I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"The initial defender of Arena No. 88 is candidate No. 4888."

"Brother, 4888 is Jiang He's exam number."

"Listen up, all of you. Whoever faces Jiang He, as long as they score a point..."

Lingnan's company, one cent, 1% of the shares.

"Thank you, brother!"

Standing beside Liu Yang were Liu Jiang, a son of a concubine of the Liu family; Liu Jiawen, a member of a remote branch of the Liu family; and many independent cultivators supported by Liu Jia.

Their eyes were filled with greed.

The company's 1% share would yield a year-end dividend of ten million star coins. Just by winning a game against Jiang He, they could get ten million star coins. How could such a huge profit not tempt them?

If you win several rounds, wouldn't you directly have tens of millions? And this is just a year's worth of dividends.

They are very good at calculating both buying and selling.

So when Jiang He stepped onto stage number 88, everyone around Liu Yang was staring intently at the exam time, waiting for the countdown to end so they could choose their stage.

Why even glance at ring number 88?

"Bai Zhizhou, this arena format is so novel. Jiang He is really lucky."

It's such a pity I wasn't one of the initial champions; otherwise, my score would have multiplied dozens of times by the end of the competition, haha.

"You're overthinking it. You won't last until game six."

Bai Zhizhou spoke without hesitation.

"Bai Zhizhou, what you said is indeed true, but let's not say it again next time, it's really discouraging."

Bai Zhizhou ignored He Bi's question. After glancing at ring number 88 for a while, he turned his gaze to ring number 56.

"The 56th arena belongs to Liu Cheng. This guy is extremely arrogant. With your strength, you're a good match for him."

"Liu Cheng? He's considered the number one in the Spruce Body Cultivation. Can I even do that?"

"You can. As long as you show weakness at the beginning, you will definitely win this match."

"Okay, I'll go then."

Bai Zhizhou turned his gaze back to Jiang He.

Through the glasses, one could see that many cultivators were moving towards arena number 88.

He glanced one last time at the blood-covered man before turning and walking toward Su Jiang at arena number 13.

"The first round of arena selection begins. Attention, 1080 candidates."

Please select an arena within five minutes; otherwise, the system will randomly match you.

"It's starting, it's starting, choose quickly."

"Which arena did you choose?"

"If we can choose a few more arenas, we should choose those defending the champions from Beihuai City or Nanying City, since their students are the weakest."

"Haha, that's true. I was actually thinking of choosing ring number 88."

Judging from the person's clothes, they're probably wearing the school uniform from Beihuai. I remember they had a useless spiritual root, but unfortunately, too many people wanted them, and the account was gone in a flash.

Many candidates noticed Jiang He, after all, her blood-stained school uniform was too eye-catching.

The first round of selection has ended.

Jiang He looked at the challenger walking onto the stage and tilted her head. If she remembered correctly, this was the person who had been with Liu Yang today.

It's already the second half, and Liu Yang is still relentlessly chasing after her.

It seems she's too easy to bully.

As soon as the arena match began, Jiang He used his most familiar binding technique.

She has the thickest spiritual veins of the Wood Spirit Root, and she has learned the most spells related to the Wood element.

There are vines under the arena, which is a natural environment for applying binding spells.

Liu Jiang looked at Jiang He, then a handful of flames ignited in his hand and quickly burned the wooden vines:

"Fire overcomes wood. It seems the person who killed Wen Dao wasn't so great after all; he started with the most basic wood-based spell."

Liu Jiang said with a smile.

The flames in his hand suddenly dispersed, transforming into nine clusters, each carrying a dangerous heat. When these flames reached Jiang He, they carried another layer of magic.

"Fire Spell! Explosion!"

As Liu Jiang's voice rang out, the cluster of flames exploded.

The crisp, explosive shockwave was about to burn Jiang He's hair.

At that moment, Jiang He quickened her pace, rapidly leaving the blast radius and arriving behind Liu Jiang.

What a great speed!

Liu Jiang looked at her empty spell in surprise. She was only at the Qi Refining stage, so how could it be empty?

Jiang He looked at the other party coldly, without even responding. Instantly, a flame ignited in her hand, identical to the flame in Liu Jiang's hand.

But the flames weren't just nine, they were eighteen!

The flame in Jiang He's hand flew towards Liu Jiang, followed by the exact same spell.

"Fire Spell! Explosion!"

Jiang He's cold voice rang out, and Liu Jiang looked at the explosive spells surrounding him, sweat beading on his forehead.

how come……

How could she possibly know the magic techniques created by the Liu family?

And it's the second advanced move!

Liu Jiang was filled with doubt, but the next second his doubts came to an abrupt end. Following the Fire Strike Technique, Jiang He released wood elemental energy, which directly bound Liu Jiang to the spot.

"I have never seen anyone rushing to their death."

Jiang He spoke softly.

The Fire Strike Technique had already exploded when it got close to Liu Jiang. At this moment, Liu Jiang's body was covered in blood and flesh, but since he was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, his body did not suffer 100% damage.

Before Liu Jiang could speak, Jiang He came to his side.

The sharp wooden vines sliced ​​through Liu Jiang's carotid artery, severing it and spraying blood onto the ground.

Liu Jiang died of suffocation.

"Vitality signs of candidate number 369 have been detected as absent. The competition is over. Candidate number 4888 has 1 point."

"What did I just see? Such speed! I remember when I saw it on the screen, candidate number 4888 was a Qi Refining stage with a useless spiritual root. How did he become so much stronger all of a sudden?"

"It's obvious he's no longer in the Qi Refining stage; he should be at the Foundation Establishment stage now. The lowest level a cultivator can master the Fire Strike Technique is at the Foundation Establishment stage."

But what shocked me most was that candidate number 4888 had completely replicated the Fire Strike Technique, a technique created by the Liu family themselves.

The body of Liu Jiang, who died on ring number 88, had just been carried away.

Liu Jiawen and Liu Jiang's corpses stared at each other, and Liu Jiawen's voice trembled with fear as he spoke:

"Brother, Liu Jiang is dead, I'm not going to play in the next match."

As soon as Liu Jiawen spoke, the people surrounding Liu Yang also chimed in:

"Young Master, even Liu Jiang couldn't defeat Jiang He, so how could we possibly defeat him..."

"Useless! A bunch of useless people, all the resources have been wasted."

Liu Yang flew into a rage, kicking several people to the ground. His anger intensified as he stared at Liu Jiang's corpse.

"You mere useless spiritual root? Today, I, Liu Yang, will test you!"