Chapter 1 The Main Competition

The main competition arena was a massive oval structure, with a maximum diameter of approximately 16,000 meters, suspended more than 100,000 meters in the air. It had no supporting structure, yet it had been suspended for countless years.

Xu Jingming and the other preliminary contestants observed their opponents, especially those with avatars in the outside world. Their thought processes were terrifyingly fast, constantly memorizing and calculating information about their opponents.

"Just from the first round of the preliminaries, I can tell that I have no hope in the previous competitions," Xu Jingming thought to himself. "Those powerful races without wings have greater air resistance than me, yet more than 50 of them are still faster."

"Especially those three! The Fire Dragon Descendant expert, the One-Armed Giant Ape, and the Mountain Demon Race expert, those three are far ahead." Xu Jingming was patient.

As a weaker race, he should avoid the early competitions.

He could participate in the previous competitions to get a feel for his opponents' strength, but there was no need to risk his life.

"In the universe of myriad races, weak races make up the majority, and a large number of high-dimensional lifeforms are in weak races." Xu Jingming also memorized the weaker race experts who arrived at the arena more slowly than him. "Among the weak races, anyone who can make it into the top 10,000 cannot be underestimated."

Suddenly—

Buzz!

A light shield enveloped the entire arena, isolating the other preliminary contestants.

"All other preliminary contestants are eliminated." Along with a voice that reverberated through the sky, the myriad race experts who were suspended outside the light shield, unwilling to give up, were all teleported away.

…

"They didn't even let us watch the subsequent selection." All the preliminary contestants had been teleported away, and Yu Yangwei, Fengke, and Ying were all feeling down.

Yu Yangwei sighed. "Participating in the preliminaries and seeing these competitors with my own eyes has made me understand the gap. Even among the weaker races, there are many who are stronger than us. The probability of me winning first place in the Myriad Race Arena is zero! There's no point in struggling anymore!"

"Even among the weaker races, there are many who are stronger than us. We have no hope of leaving here alive," Ying said calmly, nodding. "I was born as a high-dimensional lifeform. As a nascent high-dimensional lifeform, I have always lived cautiously, fearing being sacrificed, fearing being killed… but I still couldn't avoid this disaster."

Born as a high-dimensional lifeform, she had lived cautiously for many years, but a third-realm existence had captured more than 5 million high-dimensional lifeforms, and Ying was one of them.

"From now on, I don't have to hide anymore. I can openly enjoy life," Ying said with a smile as she looked at the city before her. "These are the last years of my life. I should enjoy them."

The large fatty Fengke didn't say anything, but simply walked silently.

Competition among high-dimensional lifeforms was already cruel, and it was even crueler in the universe of myriad races. Of the more than 5 million high-dimensional lifeforms, only a very few were destined to survive.

"Compared to low-dimensional lifeforms, we have lived long enough. It's already pretty good," Yu Yangwei said, quickly smiling happily. "Even compared to the natives of the universe of myriad races, we are stronger and live more comfortably."

"I come from a low-dimensional lifeform race. I am the only high-dimensional lifeform in our race," the large fatty Fengke said softly. "Even until death, I will not give up."

Ying and Yu Yangwei were both stunned.

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In the suspended Myriad Race Arena, 10,000 preliminary contestants gathered.

"Congratulations to everyone for passing the first round of selection." The golden intelligent machine in the sky looked down below. "Next is the second round of selection, which is also the final selection! From you 10,000 preliminary contestants… 300 contestants will be selected to participate in the main competition."

Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow as he listened.

The second round of selection would directly select 300 people?

The many experts present listened carefully.

"In the second round of selection, there will be an invisible force suppressing you," the golden intelligent machine said. "You need to endure it, the longer the better! Those who can't endure it can choose to give up. As long as you say 'give up,' the Myriad Race Arena will teleport you out of the arena."

"Here's a friendly reminder: if you feel like you can't endure it, don't force yourself! If you force yourself to the end, you may not even be able to shout out the words 'give up,' and you will be crushed to death."

"Those who voluntarily give up, as well as those who are crushed to death, will be considered eliminated."

"When there are only 300 people left, the second round of selection will end," the golden intelligent machine said. "The explanation of the rules is over. The final selection is about to begin. 5… 4… 3…"

"2… 1! Begin."

