Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 119 Suggestions
As the number of participants gradually decreased, the new students who remained in the training ground were all geniuses selected from among hundreds. However, since it was a chaotic battle, it was inevitable that there would be some weaklings who were just taking advantage of the situation.

However, it cannot be denied that those who can still stand in the arena at this time are not lacking in combat wisdom, that is to say, they are very smart.

Although intelligent people are far less noticed and valued than geniuses, sometimes intelligent people go further than some dull geniuses.

"Move aside, this spot is mine."

With angry roars and reprimands, the battle broke out in an instant.

For those who truly have the ability to compete for seats, at this point, there is no need to hide their strength or conserve their fighting power.

They had a basic understanding of their own strength and a certain range and target for their seating arrangements, so the conflict quickly broke out.

"come on!"

The audience stood up and erupted in cheers like a tsunami.

The cheers of 100,000 people made everyone's blood boil.

In an instant, hundreds of demon spirits possessed the bodies of the people, a truly breathtaking sight. At the same time, various talents and skills were unleashed, creating a dazzling and spectacular scene.

"Alright, let's begin. As per the pre-competition arrangements, each mentor's assigned seat should remain as is."

On the platform, Bu Zheng spoke solemnly.

"Yes, Dean Bu, don't worry."

The instructors nodded, some adjusting their posture, while others stood up, supporting themselves with their hands on the ground, their bodies shimmering with a faint glow.

Some even directly entered the demon transformation state, but without exception, the mentors' originally leisurely attitude began to become serious.

Although the freshmen are generally not very strong, even if they are martial artists, as long as they do not use weapons and their punches and kicks are not aimed at vital parts such as the head and heart, they will basically not have any accidents. At most, they will only get injured.

However, for a demon spirit master, the sharp claws of a demon spirit after possession are enough to easily tear a person's chest apart, not to mention the unique talent skills of demon spirits that have strong destructive power.

The stage is less than 100 meters from the 100 seats. The instructors in charge of this task have remote control capabilities, and they will take immediate action if the freshmen encounter life-threatening situations during the fierce battle.

Amid cheers, the fight lasted only three minutes, and the number of people in the arena was reduced by a third, to less than two hundred.

Some of the 100 eliminated contestants were carried off the field, while others collapsed on the ground, struggling in agony. Severed limbs were not uncommon, making the scene somewhat bloody.

However, the bloody scene did not dampen the enthusiasm of the audience; on the contrary, it made them even more excited, with cheers rising like waves.

"Aren't you going to take action yet?"

Many viewers kept an eye on Lin Feng and the others, but no matter how fierce the competition for seats was, the four of them remained standing in place and did not make a move.

Not only Lin Feng, but also Ye Ming, Deng Cheng and Bai Ji, who are recognized as the best among the freshmen and are qualified to compete for the first throne, did not make a move.

At this point, one-third of the one hundred seats had been occupied, and almost all of them were seats ranked towards the back.

The further back you sit, the fiercer the competition becomes.

The top ten seats offer significantly higher rewards and benefits than the subsequent rankings, but at this point, apart from seats eight through ten, no one is vying for the rest.

"This is going to be interesting. I wonder who will sit on the first throne?"

"The first throne naturally belongs to my King Kai. Haven't you seen King Kai's videos? Among the freshmen, who can match King Kai's strength?"

"That's just your opinion. I bet it's Bai Ji. That guy has eliminated over a hundred people all by himself. Poison Beast Masters are all monsters, but that guy is a monster among monsters!"

The audience looked on with anticipation and discussed among themselves.

Undoubtedly, what everyone is most concerned about is who will inherit the first throne.

There is only one throne, and people will only remember the name of the first place winner.

Although everyone coveted the first throne, no one wanted to be the first to act and then have someone else take advantage of it.

No one has the absolute confidence to surpass their peers, not even Bai Ji, who eliminated hundreds of people on his own.

He was dressed in a white robe, his limbs hidden within, his face deathly pale, devoid of any color. His thin frame made him appear frail, yet no one dared approach him, as if avoiding a venomous snake.

