Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

After spending a day in Mo Siwen's stone house, Wang Mu embarked on his journey to the competition. During the day he spent there, Wang Mu did not see Mo Siwen stop for even a second, as he was completely focused on refining and creating weapons.

Wang Mu couldn't help but admire Mo Siwen's perseverance in not sleeping or eating. He recalled what Mo Siwen had said about the master craftsman. At first, he thought Mo Siwen was just daydreaming, but now Wang Mu didn't think so anymore.

On the stage, a dignified middle-aged man dressed in silk spoke in a loud voice.

After exchanging a few words with Zhong Wanling and the others, Wang Mu entered the rest area alone, released his mental energy to sense his surroundings, and then murmured in surprise.

"There are actually people at the Nascent Soul Realm among the participants, and they're all under thirty years old. This is going to be difficult."

After observing for a while, two people caught Wang Mu's attention: a black-haired man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes sitting not far to his left, and a purple-haired woman carrying a huge iron sword directly behind him.

Both of them exuded an aura of roughly the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, but the black-haired man gave Wang Mu a faintly domineering feeling.

Presumably due to some special skill she had cultivated, the purple-haired woman's heavy sword behind her gave Wang Mu a feeling of unease.

An hour passed quickly, and the rest area gradually gathered more than a hundred people, making the competition extremely fierce.

"Please take out the light cards that were just distributed. There are a total of 155 people participating in this competition."

The cards are lit up, showing the match between players number 1 and 155, number 2 and 154, and so on. Player number 78 in the middle of the first round gets a bye. The winners advance to the second round. Now, players number 1 and 155, please proceed to the preparation area!

Upon hearing this, Wang Mu took out his light card and glanced at it. The number displayed on it was actually number 78, who had a bye in the first round. He was immediately overjoyed, as this would allow him to observe his opponent's strength in advance and conserve his own.

Just then, two figures slowly stood up and walked into the preparation area, one of whom was a black-clad man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

"Please both players enter the battle arena and prepare for battle!"

The man in black stepped onto the stage and clasped his hands in a fist salute to his opponent.

"Number One... Xiao Jintian, please give me your guidance."

Xiao Jintian's opponent was a younger man whose strength was only at the Golden Core stage, while Xiao Jintian's strength was far superior to his own.

He was so frightened that he could barely stand. Trembling, he returned Xiao Jintian's gesture of respect with a fist and palm salute before admitting defeat.

A chorus of sighs immediately rose up. The first battle they had been looking forward to for so long had ended before it even began, leaving Wang Mu somewhat disappointed.

I originally wanted to see how strong Xiao Jintian really was through this battle, but I didn't expect his opponent to be so cowardly and admit defeat right away.

"Number one wins the first match. Next, please number two and number one hundred and fifty-four enter the preparation area."

Next up on stage were two Nascent Soul Realm contestants, one at the eighth level and the other at the seventh level. Their strengths were evenly matched, and after a fierce battle, the Nascent Soul Eighth Level contestant won with a slight advantage.

"In the second match, number 154 won. Next, numbers 3 and 153, please enter the preparation area and get ready."

Finally, when number sixty-five came on stage, Wang Mu saw the purple-haired woman carrying a giant sword stand up and walk over.

"Number sixty-five... Yan Qingyue, nice to meet you."

Yan Qingyue's opponent was a young man at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. This young man was obviously very arrogant, and was probably a young master from a noble family. After bowing politely, he rushed towards Yan Qingyue.

Yan Qingyue stood there expressionless, without even taking out the giant sword she was carrying on her back. With her slender arms, she caught the man's fierce punch with her bare hands, and then slowly pushed him back.

To everyone's surprise, Yan Qingyue's push sent the man flying off the stage, eliminating him from the competition.

"In the sixty-fifth match, number sixty-five has won. Next, numbers sixty-six and eighty-nine, please enter the preparation area and get ready."

Yan Qingyue's expression did not change at all despite her victory; she walked indifferently off the stage.

The man who had been pushed off the stage by Yan Qingyue sat on the ground in a daze, staring intently at Yan Qingyue's back, his eyes filled with what seemed like shock.

"This Yan Qingyue looks thin and small, but I didn't expect her to have such superhuman strength. That giant sword must weigh over a thousand pounds. Yan Qingyue is no ordinary person."

After watching the match, Wang Mu couldn't help but sigh. Although his opponent hadn't admitted defeat, the battle was practically the same as admitting defeat. In this battle, Wang Mu hadn't seen Yan Qingyue's true strength at all.

About an hour later, the host finally made the announcement.

"The first round of the competition is over. The remaining seventy-eight people, please return to the rest area. Those who have been eliminated, please leave the venue. Next, the remaining brave ones will be given the light tokens for the next round of the competition. After a two-quarters-hour rest, the second round of the competition will officially begin."

After he finished speaking, beams of light fell from the sky and flew into everyone's hands, turning into light tokens.

"There are only 78 people left. If the competition mechanism is the same as the last round, then I will definitely have to fight a tough battle."

The opponents you encounter will be at least at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and if you're unlucky, you might even run into those few at the Divine Spirit Realm.

Wang Mu pondered it carefully in his heart.

After a short wait, the host's voice finally rang out.

"Please pick up your light cards. The mechanism for this round is the same as the last round: an elimination tournament. I don't need to go over the rules again, right? Now, please number one and number seventy-eight, enter the preparation area."

Looking down at the light card in his hand, he saw that the number three was clearly displayed on it. It seemed that he would have to go on stage to fight in the third round.

boom.

A figure crashed heavily to the ground. Thick smoke obscured the view inside, and the figure slowly emerged once the smoke cleared.

"What? The winner was that man? Didn't he just reveal a flaw? Could it be... that he did it on purpose?" Wang Mu was shocked. It seemed that those who participated in this competition were not simple characters.