329: The continent's strong gathered for a 1v1 elimination match of 1,000 people

"Alright, let's get down to business. Before you undergo the Beast God's trials, I need to gain a comprehensive understanding of your strength, abilities, combat prowess, and all other conditions."

"Therefore, everyone, let's have a competition now," Ye Wen said with a smile.

"Competition? What does that mean?" Many people looked bewildered.

"A 1v1 individual elimination tournament," Ye Wen explained with a smile, "Except for support system Spirit Masters, everyone must participate in this competition, engaging in one-on-one battles. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated."

"The further one progresses in the competition, the more benefits they will receive. In other words, this elimination tournament will largely determine the nature of the assessment you will be given."

So that's how it is!

Upon hearing this, those who had reached the Titled Douluo realm were delighted.

In other words, it's a one-on-one fight, a competition based on strength. These Titled Douluo would certainly be among the top-ranked individuals!

The ones who would ultimately reach the end, the champions, finalists, top four, top eight, and so on, would definitely be these Titled Douluo!

"Hahahaha! Good! Then let's compete! There are no more than twenty Titled Douluo here. How could I, Snake Lance, not be among the top twenty?" Snake Lance Douluo said proudly.

"Don't be happy too soon. The purpose of this competition is to understand the intensity of your combat power, not your current strength. Therefore, to better achieve the effect I want to see, I will try my best to make the competition fairer."

"The Soul Power that everyone can mobilize will be suppressed by me to level 71! Those who have not reached level 71 will also have their Soul Power increased to the equivalent of level 71."

After Ye Wen finished speaking, he waved his hand, and with a boom!

A terrifying force from the Beast God descended, striking everyone. At that instant, Snake Lance Douluo felt his Soul Power instantly weaken, and everyone else felt the same.

And those whose Soul Power was below level 71, like Su Yuntao, also felt their Soul Power suddenly surge.

"This seal only suppresses everyone's Soul Power, allowing everyone to use Soul Power at the level of 71. However, it does not seal the spirit rings or the power of each spirit ring's age."

"In other words, a Titled Douluo can still use nine spirit rings, and the age of your spirit rings still determines their power. It's just that the mobilized Soul Power has reached the same starting line."

Upon hearing this, the many Titled Douluo breathed a sigh of relief. Although their strength was greatly weakened, they still had the advantage of one or two more spirit rings and Spirit Abilities compared to Spirit Douluo and Spirit Saints.

Moreover, the eighth and ninth spirit rings of a Titled Douluo have higher ages, so even with equal Soul Power, their skill power is stronger.

With these two advantages, Titled Douluo were still formidable.

"Now, let's begin."

Ye Wen had already counted everyone. There were a total of nine hundred and seventy-two people, of whom one hundred and two were support system Spirit Masters.

This meant that only 870 people would participate in the competition.

Among them, there were 13 Titled Douluo.

Around two hundred Spirit Douluo.

Around five hundred Spirit Saints, and the vast majority of the rest were Spirit Emperors, with a very small number, less than ten, of Spirit Kings, and one Spirit Ancestor, Su Yuntao.

He then waved his hand, and 870 energy papers, which he had already prepared, instantly flew into the sky. After a round of shuffling, they fell into everyone's hands.

"Each energy paper has a number, randomly assigned after shuffling. There are numbers from 1 to 870. Number 1 and Number 2 will fight, Number 3 and Number 4 will fight, and so on. Do you understand?" Ye Wen asked.

"Understood."

Everyone nodded.

"Very good, then let's begin."

"Within this Beast God Space, as long as you don't go to the assessment grounds, you can find any place to fight, and I will be able to observe you all," Ye Wen's words fell.

"Go!!! You come with me!!!"

"Hey, hey, hey, who's number 666! Come over here quickly!" Snake Lance Douluo called out.

"Damn it!!! Wuwuwu, what kind of luck is this! My opponent is actually Light Plume Douluo." A Spirit Saint cried out in despair.

Everyone immediately took action, finding their corresponding opponents and looking for a place to duel. Some were happy, some were sad.

Ye Wen observed everyone's performance from a God's perspective. With the same amount of Soul Power used, it actually tested combat awareness, combat ability, close-quarters combat ability, and whether they could better use their Spirit and Spirit Abilities in battle.

These were the things Ye Wen wanted to see and understand.

So, there was no need to look at the Titled Douluo first; they definitely wouldn't lose in the first round.

Ye Wen's main focus was on Su Yuntao, as he was the only underdog Ye Wen wanted to cultivate.

And Su Yuntao's luck, it must be said, was very good. His first opponent was actually a level 59 Spirit King.

Spirit Kings were already considered among the bottom-tier weaklings here.

"I am Su Yuntao, a level 41, four-ringed Battle Spirit Ancestor. Please enlighten me," Su Yuntao politely cupped his hands, showing respect to his opponent.

"Hmph, just a level 41 piece of trash." The opponent was very disdainful internally. If it weren't for Ye Wen seeming to particularly favor Su Yuntao, he wouldn't even have given him a second glance. He said disrespectfully, "Wang Long, a level 59, five-ringed Battle Spirit Master."

After speaking, Wang Long immediately made his move.

"Spirit Assimilation!!!"

"Roar!!!"

It was a baboon, a Wind Baboon Spirit. The Spirit's quality was medium, and its spirit ring configuration was yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, a standard top-tier configuration.

"Spirit Assimilation, Lone Wolf!!!"

Su Yuntao also released his Spirit. His Lone Wolf Spirit was actually not bad; it was also a Spirit close to medium quality. However, his innate Soul Power was too weak, only level 2, so his talent was very weak, and he cultivated very slowly.

At 47 years old, he had only just reached level 41 Soul Power, and his spirit ring configuration was white, white, yellow, purple.

"Heh, trash with two ten-year spirit rings? So weak! Damn it, I don't know what Beast God-sama saw in him!" Seeing Su Yuntao's spirit ring configuration, Wang Long became even more disdainful, mocking him internally.

He completely disregarded Su Yuntao, charging directly forward and throwing a punch.

The opponent was contemptuous, but Su Yuntao was incredibly serious, focused, and went all out: "Second Spirit Ability, Lone Wolf Gale!!!"

"Oh? You're quite fast." Wang Long was still disdainful, using Soul Power to protect himself and block, but soon, he thought of something: "Not good! I forgot, everyone's Soul Power can now unleash level 71 power."

"It's over!!!"

By the time Wang Long realized it, it was too late.

Su Yuntao's incredibly swift Spirit Ability power had already struck Wang Long.

Bang!

Boom boom!

"Uwaaaah!!!" Wang Long was severely hit, sustaining a wound that greatly affected his combat ability.