772, Half a Year Later: The Theory of Fortune

Lu Lin froze.

What was going on?

He ranked 204th. That much, at least, made sense.

After all, he had spent a long time dealing with that member of the Illusion Race.

But this was only the first match. Why were there so few contestants?

Could it be that some people had been unable to make it in time because they had other things to do?

Impossible.

Lu Lin almost instinctively dismissed the idea.

The Cosmic Genius Competition was a rare opportunity for everyone, one that came only once in a lifetime.

Since those people had taken part in the preliminaries, they couldn't possibly skip the selection for the main group competition.

What on earth had caused the number of contestants to drop?

Lu Lin couldn't figure it out.

After exiting the device, he took out his communicator and searched the web for information.

He found out soon enough.

It was just like what he had done during the battle.

The number of contestants had fallen because some Martial Artists had died.

Lu Lin had only killed one person.

But during the competition, many contestants were evenly matched, or harbored ulterior motives. They wouldn't give their opponents a chance to surrender or kill themselves.

They killed them outright.

Still, wasn't everyone moving a little too quickly?

A thousand battles would take nearly three years to complete.

Yet this was only the first match, and more than twenty people in Lu Lin's group had already died. At this rate, all the matches in the main group competition would be over before three years had passed.

Even if things didn't get this bloody, everyone's matches would be over within a year at most.

When he left the room, Xueye, Jiang Yu, and the others were waiting downstairs.

Lu Lin had been fairly