Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

Zhao Lin never expected that Mo Hong wasn't eliminated early, but rather returned early because he had advanced.

For a moment, Zhao Lin felt a little embarrassed.

What he just said was a veiled implication that Mo Hong was inferior to him, and that now that he had been eliminated, Mo Hong should also be eliminated as well.

"Sect Master Yang, I still have some things to take care of at school, so I'll head back now."

Soon after, Zhao Lin found a way to escape.

He had already been eliminated, and there was nothing left for him to do sitting here. On the contrary, his previous words had put him in a rather awkward position.

Yang Mao nodded; to him, Zhao Lin staying here was pointless.

After receiving the reply, Zhao Lin vanished in a flash.

At this moment, there are only two people in the room.

"Mo Hong, you should keep a close eye on the other three. Be prepared for whoever you run into tomorrow."

Yang Mao reminded him.

Mo Hong replied, his gaze fixed on the other three arenas.

The matches on arenas number one and four have already concluded, with Wang Mu and Meng Ran advancing to the next round respectively.

Only two people remained in arena number two, engaged in a fierce battle.

Not long after, Zhao Xinrou became the contestant who advanced to the second arena.

Seeing this, Mo Hong felt a chill run down his spine.

"My intuition was right; these three are my biggest threat."

Mo Hong's gaze turned slightly serious as he thought to himself.

From the very first round, Mo Hong had already been wary of them.

Unexpectedly, all three of them advanced to the next round after the second round!

"Although it's tough, I might be able to defeat anyone I encounter."

Mo Hong's mind raced, and his resolve hardened once more.

Mo Hong himself is no pushover either, and he has some trump cards up his sleeve that he hasn't revealed yet.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the screen. It was Hu Guanghe, the former branch master of the Star Soul Martial Hall in Seven Star City.

Thinking about this person's position, Mo Hong's mind started to wander again.

Mo Hong only recently understood the position in the Martial Hall.

For example, the positions, from highest to lowest, are: ordinary member, outer hall steward, outer hall master, and outer hall pavilion master. All branch halls belong to the outer hall.

The inner hall is the true headquarters of the Star Soul Martial Hall.

As for higher positions, Mo Hong had no idea.

Suddenly, Hu Guanghe slowly spoke up, "After two rounds of this genius ranking battle, the four strongest individuals have been selected."

“Each of them fought their way out of the chaos, so their strength is beyond question. Therefore, we have decided to give them some rewards.”

Hu Guanghe paused slightly at this point before continuing.

"Our Martial Hall will naturally not be stingy with geniuses. Each of these four will be directly rewarded with 1.5 million Federal Credits as an incentive."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

Then, Hu Guanghe's figure disappeared.

"One and a half million?"

Upon hearing this number, Mo Hong was so excited that his breathing became rapid, and he almost couldn't contain his emotions.

"Just based on this number, participating in this competition was worthwhile."

Mo Hong thought to himself with delight.

"Mo Hong, I'll be going now. I'll send you the information on these three people later, so you can study it carefully when you have time."

After saying that, Yang Mao left.

Mo Hong was the only one left in the room.

"I wonder what tomorrow will bring?"

Mo Hong shook his head, and his figure vanished instantly.

After lying down in the virtual pod, Mo Hong let out a deep breath.

Just then, several messages popped up in Mo Hong's Star Soul Network, sent by Yang Mao.

"Mo Hong, this is information about those three from half a month ago, but these combat scenes are from today. Study them carefully and see if they can be of any help."

These are Yang Mao's original words.

Mo Hong's eyes flickered as he opened the three people's information.

"Wang Mu currently has a physical fitness level of 13, is skilled in dual swordsmanship, and ranks 617th on the Xuanwu Ranking!"

"Zhao Xinrou, physical fitness level 13, ranked 683rd on the Xuanwu Ranking!"

"Meng Ran, physical fitness level 13, ranked 773rd on the Xuanwu Ranking!"

It took Mo Hong a good ten minutes to finally come to his senses.

Mo Hong was surprised to find that these three people had already entered the Xuanwu Ranking, and finally felt some pressure.

The Xuanwu Ranking only records the top 800 people, so it goes without saying that being able to make the list is a remarkable achievement.

The fact that these three are only sophomores, yet their abilities surpass those of some juniors, is further proof of this.

"Judging from the current situation, Wang Mu is the strongest of the three, but the other two are not to be underestimated either."

Mo Hong murmured.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. We can't predict what tomorrow will bring."

Mo Hong then stopped studying the three people and began cultivating instead.

, ...

Inside an advanced training room at the Tianzi Dojo of Xuanwu University.

Wang Mu sat cross-legged, with two silver longswords stuck on either side of him.

Suddenly, Wang Mu opened his eyes, and a message was projected in front of him.

[Wang Mu, these are the basic information of the other three people. You might want to take a look.]

This message was sent by a deputy hall master of the Martial Hall branch in Qixing City.

Although Wang Mu was confident in his own abilities, he still clicked in and read it carefully.

Confidence does not equate to arrogance; his personality is inherently cautious.

"The other two are nothing special, but how did Mo Hong, a mere freshman, manage to make it to the semifinals?"

Wang Mu asked with slight surprise.

He couldn't help but think of Zhuang Hongzhe, who also represented Qixing City in the competition, and the difference between the two was obvious.

"Mo Hongcai is already at this level in his freshman year. He might be able to compete with me in the future, but he is still far from it now. He is not as threatening as the other two."

Zhao Xinrou and Meng Ran are at least listed on the Xuanwu Ranking, while Mo Hong's only achievement is defeating Ding Fan, so his record is not particularly impressive.

For him, his opponents have always been the top geniuses of the Xuanhong Martial Hall and the Ziguang Martial Hall.

Wang Mu shook his head, then stopped paying attention to these things and immersed himself in cultivation again.

, ...

As night fell, Mo Hong returned to his dormitory after practicing his swordsmanship in the training room.

"After playing a few matches, just go to sleep."

After thinking for a moment, Mo Hong logged onto the Star Soul Network and lay down in the virtual pod.

Mo Hong played three consecutive matches in the Gold rank, winning the first two easily.

However, in the final round, Mo Hong encountered a stranger holding a gun, who appeared to be two or three years older than him.

The man's marksmanship put Mo Hong under immense pressure.

The match lasted for nearly ten minutes.

Even without Mo Hong using the power of heaven and earth, he still lost the match in the end.

Mo Hong slowly got up from the virtual pod, a few beads of cold sweat trickling down his face.

"Who exactly is that person? Such extensive combat experience."

Mo Hong frowned deeply; the man had given him a tremendous sense of pressure.

However, he wasn't at his peak either, after all, he had fought two battles in a row, which had already drained his energy.

In addition, Mo Hong failed to use some of his trump cards, which led to his defeat.