In the game "High Martial Arts," players start with the blessing of the Martial God.

"Black: 56"

Ji Ming saw the lottery results on the bracelet, and his opponent was "White 56".

Soon, his opponent's information was sent to him. He was a student from Lianshan No. 1 Middle School, a mortal martial artist at the tenth level. He glanced at it briefly and then paid no more attention to it, turning his focus to the arena.

Xu Wei's draw result was "Black 18". He is now on the arena. His opponent is a cultivator of similar level, at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

It is worth mentioning that external objects have a great influence on the strength of immortal cultivators. However, since this is a fair competition within the school, there are naturally restrictions on this. Immortal cultivators are only allowed to use magical artifacts of the same level as their cultivation, and they cannot use more than three of them.

In fact, controlling three magical artifacts at the tenth level of Qi Refining is the limit, not a major restriction. This rule is mainly for students who want to use their elders' magical artifacts to kill indiscriminately.

Xu Wei's opponent came from an ordinary family and possessed only one magical artifact, a small red gourd that could spew out blazing flames, which was quite powerful.

Ji Ming watched for a while. Xu Wei was handling things with ease, his staff skills were impenetrable. Although he looked a bit disheveled, as long as he could hold out until his opponent's magic power was exhausted, victory would naturally be within his grasp.

"Good luck."

Ji Ming felt relieved. Xu Wei's opponent should only be of average to lower level among these 150 students. If it were a fully equipped Qi Refining Level 10 student wielding three magic weapons, the outcome would be quite uncertain.

He continued to look at the other arenas. Song Zhirou and Gu Yi had both entered the arena, but their opponents were too weak, and it was impossible to tell what they were up to.

"Hmm, it seems there's some trick to this lottery system!"

Ji Ming looked around and found that none of the students at the second level had bumped into each other. He didn't believe it was because someone had tampered with the equipment.

The battle between the low-level professionals ended quickly, and Xu Wei soon stepped off the stage. Although his clothes were torn and his skin was red, he still had a happy expression on his face.

"Amin, I won!"

"Congratulations!"

Ji Ming smiled. This was not unexpected. Xu Wei's opponent did not even have a flying magic weapon. It was only natural that he would win when the opponent did not hide any trump cards.

"Alright, it's my turn."

Ji Ming dusted himself off and got up. In a few steps, he stepped into the air and arrived at an arena enveloped in an earth-yellow halo. Fortunately, the participants were all elites from various cities; otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to get onto this ten-meter-high arena. He stomped his foot and couldn't help but sigh, feeling the texture below that was harder than steel.

"This is the power of a fourth-tier mage! They can achieve this level simply by casually conjuring an earth elemental arena!"

Soon, his opponent also came up on stage. He was a short boy who held a dagger that emitted a ghostly light and looked at him with great fear.

"A martial artist who takes the assassin route? That's quite rare!"

Ji Ming murmured something and nodded to the referee.

"Okay, you can begin."

At the referee's command, the boy stomped his foot and charged forward like an arrow, thrusting forward with his dagger, cutting through the wind and waves without making a sound, his gaze fierce and determined.

"Ding!"

The dagger stopped short, caught between two fingers, and the boy's expression instantly froze.

"How is that possible?"

Then, he struggled to draw his dagger, but he was stuck in a swamp and could not move. He had no choice but to abandon his weapon and retreat.

Ji Ming dropped the dagger, beckoned, and said, "Come here!"

The young man took a deep breath, realizing that he had no chance of winning. So he decided to unleash his skills. In addition to his dagger, he had also practiced a claw technique. Combined with his ghostly movements, it was quite impressive, but he was always blocked by two fingers and could not cross the line.

After about half a minute, Ji Ming suddenly spoke, "It's over!"

Before the boy could react, he kicked him away, sending him flying off the stage.

"Ji Mingsheng!"

The referee immediately announced the news, nodded approvingly at him, and after stepping off the stage, the boy ran over and bowed to him.

"Thanks!"

The boy's eyes were filled with gratitude. He knew that Ji Ming was giving him a chance to prove himself; otherwise, he would have been taken down in an instant.

"fine!"

Ji Ming nodded. Helping others is helping yourself, and he doesn't mind helping others as long as it doesn't harm his own interests.

"How is it?"

Liu Zhiming smiled and looked at Hou Gang.

The latter shook his head, expressionless. "The opponent is too weak. What can you learn from that?"

Hou Gang has now figured it out. If Ji Ming is too outstanding, he definitely can't compete with Yanhuang Star Palace. If his performance is average, it's not worth him lowering himself to get close to him. So he simply let it go and treats it as just coming to watch the fun.

Of course, he still wouldn't give this old rival a friendly look.

Liu Zhiming chuckled lightly, "It's hard to say how strong he is, but his personality is completely different from Luo Zhao's!"

Hou Gang frowned, and finally sighed, "Yes, Luo Zhao was such an arrogant person back then, but the students he teaches now are much more reserved, which is a good thing."

Liu Zhiming nodded, then remained silent, his eyes filled with reminiscence, lost in thought.

Soon, Ji Ming fought another match. His opponent was still a first-tier mage, but this time it was a mage. He won easily again. After being tempered at the Red Moon Dojo, he had enough experience in dealing with other professionals, especially since his opponent's level was far lower than his.

"Things won't be that simple from here on out."

Ji Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Those who were supposed to be eliminated had been eliminated, and now only the elite remained. Xu Wei also lost in the second round.

He glanced at the list and saw that 38 people had advanced so far, most of whom were second-tier professionals.

In this competition, there are twelve Tier 2 students from Shirakawa City, eight from Lianshan City, and eight from Yunmo City, for a total of twenty-eight Tier 2 professionals. The probability of being matched with a Tier 2 in the next round is extremely high!

Although he is absolutely confident in his abilities, he cannot be careless. Who knows if any of these people have a trump card to turn the tide!

Ji Ming looked at the bracelet; the lottery results were in, but they surprised him greatly. He then went over to look at Gu Yi's results, and his lips twitched as he looked towards the platform.

"Isn't this cover-up way too obvious?"

When Liu Shuo saw that he had looked at him, he blinked and a smile appeared on his square face.

"Gu Tiannian, your behavior is appalling! There are still ten first-tier students left, and your Baichuan City has already matched seven of them. Are you kidding me?"

An old man carrying a sword on his back roared angrily. He was the principal of Lianshan No. 1 Middle School and a fourth-level Golden Core cultivator!

Gu Tiannian picked at his ear. "Old Sun, what do you mean by that? In Baichuan City, everything is absolutely fair and just. The students were just lucky; I can't help it!"

The old man carrying the sword trembled with rage. "You... shameless!"

Principal Yunmo also expressed his dissatisfaction, saying, "Old Gu, you've gone too far!"

Gu Tiannian still looked completely innocent, shrugging, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence?"

As he spoke, he looked at Liu Shuo, who gave an "OK" sign, indicating that the backstage area had been cleaned up.

The other two principals instantly turned red in the face. Were they being treated like they were blind?

"Hey, Lao Sun, Lao Wang, the bigger picture is what matters! So many people are watching!"

Gu Tiannian said with a smile, "Look, half of these ten first-tier students are from Baichuan City, and those eliminated are our own people. You've got a good deal!"

The two principals' chests heaved. Although they wanted to strangle this shameless old bastard, they really didn't want outsiders to laugh at them.

"You're ruthless!"