Fantasy: Rebirth with system, it's reasonable that I'm invincible

Just as the people from Lingtai Prefecture arrived, three powerful auras appeared in the air. It was Jiangchuan Sword King Mo Bingyuan and the other two who had arrived.

The three of them sat in the same positions as yesterday, three pairs of eyes looking down. When they saw Ji Wuchang, they all paused for a moment.

"Sir, today we will have the second and third rounds of competition to select thirty candidates to join the academy!"

"Also, let me tell you that the fourth round of competition will take place tomorrow, and the top three will be chosen from the thirty selected candidates!"

Mo Bingyuan flew up and stood in mid-air, speaking calmly.

He didn't show any pressure at this moment, but no one at the scene dared to be presumptuous.

"To ensure fairness this time, we created eighty plaques last night, each numbered from one to eighty. Those who advanced yesterday, please step out and stand at the front!"

Mo Bingyuan smiled and spoke. As his words fell, figures flew out from the crowd and came to the location designated by Mo Bingyuan.

"The rules of the game are simple: number one versus number eighty, number two versus number seventy-nine, and so on!"

"It all depends on your luck what kind of opponent you can catch."

After Mo Bingyuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and wooden signs flew into the air, exactly eighty in number.

Everyone jumped up and grabbed the nearest sign.

Ji Wuchang opened the palm of his left hand, and the number two was written on it.

Ji Wuchang was stunned. It seemed that he would be the first to go on stage today.

He looked at the people around him: Cai Ping, No. 7, Li Gubei, No. 19, and Mo Feixue, No. 31!

Seeing Ji Wuchang No. 2’s sign, Mo Feixue breathed a sigh of relief. She thought her luck wouldn’t be that bad, and it seemed to be true!

"Alright, the four people who got numbers one, two, seventy-nine, and eightieth, please come up on stage and compete. The rest of you, please stand back and watch!"

When Mo Bingyuan's words were heard, everyone retreated.

"Brother Ji, please give him some face and don't be too harsh!"

Li Gubei spoke to Ji Wuchang, then left with a smile.

Ji Wuchang smiled slightly, then flew up and stood directly on the competition stage, throwing the wooden sign in his hand to Mo Bingyuan!

As soon as Ji Wuchang came on stage, the entire square became lively.

"Haha, I don't know which unlucky guy has such bad luck that he actually ran into this killer!"

"That's right! Originally, if we had fought well in this match and selected thirty out of forty people in the next match, our chances of entering Yunchuan Academy would have been very high. But now, there's no chance at all!"

"Someone is bound to run into Ji Wuchang, but this is a competition, unlike last night, he probably won't kill us!"

As soon as Ji Wuchang came on stage, the crowd immediately started talking, and many people showed expressions of gloating.

After last night's battle, Ji Wuchang became completely famous and was considered by everyone to be the strongest person of this young generation!

It just so happened that the person holding number 79 was from Lingtai Prefecture and his name was Qian Yibin.

In Lingtai Prefecture, the Jiang family is the strongest, followed by the Qian family.

There were a total of seven people from the Qian family this time. Three of them were eliminated yesterday, leaving four.

Qian Yibin's cultivation level was the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm. Looking at Ji Wuchang standing on the stage, his expression was rather grim.

He walked out of the crowd with a gloomy face, slowly walked up to the competition stage, and stood opposite Ji Wuchang.

Ji Wuchang's eyes were indifferent. No matter who it was, as long as they stepped onto the competition stage, they would be his enemy.

As his enemy, there is only one result, and that is to be swept off the competition stage by him.

When Li Gubei saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that Ji Wuchang was fighting with Ling Taizhou.

But for some reason, he felt great.

As the young master of Qingfeng Sect in Beta Province, Li Gubei must be aware of Lingtai Province's ambitions.

In the future, there will be a war between Lingtai Prefecture and Beta Prefecture, Boyun Prefecture, and Jiangchuan Prefecture.

Jiang Hao looked at Ji Wuchang on the stage calmly. His number was three!

Qian Yibin naturally would not admit defeat. He took out his sword, bent slightly, and tensed his whole body, like a cheetah ready to leap at any time.

Ji Wuchang looked at the opponent in front of him and thought about the assassination attempt on him yesterday. If his cultivation level was a little lower, he would probably have been killed.

When he thought of this, murderous intent flashed in his eyes and a long sword appeared.

This long sword is also a spiritual weapon, and was one of the weapons used by the group of people who wanted to kill Ji Wuchang last night.

Ji Wuchang took it out on purpose to anger his opponent. He wanted to use this long sword to chop his opponent off the stage.

Sure enough, when Qian Yibin saw the long sword in Ji Wuchang's hand, his pupils shrank slightly. He obviously recognized him.

"kill!"

The two men roared almost at the same time and rushed towards each other.

Qian Yibin raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it down one after another, slashing out sword beams. In just a moment, he slashed out thirteen swords!

This is the Qian family's top fighting skill, the Thirteen Waves Swords, each sword is stronger than the last.

This kind of sword move was originally supposed to be used later when the winner was decided, but Qian Yibin used it at the very beginning.

He was deeply afraid of Ji Wuchang, so he used his strongest skills right from the start.

The overwhelming sword light slashed towards Ji Wuchang, trying to completely submerge Ji Wuchang.

The sound of wind and thunder rang out, Ji Wuchang disappeared from the spot and came to Qian Yibin's head.

Qian Yibin's hair stood on end, and he raised the sword in his hand, ready to chop down.

"Heart-stepping step!"

"Silent Destruction Phantom Light Slash!"

Ji Wuchang looked indifferent. He took a step forward, and Qian Yibin's face instantly showed a painful expression.

The hand that was originally holding up the long sword began to tremble, and he could not hold the sword, and it fell from his hand.

A flash of sword light slashed down and directly hit Qian Yibin's chest.

A piece of armor appeared on Qian Yibin's chest, blocking Ji Wuchang's sword light.

But Qian Yibin was still knocked back more than ten steps by this sword.

Ji Wuchang frowned slightly. He knew very well that on the competition stage, Mo Bingyuan and the others would not allow him to kill Qian Yibin.

The sound of wind and thunder rang out. Without waiting for Qian Yibin to stand up straight, Ji Wuchang kicked Qian Yibin in the chest several times in a row, directly kicking him out.

Qian Yibin's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a look of dejection appeared in his eyes.

He was defeated and was barely even able to win a single round with the opponent.

This person was so fast, like a ghost, that there was no time to react.

When Qian Yibin looked at the photo stone last night, he didn't have any deep feelings.

Now that he was facing Ji Wuchang in person, he finally realized how terrifying Ji Wuchang was.

Jiang Hao is known as a rare genius in Lingtaizhou in hundreds of years. In Qian Yibin's opinion, he is not as good as Ji Wuchang.

Jiangchuan Dao Wang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Qian Yibin was only slightly injured. He was really afraid that Ji Wuchang would kill him directly.

"Ji Wu Chang Sheng!"

With the words of Jiangchuan Sword King Mo Bingyuan, the competition ended before many people could react.

Ji Wuchang clasped his fists towards Mo Bingyuan, then slowly left the competition stage!