Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1186 - 1186 1186 Determining the Top Hundred_1

1186: Chapter 1186: Determining the Top Hundred_1 1186: Chapter 1186: Determining the Top Hundred_1 In one move, just one, the thin old man was slain by Long Yan.

It was an instant kill.

The thin old man was simply powerless against Long Yan.

“Such formidable strength.

Even an Ancient Emperor was not a match for him in a single move.

How could this guy be so terrifying?”

Quite a few people had their attention on the eighth ring, astonished when they saw Long Yan kill the thin old man in one move.

The thin old man was a bona fide Ancient Emperor, and a Saber Cultivator to boot.

The fact that he could not even last one move against Long Yan was indeed shocking.

Without a doubt, Long Yan’s strength had reached the height of a Quasi-emperor.

“Did you notice?

He is only at the late Nirvana stage, yet his power is so formidable.

Extraordinarily astonishing indeed.”

“Indeed, he is only at the late Nirvana stage.

To kill an Ancient Emperor instantly at this stage is something countable geniuses across the entire imperial area can do.”

“Who knows where this Sin Heaven came from?

Another terrifying genius, it seems.

He is probably the biggest dark horse in this Martial Assembly.”

…

The moment Long Yan made his move, some people picked up on his aura.

They were even more astonished when they realized he was only at the late Nirvana stage.

In the entire imperial area, those who can instantly slay an Ancient Emperor while at the late Nirvana stage can be counted on one hand.

This made some people think of Long Yan.

If he were here, he could undoubtedly achieve such a feat as well.

Long Yan’s strong move also caught the attention of figures like Emperor Ye and Godson.

They just gained one more formidable opponent.

“Interesting.

It’s more interesting this way.”

The black-clothed young man looked at Long Yan, a mysterious glint appearing in his eyes, a smirk playing on his face.

“This guy is still as horrifying as ever.”

Qian Qiuxue’s eyes shifted slightly, remarking inwardly.

Long Yan had continuously consumed two drops of Emperor Marrow.

Even if he could recover, his strength should have been somewhat compromised.

However, to Qian Qiuxue’s surprise, Long Yan still had the same formidable power, which exceeded her expectations.

Naturally, Qian Qiuxue would not know that what Long Yan experienced was a true Nirvana, essentially a rebirth.

The expressions of people like Long Chen, Zhan Wushuang, and Lei Xiaotian didn’t change much.

This was within their expectations.

Long Yan’s strength was never as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Among the ten rings, the eighth ring was the first to determine the winner.

After Long Yan left the ring, Hua Tianxiong announced the next group to enter the Eighth Ring for the competition.

In fact, Long Yan’s first opponent was an Ancient Emperor, which Long Yan had intentionally arranged with Hua Tianxiong.

With a single move, he had slain an Ancient Emperor, making the following match much easier.

Although the ring competition was picked randomly, typically you could see a distinct gap in strength.

This allowed weaker participants to be eliminated quickly, saving time so that real powerhouses would not clash prematurely.

Time passed slowly.

Each contest would decide which participant would be eliminated and which one would automatically proceed to the next round.

In due course, Emperor Ye, Godson, Young Master Qilin, Huangfu Wushuang, Qian Qiuxue, Ten thousand swords one, Gu Chunyang, Yue Qingcheng, Xing Shisan, Sheng Ruxin, Mo Xieyu, Blood Asura, Shi Chunqiu, Phoenix Dance, Zhan Wushuang, Lei Xiaotian, Lei Youyou, Jun Lingtian, the black-clothed young man, and others made it to the ring.

However, these people were extraordinarily strong, easily defeating their opponents.

Some even chose to concede before the match began, allowing them to advance successfully.

In the following time, Long Yan’s opponents mainly chose to concede voluntarily.

Those who didn’t were defeated by Long Yan in a single move.

Soon, five days had passed.

After nearly ten rounds of competition, the top one hundred contestants were finally determined.

Emperor Ye, Godson, Young Master Qilin, Huangfu Wushuang, Qian Qiuxue, Ten thousand swords one, Gu Chunyang, Yue Qingcheng, Xing Shisan, Sheng Ruxin, Mo Xieyu, Blood Asura, Shi Chunqiu, Phoenix Dance, Zhan Wushuang, Lei Xiaotian, Lei Youyou, Jun Lingtian, the black-clothed young man, and Long Yan were among them.

In this group of one hundred, Ancient Emperors and Quasi-emperors were majority, with only a few at Nirvana Stage.

Those who made it to the top hundred were either absolutely powerful or extremely lucky.

These one hundred people were undoubtedly the most powerful forces in the entire imperial area, excluding those at Emperor Realm.

“Everyone, after five days of competition, we have finally determined the top one hundred.

Next, we will decide the top ten from these hundred.

Those who make it into the top ten will receive at least two hundred amethysts.”

As he said this, Hua Tianxiong paused for a moment before continuing: “First of all, the number plates of the top hundred will be renumbered.

The rules on the ring remain the same.”

After five days of competition, nearly ten thousand people were eliminated.

For the remaining hundred, rearranging the numbers made things more convenient.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Tianxiong made a handprint, and the numbers on the number plates held by Long Yan and others changed.

“Six…

Not bad at all.”

Long Yan discovered that his number plate had changed from thirty-six to six in an instant, a number he was quite satisfied with.

“Finally, the top 100 have been decided.

The real competition begins now.

Everyone is not simple in the slightest, with enough strength to kill their way into the top 100 from tens of thousands of competitors.”

“After waiting for five days, finally the climax of the Martial Assembly has arrived.

Truly exciting.”

“Only ten out of the hundred will receive Martial Assembly rewards.

The competition is indeed intense, especially for the position of Martial Assembly Leader.

There’s more than just a few people who have the strength to seize it.”

“Do you see it?

The ones who made it into the top 100 are basically from different forces.

Amethysts and Amethyst Sources aren’t that easy to get.”

…

At this moment, the entire Martial Arts Arena became more lively.

Undoubtedly, the upcoming ring competition would be much more exciting than before.

Anyone who could come out on top from tens of thousands of participants had some degree of power.

The competition among the top hundred for the top ten was indeed a battle of the lions and tigers.

In secret, some people had even started a betting table, and quite a few people chose to place bets.

“What will you do if we end up against each other next?”

Just as Long Yan was meditating, Qian Qiuxue’s voice abruptly echoed in his mind.

It was very gentle, with a touch of willfulness and arrogance, like a little girl acting coquettishly.

“Well…”

At this, Long Yan smiled bitterly in his heart.

Qian Qiuxue’s question really stumped him.

Qian Qiuxue had achieved the Ancient Emperor Stage; her strength was naturally extraordinary.

But Long Yan did not believe Qian Qiuxue was his match.

He was determined to be the leader in this Martial Assembly.

If he really had to face Qian Qiuxue, a real fight between them was obviously impossible.

Did he have to admit defeat?

That was indeed an awkward question!