Immortal Martial: Pushing Across the Two Worlds from Reality

"Getting to see him up close is certainly a good thing, but now that he's here, there'll be one fewer spot for the rest of us."

The Deep Space Sea preliminary selection was simple enough: one hundred thousand eligible young people would step onto the arena and fight one another at the same time. The match would only stop once a thousand people remained.

Each of them held a token inscribed with an array.

All they had to do was crush it to leave the arena.

That didn't mean they'd be safe if they lost, though. If the difference in strength between two opponents was too great, one could kill the other before he even had a chance to take out his token.

So many people would be eliminated in the very first round. That showed just how fierce the competition was.

As long as Jiang Shu stood there, no one dared attack him.

Never mind his formidable strength. His cultivation in the mid-stage of the Tenth Realm alone was enough to make these contestants, most of whom were only in the Ninth Realm, despair.

"It's only one spot. It's nothing to you and me."

"Competition was never this fierce in our day."

In the distant starry sky stood dozens of Venerables. One of them came over to Venerable Luo and said this.

Though Venerable Luo wasn't familiar with him, he believed one shouldn't strike a smiling face, so he nodded in agreement.

"Indeed. The selection used to be meant to weed out those whose realms weren't high enough. It was never this fierce."

After exchanging a few more words, the Venerable suddenly asked, out of the blue, "You look unfamiliar, fellow Daoist. We haven't spoken before, have we?"

The Venerable realm was the highest level at which one