The next day.
Jing Shaoyu and Tang Wulin left at the same time. As participants in the sub-occupation competition, they didn't have the luxury of lazing in bed like the others.
After a quick breakfast, he set off directly for the third venue of this year's Skysea Alliance Grand Competition. This venue was specifically for the Mecha Designer competition, with all facilities and equipment related to mecha design.
At this moment, the third venue was filled with many contestants of all ages, including quite a few young participants. Jing Shaoyu noticed several contestants who appeared to be only eleven or twelve years old, which was quite eye-catching.
Jing Shaoyu, on the other hand, looked more like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old due to his height, even though his face also looked quite young, rather than a ten-year-old child.
About half an hour later, the first round of the junior group designer competition officially began.
Jing Shaoyu paid attention and found that there were about a hundred contestants in the junior group. Only sixty-four of these hundred could enter the second round, so the competition wasn't too fierce.
Without changing his expression, he began to examine the competition content.
The competition content was very simple, divided into two parts. The first part was theory, with multiple-choice questions. The second part was practical, requiring the completion of an unfinished level-three design drawing within a specified time. The requirement was that the value of the soul-guided formations and soul-guided materials involved should not exceed the value of the drawing itself, and the completion standard was that the drawing could be monetized.
The competition time was one hour.
Jing Shaoyu arrived at his test seat, sat down, and calmly began to examine the test questions. After a minute, he began to write, and after five minutes, he began the practical part.
Completing a level-three design drawing was a very simple matter for Jing Shaoyu now. He didn't need to use his brain to think at all. With just one glance, he could come up with the best solution in his mind.
Therefore, fifteen minutes after the start of the competition, Jing Shaoyu stopped writing, raised his hand, and signaled that he was finished.
The invigilator took Jing Shaoyu's paper away with a surprised look, and then signaled that Jing Shaoyu could leave. Next, he only needed to wait for the competition results and the list of promoted players to be announced this evening.
Jing Shaoyu didn't stay in the third venue for long. He still had to participate in the Soul Master Grand Competition's individual competition. Wu Zhangkong had already told them their individual competition draw results last night. He was in the eleventh match of the second group.
When he arrived at the Skysea Great Stadium, the first group's competition was underway and nearing its end.
So he found a place to sit down and waited for the arrival of the second group's competition.
A quarter of an hour later, the stadium's broadcast sounded, "Please, contestants in the second group of the solo soul battle competition, enter the competition venue as soon as possible."
Jing Shaoyu stood up and walked unhurriedly towards the eleventh battle stage.
Since the area of the Skysea Great Stadium was large enough, it was divided into fifty small battle stages for the individual competition, so fifty solo soul battles could be held simultaneously. The eleventh battle stage where Jing Shaoyu's competition was located was in the first row of the second column.
He arrived at the battle stage and walked up. His opponent had already arrived and was staring at Jing Shaoyu intently, with a infatuated look in her eyes.
Jing Shaoyu's opponent was a girl who looked fourteen or fifteen years old, right in the middle of her youthful and restless period, so when facing a boy with such an outstanding appearance as Jing Shaoyu, it was inevitable that she would have some beautiful and unrealistic fantasies.
"Hello." Jing Shaoyu smiled and greeted politely.
"H-hello," the girl's eyes turned into stars when she heard Jing Shaoyu take the initiative to greet her. It was foreseeable that this girl must have had more romantic and dreamy thoughts in her heart. Her voice was a little obsessed, "My name is Wei Yimin, and I'm from Lingyang City."
The referee of the eleventh battle stage was a middle-aged man in his fifties. At this time, his face was full of speechless expressions. However, he was still very professional and announced the competition rules: "The competition rules are very simple. Both sides can use their attack methods without restriction and without worry, because I will take action and can fully ensure your safety. If one side actively admits defeat or loses the ability to fight, they will be judged as the loser.
Now, you have thirty seconds to prepare before the battle. I will count down five seconds before the start of the competition."
After the referee finished speaking, he took a few steps back to the edge of the battle stage and waited quietly for the competition to begin.
Jing Shaoyu still looked at the girl named Wei Yimin with a smile, without any intention of preparing for battle. On the other hand, Wei Yimin, although she was immersed in Jing Shaoyu's beauty, didn't seem to have forgotten her purpose, so she directly released her Martial Soul.
Two yellow Soul Rings indicated her Great Soul Master-level strength, and the cat ears on her head and the cat tail on her butt indicated her Martial Soul. Her body was surrounded by a gentle breeze, which allowed Jing Shaoyu to determine her Martial Soul, Wind Raccoon Cat.
"Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Begin the match!"
