Seeing the two of them recklessly continuing to challenge Qi Ling, Qi Ling felt quite helpless. He could sense that these three people were from some unknown world. Although they did not have Martial Soul, they had all cultivated other mysterious powers.
This is actually quite easy to understand. Every world is different, and not all worlds use Martial Soul as a unified power. For example, in Tang San's previous life, there was no such thing as Martial Soul.
If we categorize them by Soul Master strength, these three are only close to the level of Titled Douluo, which is hardly impressive. No wonder they can only resort to petty theft.
One of them, wielding a knife, and the other a gun, launched a simultaneous attack on Qi Ling after they thought they had found an opportunity, striking his chest and back respectively.
What filled them with despair was that although their weapons were not divine weapons, they were still among the best of the best, yet they couldn't even pierce Qi Ling's skin when they were used to cut him.
"You, you freak, are you even human? You're clearly a monster!" the two exclaimed in terror, for in their world, no one had ever been able to ignore the damage from swords and blades like this.
Actually, what Qi Ling wanted to say was that it wasn't because she was too strong, but because they were too weak. Even the weapons in their hands couldn't unleash their full potential, so it's no wonder that this competition required preliminary selection.
"Since you're all prepared, then I won't hold back!" Qi Ling said, reaching out to grasp the spear in front of her chest, and then gently pulling it away to snatch it into her own hand.
In a panic, the two immediately tried to flee, but Qi Ling struck each of them on the head with the butt of her gun, knocking them unconscious. Even after arriving in this world, Qi Ling still didn't enjoy killing.
Under these circumstances, at least these three people can forget about participating in the competition, although it would have been difficult for them to even participate in the competition given their abilities.
After dealing with the three, Qi Ling returned to Kurumi and Xiaoyu's side. Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep leaning against Kurumi's arm. Although Qi Ling had given her a simple antidote, the weakness and fatigue in her body would not disappear for a while.
Left with no other choice, Qi Ling carried Xiaoyu on her back and set off with Kurumi once again. Since she had already promised to go with her, she couldn't just leave her there.
As Kurumi watched Qi Ling carry Xiaoyu on her back, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hehe, as expected, Bai Di, you are very gentle. And the way you fought those three just now was also very cool. That was your true strength, wasn't it?"
Qi Ling silently broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Haha, it's nothing. I don't have many strengths, just a lot of brute force. They were just unlucky; they happened to challenge areas that I'm good at, which is why I was able to defeat them."
"Huh? I didn't know that brute force could break someone's arm." Kurumi said at this moment, " Bai Di, actually you... are you born with superhuman Divine Power?"
Qi Ling's heart, which had just jumped, immediately calmed down. She said, "Ah, yes, yes, I'm naturally Divine Power! I really don't know martial arts!"
A day later, the three of them finally arrived at their destination on the map, the legendary Magic Fairy Castle! Looking at the tall and majestic city gate in front of them, Qi Ling finally felt valued.
Upon entering the city, Qi Ling was taken aback by what he saw. He had anticipated that the competition would attract a large number of participants; after all, with so many worlds, surely some exceptionally talented individuals would be selected?
But he didn't expect there to be so many people. The open spaces in the city were almost full of people, some sitting and some standing, all of whom seemed very wary.
Using her exceptional eyesight and calculation abilities, Qi Ling roughly estimated that there were at least a thousand people here, not including those who might have already hidden themselves. Based on this, she estimated that the number was at least over 1,200.
"What a grand scene! I never expected there to be so many people!" Qi Ling exclaimed. "Where did they find all these people? It's truly astonishing."
Kurumi, standing to the side, chuckled, "Although there are many people, most of them are just filling in and are of little use. If I were to estimate, at most two hundred people here are qualified to participate in the competition."
"That's quite impressive. Are all these people here to compete for the Demon God's Godhood? Just how attractive is that thing?" Qi Ling couldn't help but exclaim.
Kurumi, standing to the side, then said, "Actually, most of them know they have no chance of winning, but that doesn't stop them from participating in the competition and gaining benefits."
"The benefits they can gain are far greater than you imagine, so you don't need to worry at all about why they're participating in the competition."
Qi Ling laughed helplessly, "Haha, what do I have to worry about? I never intended to win in the end. With my strength, that's something I wouldn't even dare to dream of."
But after hearing what Qi Ling said, Kurumi looked at Qi Ling meaningfully and said, "Huh? Really? But I think you're very strong. The Demon God's Godhood might really be yours."
"You flatter me, Kurumi. I already said you're giving me too much credit!" Qi Ling said helplessly. "Ah, look, it seems like an examiner is coming over. Everyone's making their moves."
What allowed Qi Ling to successfully change the subject was a staff member dressed in a formal suit with a very distinctive appearance; he was also the only person to emerge from inside the castle.
Everyone knew that only staff members of the competition were allowed to come out of the castle, so as soon as they saw him, everyone's attention was drawn to him, eager to see what he would say.
The man stood before everyone, scanned them, and without fixing his gaze on anyone, announced directly, "There are three hours left until the registration time for the competition! Anyone who hasn't reached the castle in three hours will be disqualified!"
"To all the contestants already here, please don't let your guard down. If you are not inside the castle in three hours, for any reason, you will be disqualified from the competition. Please take note!"
Everyone remembered what this person said. Although Qi Ling didn't know their experiences, she assumed that everyone had at least gone through the first selection process and knew that these people's orders could not be disobeyed.
Of the people here, how many will ultimately survive the three hours?