Swallowing the Stars: Becoming a God Starting with a Hundred Generations of Talent

Chapter 68: Spectators Meet [Fourth Update]

Time passed quickly.

Within the ancient universe, hundreds of millions of people focused their attention on the same grand event: the One-Day Talent Battle elimination tournament!

Unlike the closed preliminary rounds, the knockout stage will be broadcast live in its entirety on a virtual universe network.

Throughout the entire Ancient Wheel Universe, from the bustling imperial capital to the remote mining planets, countless light screens lit up, reflecting the same scene.

It was an incredibly vast central plaza, above which floated a thousand enormous battle plane projections, each representing a competition group.

The shouts and discussions of hundreds of millions of viewers converged to form a deafening roar that echoed throughout the entire virtual universe.

"It's starting! It's finally starting!"

"I wonder if the geniuses from our Black Dragon Mountain Star Region can break into the top 1,000!"

"Look! The information for the first group of contestants is out!"

Amidst this bustling atmosphere, a vast, cold, and emotionless voice resounded throughout the entire virtual universe.

"The Genius Battle Elimination Rounds have officially begun!"

"Now, let's begin the first group match!"

The words fell.

The "Group One" battle plane projection at the top of the central square instantly became crystal clear.

One hundred beams of light descended from the sky, landing on a vast, blood-red wasteland.

As the beam of light dissipated, the figures of the one hundred contestants were clearly revealed to all the spectators.

The first thing that catches the eye is a burly man who is over four meters tall.

He came from a high-gravity planet. His bronze skin was covered with mysterious golden patterns. He carried a giant axe that looked like a door panel. Just by standing there, he gave people a sense of oppression like a mountain.

"It's Manka from the Giant Rock Clan! He's ranked over 300th in the preliminary rounds!" A knowledgeable spectator immediately recognized him.

Immediately afterwards, a streak of blue light flashed by.

It was a young girl with a pair of gorgeous blue wings on her back. She was graceful and beautiful, and held a slender blue rapier in her hand.

She is the pride of the Windfeather Clan, a natural darling of the wind, with speed reaching the extreme.

On the other side, a black-robed youth with vertical eyes on his forehead was coldly surveying his surroundings.

He came from an ancient family of spiritualists, and his tightly closed vertical eye sent chills down one's spine.

Virtual Universe, Colosseum No. 0087.

This is one of the viewing areas officially opened by the Ancient Wheel Universe Kingdom for this elimination round.

The crowds were enormous, and the noise was deafening.

Hundreds of millions of spectators gathered here from all corners of the universe, their eyes all focused on the huge projection above the arena.

In a private box with a superb view at the edge of the arena, Luo Yun and his clansmen sat quietly.

Clan Chief Luo Shan, Seventh Uncle Luo Zhan, and several other high-ranking members of the clan all looked somewhat nervous.

Beside Luo Yun, the two girls, Luo Qing and Xia Yan, held their breath, their beautiful eyes fixed on the huge battle projection, afraid of missing any detail.

"Elimination round, Group 1, the battle begins!"

As that vast and icy voice fell, a battle instantly erupted on the blood-red wasteland!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One hundred geniuses from different regions made their moves almost simultaneously.

Without testing or hesitation, the first move was the most lethal!

Brilliant field light, violent energy surges, and ear-piercing clashes of weapons instantly filled the entire battlefield.

"roar!"

The burly giant of the Giant Rock Clan, Manka, roared, and his earthen-yellow domain expanded instantly. He swept his giant axe out, cracking the earth. More than a dozen weaker Star-level beings were crushed into dust by this domineering blow before they could even scream.

"So powerful!" Xia Yan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "These people—every single one of them has comprehended a domain! And each of them is a veteran of countless battles, decisive and ruthless in battle!"

Luo Qing clenched his fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "That Manka's Earth Domain has probably reached the seventh level. His power is too domineering; he's practically a humanoid ferocious beast."

Seventh Uncle Luo Zhan looked at the chaotic battle in the arena and nodded solemnly.

"This is the real battle of geniuses. The qualifiers are just a selection process. Here, there are no weaklings."

His gaze shifted to the other side. "Look at that Wind Feather Clan girl. She's incredibly fast. She's like a fish in water in the melee. Every time she draws her sword, someone inevitably falls."

