To Lin Yi, this kind of restriction was useless as well. His spirit sense wasn't blocked at all, and he could easily penetrate it.
"It's number two hundred and thirteen!" Lin Yi smiled and showed the number to the person recording.
"Number two hundred and thirteen! Come on stage to draw the next person. " The person took a look and announced formally, leaving Lin Yi alone.
Yang qianxue was a little surprised-she didn't think that Lin Yi would pick her, but she was relieved to be able to compete with Lin Yi.
Of course, Lin Yi did this on purpose. He didn't need to worry about Leng rufeng, but yang qianxue was a little weak. Her talent wasn't bad, but her strength was greatly affected by repeated injuries and Qi deviation. Her Foundation was unstable too, and she needed to recuperate well.
After the test, Lin Yi would give yang qianxue some elixirs so that she could fully recover before going to the mystic division. As for now, Lin Yi, of course, had to take care of her.
In terms of talent, yang qianxue was definitely above Jiang He hai and Qin Yue. Her strength was far beyond the two of them before, but now, yang qianxue's combat power was the weakest among the three. In order to let Leng rufeng go to the mystic division Sea area with peace of mind, Lin Yi, as the boss, had to help.
Lin Yi had wanted to put Jiang hehai and Qin Yue in the same group, but yang qianxue's hands were too anxious when she reached in, pushing their numbers to the side. Lin Yi was speechless when he saw this with his divine sense. It seemed like some things couldn't be forced, and he could only let her be.
Jiang He hai and Qin Yue weren't in the same group as Lin Yi, but that idiot Ren Zhongyuan was the last person in the seventh group. When he saw that he was in the same group as Lin Yi, his face turned extremely ugly. His swollen face from Jiang He Hai's slap had already recovered, but it didn't look as good as it did before.
Lin Yi touched his chin, thinking that he could teach Ren Zhongyuan a lesson when he fought him. Even if he didn't want his life, he would at least make him suffer.
The drawing of lots was done rather quickly, and it did not take long for all ten groups to be drawn. Jiang He hai and Qin Yue were lucky, as their numbers had slipped to the side, so they were not drawn in the end. When Group Nine was drawn, they automatically became two people in group ten.
Although the second round was a one-on-one test of individual combat power, being able to be together would always give them some extra points. As long as they were not in the last place, they would be considered successful.
The seventh group, led by Lin Yi, saw that the first few groups had already started fighting. The middle-aged woman who had brought them here stood by the ring and turned around to look at the eleven people from Group Seven.
"I'm the judge of your assessment and competition. Now, I'll announce the rules. The principle of the arena competition is to stop when the time is right. No one is allowed to kill or cripple anyone. Those who kill will be disqualified, and those who cripple will have their points deducted according to the severity of the situation. At most, they can be judged as the last place in the group. I hope that everyone can control themselves when they attack." The middle-aged woman explained the rules calmly, surprising Lin Yi.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the first round was like a big wave washing away the sand. It didn't matter if people died or not. Only those who could survive were the elites. However, after the first round, these people who stayed could be seen as the seedlings needed by the mystic Sea region. Naturally, they had to be protected.
As long as the person wasn't dead and wasn't permanently disabled, it wouldn't affect them in the mystic division. Lin Yi laughed coldly in his heart after thinking it through. The people of the mystic division weren't good people after all, they were too realistic.
When they really went to the mystic class Sea area, there would probably be another brutal process of washing out the sand with big waves. Now that they had retained enough people, they could get more sand to wash out in the future, right?
However, this was good as well. At least Jiang He, Qin Yue, and the others wouldn't be in any life-threatening danger. Although Lin Yi hated Ren Zhongyuan, he didn't have any intention of killing him now.
"The outcome of the battle is very simple. Those who fall to the ground and can't get up within three breaths will lose, those who fall out of the ring will lose, and those who surrender will lose. Those who do not meet the above conditions will be considered a draw. The time limit is one incense's time. Two-on-two battles, and the cycle will repeat. You can use medicinal pills to recover during the intervals of the battle, but all props and medicinal pills are prohibited from being used in the battle." The middle-aged woman explained in detail, and Lin Yi suddenly thought of Wang Shiyang.
If this fellow were to participate in such an assessment and not be able to use talismans, wouldn't that mean that he would lose 70 - 80% of his combat strength? Of course, he also had the ability to teleport. However, if this rule was applied to his family, there would naturally be a huge restriction. Fortunately, his family was originally from the mystic Sea region, so they did not need to participate in such an assessment.
Lin Yi saw the middle-aged woman waving at him and yang qianxue, signaling for them to fight.
"Boss, we don't need to compete, right?" Yang qianxue whispered as she looked at Lin Yi.
She knew how strong Lin Yi was. Even Leng rufeng might not be his match, let alone her. However, she had never fought with Lin Yi before, so it might be a good experience to try. Perhaps she could learn a lot from it.
"It's fine, let's just spar for a bit. Let's go. " Lin Yi smiled, giving yang qianxue a comforting look.
He'd wanted to just give up on the match and let yang qianxue get two points, but he realized that wouldn't be good for her. He'd rather see how strong she was first.
"Alright," he said. Since Lin Yi said he wanted to fight, yang qianxue didn't reject him. In fact, she was eager to try.
Ren Zhongyuan's expression was serious as he prepared to see Lin Yi's skills. When Lin Yi first went to the soaring Cloud School, he was able to fight Leng rufeng to a draw. How much progress had he made?
Anyway, Ren Zhongyuan knew that he was no match for Lin Yi. In front of Leng rufeng, his strength was nothing but a piece of trash. There was probably no difference when he faced Lin Yi.
"Let's start!" After the two of them went up the ring, the middle-aged woman did not waste any time and immediately announced the start of the match.
"Attack with all your might, there's no need to hold back!" Lin Yi stood on the stage casually, signaling for yang qianxue to make her move.
"Good! Boss, I'm sorry!" Yang qianxue cupped her fists and smiled at Lin Yi, before pulling back her composure and getting into an attacking stance.
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