197: Individual Competition

Xia Qi's voice was extremely penetrating, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in the arena.

Outside the arena, everyone also heard his words through the projection screen.

Provocation, naked provocation.

But now, Sikong couldn't make a move against Xia Qi.

This was the Professional Competition; even if his grandfather was Situ Mu, Dean, he couldn't act here.

Making a move here would be challenging the authority of the Dragon Kingdom.

Let alone the Dean of West Wind Academy, even the Principal had to abide by the rules here.

Outside the arena, the one with the worst expression was West Wind Academy's Dean, Situ Mu, Dean.

Xia Qi's action was undoubtedly a provocation to West Wind Academy.

Moreover, his West Wind Academy had actually missed out on such a talent.

He was both angry and hateful!

With the end of the team competition, today's events officially concluded.

Xia Qi returned to the ground, and the four women came forward to greet him.

Others who saw this were filled with envy.

Not only was he strong, but he also had four beautiful women by his side.

Upon returning to their lodging, Xia Qi didn't have to lift a finger for anything.

The four women had already arranged everything properly.

Next, they only had to wait for the second day's competition.

"Xia Qi, do you want some fruit?"

"Xia Qi, are you tired? I'll give you a shoulder massage."

"Junior Xia Qi, this is the personal competition data I've organized; please take another look!"

...

That night, Xia Qi fell asleep in his room.

The door opened gently, and a pair of fair legs sat beside Xia Qi.

She tucked Xia Qi in, kissed him lightly, and then left.

The next day, Xia Qi woke up.

Seeing nothing unusual around him, he opened his room door.

Yu Qiu had already prepared breakfast, just waiting for Xia Qi to get up.

After washing up, the four women were already seated at the table.

No one spoke; they each ate their meal.

Sometimes, Yun Qingyue and Lina would glance at Xia Qi.

When they finished eating, the five of them left together.

They arrived at the competition venue; today's event was the personal competition's elimination round.

It also had an extremely high elimination rate, and the number of participants was not much less than the team competition.

Those who participated in the team competition could also participate in the personal competition.

So many people from the team competition appeared here.

As soon as Xia Qi appeared, he became the focus of the entire arena.

Not only because of the four women beside him, but more so because of his performance yesterday.

Since he participated in the team competition alone, it was very likely he would participate in the personal competition.

So many people were looking for him, anticipating his performance today.

"Big Shot Xia Qi is indeed here!"

"I heard from a friend that when he first entered Shengjing University, he cleared a dungeon alone."

"Those are minor things; he's also the National Champion."

"Do you know how difficult that dungeon is?!"

...

As the God War Arena rose again, the discussions around them ceased abruptly.

All participating contestants entered the arena to take part in the first round of the elimination competition.

With so many participants this time, it was impossible to do it one by one.

That would not only waste resources but also take a lot of time.

Everyone on the God War Arena arrived in a huge square.

The first round was a pressure test.

After everyone was present, the first test officially began.

On the God War Arena, a huge pressure poured down on everyone.

As soon as the pressure came down, many people were bent over.

Xia Qi stood in the arena, completely unaffected.

As the pressure test continued, some people began to falter.

This pressure test was divided according to each person's group.

Therefore, Xia Qi was enduring the pressure for levels thirty to thirty-nine.

However, this bit of pressure was nothing to him.

He didn't even feel a hint of suppression.

The pressure test required enduring pressure for half an hour.

This round tested physical fitness; those with poor physical fitness had already collapsed.

Then, they were teleported out.

Around Xia Qi, one person after another was teleported away.

The square, originally with nearly two hundred thousand people, had lost tens of thousands in just over ten minutes.

And facing this pressure, Xia Qi felt nothing at all.

He even felt a bit sleepy, so he simply sat down on the ground.

"This kid, we really should increase the intensity for him!"

General Hu saw it and said with a smile.

"What, are you planning to send him to that place?"

Tu Yuanshan, beside him, smiled and said.

"Look at this kid's strength; it's already enough!"

"He's much stronger than I was back then; in the future, it will be the world of these young people."

General Hu sighed with emotion.

"Why do you look like a kind father and filial son, as if he's your son."

Tu Yuanshan said.

"What, is that not allowed?!"

...

Soon, the first round ended, and of the original two hundred thousand people, only one hundred and fifty thousand remained.

Again, just like before, all injuries on everyone's bodies instantly recovered.

There was a ten-minute break.

Immediately after, the second challenge began.

Xia Qi saw two familiar faces in this competition.

One was Sikong, and the other was his older sister, Sima Mingyue.

Xia Qi glanced at Sima Mingyue and found that she was looking at him.

The two of them, with great tacit agreement, turned their heads away, as if nothing had happened.

Sikong didn't notice this, his eyes fixed on Xia Qi.

When it came to the arena competition, he would definitely make Xia Qi pay.

The break ended, and the second round of competition began.

This round was a combat test.

The remaining people were teleported to their respective arenas.

In front of Xia Qi was a Low-level demon.

Xia Qi hadn't expected such a creature to be used as a personal competition challenge.

Although the difficulty would increase, Xia Qi quickly controlled the Low-level demon.

He didn't rush to leave; he continued to fight with the Low-level demon.

Releasing the Low-level demon, Xia Qi immediately attacked it.

Xia Qi suppressed his strength, fighting directly with the Low-level demon without using any skills.

As time passed, Xia Qi also became familiar with the Low-level demon's fighting style.

Although it was stronger than the ones he had defeated before, there wasn't much difference.

After Xia Qi dealt with the Low-level demon, he returned to the square.

Most people had already completed the challenge; now only one hundred thousand remained here.

Many people were getting nervous because the next challenge was the key to their advancement.

Every Professional Competition would eliminate about ninety percent of the people in the elimination round.

The highest ever was ninety-seven percent directly eliminated.

No one wanted to be eliminated; having come all this way, they had to advance.

When the third challenge began, everyone was teleported to one place.

Before them, strikingly, was a dungeon entrance.

A majestic voice appeared in everyone's ears.

"Clear the dungeon within three hours, and you will advance!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone rushed towards the dungeon entrance.

Since there was a time limit, they had to seize every second.