The First Killer: Concubine Against the Sky Sick Concubine

Chapter 157 Watching the Four Division Tournament (8)

"Ah, he actually sank the bluestone platform? But why did he fly up to the rostrum with the crystal card? Isn't it enough to walk?" Looking at the first contestant who flew out of the bluestone platform, Xia Xiang asked excitedly and puzzled.

"Hey, didn't you listen to the old man explain the rules of the competition just now? Sinking the bluestone platform is only the first step of the competition, and then he has to insert the crystal card in his hand into the recess on the left side of the rostrum as fast as possible. In the slot, the crystal card contains the contestant's name and registration number, and only when you hand in your own crystal card can you truly complete the competition." The masked man said.

"Ah, sitting on the bluestone platform and forcing the bluestone platform to sink is already a serious injury to one's vitality. At this time, if you have to try your best to fly to the rostrum to insert a crystal card, how many people can do it?" At this point, Xia Xiang couldn't help but frown. This four-division competition is really exciting. It seems that if you don't have a certain level of strength, who would dare to participate?

"In this way, the survival of the fittest will be truly achieved, so that the four masters can recruit excellent disciples." The masked man laughed and said, "But don't underestimate this last hurdle, not everyone can successfully pass the exam." The crystal cards in your hands are inserted into the rostrum, and those who can be inserted are very few."

While the two were talking, following the figure flying out just now, several contestants successively sank the Qingshi platform and jumped up from the competition field one after another.

"Bang-bang-bang--" Only under the rostrum, there were several collision sounds in succession. After the collision sound fell, people's screams followed.

"See, not everyone can insert the crystal card in their hand smoothly." The masked man chuckled, "There are many people who are often stuck in this level and lose."

"So, they have failed?" Seeing those people fall from the tall rostrum and being carried away, Xia Xiang couldn't help shaking his head and sighing secretly. It's really not easy to fly up to the rostrum which is three or four meters high after exhausting his martial soul power.It seems that it is really difficult to become the master's disciple and join the four major forces of Yun Qing Country.

Next, from the competition arena, there were continuous figures flying out of it. Except for a few sporadic people who could insert the crystal cards in their hands into the groove on the left side of the rostrum, the rest of them were very unfortunate. The top fell off.

And those contestants who fell from the top suffered heavy or slight injuries. Before being carried away, they all looked at the tall rostrum with gritted teeth. Why did they work so hard, but they lost in the After passing this last level, it seems that next year we still have to do it again.

"When—" As the last drop of the hourglass finished, the crisp bell rang again in the huge square, announcing that the competition for the first batch of contestants had officially ended.

At this time, Xia Xiang looked at the competition field, and found that nearly half of the people were still sitting on the bluestone platform, and the bluestone platform was not sunk by them.

"Alas..." Xia Xiang mourned for these people for a few seconds in his heart. His skills were not as good as others. It seemed that those people still thought they were unlucky.

"The first batch of competitions is over, you all go down." The old man who recited the rules of the competition just now appeared on the rostrum at some time, looking indifferently at the contestants who could not even sit on the Qingshi platform. , said in a cold tone.

(End of this chapter)