Chapter 100 Based on our relationship, Luo Qingxia
After curing all the Tianjiao, Han Hong Tianshen announced:
"A total of 31 people passed the second level!"

"These thirty-one people are Wang Miao, the Saint of Tianxian Academy, and the disciples of Tianxian Academy..."

"Next, proceed to the third level of assessment!"

"In this level, we will use a two-on-two battle method. The winner will advance and the loser will be eliminated."

"Finally, the strongest genius will be selected."

"Next, this Heavenly God Altar will automatically select the two warring parties."

"The chosen genius cannot refuse, otherwise it will be considered as admitting defeat."

After saying this, Han Hong Tianshen cast a spell.

Then a ball of light that could emit red and blue light flew out from the altar.

"Next, the third level, the actual combat test, begins!"

After saying this, he left the altar of the gods.

The red and blue ball of light flew past the crowd of geniuses.

Finally return to the top.

The next moment, a red light shone on a disciple of Tianxian Academy.

Another ray of blue light shone on the disciples of the Holy Scorpion Sect.

Different from other forces.

The magic techniques used by the Holy Scorpion Sect are almost all those of scorpion species.

And because those creatures are alien species that are far stronger than pure-blooded creatures, the power of their magic skills is also stronger.

Even among scorpions, most are poisonous.

Therefore, most of their magic skills contain deadly poisons.

Once stung by it, there is a risk of death if the poison cannot be detoxified as soon as possible.

However, the disciple selected from Tianxian Academy is also not weak.

He achieved six gems and almost touched the seventh gem in the first level.

The attack power has reached the peak of the Divine Fire Realm.

After the two warring parties were chosen, the other geniuses left the altar of the gods.

next moment.

hiss!
A piercing roar sounded in the altar of the gods.

I saw a poisonous scorpion made of runes appear in the air, and the tail needle behind it flashed a chilling light.

A thick poisonous fog enveloped it, emitting a dizzying odor.

On the opposite side, there is a disciple from Tianxian Academy named Yang Lan, who is good at using fire magic.

What they are best at is the magic of the Fire Crow clan.

Immediately, a huge fire crow appeared in front of him.

Facing the extremely poisonous scorpion from a distance.

If it was just an ordinary fire crow, it would naturally be no match for the alien and extremely poisonous scorpion.

But the Fire Crow Technique that Yang Lan practiced came from a mutated Fire Crow.

The fire crow flying in front of Yang Lan had three legs.

The fighting between the two sides is about to break out.

Flames and poisons were flying everywhere on the altar of the gods.

At the same time, the two were fighting quickly.

The long sword and the divine spear clashed, and a clanging sound was heard!
But between the two of them, Yang Lan is better.

He chose the right moment and, risking being stabbed by the opponent, thrust his spear into the opponent's chest.

At this point, Yang Lan wins!

But the Holy Scorpion Sect's disciple's sword was coated with a deadly poison.

So while he won, he was also poisoned.

But fortunately, Wang Miao had an antidote pill and gave him one directly.

The poison was cured, but Yang Lan was temporarily unable to participate in the next actual combat.

The next battle was between Leng Yan, the young patriarch of the Ice Spirit Clan, and Wang Jiang, a disciple of the Xiyue Valley.

At the beginning, the two of them fought back and forth.

But after Leng Yan sacrificed the natural rune, the disciple of Xiyue Valley was defeated in three moves.

The body was frozen by the terrifying ice.

If Leng Yan had not intended to kill him, he would have been burned to ashes by the fire contained in the ice.

Next...

Soon, it was Wang Miao's turn.

His opponent is Luo Hongshuang, a female disciple from Jueyin Valley.

Luo Hongshuang and Luo Qingxia are twins.

But just like their names, one of them likes to wear red clothes and the other likes to wear green clothes.

Even the Noble Phantasms they used were different.

Luo Hongshuang used a pipa, while Luo Qingxia used a jade flute.

As mentioned before, when accepting disciples from Jueyin Valley, they always consider whether the disciple has musical talent.

Therefore, the magic techniques they practice are mostly related to music.

It is the road of sound.

As soon as he came on the court, before Wang Miao could even open his mouth, Luo Hongshuang launched an attack first.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

A melodious and rhythmic pipa music sounded between heaven and earth.

Listening to it makes people want to indulge in it.

But Wang Miao was not among those who were attracted.

He could clearly feel the mysterious laws contained in the music.

There is even more than just the mystery of music involved, there may also be some other rules mixed in.

Because by listening to this pipa music, my identification with Luo Hongshuang will continue to increase.

Think that the other person is right.

Everything the other party does should be supported.

You should protect each other.

In short, all of this will be changed subtly.

However, Wang Miao's soul is strong, and he is also protected by visualization and soul-calming beads.

He was not afraid that he would sink into it.

What's more, with his spiritual strength, it is impossible for a Venerable to bring him down.

Gradually, the song ended.

