"Oh, look everyone, it seems all the contestants are ignoring Lam Minh right now, aren't they? What could be happening on the fighting stage?" the MC spoke up, drawing everyone's attention to Lam Minh.
After the MC's commentary, everyone's gaze shifted to Lam Minh. They only saw him trailing behind Thai Vi, while the other contestants paid him no mind, each focused on their own battle.
"Hey, what's that guy doing? He's not fighting, just wandering around the stage?" a classmate in the stands exclaimed in astonishment.
To Quyen had been paying attention to Lam Minh's actions from the very beginning. "Is this guy really competing?" she thought to herself, also not understanding what Lam Minh was actually doing.
"Hmph, he's always been a good-for-nothing at our school. Getting on stage can't change the fact that he's a good-for-nothing," another classmate offered an assessment, which those sitting around him agreed with.
If Lam Minh knew at this moment that the MC's single comment had drawn everyone's focus to him, he would surely exclaim, "Damn it, aren't those other guys' fights exciting enough? Why talk about me? I just want to pick up points."
But unfortunately, the sounds from outside the fighting arena couldn't be heard inside.
Truly, Lam Minh was only focused on attribute points at this moment. It had to be said that they were increasing at lightning speed.
[Ding! The host has picked up +8 blood essence points.]
[Ding! The host has picked up +3 proficiency points for the martial art, Wind Walking.]
[Ding! The host has picked up +6 blood essence points.]
[Ding! The host has picked up +3 proficiency points for the martial art, Wind Walking.]
"Oh, look! Contestant Mac Van Khoa is gaining the upper hand! Can Mai Van hold on?" the MC commented upon seeing Mac Van Khoa unleash a powerful move, his legs moving like a raging storm.
The continuous kicks were thrown out so fast that it made the viewers dizzy.
Boom!
After a spinning hook kick, Mai Van couldn't dodge in time and could only raise his arms to block.
The kick made direct contact with his arm, slamming contestant Mai Van to the ground. He lay flat, unable to get up, his hit arm numb.
He quickly tapped his hand to surrender, and his body flashed, magically teleported out of the arena.
"Everyone, let's give a round of applause for our contestant Mac Van Khoa! With that divine skill from his feet, he has defeated an opponent."
The entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers after Mac Van Khoa's victory. This was the first victory of today's competition.
At this moment, after struggling to dodge for a while, Thai Vi knew that simply evading wasn't a solution. If this continued, she would lose due to exhaustion.
Suddenly, she stopped and decided to face her opponent head-on.
Her opponent was Trinh Duc, a male student who had been pursuing her for a long time, but she was still hesitant.
Before entering the arena, she had said, "If you want me to agree to date you, you must perform well in this competition."
What she meant was, show your manliness on the stage and defeat your opponents. The man she chose could not be a loser.
Her words made Trinh Duc as hyped as if he'd been injected with chicken blood.
He didn't know if he had understood her correctly, but as soon as the match started, he chose her as his opponent.
Thai Vi unleashed a kick and shouted, "Gravity Kick," a move that focused on the power of the legs.
Instantly, Trinh Duc caught her leg with the "Qin Na Hand" technique, his hands as firm as a vise.
He executed a flawless shoulder throw.
Lam Minh was also stunned. One second she was full of life and vigor, and the next she was caught so easily.
Thai Vi's back slammed hard onto the stage, and she was K.O.'d.
Thai Vi felt as if her spine was about to break. Before she passed out, she only had time to tap her hand three times to be teleported out of the arena.
A flash of light.
Her figure disappeared. The thought in her mind before she lost consciousness was: "Trinh Duc, you deserve to be single for life."
As for Trinh Duc, after throwing her down, he stood up straight, tears streaming down his face.
"Vi, I did it. I proved to you how strong I am," he thought joyfully, imagining that after this competition, she would agree to be his girlfriend.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Contestant Thai Vi from class 11A06 has been officially eliminated from the arena! The victory goes to Trinh Duc, an impressive takedown!" the MC commented on the thrilling situation that had just unfolded.
"Hmph, for a man to be so rough, he deserves to be single," a female classmate said, feeling indignant on Thai Vi's behalf.
"Hahaha, that's not right. Normally it's one thing, but in a competition, you have to give it your all. That's the spirit of fair play," a male classmate sitting nearby chimed in.
"Do you not have a girlfriend either?" the female classmate retorted.
The male classmate immediately fell silent.
Thai Vi "Likes" this.
If Trinh Duc could hear this conversation, he would say, "What do you people know? Just wait until I'm holding her in my arms, then you'll understand."
Thai Vi "Dislikes" this.
The other confrontations were also coming to an end, and one by one, contestants were teleported out of the arena.
The roar of the supporters gradually subsided.
As for Lam Minh, after Thai Vi was eliminated, he had switched his focus to collecting blood essence.
Until there were only 11 people left on the stage, including him. Everyone was now looking at each other.