At the referee's command, Wei Yimin moved. The two Soul Rings behind her flashed simultaneously, and her body was instantly covered with a layer of cyan light. A pair of sharp claws popped out from her hands, and she moved quickly, attacking Jing Shaoyu.
Jing Shaoyu, however, was in no hurry. With a thought, the Staff of Stars appeared in his hand amidst a flash of Soul Power. However, he did not release his Martial Soul or reveal any Soul Rings at this time, so both the referee and Wei Yimin regarded the Staff of Stars as his Martial Soul.
In fact, although the Staff of Stars existed as a weapon for the Origin Spirit Martial Soul, its use did not necessarily require the Origin Spirit Martial Soul. Everything depended solely on Jing Shaoyu's will.
Facing Wei Yimin's attack, he raised the Staff of Stars. A cyan light flashed on the gem at the top of the Staff of Stars, and a rapidly rotating tornado suddenly appeared in the center of the battle stage. This tornado was exceptionally clean, cyan and transparent, as if it were composed of pure elements.
Wind Binding Art.
Wei Yimin was highly vigilant about the tornado that suddenly appeared in her path. She cautiously tried to bypass it, but this tornado possessed a powerful pulling force. The corners of her clothes and her hair pointed straight at the tornado, and she would be drawn into it if she was not careful.
The girl felt a little irritable. This feeling of being out of control was very uncomfortable. Her eyes gradually became violent, and a thick layer of green light appeared on the surface of her body. She tried to get rid of the control of the Wind Binding Art by accelerating with a momentary burst.
But how could Jing Shaoyu let her get her way? He raised the Staff of Stars in his hand again. This time, the gem on the Staff of Stars flashed with a red light, and vermilion fireballs condensed above him, one, two, three... In the blink of an eye, dozens of fireballs fell from the sky like a meteor shower, crashing towards the battle stage and Wei Yimin with scorching heat.
Meteor Fire Rain Version Fire Burst.
As Jing Shaoyu's cultivation reached the Soul Grandmaster level, his Fire Burst was no longer a solitary fireball, but had become the Meteor Fire Rain it was now. It had not only leaped from a single-target Soul Skill to a group Soul Skill, but its power had also made considerable progress.
Wei Yimin stared at the countless fireballs in the sky for a moment, and she was dumbfounded. She stood there motionless, allowing the Wind Binding Art to pull her body.
Undoubtedly, she gave up. She couldn't break free from the pulling force of the Wind Binding Art at all. After struggling for a long time, she had not achieved any effect other than wasting Soul Power and physical strength. In addition, with the fireballs constantly falling from the sky, she clearly realized that she probably couldn't win.
Wei Yimin was rescued by the referee, and the victory of this match, needless to say, naturally belonged to Jing Shaoyu.
Thus, Jing Shaoyu obtained the number plate for the second round of the individual competition.
The end of the match was earlier than Jing Shaoyu had expected. There was still a considerable amount of time before the afternoon's team competition, so he returned directly to the hotel.
In the hotel room, Xu Xiaoyan, who had not participated in the individual competition, and Gu Yue and Xie Xie, who were in the first group of matches, were all there. When they saw Jing Shaoyu return, they all looked over.
"Captain, how did it go?" Xie Xie immediately asked.
Jing Shaoyu smiled and said, "Simple, naturally I won. How about you guys? How were your matches?"
Xie Xie was a little smug and said, "Hehe, with my strength, of course I won easily."
Although Gu Yue didn't speak, she also took out the number plate for the second round of the individual competition.
"In that case, only Wu Lin's match hasn't ended yet?" Xu Xiaoyan said lazily as she lay on the sofa.
"With Wu Lin's strength, there will definitely be no problem passing the first round." Jing Shaoyu sat down next to Xu Xiaoyan and reached out to pat the girl's back, and the girl reluctantly sat up straight.
"Then should we discuss the tactics for the afternoon's team competition? Or should we wait for Wu Lin to come back before we talk about it?" Xie Xie asked.
Hearing this, Jing Shaoyu chuckled and said, "Actually, from my observation, we only need to crush them head-on in the first round. We don't need any other tactics. After all, the strength of the opponents in the first round is mostly uneven, so there is no need to arrange other tactics. When the time comes, during the match, I will give you and Wu Lin enhancements, and you can just push them all the way."
"So arrogant, boss?" Xie Xie's mouth widened when he heard Jing Shaoyu's words, but then his eyes were filled with eagerness. He said, "But I like it, hehe!"
"Okay, after Wu Lin comes back, Xie Xie, you tell him the tactics." Jing Shaoyu said.
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