Luo Hongshuang looked at Wang Miao excitedly.

Seeing that Wang Miao didn't move at all, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Then he issued an order to Wang Miao:

"Admit defeat yourself!"

But what Luo Hongshuang expected did not happen.

Wang Miao did not give up.

Instead, he looked at her with clear eyes.

The next moment, without waiting for her to play the pipa again.

Wang Miao grabbed him by the collar and threw him out of the altar.

Wang Miao wins!
……

Soon, the first round of actual combat ended. Except for a genius from the Golden Camel Villa who was lucky enough to have a bye, a total of fifteen battles were fought in the field.

Then comes the second round.

It was still the red and blue light balls that chose the two warring parties.

This time, Wang Miao’s opponent is a genius from Tianxian Academy.

After hearing that his opponent was Wang Miao, the other party announced his defeat.

So Wang Miao advanced to the third round.

The third round is from eight to four.

Wang Miao's opponent in this round is Mo Aotian from the Demon Pattern Clan.

The monks of the Demonic Pattern Clan, as their name suggests, are extremely good at studying runes.

Then he engraved the researched runes on his body and used them to launch quick attacks.

Since the runes they studied were endless, the runes they could carve on their bodies were extremely powerful.

Legend has it that this tribe has hidden several kinds of early rune magic.

They were all obtained from transactions with the first generation in the past.

On the altar of the gods, Wang Miao looked at the strange young man opposite him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

On both sides of the white cheeks are tiny dark blue runes.

Although those runes did not emit any aura.

But Wang Miao still noticed it.

[Detected the first generation of treasure technique Immortal Golden Flame Rune, should it be included? 】

Look at the prompt that pops up on the system.

Wang Miao was slightly startled.

He had always thought that this clan was only more advanced in their study of runes.

But I didn't expect it to be so advanced that it could engrave the first generation of magic runes.

Looking at the system prompts, Wang Miao was not careless this time.

Although he didn't know how powerful the Eternal Golden Flame was.

But it could be a first-generation magic technique, so its power should not be less than Leng Yan’s first-bestowed rune magic technique!

Especially Wang Miao felt that if he was not careful, he would be burned by Leng Yan's icy flame and get hurt. So, when the battle started, he took a step forward and came to Mo Aotian's side in an instant.

Then he punched him in the side of the face.

At the same time, I silently said in my heart:
Included!

The next moment, the rune magic related to the Eternal Golden Flame appeared in Wang Miao's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, he also knew the power of this magic.

It is indeed possible to use rune magic to activate a ball of immortal golden flame, which has the property of being inextinguishable.

But the power of the flame increases with the improvement of cultivation.

Moreover, the magic runes on Mo Aotian's body are not complete.

So there is a limit to the power.

It is simply impossible to grow without restraint.

Thinking of this, Wang Miao included a trip to the Demonic Pattern Clan in his next itinerary.

Mo Aotian alone has a first-generation treasure rune, which is worth tens of millions of merit points.

You must know that this is only the Indestructible Golden Flame Technique in its incomplete state.

If it was complete, he guessed that the merit points might double again.

All along, he has placed his goal of obtaining merit points on the scriptures and magic skills of various major forces.

Only then did I realize that the innate skills of those first generations seemed to be not bad either.

And because it is a gift from heaven, the upper limit is extremely high!

Of course, most of the God-given techniques have limited potential.

But it’s of great value!
Thinking of this, after punching Mo Aotian out of the Heavenly God Altar, Wang Miao turned his gaze to Leng Yan.

I don’t know how many merit points his rune magic can add to him.

In addition to his group, the other three groups were Yao Chengfeng, a disciple of Tianxian Academy, and Chen Yu, the eldest disciple of Xiyue Valley, Luo Qingxia, a disciple of Jueyin Valley, and Yu Zhansheng, a disciple of Shengxie Sect, Cheng Ding, the young city lord of Xiangjia City, and Murong Qing, the young master of Jintuo Villa.

These people are basically the ones who obtained the seven gems score.

Among them, Wang Miao, Yao Chengfeng, Luo Qingxia and Cheng Ding won.

However, except for Yao Chengfeng, the other two people looked at Wang Miao with serious expressions.

Not because of anything else.

He defeated Mo Aotian too quickly.

It was so close that Mo Aotian was defeated without even using his rune magic.

This terrifying speed is beyond words even for the geniuses at the Venerable Realm present.

Even the True Gods who were watching from the outside didn't dare to say that they were definitely faster than Wang Miao.

The next game is four to two.

Wang Miao versus Luo Qingxia, Yao Chengfeng versus Cheng Ding.

This time, Yao Chengfeng's group went on stage first.

This battle was fought in chaos and with metal and iron flying everywhere.

But no matter how Yao Chengfeng attacked, he couldn't break Cheng Ding's defense.

Finally, he unleashed his strongest attack and broke Cheng Ding's defense, almost cutting him in half.

