Chen Wen Chose the Weakest One-Fine, You're All Provoking Me, Aren't You?

After hearing the rules, the leaders of the various powers were all shaken.

Even from their perspective, the rules for this round were far too harsh.

It looked like there were three rounds, but in truth, everyone had only one chance.

Once they lost, they had truly lost.

So, choosing an opponent was crucial.

If they chose someone who played the pig to eat the tiger, then even with the right to choose, it would still be useless.

For a time, a tense and oppressive atmosphere filled both inside and outside the arena.

Within the Immortal Seeking Assembly's Grand Arena.

At this moment, many disciples were eyeing one another, as if weighing whom to choose as their opponents.

And in those few short breaths, Chen Wen had already felt more than twenty gazes fall upon him.

Moreover, over half of those gazes came from the Sons of Heaven.

Because he possessed absolute freedom of choice; whom he chose depended entirely on his own wishes.

Thus, those who disliked him could only fret helplessly.

Very soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

Ten Battle Arenas rose within the Grand Arena.

A resonant voice rang out as well. "The second round officially begins. Those who have chosen their opponents may take the stage on their own."

"After sixty people have been decided, the second round will proceed, and so on."

As soon as the words fell, the scene sank into dead silence.

Chen Wen's gaze shifted before landing on a disciple who was only at the Ninth Layer Supreme Realm.

Judging from his aura, this disciple was the weakest person here.

Since he possessed absolute freedom of choice, naturally, he would choose the weakest one.

Moreover, this disciple happened to be from the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

Well, wasn't that a coincidence?

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