The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"Tang Rao, what exactly are you, and what does this top ten variable mean?"

Uncle Zhou sighed heavily twice in a place where Tang Rao and the others couldn't see him.

Next is the top ten duels, drawing lots.

The people in charge are thinking about a fatigue strategy; just imagine, in the endless sea, how many people want to enter but don't have the ability to come out. The fatigue strategy can somewhat avoid this problem.

Drawing lots ten against ten, it's said like that, but how to actually operate it is known only to those controlling the entire gamble.

"The competition requirements have been predetermined, but we've added a step beyond drawing lots. After drawing, everyone has the right to change opponents, as long as the other party agrees."

With these words, the whole place erupted.

Isn't it supposed to be decided by drawing lots? Why is there another step after that? They were immediately displeased, weren't they?

"I choose you, Little Pickled Radish."

The burly Big Han was the first to execute the policy. For them, as long as they could defeat someone slightly weaker, they could advance. Even a fool would choose someone who looks a bit weaker, right?

"Choose me? No, don't want that, don't want that."

Mr. Little Pickled Radish was scared pee-less. With so many people watching, there was no need to fixate on him, right?

He had been lucky for a long time without being beaten down. Just as he reached the top, he was about to be knocked down. That didn't feel good at all.

"Yes, I choose you. Do you dare to face the challenge?"

Big Han was fatter than others, looked imposing, yet was surprisingly agile on his feet.

If Tang Rao were Big Han, he would never stoop to duel with a rookie. Such low-class behavior wasn't something he could do.

"Sorry, I won't face the challenge."

Hahaha.

Tang Rao laughed so hard his stomach bent over.

This is interesting. The big guy had long thought about how to duel with the rookie, but the rookie refused to fight. That felt rather nice.

Just as Tang Rao was about to watch his opponent, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The rookie and Tang Rao were a pair?

"It seems we're quite fated, aren't we?"

Having just laughed at the burly Big Han for bullying the weak, it was Tang Rao's turn. He covered his mouth, not daring to laugh too obviously.

"Actually, I've known for a while. I've been waiting for you."

Little Pickled Radish smiled at Tang Rao, revealing a set of sharp white teeth.

He looked rather sinister.

"I've also been waiting for you for quite some time. Can't wait, can you?"

The man in front of Tang Rao had already noticed him. Why hadn't he started with Big Han? Because Big Han wasn't worth his effort.

Tang Rao also smiled at his opponent, a chill going down his spine. His composure remained, as it should, right?

The man in front of Tang Rao could barely fight him. As for Li Ze and Old Crane, they weren't so lucky. The two they encountered weren't easy opponents, and the chances of making it to the top ten didn't look good.

His greatest expectation was that, out of the three, two might make it.

Tang Rao drew lots at the end, testing his endurance.

Wen Jinjin had once said she placed some connections on the three, so once two of them were about to fail, Tang Rao could temporarily control their actions with his mind. However, this secret technique had significant limitations and couldn't last long.

Lastly, Wen Jinjin said this secret technique was incredibly harmful. If unnecessary, it's best not to attempt it.

With that, Tang Rao had a clear understanding.

He sat upright, not daring to blink.

Yet those people crossed mountains and ridges, without any intention of appearing in Tang Rao's sight. Tang Rao shouted that it was bad, something was bound to go wrong this way.

Old Crane had enough experience, so Tang Rao wasn't too worried. Li Ze was straightforward and hadn't fought in the Land of Immortals for long. The only advantage he had was his Beast Soul User lineage; otherwise, he didn't seem to have gained anything else.

Time passed second by second. For the competitors, even a second could decide victory and hence determine a person's fate.

The main examiners sat high up, with everything under their control. Unfortunately, the final result was as Tang Rao expected. He couldn't see or help much, as Li Ze crushed the Jade just before a punch from his opponent, disappearing instantly.

"Ling Yusheng."

Not Li Ze's name, nor was Li Ze seen. Tang Rao couldn't find Li Ze's body through Divine Sense. There was only one possibility — he was gone.

The kid was smart enough not to throw his life away.

Tang Rao breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't take Li Ze to the endless sea, bringing him this far and having him walk the path was already a blessing.

Old Crane was fast; he fought quickly and entered the top ten at once.

He entered the top ten even before Tang Rao did.

"Big brother, I got out! I won! My long-cherished dream has finally come true!"

When Old Crane came out, he hugged Tang Rao tightly, almost jumping onto him for a kiss.

"Oh my, what's their relationship, being so disgusting?"

Those around seeing Old Crane come out felt nothing but envy, still more envy.

But their feelings weren't so approving of their connection.

"They don't seem normal. I say, how are they so strong? Maybe it's some evil technique that brought them to this point."

The more they spoke, the more doubtful it became. Tang Rao simply ignored all the gossip.

"My turn now. Your speeds exceeded my expectations; it's time for me to go. Hope I can achieve a miracle too."

While talking to Old Crane, Tang Rao also sneered in the direction of Little Pickled Radish.

Little Pickled Radish said nothing, merely kept showing his sharp white teeth, smiling at Tang Rao, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I'm off first."

Tang Rao patted Old Crane on the shoulder, greeted him, and entered the restriction completely.

Was Little Pickled Radish as fragile as imagined?

Tang Rao realized this huge problem only after sparring with Little Pickled Radish.

"My god, give me SOME chance, I can't beat you."

Little Pickled Radish obviously noticed the mockery on Tang Rao's face. What losing battle was this, clearly teasing Little Pickled Radish, wasn't it?

"You killed my whole family, do I not have the right to kill you?"

What on earth, did Tang Rao encounter a vendetta?

On second thought, if I killed your whole family, wouldn't I kill you?

Couldn't even find an excuse. If your parents died, you'd have cried out loud.

How did they give birth to such a foolish son?

"Haha, let our prowess bear witness to it all."

The man refused to mention who his family was but insisted on fighting Tang Rao to the death.

In these times, not even a proper excuse is found. It really is as if I want to hit you but can't find a reason.

Tang Rao, following Li Ze's strategy, directly took Little Pickled Radish to a remote place. These spots were best for manipulations; he could do whatever he wanted, torture Little Pickled Radish however he pleased.

"Come on, this place has great scenery, perfect for us to have a good time."