As everyone looked on, they saw the figure of the girl in green robes transforming into afterimages on the battlefield. Her sword was light yet deadly, specifically targeting opponents caught in a fierce battle, killing them with a single, swift blow.

"And that young man in black robes." Clan Chief Luo Shan pointed in a direction, his tone tinged with apprehension. "He didn't move at all, he just stood there, but his opponents around him all had unfocused eyes and started killing each other."

He was a mentalist; his attacks were invisible and intangible, yet more deadly than any sword or blade.

Watching this brutal yet efficient killing, the atmosphere in the private room grew increasingly tense.

This is only the first group, and so many strong individuals have already emerged.

Of the hundred people, only ten will survive.

This elimination rate of up to 90% is brutally terrifying.

"Brother—" Luo Qing turned her head and looked at Luo Yun, who remained calm, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Luo Yun smiled, while Zi Guang remained on the battlefield.

"Don't worry."

His voice was calm, yet it possessed a reassuring power.

"That Manka simply released his domain to amplify his power and defense, which was too crude and had many flaws."

"That Wind Feather Clan girl is fast, but her strength is her weakness. Once she is trapped by a domain, she will surely be defeated."

"As for that mentalist," Luo Yun's lips curled up slightly, "his mental power amplitude is no more than twenty times, and his soul attack methods are also very simple. He can deal with people with weak wills, but when he encounters a true strongman, he is just a target."

These words startled Luo Shan, Luo Zhan, and the others.

The three geniuses, who were incredibly powerful and almost unmatched in their eyes, seemed to be full of flaws in Luo Yun's words.

They looked at the battlefield again and observed according to Luo Yun's instructions, and sure enough, they discovered some details that they had not noticed before.

Each of Manka's attacks requires a short charging process.

The Wind Feather Clan girl always deliberately avoids those powerful individuals in defensive domains.

When a powerful individual withstood his mental attack and rushed close to him, the mentalist immediately became flustered and nearly got slashed by a sword.

"So that's how it is—" Luo Qing murmured to herself, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

The battle continues.

The number of people on the blood-red wasteland is decreasing at a visible rate.

Ninety people, eighty people, fifty people —

Just ten minutes later, there were less than thirty people left on the field.

Those who survived were all true elites. They began to consciously keep their distance and watch each other warily, and the intensity of the melee actually decreased.

"It's almost over," Luo Yun said.

Sure enough, shortly after he finished speaking, the powerful figures on the field seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

The ten strongest participants joined forces to quickly eliminate the remaining contestants who were slightly weaker or had exhausted themselves in the previous battle.

Finally, when only ten figures remained on the battlefield, the vast voice rang out once more.

"Group One, the competition is over. Ten players have advanced, and ninety have been eliminated."

The huge projection image was fixed on the ten victors who stood there covered in blood.

Manka, the Wind Feather Clan girl, and the black-robed psychic were all among them.

Inside the private room, everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

One match can mean the downfall of ninety top talents.

This is the cruelty of the battle of cosmic geniuses.

"Xiao Yun," Chief Luo Shan looked at Luo Yun and said solemnly, "Which group are you in for the competition?"

Luo Yun glanced at his personal terminal.

"Group 76"

The competition was conducted in groups.

The battle on the field became increasingly fierce, and each advancement spot meant the sad departure of ninety top geniuses.

The atmosphere inside the VIP box grew increasingly tense as the match progressed.

Luo Yun watched for a while, then stood up from his seat.

"Brother?" Luo Qing looked over nervously.

"I'm going to get ready." Luo Yun smiled gently at his family.

After he finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared in the private room, and his consciousness entered the special preparation space.

This is a vast, white expanse, stretching as far as the eye can see.

As beams of light flashed, the figures of one hundred contestants belonging to Group 76 appeared one after another.

Some people were stretching their limbs to adjust their state; some were meditating with their eyes closed, focusing their minds to the peak; and others were gathered in twos and threes, seemingly discussing strategies for joining forces.

Luo Yun found a quiet corner, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

For him, the so-called preparation was nothing more than calming his mind completely.

Just then, he seemed to sense something, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes a crack.

Not far away, a familiar figure came into his view.

She was a woman dressed in a magnificent purple gown, with a bewitching face. She was observing her opponents with great interest, her eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

Eliza.

She clearly hadn't expected to run into Luo Yun here.

When her gaze swept over the corner where Luo Yun was, she was slightly taken aback at first, and then a strange light burst forth in her bewitching eyes.