Complete Martial Arts Attributes

1515 Has He Been Possessed by the God of Misfortune? (1)

The revival round lasted for a day. Fifty martial warriors were chosen.

The fatty, Wade, was one of them. He was ranked first.

He defeated fifteen opponents, the most among all candidates.

This proved everyone’s guess: this fellow was promising.

“Wang Teng, that fatty pulled through.” The Second Prince chuckled softly when he saw the fatty who still had a slightly swollen face.

The fellow wasn’t weak, but he always pretended to be timid. It was quite funny.

“I hope he can keep on surviving. That way, we can meet again.” Wang Teng glanced at the rotund fighter. Others merely saw him like a weak-kneed fellow, but Wang Teng noticed the sharp glimmer in his eyes.

The fatty seemed to notice the latter’s gaze and shrunk his neck, making him look even more like a coward.

Wang Teng smiled and shook his head.

“Are you a devil? Did he provoke you?” Ji Haochen laughed.

Wang Teng coughed awkwardly and replied in a righteous tone, “Well, everyone experiences setbacks in life. Heaven must have sent me to train him.”

“The guy might cry if he hears what you just said.” Timothy smiled and shook his head.

“That only means that his mentality isn’t strong enough,” Wang Teng replied.

Everyone was speechless.

Not a strong mentality? Anyone will have a breakdown if they were slapped by your brick in front of so many people!

Wang Teng changed the topic, “The competition for the top 275 is happening tomorrow, and the chances of us meeting has increased. Let us worry about ourselves.”

Everyone turned grim when they heard this. They glanced at one another.

“We will meet if we’re fated to meet,” the Second Prince said.

“I hope a certain someone doesn’t meet me. If not, I’ll have him know how one’s dreams are shattered,” said the Third Prince, who had remained thus far.

Everyone turned to look at him. They knew who he was referring to.

Strachey smirked.

Jin Tiankuang looked at Wang Teng.

The Third Prince: …

Why do I feel frustrated?

Everyone: …

The next day, at 8 in the morning.

The first light of dawn seeped over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the planet. Without the warriors wreaking havoc in the ten forbidden zones, the surviving creatures stirred from their slumber, emerging from their hiding places and enjoying their freedom. Then, they started… breeding.

The audience started watching the competition again.

The matches for the top 275 started on time on the barren land, right in the middle of the ten forbidden zones.

Numerous spectators swarmed to the live chat platform; discussions flooded the place again.

The light sphere flickered and started matching the 550 candidates randomly.

The image paused.

The candidates for the first match appeared.

Sawyer vs Jiang Chenxi!

Everyone was shocked. Sawyer was a talent from the Rodriguez family, who also claimed one of the top ten spots in Zone 1. Jiang Chenxi was from the Jiang family, and ended in Zone 2’s fourth place.

That was a clash between two dukedom families!

Without a doubt, it would be an interesting battle.

Exciting!

Sawyer stood up and took to the skies.

Zone 2’s stone platform was to the left of Zone 1, but the distance was still quite far. A beautiful figure flew out from Zone 2’s platform and hovered in the air.

Wang Teng recognized her. She was among the Jiang family members who attended his baron banquet.

Back then—when he had a conflict with the Parkers—the Jiangs chose not to interfere, even purposely distancing themselves from the young hero. They probably felt he wasn’t a match for the powerful dukedom.

He couldn’t blame them. After all, the Jiang family wasn’t a charitable organization, and they had no prior dealings with him. Thus, they weren’t obliged to help him.

Of course, he neither liked nor hated them, either. He was just a bystander.

What is a bystander?

A person you would smile at on the streets but forget the moment you turned a corner. They would be forgotten.

Boom!

An explosion was heard.

Sawyer and Jiang Chenxi started fighting. They collided in midair and airwaves were swept out; a deep imprint was left on the ground.

“These two are really strong. Both their ultimas are at the ninth-level, very close to the tenth-level,” the Second Prince commented.

“Let’s see if they have any domains,” Xiahou Zun said calmly.

Sawyer was also in Zone 1’s top ten, but grasping a domain was a divider.

The difference between someone with a domain and someone without was massive.

Xiahou Zun’s words seemed to have lifted a veil.

Many people blinked.

Timothy shook his head and said as he watched the battle, “There’s a high chance of Sawyer having grasped a domain. However, I’m not sure about Jiang Chenxi.”

“No one’s going to be willing to use their domains right now. Domains are a warrior’s trump card,” the Second Prince said.

“That’s right. This is just the top 275. It’s too early to reveal trump cards.” Ji Haochen smiled.

The ongoing battle reached an end while they spoke.

Sawyer didn’t use a domain, so no one knew if he had grasped one or not. However, just as he pushed his last palm attack—an immense Strength Ultima was hidden within. A giant palm appeared in the sky, with green constellation wind Force churning around it. A strong gale was formed and raided over the sky.