Mythical Cultivation

At that moment, a man suddenly stepped out from the crowd. It was Li Fei. He softly spoke to Wu Ming, offering comfort, "Wu Ming, don't be discouraged. Your performance in this competition was already outstanding."

Then, Wang Xiaohu, who was standing next to Li Fei, quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, Brother Ming! You are very strong. You know, in that fight just now, you were just a little bit away from winning."

At the same time, Zhao Xiaohai also walked forward quickly and praised Wu Ming sincerely, "Wu Ming, I have to admit, you are still more powerful! Even a powerful figure like Zhao Wuji almost fell into your hands. To be honest, I can't even imagine such a scene!"

Faced with the flood of comforting words from several people, they originally thought that Wu Mingding would fall into deep depression and loss after losing the competition.

But in fact, at this moment, Wu Ming's face did not show the slightest sign of discouragement. Instead, his eyes were firm and bright, as if a new power was silently brewing in his heart.

Wu Ming listened quietly to everyone's concerned words, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. His lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He said softly, "Thank you all for your concern. To be honest, I'm not as fragile as you think! Just being able to successfully make it into the top 100 is enough for me."

As for the subsequent competition, I just want to take this opportunity to see how big the gap is between myself and the other brothers. Winning or losing is not important. "

After hearing this, the friends looked at Wu Ming's expression carefully. Seeing that he looked calm and without any falsehood, they breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Li Fei couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my, it has to be you, Wu Ming. You are so open-minded and cheerful. I am really ashamed of myself!"

Zhao Xiaohai then stepped forward and chimed in with a smile, "Hahaha, that's right! Wu Ming, your idea coincides with mine. You truly are my good brother!"

However, Mei Lingshuang, who stood aside in silence, did not speak a word, but from her eyes that revealed a hint of envy, others could still clearly perceive her true inner thoughts - "He is always so free and easy, and does what he wants. In comparison, it is difficult for me to be like him no matter what..." Mei Lingshuang thought to herself, and her eyes involuntarily fell on Wu Ming again.

Before long, the five exciting and gripping rounds of competition finally concluded successfully. The martial arts arena was bustling with activity, with people gathering in groups of three or five, excitedly discussing which masters had made it into the top fifty of the competition and anticipating the upcoming subsequent rounds.

Meanwhile, Wu Ming and his friends were enthusiastically discussing the performance of their new batch of disciples. Everyone was deeply concerned about how many of them would stand out in this fierce competition, making it into the top 100 or even the top 50.

Wang Xiaohu was seen counting the number of people intently, recounting every detail he had. "After my thorough investigation, I've found that only fourteen of our disciples have made it into the top 100! Besides the exceptionally talented Brother Ming, Brother Hao, and Sister Shuang, there are also a few noteworthy dark horse contenders like Dongfang Haoyu, Liu Qingyun, and Duanmu Rong. As for the rest, there are only about three or four left. The remaining eighty-six spots have all been taken by our seniors from the previous session."

After listening to Wang Xiaohu's report, Wu Ming nodded slightly in agreement, then slowly spoke, "Fourteen people? That's not a lot. But after all, the brothers and sisters who entered last year have been practicing for nearly twenty years. In terms of profound skills, we naturally can't compare with them. So it's reasonable that we are slightly inferior at the moment."

"What Wu Ming said is absolutely right. You should know that we were all carefully selected by the sect from the tens of thousands of people in the entire Qingjiang County. Each of us is extremely talented. How could we be easily surpassed by others?" After hearing this, Zhao Xiaohai nodded in agreement, expressing his support for Wu Ming's point of view.

At this moment, in the originally spacious and open square, people were engaging in a heated and enthusiastic discussion around this topic. It was a bustling and lively scene.

However, in this noisy and lively moment, a deep, powerful and extremely majestic voice suddenly came from the high platform, like a huge bell, instantly suppressing the voices of everyone present.

Everyone looked up at the sound and saw that Deacon Wang Cheng, who had been sitting as steady as a rock on the podium, had stood up and announced loudly to the audience below, "Everyone, we are about to enter the crucial stage of this assessment - the ranking battle! I ask all disciples to make full preparations in advance."

When he saw that all the disciples below had stopped talking and all turned their gazes towards him, Deacon Wang Cheng nodded slightly and continued:

"Now, I will explain the rules and specific arrangements of this ranking competition in detail. First, the one hundred disciples participating in this ranking competition will be divided into a winners group and a losers group, with fifty people in each group. Then, you will compete on five different stages.

However, it should be noted that the format of this competition has changed compared to the previous ones. In the previous competitions, a one-on-one battle mode was adopted;

However, this time, the qualifying rounds have been transformed into more exciting and challenging ring defense battles. Each ring will have a champion, and the remaining contestants will take turns challenging the champion. Ultimately, the number of times each champion successfully defends their ring will be used as the judging criterion. The more matches a champion wins, the higher their ranking in this qualifying round.

However, it's important to note that each disciple can only challenge another once. If defeated, they can still challenge other champions. However, after each intense bout, the contestants will be given a precious break of tea to relieve the physical and mental fatigue caused by continuous fighting.

Just as Deacon Wang Cheng finished speaking, five confident disciples from the winners' group and the losers' group strode onto the stage, becoming the champions and waiting for the challenges from the others.