The first round of matches had ended, and the second round soon began.
But even after the first round, the remaining contestants still numbered nearly two hundred thousand—almost twice as many as there had been in any of the previous four stages!
"This time, I should finally run into someone who'll earn me a decent number of Points, right?"
When it was Qin Shaofeng's turn to enter the match space, he was full of anticipation.
But it seemed heaven had no intention of showing Qin Shaofeng any favor. When he saw his second opponent, he nearly jumped up and cursed.
First level!
First level of the Nirvana Realm!
His second opponent was actually only at the first level of the Nirvana Realm!??
Qin Shaofeng was speechless. He had never imagined that, besides himself, there would be someone else at the first level of the Nirvana Realm who'd come to compete in a tournament like this.
Especially...
He could sense that his opponent hadn't just failed to cultivate a Law Pill; he was still some distance away from reaching the point where he could cultivate one.
This guy was a complete Pseudo Nirvana Realm cultivator!
To be honest, Qin Shaofeng had no idea what was going on. How had he ended up facing an opponent like this?
What the hell was this?
They'd already made it through one round. How could there still be such a weakling?
Qin Shaofeng was exasperated, his heart sinking with sorrow.
What, had this Pseudo Nirvana Realm cultivator come here to get himself killed?
I've got no problem with you getting yourself killed, but couldn't you have waited until you'd cultivated to a higher level before coming here?
Then I could've challenged someone above my level and earned some Points!
But a first-level fighter against another