No one wanted to be the first to stick their neck out, so they all remained inactive.

However, this stalemate was broken when seats number nine and ten were taken. And seat number eight is also nearing its conclusion.

"Brother Deng, we can't delay any longer."

In Dengcheng's team, a boy couldn't help but say something.

Sitting in a chair doesn't mean you can rest easy; you may still face challenges from others.

If you're not strong enough or your physical strength is severely depleted, sitting on it too early might not be a good thing.

However, there are also advantages.

There's a package on the seat containing two pills. The first person to sit on the seat can quickly recover their qi and blood and soul power, which is a huge advantage.

At this point, being able to stand in the arena proves one's strength and indicates a possibility of success.

With the Throne Challenge nearing its end, if they don't act now, and most of the seats are occupied, their owners will quickly recover their fighting strength with elixirs. In this shift in power, they might not be able to defeat their opponents.

"It's too late, almost half of the seats are already taken."

Another boy in sportswear looked around, his eyes flickering slightly. When he saw that nearly half of the seats were occupied, he was clearly a little anxious.

He glanced at Deng Cheng, who made no comment, then stomped on the ground and charged toward seat number 64. During this process, his body was gradually undergoing a transformation.

As soon as the boy left, those who had been hesitant immediately made up their minds, no longer considering their captain or team, and rushed toward the seats they desired.

"Zhang Xin".

Deng Cheng glanced at the departing boy, silently murmuring his name in his heart, but said nothing.

Although he was the team leader, at this stage, his strength wasn't much greater than his opponent's. A large part of the reason he became the team leader was because his uncle was the vice principal of Hongyun School. In addition, he was generous and deliberately befriended some freshmen, who were then tempted by his generosity.

At this point, he did not yet have the absolute authority to command the team members' obedience, as this concerned the competition for seats.

"This can't go on. Zhang Xin is gone. Now there are seven people in the team, including myself. Although we have the advantage in numbers, if this drags on, we'll lose that advantage soon!" Deng Cheng thought to himself.

Zhang Xin wasn't the first to leave. His team originally had 15 members, but half of them left to compete for seats. Zhang Xin's departure now is more than enough, and there's nothing to complain about.

A team with seven people is not a small number; apart from Ye Ming's eight-person team, he has the most.

Of the seven-person team, only two people besides him truly have the ability to compete for seats. If this drags on any longer, I'm afraid even these two will lose their patience.

As for the remaining four, two of them were weaker and knew that their chances of winning a seat were slim. He promised them some conditions and then helped them ascend to the first throne.

The remaining two are members of his family, so there's no need to worry about them.

"I said, although it's still early, it's not good for everyone to remain silent like this. How about we discuss it?"

Deng Cheng stepped forward and broke the silence first.

"How to discuss?"

Ye Ming also stepped forward and asked with a smile. Although he had an absolute advantage in numbers, like Deng Cheng, the longer the situation dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

"Deng Cheng, you don't want us to give up, do you? If you have that thought, I advise you not to say it!"

A handsome young man dressed in purple shook his head.

If it weren't for her Adam's apple, people would believe she was a woman. Her fair skin and delicate features are undeniably beautiful.

The boy's name was Bai Xiaoyun. He was only at the ninth level of body cultivation and had not yet broken through to become a martial artist. However, he had inherited his family's bloodline talent. Although no one had ever seen him make a move and did not know what kind of ability his bloodline talent was, no one dared to underestimate him.

Because every genius with a special bloodline talent has the right to challenge those of higher levels.

Yun Kai's ancestral demon transformation is actually a kind of bloodline talent, only that the ancestral demon transformation is more advanced.

"Those who haven't made a move yet are probably all interested in the top seven spots. I propose that everyone state their desired seats first, and if there's any dispute, what price are they willing to pay?"

Deng Cheng suggested, but no one responded. Everyone's expressions were different. Seeing this, Deng Cheng smiled and appeared very refined: "No one is choosing? How about we eliminate the strongest person first?"

The strongest person?
At this point, for some reason, Ye Ming and the others unconsciously glanced at Lin Feng and Yun Kai.

(End of this chapter)