The third round of screening was in full swing. Every day, Ling Tian and the other two thousand participants fought experts selected by the Heavenly Lord-level figures. Their combat awareness and skills improved to some extent. A month later, cultivators at the Great Perfection stage of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal realm also joined the screening, increasing the pressure on Ling Tian and the others once again. Fortunately, they only had to face one such expert each day, which was still bearable.
Just as Po Qiong had said, with the strength Ling Tian had shown so far, his chances of beating a cultivator at the Great Perfection stage of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal realm were pitifully slim. Even after using every trick up his sleeve, he could only just manage a draw. After several days, he had lost three matches and drawn two.
Compared to Ling Tian's record, everyone else fared even worse, except for Fairy Meng Shang and the others. Many were lucky to manage even one draw against an opponent at the Great Perfection stage of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal realm; most were defeated in every match.
That day, after finishing his first four matches, Ling Tian faced the sixth cultivator at the Great Perfection stage of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal realm.
But when he saw his opponent, Ling Tian gaped in astonishment. The man had walked onto the arena with a fox.
"Eh, the Beast Taming Clan?" Ling Tian stared at the man, his confusion plain on his face.
"What, is that not allowed?" Ling Tian's opponent was a middle-aged man. Seeing Ling Tian's astonished expression, he smiled faintly. "You're not the first to be surprised when you see me. Are you wondering if, in the future plane wars, bringing a savage beast into