Spirit Body Users and Heavenly Spirit Root cultivators appeared one after another, and Wang Youwei felt tremendous pressure.
He was a descendant of the Azure Lotus Couple. There were quite a few cultivators from backgrounds better than his, and others possessed better aptitude than he did. The cultivation methods they practiced were probably superior to his as well.
There was no helping it. The Wang Family had only a handful of Earth-Rank Techniques, and Wang Youwei cultivated a Mystic Grade Cultivation Method. If he could obtain a Mystic Power Fruit, he could somewhat make up the gap between himself and the other geniuses.
Wang Youwei took a deep breath and stepped down from the Arena. All he could do was give it his all. Winning would naturally be best, but if he lost, he would get to witness the outstanding young talents painstakingly raised by other factions. That would be a good thing too—beyond the heavens, there were more heavens; beyond people, there were greater people.
For the first time, he felt just how ordinary he was.
The first round of matches ended, and seven hundred and sixty Foundation Establishment Cultivators advanced to the next round.
Wang Youwei drew lot number twenty. His match was relatively late, allowing him to observe the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators' spell battles.
Wang Huaxiao drew the number one lot of Group D. His opponent was a short, fat Yellow-Shirted Youth at the Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer.
The moment the match began, the Yellow-Shirted Youth produced a palm-sized Yellow Command Flag and formed several hand seals. Countless profound yellow runes lit up across its surface, and it suddenly expanded to over ten feet tall, planting itself before him. It released a hazy yellow gale that protected his entire body.
Almost at the same time, a