Among the ghosts in the God-Stage, the giant bear ghost cultivator is considered to be of super strength; unfortunately, the heroes cannot withstand many people. Faced with the beatings of hundreds of ghost cultivators in the God-Stage, he has no power to fight back.

Just a few steps from Jiang Wei to the edge of the arena, the giant bear ghost cultivator was beaten to death.

"This naughty kid, don't look at the other party's strength first... Besides, I don't think about competing with me..." Jiang Wei shook his head and called the ghost soldiers who maintained order on the side, "Splitting them apart, and then fighting them will cause a 'ghost life'!"

Immediately, a team of elite ghost soldiers who were close to the perfect level of the God-Stage stepped forward, forcibly separated the ghosts, and rescued the giant bear ghost cultivator.

Although this team of elite ghost soldiers has only twenty or thirty people, and their strength has not yet reached the completion of the God-Stage; however, they represent Tianhuang Pavilion, so these casual cultivators naturally dare not be arrogant. You must know that around this arena, there are many soul-condensing ghost cultivators in Tianhuang Pavilion; these soul-condensing ghost cultivators are more respectful of the identities and will not take action under normal circumstances, but if they really encounter something, they will definitely stand up.

"Hey..." Looking at the giant bear ghost cultivator who was beaten so hard that he didn't even recognize his mother, Jiang Wei said, "Brother, is this competition more important?"

"I...I even..." The giant bear ghost cultivator can't even speak clearly now; he quarreled for a long time, and Jiang Wei barely understood it - I was even more difficult to move my fingers, and I was even more maiden...

"Then I won this game!" Jiang Wei waved his hand and signaled the elite ghost soldiers to take him down to recover first.

Although these elite ghost soldiers also have the strength to be close to the perfection of the God-State, their status is completely incomparable to Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei can easily enter the Soul Condensation Period and have unlimited potential in the future; and the achievements of these elite ghost soldiers in this life may only stop at the perfection of the God-State—the huge gap in potential, which has caused a huge gap in status.

It is the disciple who is the master of Tianhuang Pavilion, and the elite ghost soldiers can only be servants of Tianhuang Pavilion.

"Thank you..." Although the giant bear ghost cultivator's mind was not good, and he was now being beaten to the point of being confused, he still had some ability to distinguish right from wrong; he knew that if it weren't for Jiang Wei's help today, he might have been beaten to death.

Jiang Wei smiled and didn't say anything.

Jiang Wei is not a good person with a Bodhisattva's heart, nor is he suddenly overwhelmed with love to save this giant bear ghost cultivator; the reason why he helped him was just to figure out how this giant bear ghost cultivator made his soul strength exceed one hundred times!

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After this battle, Jiang Wei won five more consecutive games in the following days.

These five battles naturally failed to cause any trouble to Jiang Wei; even the opponents Jiang Wei encountered were very mediocre, not much stronger than the ordinary God-Stage. Therefore, Jiang Wei won these five battles very neatly.

"Bang!"

Jiang Wei's sixth opponent was thrown away by Jiang Wei's punch.

"I admit defeat!" The moment the ghost cultivator landed, he shouted loudly; obviously, Jiang Wei did not take any serious action, otherwise he would have no chance to speak out.

This kind of martial arts competition is not just a joke; if you shout lightly and the opponent and the referee don’t hear it, it will be a tragedy!

"Jiang Weisheng!" The referee on the side was also a member of Tianhuang Pavilion, but he was not a disciple, and his status was far less high than Jiang Wei.

Since then, Jiang Wei has won six battles.

Jiang Wei walked off the ring calmly, but thought to himself: "These ghost cultivators are so weak, why should they participate in the competition? With their strength, are they still trying to get the opportunity to be promoted to the Soul Condensation Stage? Isn't this purely a person who is here to seek abuse?"

Jiang Wei didn't know that among these weak "soy sauce parties", there were actually many lucky ones who had the best chance to make a comeback.

After all, there are sixteen rings, and there are always one or two rings without masters. One or two rings without masters will eventually have ordinary ghost cultivators entering the finals; as long as they enter the finals, their goals will be achieved.

In fact, this is also the intentional arrangement of Tianhuang Pavilion; only the hope of giving those weak ghost cultivators a glimmer of hope will they flock to participate in the competition, right? It’s like buying lottery tickets, but in fact there are only one or two people who win, but everyone thinks they will win; so there are more people who buy lottery tickets.

Moreover, some ghosts, even if they lose during the competition, will be favored by Tianhuang Pavilion as long as they perform amazingly. For example, the snake-haired female ghost who fought against Fang Siqi will be directly absorbed by Tianhuang Pavilion after the competition; and it can be foreseeable that in the near future, they will be promoted to the Soul Condensation Stage and enter the ranks of masters.

"Junior Brother Jiang, he acted very eye-catching!"

As soon as Jiang Wei walked off the ring, he heard Fang Siqi's sarcastic sarcasm.

Although Jiang Wei won six battles and won very cleanly every time, in Fang Siqi's opinion, Jiang Wei's opponents are too weak, and it is nothing strange to win such an opponent. Because Fang Siqi won every battle after fighting with the snake-haired female ghost.

"If he can win an opponent like me, like the snake-haired female ghost, that will only be able to attract my attention!" Fang Siqi thought with a conceited thought.

Fang Siqi would never know that Jiang Wei survived the siege of a hundred ghosts with a soul strength of up to three hundred times, and also killed all the 100 ghosts. Any such ghost would be no less than a snake-haired female ghost; let alone a hundred people join forces to siege.

It was precisely because he didn't know that Fang Siqi naively thought that Jiang Wei's strength was stronger than that of ordinary ghosts who were perfect in the God-Stage, and he was much weaker than himself.

"No matter how eye-catching the performance is, it is not as good as Senior Brother Fang!" Jiang Wei replied lukewarmly. Jiang Wei had no intention of having sex with Fang Siqishan, so there was no need to give him face.

"It's natural that I can't compare to me!" Fang Siqi laughed un modestly, "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Jiang, you will be with me in the No. 7 ring. I don't know if it's fate, or... Junior Brother Jiang, you came to your door to die! Haha, these are nothing more important. Senior Brother, I have been looking forward to fighting with you for a long time - I'm afraid I won't be able to meet Junior Brother Jiang during the competition, so I specially asked someone to help me arrange it..."

"After something?" Jiang Wei looked at Fang Siqi jokingly. With Jiang Wei's current strength, no matter how Fang Siqi struggled, it was actually no different from the jumping clown.

"There is no big arrangement, so I will arrange my opponent in the next competition as you!" Speaking of this, Fang Siqi carefully observed Jiang Wei's face, hoping to see fear and fear on Jiang Wei's face; however, he was disappointed.

Fang Siqi continued to sarcastically: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to remind you - I have never been a serious person. I hope you will perform better during the competition; if you accidentally knock you out of your mind, you will be embarrassed!"
Chapter completed!