As soon as Gu Li finished speaking, he immediately unleashed a vast and terrifying Spiritual Strength within his body, spreading across the entire plaza.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of stone platforms appeared out of thin air, suspended in mid-air above the plaza, and above them, Gu Li's Soul Power released an extremely terrifying soul pressure.
Under these circumstances, the thousands of alchemists on the platform leaped up and appeared on the suspended stone platform in a few flashes.
As they stepped onto the stone platform, a terrifying pressure, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on them, crashed down upon them, causing their bodies to sink downwards.
Some of them even managed to hold on for a few breaths before losing their balance and falling off the stone platform. Those people were then disqualified by Gu Li and had no choice but to leave the arena dejectedly.
Of course, most of these people were obviously aware of the rules on this stone platform. The moment the soul pressure attacked, an invisible Spiritual Strength instantly surged out from between their brows, trying its best to resist the terrifying soul pressure.
At the same time, they dared not relax their feet even slightly. These stone platforms were suspended in the air, but that didn't mean they were absolutely stable. Under the mutual resistance of the two forces, many of the stone platforms had begun to tilt. And at this moment, the second round of elimination was officially announced to have begun.
In just a short while, many more people fell off the stone platform. In less than an hour, nearly half of the thousands of people on the platform had fallen off.
Those still standing on the stone platform were not all in such an easy position. Although they could barely keep their feet steady, the platform was wobbling for many of them. If this round continued any longer, many more would probably fall off the platform.
Of course, among them were not those with exceptional strength. There were no fewer than ten Ninth-Grade Alchemist who stood proudly under the powerful soul pressure. Clearly, this pressure had not yet reached their limit. This brought a satisfied smile to the face of Gu Li, who had been observing everyone.
On the stands, Xiao Yan was also amazed by what he saw. Such methods were truly swift and decisive.
If Gu Li's Spiritual Strength were to truly erupt, these eighth and ninth-grade alchemists would be unable to withstand even the residual force. However, Gu Li's current method is the fastest way to conduct the elimination rounds.
After these two rounds of elimination, it will be time for the real battle. Alchemists are most skilled at alchemy, which they are proud of. When the time for the second round was up, Gu Li's soul pressure that had spread throughout the entire Void Plaza receded as quickly as the tide. Without further ado, the third round of alchemy officially began!
For Xiao Yan and his companions, the competition between eighth and ninth-grade alchemists was like children playing, utterly uninteresting.
Therefore, after the alchemy began, it was only a short while before Xiao Yan on the platform got bored and fell asleep. If it weren't for Gu Li and the others beside him, he probably would have turned around and left long ago.
In the blink of an eye, four hours had passed quietly. The crowd in the stands looked bored, and apart from a few individuals, almost everyone was asleep.
"Cough cough..."
Suddenly, a soft cough echoed from the stands, waking Xiao Yan.
"Hehe, Brother Wei Yi, look how boring this is right now, and it's been so many years since we last met. I'm quite curious about our current strength. How about we have a game?"
The speaker was none other than Mo Zhai of Nanlin City.
At this moment, Mo Zhai looked at Wei Yi with a sly smile, toying with the teacup in his hand, and said with a laugh.
"Hmph, what's there to talk about between us? If you want to know my true strength, we'll see at the grand assembly!"
Upon hearing Mo Zhai's words, Wei Yi let out a cold snort and glanced at Mo Zhai with a cold expression.
Mo Zhai, however, was not surprised at all. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he looked up at Wei Yi with disdain and sneered:
"What, Brother Wei Yi, are you afraid to compete with me? I think it's not that you don't want to reveal your strength, but rather that you simply don't have the ability to contend with me. After all these years, your alchemy skills have remained stagnant!"
" Mo Zhai, you're courting death!"
Mo Zhai's provocative words instantly ignited Wei Yi Wei Yi's anger. He slammed his withered hand on the armrest of the stone chair, sending stone chips flying as he stood up.
With a cold snort, Wei Yi's powerful Dou Qi surged forth instantly, and the terrifying aura of One-Star Half-Emperor swept out, fiercely attacking Mo Zhai.
"Hey, what, you want to fight me? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Seeing this, Mo Zhai let out another cold laugh. With a thought, an extremely domineering and terrifying aura instantly swept out from his body, clashing fiercely with Wei Yi's aura.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, several powerful figures on the stands quickly retreated, while Gu Li looked at the two with a gloomy expression, but ultimately said nothing.
Wei Yi looked at Mo Zhai with a solemn expression. For so many years, his strength had stagnated at the level of One-Star Half-Emperor, and it seemed impossible for him to make any further progress. But now, looking at Mo Zhai, his strength had already reached the level of Three-Star Half-Emperor. On the surface, he was almost on par with Xiao Yan. How could Wei Yi possibly deal with such strength?
"Hmph! Even if my strength is inferior to yours, when it comes to Spiritual Strength, I have never been afraid of anyone!"
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Mo Zhai's eyes, and he said with a cold laugh:
"Oh, is that so? Since you're confident your Spiritual Strength is no less than mine, but we're both alchemists after all, then today, let's play around with things related to alchemists..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zhai slowly raised his hand, and then with a thought, a ball of blue-green flame appeared in his palm with a "Mo Zhai poof".
Xiao Yan was also drawn to the flames and turned his gaze, and their eyes met.
Mo Zhai smiled again, his cold smile deepening, and slowly he spoke:
"Why don't you come along, Brother Yan Xiao?"
Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow, narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Mo Zhai, but ultimately chuckled and lazily replied:
"Not interested..."
At this moment, Mo Zhai clearly wanted to investigate the true strength of the two of them as soon as possible, so how could he easily let go of the opportunity to let Xiao Yan make a move?
"Two people are no fun. Why don't you join in, Brother Yan Xiao? We can always add some bets. Wouldn't that make it more interesting?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zhai flipped his hand, and a crimson-gold crystal appeared in his hand. Mo Zhai Xiao Yan's expression changed once again at this moment.
After staring intently at the crystal for a moment, Xiao Yan looked up at Mo Zhai and nodded emphatically.
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