They began to calculate new strategies in their minds.
Only Lam Minh was looking at the system panel.
[Ding! The Attribute Picking System is happy to serve the host!]
[Name: Lam Minh]
[Age: 16]
[Cultivation: Mortal (362/1000 Blood Essence)]
[Spiritual Root: Hoang-Grade Spiritual Root (0/100,000 Spiritual Root Points)]
[Techniques: Crippling Wind Fist (Initiate) 14/1000 points, Wind Walking (Initiate) 144/900 points]
[Lucky Spin (Break through to the 9th layer of Body Tempering to spin again)]
He was extremely happy right now. Just by picking things up during that last battle, his blood essence had shot up to 362 points. He wondered if anyone in the entire Cultivation World could match his speed. From 0 to 362 blood essence points in less than six hours.
His confidence swelled. The feeling of blood essence in Lam Minh's body was now very potent, and along with it came hunger.
He was really hungry. Perhaps the system's increase in blood essence required him to consume a certain amount of food for his body to circulate it.
"Oh, what's next? How will our 11 opponents choose the final 8 strongest? The next part will probably be an incredibly exciting battle. Are you all looking forward to it?" the MC assessed the current situation.
The MC's words made the entire audience boil with excitement again.
Lam Minh looked at his opponents. He felt strong.
If there were a buffalo here, he would wrestle it to death immediately.
Mmm, a hallucination. How could he wrestle a buffalo to death with 362 blood essence?
"What a waste of time. Instead of choosing opponents, why don't you all just have a free-for-all to speed things up? For example, a bunch of you, against me alone," Lam Minh said with a look of contempt for the other competitors.
His voice was transmitted through the cage of light and echoed throughout the hall.
The entire audience went "???" at his statement.
"Fierce! So badass! Lam Minh dares to challenge 10 players at once!" a student exclaimed.
The other students could only think of one word, "Fierce," as they looked at Lam Minh.
Lam Minh's opponents looked at him.
"Do you know what you just said? How arrogant," Mac Van Khoa said.
He was also suspicious. This guy hadn't fought from the beginning and just moved around the stage erratically.
Was he really strong, or just a show-off?
"Arrogant? I've been silently observing you all. You're truly too weak. All ten of you aren't enough for me to fight. If you have the guts, come at me all at once," Lam Minh continued to boast.
Lam Minh said this because he had a strategy. Choosing 8 people out of 11 was really difficult.
They would surely have a free-for-all to pick out the three weakest to eliminate.
And fists have no eyes; he would definitely be ganged up on.
So instead of waiting for them to attack him, he took the initiative to play the role of a strong-mouthed expert, hoping that all his opponents would be wary and leave him alone so he could continue picking up blood essence.
"Oh, our classmate Lam Minh seems very confident in his own strength. Perhaps it will be a 1 vs 10 match. Can he do it?" the MC commented, creating a rich scenario for the viewers.
"Quyen, is Minh really that strong? Look at his confident expression," a friend said to To Quyen.
"I'm not sure, but if he's that confident, he must have some skill," Quyen replied to her friend.
Le Dao Khuc's jaw also dropped in astonishment.
From the beginning of the event until now, he had witnessed too many absurd things.
Why?
The Lam Minh he knew was a weakling with no guts.
If not, he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of dragging him around to cause mischief all this time just to add some color to his life.
His friend today was so strange.
Lam Minh's confidence caused a stir. Everyone was commenting on him.
He was originally just a handsome guy with nothing but looks, but now he looked like a powerhouse lost in a flock of sheep.
Everyone was suspicious.
Lam Minh's plan seemed to be very successful in his mind.
"Hahaha, let's see if you dare to hit me," Lam Minh thought to himself.
The 9 people in the arena glanced at each other. They didn't dare to try either.
If Lam Minh was really as strong as they guessed, then him defeating all 10 of them would become a sensational story in the school.
The headline could be "Lam Minh, 1 vs 10, Unwavering, Defeats the Entire School."
But why did only 9 people think that?
When there were 11 contestants in the arena.
Because there was still Trinh Duc. His fighting spirit was soaring. The thought of winning this competition, getting into the special class, and getting a beautiful girlfriend on top of that, made his heart swell with pride.
"You, if you're really that strong, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?" Trinh Duc took a step forward to stand opposite Lam Minh.
Seeing Trinh Duc's inflated demeanor, Lam Minh felt a little flustered.
"Oh crap, my trick doesn't seem to work on this guy," Lam Minh thought to himself.
Then he spoke, with his hands clasped behind his back, "You are too weak. Alone, you will surely die."
"Wow, so handsome," a few female classmates watching the competition exclaimed.
"Brother Minh, I'm your fan!" a few other female classmates shouted.
But Trinh Duc was not to be outdone: "All talk is useless. Eat my fist."
With that, he launched himself forward, a punch heading straight for Lam Minh's face, causing his expression to change.