"The rules are as follows."
The examiner waved his robe, and nine dragon-carved stone pillars rose around the stage.
"The third round consists of three matches.
The first match is an individual battle, with three spots available; the second match is a wheel battle, with spots randomly allocated, up to six; the third match is a melee, where everyone competes for the last spot."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao had already raised his hand high.
"Senior! How many spots can be seized in the second match at most?"
"Six."
The examiner gave him a meaningful look.
"Provided you have the strength."
Ling Xiao's lips curved into a dangerous arc, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.
This answer caused the surrounding cultivators' faces to change dramatically, and several Holy Land disciples sneered again and again.
"Six? Such big talk!"
"A mere Loose Cultivator dreaming of monopolizing the spots?"
"If you can take six, I'll stand on my head and eat crap!"
