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    Translator: Tamon

    Translation Checker: Silavin

     

    The eight geniuses vanished.

     

    Eight huge screens flashed into existence outside, giving the audience a front seat view to each of the geniuses.

     

    The four matches were held in four new areas.

     

    Each side was far from each other, with a huge death arena in the middle, having flights of stairs to reach it.

     

    Each step was ruled by a leader abomination.

     

    To reach the death arena, they had to go through them first.

     

    They had to prove themselves worthy of fighting in the death arena before they could step on it.

     

    The sea of abominations and their violent auras had the eight geniuses grave.

     

    The audience was slackjawed.

     

    “With so many abominations, it makes the eighteenth floor impossible!”

     

    Some geniuses wade forward.

     

    There was no going back. The only option was forward.

     

    The eight geniuses unleashed their power against the abominations.

     

    They proved to one and all just why only they reached this far.

     

    The abominations fell like flies before them.

     

    Only a couple from the Nine Province Continent were having a harder time than the Immortal Domain geniuses against them.

     

    Chen Changan observed from the side.

     

    “Fighting abominations shows the real gap between Nine Province Continent natives and Immortal Domain geniuses as well as the skills employed.

     

    “Even if they reach the death arena, they won’t last against the Immortal Domain geniuses.”

     

    Chen Changan’s eyes paused on Mo Wentian.

     

    He was releasing enough power to make him an Immortal Domain genius.

     

    If he reached Fa Tian on the death arena, it was still unclear who’d win.

     

    The mighty leader abominations were tough, but nothing the eight couldn’t handle. It was only a matter of numbers.

     

    It was more a test on their stamina than anything.

     

    The fighting dragged on for a full two hours.

     

    The audience watched the bloody battles in shock and awe.

     

    The more they watched, the more their admiration grew.

     

    Just how would they fare against such abominations?

     

    Dead beyond a shadow of a doubt.

     

    Chen Changan started. “A Nine Province Continent native died.”

     

    It was the youth in green up against Qinq Yunfei, meaning he just had to reach the top to finish his match.

     

    Mo Wentian and the other two were still holding.

     

    Wounded, yes, and with plenty of brushes with death, but they persevered, in reaching the arena.

     

    The Immortal Domain geniuses were obviously there already.

     

    Ages ago, even.

     

    “Qinq Yunfei’s opponent was eliminated and moves forward. The other three matches can begin.”

     

    Chen Changan spoke.

     

    Qinq Yunfei stood on the arena with crossed arms and white eyes.

     

    He wasn’t happy, finding it only natural to advance with his strength, even if the other arrived.

     

    As for the other three matches, they exploded in aura and spiritual power.

     

    Qin Xiuwen smiled at Bai Yue.

     

    “Miss, may I be so bold to ask, are you taken?”

     

    Bai Yue didn’t return the smile.

     

    She was aware Qin Xiuwen was an Immortal Domain genius and heard folk in Myriad Mountains say he’d fought Fa Tian without being at a disadvantage. He was no slouch.

     

    Bai Yue was doubly careful.

     

    Qin Xiuwen chuckled and shrugged.

     

    “Miss, you’ve grown mighty fine. I like you. Will you become my twentieth girl?”

     

    Qin Xiuwen’s nineteen girls heard him from behind the screens yet showed no reaction.

     

    They even found it natural for him to make Bai Yue their sister.

     

    Qin Xiuwen taught them well, caring for nothing else but him in every aspect.

     

    Bai Yue frowned, her impression of this philanderer sinking further.

     

    She answered with a charge.

     

    Since this was the death arena, there was no point in entertaining him.

     

    Qin Xiuwen laughed and opened his arms. “Miss, I don’t hit gir-”

     

    Bai Yue formed a Taiji symbol with her steps, floating on her way to him.

     

    Tai Chi was used at full power. Qin Xiuwen never stood a chance.

     

    Bang!

     

    The punch sent him careening through the air.

     

    Qin Xiuwen’s girls cried out.

     

    “How foul!”

     

    “She struck before husband was ready.”

     

    “Yeah!”

     

    “The punch looked heavy. Will husband be alright?”

     

    “Punching husband’s face makes one’s heart hurt more.”

     

    The gorgeous girls were beset with worry, making the cultivators’ mouth twitch.

     

    They were bleeding from envy inside. [How did the bastard get so many babes to follow him?]

     

    They were all rooting for Bai Yue to kill the womanizer.

     

    It felt good when she punched the hell out of Qin Xiuwen.

     

    [Nice one! Way to go!]

     

    [Beat the bastard to a pulp, sister!]

     

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