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August 31, 2024

 Chapter 2339 (August 31, 2024)

Time passed by little by little, and the game is still going on.

Unknowingly, half a day has passed.

The ring is patched up and witnessed fierce battles again and again.

Finally, the top sixteen places are officially released.

For those who are at the top of the Tianjiao Genius List, such as Tyler Juding, Abigail and Han Feiyang, as long as they don’t meet each other, there will be no suspense in the game, and they will directly crush their opponents.

Especially Tyler Juding’s opponent, he didn’t even fight and chose to admit defeat directly.

As we all know, sword cultivators have great lethality. Tyler Juding at the top of the Tianjiao Genius list is now an ultimate grandmaster.

A casual sword can kill ordinary grandmasters.

If they don’t admit defeat, there is a high probability that their life will be in danger.

Players like this who draw Tyler Juding can only admit that they are unlucky.

In the ring competition, sometimes luck is more important than strength.

Of course, in addition to Tyler Juding, Abigail and Han Feiyang, there are two more people on the Tianjiao Genius list who have also entered the top sixteen.

Kuang Lang, who ranks eighth, and Lin Yuan, who ranks tenth.

Kuang Lang is good at swordsmanship, and he can finish the battle with three simple moves after he comes on the stage.

Lin Yuan, on the other hand, is good at various magic techniques and can easily defeat his opponent.

Including Dustin himself, among the top 16 players, six places are occupied by masters on the Tianjiao Genius list.

If Tang Xin had not unexpectedly lost to Zhang Yiqing, it would have been 7.

As for the remaining ten players, they are either from big sects or have been famous for a long time, and there are also many amazing talents among them.

Among them, the more eye-catching ones are Father Adam from the West and Black Kong George Bross.

After the top 16 were decided, it was the halftime break.

The major sects took this opportunity to recruit talents.

In particular, Dustin, who performed well received a warm invitation from the three giants.

Dustin neither agreed nor refused, but played safe.

He now has connections with the three major sects, and it is not appropriate to refuse anyone.

Fortunately, he pretended that nothing had happened and ran away after the talks.

As for what happened next, he was too lazy to care.

After a short break, it was soon time to draw lots.

The top eight will be decided today, so there is still one round of matches to be played.

The round of 16 to 8 is often more intense and bloodier.

"Now, please invite the top 16 contestants to come on stage to draw lots!"

Under Zhang Qizhen's shout, the contestants who had just won came to the stage one after another.

The rules of the draw are the same as before, random draw, first and last match, No. 1 vs. No. 16, No. 2 vs. No. 15, No. 3 vs. No. 14, and so forth.

Coincidentally, Dustin drew No. 8 again this time, and his opponent will be the one who drew No. 9.

In this draw, everyone was very secretive and did not show the number ball they drew.

After all, none of the opponents in the round of 16 are weak.

If the number is exposed in advance, it is easy to be targeted.

On the contrary, if the identity of the opponent is known, the situation will be completely different, because a battle plan can be formulated in advance to maximize the chance of winning.

So after the draw, all forces began to secretly inquire and prepare for their own players.

As for what they can find out, it depends on their own abilities.

"The draw is over, please get ready as soon as possible, the game is about to begin!"

After the draw was completed, Zhang Qizheng immediately reminded.

The break time is less than an incense stick of time.

"Brother Feiyang, what number did you draw?" Xiao Qiang asked Han Feiyang as soon as he returned to his seat.

"Unfortunately, I drew number 1." Han Feiyang smiled faintly.

"Number 1? That means you’ll start with the first match." Xiao Qiang raised her eyebrows slightly and lowered her voice, saying, "I'll ask someone to find out who your opponent is right away."

"No need to bother, it doesn't matter who it is." Han Feiyang shook his head, "Taking shortcuts is just a side job. To win, you still have to rely on your own strength, otherwise all preparations are in vain."

With his confidence, he didn't care about the identity of his opponent at all. Even if he was against Tyler Juding, he would still fight.

Because his goal is to be the champion. And to win the championship, he must defeat all strong enemies.

"That's true." Xiao Qiang nodded, and then turned to Dustin:

"Doctor Rhys, what about you?"

"I'm number 8, the same as before." Dustin said truthfully.

"What I mean is, do you want me to help you find out who your opponent is?" Xiao Qiang said.

"That's not necessary, just leave it to fate." Dustin smiled faintly.

"Okay, with your strength, as long as you don't meet the strong ones on the Tianjiao Genius list, it shouldn't be a problem to squeeze into the top eight." Xiao Qiang nodded.

She saw all the scenes of Dustin killing the blood clan before, and naturally knew his strength.

As long as luck is not too bad, it should be a sure thing to make it to the top eight.

As for the following round, it is really up to fate.

An incense stick of time passed quickly, and Zhang Qizhen's voice rang out again: "Time is up, the first game is about to begin, now, please invite contestants No. 1 and No. 16 to play!"

As soon as the voice fell, Han Feiyang did not hesitate, but stood up and walked to the ring.

After a few seconds, a man in white clothes carrying a long sword on his back stood up slowly from the preparation seat, and then walked onto the ring step by step.

The man in white had a cold face and a fierce aura.

The whole person was like a sword drawn from its sheath, with its sharp edge exposed.


This person was none other than the chief disciple of the Mysterious Sword Sect, Wang Hao! 

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