But Yao Chengfeng also exhausted all his spiritual power because of this.

There is no power to fight back anymore.

Helplessly, he could only choose to admit defeat when Cheng Ding launched a desperate final attack.

Cheng Ding was so angry that he spat out a large mouthful of blood and his face turned pale in an instant.

In addition, his family's magical physical training skills were broken, so he had no chance of participating in the championship competition.

And he knows it himself.

It was so difficult to beat Yao Chengfeng that he was almost cut in half.

What kind of strength should the strongest saint son who can represent Tianxian Academy have?

And even if he was not injured, he had no way to deal with Wang Miao's terrifying speed.

Cheng Ding also understood that the outcome was already decided.

Before he was taken away by his elders, he used up his last bit of strength to shout these words to Wang Miao.

"Son Wang Miao, wait until I recover from my injuries, and then we'll have another fight. Otherwise, I won't give up!"

In response, Wang Miao just replied "OK".

……

So, this game, which was obviously just a four-to-two match, suddenly turned into a competition for the strongest genius.

On the altar of the gods, Luo Qingxia looked at the handsome young man opposite her.

The silver-white armor makes him look even more handsome.

Luo Qingxia's heart was pounding when she saw this.

I don’t know what the Saint Cloth Patriarch said, but the Tianxian Academy should agree to the marriage!
Yes, she is the disciple from Jueyin Valley who married Wang Miao.

Originally, she wanted to come and take a look in advance to find out what Wang Miao looked like and whether he was her ideal husband.

I just didn't expect that the other party would be so evil.

Even though she was a genius, she was not sure she could beat Wang Miao when she stood opposite him.

She even knew that if Wang Miao had not wanted to hear her sister play the pipa, her sister would have been defeated long ago.

There was no chance to issue orders to Wang Miao and make him admit defeat on his own.

"Son Wang Miao, I am very satisfied with you!"

"Given our relationship, it would be bad to take action. So let's just leave it this way."

"You also listen to my playing. If you feel fine after listening to it, I will lose. How about that?"

Listening to Luo Qingxia's words, Wang Miao's head was full of question marks.

And our relationship?
What is the relationship between us?
But since the other party has proposed it, and she is an absolutely stunning fairy.

The slightly rosy little face still has some baby fat.

"can."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Luo Qingxia's face.

Then a clear and melodious flute sound mixed with bursts of confusing demonic sounds rang out in the altar of the gods.

Wang Miao was also immersed in the melodious flute sound, feeling the mystery contained in it.

The more harmonious the performance on the altar, the more embarrassed Luo Shengyi and Jiang Qing felt.

Leng Yue, who had not yet left, laughed out loud:
"It seems that this little kid doesn't know that he is rejected."

"I really want to see the little girl's expression after she learns the truth. It must be very interesting!"

Hearing this, Luo Shengyi glared at him unhappily.

Then he looked at Jiang Qing with resentment.

Jiang Qingtian felt uncomfortable being stared at.

He could only look towards the altar of the gods, as if he didn't know someone was looking at him.

……

In the altar of the gods.

The melodious flute sound slowly ended.

Wang Miao also woke up from the sound of the flute.

To be honest, Luo Qingxia's flute sounds much better than Luo Hongshuang's pipa music.

Perhaps this has something to do with her higher attainments in music.

Wang Miao unexpectedly fell into a dream composed of music.

But unfortunately, Wang Miao still managed to break free.

He now feels refreshed and his spirits are a hundred times better.

Even the way he looked at Luo Qingxia became different.

Isn’t this the kind of genius he needs?
Have strength and potential.

He can also play the flute, which helps him relax and regain his energy.

Isn't this the perfect maid!

Oh, and add her sister, the twin music maids, to make it awesome!

Seeing Wang Miao looking at her, Luo Qingxia couldn't help blushing and turned her head away.

Then she muttered softly:

"Bad guy, how can you look at others like that..."

God Han Hong had no idea of ​​the twists and turns involved.

He simply declared:

"The winners of the fourth round are Wang Miao, the Saint of Tianxian Academy, and Cheng Ding, the Young Lord of Xiangjia City."

"Because Cheng Ding was seriously injured, he automatically gave up the next round of battle."

“So, I declare!”

"The strongest genius this time is..."

"The Holy Son of Tianxian Academy—Wang Miao!"

As Han Hongtian announced the result, all the disciples of Tianxian Academy cheered.

The disciples from other forces also remembered the name Wang Miao thoroughly.

And just when many monks were cheering.

Luo Qingxia stood in front of Luo Shengyi with a blushing face and shock in her eyes.

"Ancestor..."

As she spoke, she saw Wang Miao standing in the air with a bright look on his face.

He flew towards the base in Jueyin Valley as quickly as if he was escaping.

At the same time, her shy voice sounded in Luo Shengyi's ears.

"Oh, how embarrassing!"

(End of this chapter)