious attitude, no need to worry."
Tang Ming remained indifferent.
"You’re... you’re really sothing else."
Wu Xiaoyu was speechless.
"Tang Xin, don’t say that. Your life is at stake here, so it’s best to take it seriously."
Lin Canghai quickly reminded, "Today’s competition seems to be about testing explosive power and a striking contest. I don’t know how they’ll play tricks."
"Explosive power primarily tests the contestants’ own qualities, it’s probably not easy to manipulate, but the striking contest is unpredictable."
Wu Xiaoyu analyzed earnestly.
"We only know the events, not the specific content, it’s really hard to guess."
Long Ao thought for a mont and said without doubt, "In any case, no matter what the next competition is, the three of us must perform before Group Leader Tang. Only this way can we give Group Leader Tang more ti and experience to judge how to avoid danger."
"No problem."
Lin Canghai and Wu Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly.
"Explosive power and resistance to striking?"
Tang Ming mumbled, then waved and shouted, "You guys continue to bring food. Only when I’m full can I have explosive power and the ability to resist striking."
The three of them thought that eating more might indeed replenish more energy for Tang Ming and imdiately sprang into action, frantically bringing Tang Ming food.
After breakfast, Qin Fang appeared, bringing the contestants to the venue for testing explosive power, which was a room for strength testing filled with various testing instrunts and tools.
"Wow, this so-called explosive power event isn’t just a strength test, is it?"
Lin Canghai couldn’t help but exclaim.
"That’s right, today’s first competition is to assess the explosive force of all contestants."
Qin Fang smiled and walked to a boxing tester, introducing the silver-white wall, "After the competition starts, each contestant puts on gloves and unleashes your strongest attack against the wall in turn, and the wall will display the force received on the instrunt.
Each contestant has three chances, and scores are calculated based on the highest value, with the strongest force earning the highest score, and the total score calculated using the previous scoring thod."
"Is it that simple?"
Long Ao looked around incredulously, feeling that after several rounds of competition, this seed to be the simplest one.
"Ahem, host, may I hesitantly ask. The cultivation level of us contestants is different; in this way, doesn’t it seem a bit unfair for those with a lower level to lose to those with a higher level?"
Lin Canghai looked at Qin Fang uncertainly.
"Sorry, contestants in the martial arts competition must be treated fairly. In these tests of personal qualities, there is no differentiation by level, otherwise, it would be unfair to those at higher levels."
Qin Fang smiled faintly and said with a smile, "Now that the martial arts competition has reached this point, the winner is almost decided, and those without enough strength naturally need to be self-aware."
"This competition is not simple at all."
Lin Canghai looked bitterly at Long Ao, feeling that having a Six-star Martial Master and a Seven-star Martial Master compete on the sa starting line was incredibly tough.
"If you put it that way, there’s nothing more I can say."
Long Ao nodded, realizing that this was a very obvious elimination match. Unless lower-level contestants had so special skills, there was no way to defeat the higher-level elite.
"Hahaha, Wan Yong, Tang Xin, let’s see who among you can beat this round."
At this mont, Zhao Tianba suddenly laughed wildly, excitedly beginning to stretch his muscles.
"Damn it, this guy is a Cross Training Martial Master, this competition is practically tailor-made for him."
Lin Canghai couldn’t help but complain.
Long Ao and the others looked grim as well. The Ming Group had set many events favorable to Zhao Tianba, and the current explosive power test, along with the previous quick enemy capturing, were too advantageous for a Cross Training Martial Master.
"Why panic? During the quick enemy capturing, didn’t this guy also lose?"
Seeing Lin Canghai and others looking upset, Tang Ming spoke leisurely, "Besides, this ti they didn’t say you can’t cultivate, so if you can cultivate, why worry about a Cross Training Martial Master as an Inner Martial Master?"
Hearing this, Long Ao and the others knew Tang Ming was confident, but they themselves didn’t have much confidence in beating Zhao Tianba in this round.
"Also, have you forgotten sothing?"
Seeing these individuals still looking dejected, Tang Ming asked speechlessly.
"Forgotten what?"
Lin Canghai looked at Tang Ming blankly.
"Have you forgotten the seven-day special training before the competition?"
Tang Ming rolled his eyes and said calmly, "Now close your eyes and recall the feeling of the Special Training Room."
The three of them looked at each other, then closed their eyes and began to recall the experience of the three-day training, and as a result...
"Ugh!"
Monts later, Lin Canghai and the others broke into a cold sweat and couldn’t help but start vomiting.
At the ti, in the midst of the crisis, there wasn’t much ti for reflection. Now thinking back on those seven days of training, it was simply hell on earth.
"Hey, what are you guys doing?"
Seeing Lin Canghai and the others showing such painful expressions, Fu Renjie asked in confusion.
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