Qin Yan and Jiang Li were not particularly outstanding in terms of strength among this crowd of martial artists—both were at Peak Sixth Grade.
Furthermore, they were merely a two-person team.
Against an alliance that easily numbered dozens of people, the two of them appeared outnumbered and weak.
The moment the competition began, they were labeled as the "weak."
Persimmons ought to be squeezed where they are soft.
On this stage, the weak were the ones meant to be eliminated.
And Qin Yan and Jiang Li were the softest persimmons among this group of martial artists.
Just then, a four-person squad was charging toward Qin Yan and his companion!
There were four of them, three men and one woman. The men were burly, and the woman was petite.
Their robes varied, and their weapons differed, but none of them lacked in strength—all were Peak Sixth Grade Warriors.
The auras of the four locked onto Qin Yan and Jiang Li.
"Eliminate these two!"
At the order of the man leading them, the blood qi of all four erupted simultaneously! Crimson blood qi surged from within their bodies, resembling four red flames churning and leaping around them.
Their auras intertwined, forming a considerable pressure that crushed down toward Qin Yan and Jiang Li.
The four of them attacked at the same time—a blade, a sword, a fist, and a palm struck simultaneously from four directions, sealing off all avenues of retreat for Qin Yan and Jiang Li.
Seeing this, Jiang Li took a step forward and blocked the front of Qin Yan.
The golden spirit spear appeared in her hand—that Thousand-Pattern Spirit Weapon with nearly three thousand dao patterns was entirely golden, shining brilliantly upon the stage.
Her long hair streamed backward, her ponytail danced in the wind, and her robes fluttered