So Strong

After chatting with someone, Bian Chunchou sidled up to Wen Xu again. "Well? How capable is Junior Sister Jiang?"

Wen Xu was equally straightforward. "Not as good as you."

"Hehe, really?" Bian Chunchou was also at the Seventh Layer of Qi Refining, though unfortunately, he was assigned to Arena D. "When are you going up? I just took a look at Arena A. Chen Zui has already knocked Senior Brother Chen, one of the Outer Sect favorites, off the stage. The arena's empty now, but no one has gone up for ages."

But that was hardly surprising. Everyone only had three chances to take the stage. Without considering consecutive wins, they had to defeat at least three people each time they went up, right? Otherwise, accumulating ten victories would not be easy.

Bian Chunchou had roughly calculated it. If someone lost the first time they went up, then the path of defeating ten people in total would be blocked. Unless they won five straight matches during their second or third attempt, they would be eliminated in the preliminary round.

And if they could defeat three or four people on their first attempt, things would become much easier afterward. But... as the saying went, cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage were not that far apart in cultivation. Winning at least three people each time was no simple matter.

Still, it was understandable. There were simply too many Qi Refining Stage disciples. If the preliminary round were not made harsher, would they not be competing until the year of the monkey and month of the horse?

"What if no one keeps going up?"

Bian Chunchou clearly knew the competition rules well. "Then the referee at Arena A will randomly select cultivators to take the stage." In short, they would randomly pick an