The oval-shaped giant arena was enveloped by an invisible force, acting on every expert including Xu Jingming.

"Hm?" Xu Jingming felt as if a ten-thousand-foot-high mountain was pressing down on him. With his physical fitness, he felt a slight pressure. Moreover, the pressure was constantly increasing. Xu Jingming even had the leisure to observe his opponents.

"Those with smaller builds are more relaxed. Those with larger builds… are already in quite a bit of pain." Xu Jingming saw that the two Giant God Race members he had encountered when signing up were now trembling.

The two Giant God Race members, who were over 30 meters tall, were experiencing a much greater oppressive force due to their large size.

"How are those little guys so relaxed?" The two Giant God Race members were friends and stood together. At this moment, they both felt extremely difficult, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"When flying, those little guys were about the same speed as us. We have larger bodies and more resistance, so our physical fitness should be stronger than theirs. Does this invisible force… exert greater pressure on larger bodies?"

"This round of selection is unfair to powerful races."

"But, even if we can't get into the top 300, participating in the main competition would be a joke." At this moment, many thoughts flashed through the minds of the two Giant God Race members. Heat surged from their bodies, and they were covered in sweat.

As time passed.

"Give up." "Give up." "I give up." "Gave up." One by one, the high-dimensional lifeforms of powerful races chose to give up. This selection was indeed more biased towards weaker races.

The two Giant God Race members, who were around the 5000th place, also chose to give up.

At this moment, even a slight increase in strength could eliminate a group of opponents.

Xu Jingming still felt very relaxed. He looked left and right, and there were fewer and fewer contestants still enduring in the arena. He didn't see anyone being crushed to death.

"The high-dimensional lifeforms aren't stupid. They need to risk their lives just to get into the 300 slots of the main competition. Even if they barely make it into the main competition, they will be quickly eliminated. There is no hope of winning the Myriad Race first place." Xu Jingming watched. "Since they can't see any hope, they are all giving up quite decisively."

When there were only two thousand preliminary contestants left in the arena, some weaker races began to be eliminated.

"They can't even pass the preliminaries."

Large numbers of various avian races were also eliminated. Their average level was indeed weaker than other contestants, so many of them were naturally eliminated in the second round of selection.

"Hm?"

When there were only 1000 contestants left in the arena, Xu Jingming could already feel a great force pressing down on him.

"There's some pressure." The Fire Dragon Descendant expert, the Mountain Demon Race expert, and the One-Armed Giant Ape King also felt some pressure. After all, they were too large, and the pressure they experienced was very strong.

In particular, the Mountain Demon Race expert, who was over 60 meters tall, experienced extremely terrifying pressure.

900, 800, 700…

Fewer and fewer contestants could persevere, and the remaining ones were all true elites.

"There are less than 500 contestants left." Xu Jingming felt that the oppressive force was already very terrifying. He observed his surroundings. "The weak races that can persevere until now may be my competitors in the future."

"Even though the rules of the second round of selection favor the weak races, there are less than 50 weak races who can persevere until now."

"They must be extraordinary in the outside world."

Xu Jingming thought to himself.

He was a newly advanced Eternal realm expert of the Heart Realm lineage, reaching the Eternal realm in about ten thousand years, so his talent was considered extremely high.

What about the other opponents?

"Even if I have some advantages for now, it doesn't mean I will still have those advantages in a few thousand years," Xu Jingming thought. "There are also even weaker races such as the ant race and the bee race. There must be some remarkable experts among them as well."

"335, 334, 333…" A cold and stern Forest Elf Race expert trembled as he observed his surroundings. "I, 'Shan Yi Dijun,' cultivated to the half-step third realm. In the first competition, I can't even get into the main competition?"

"I have already fallen behind in the previous three hundred years. I need to work harder in the days to come," the Elf Race expert said silently.

"Crack." The Elf Race expert felt that his bones began to crack under the oppressive force.

"I give up." After the Elf Race expert shouted, he glanced around before being teleported away. "There are still 10 weak races persevering, and every one of them is stronger than me!"

Whoosh.

He was teleported away.

…

Xu Jingming was also very strained. His expression became much more serious as he observed his opponents.

310, 309…

Accompanied by shouts of giving up, fewer and fewer people remained in the main competition arena. Every expert who left firmly remembered those who were still enduring.

Suddenly, the already incomparably terrifying oppressive force completely dissipated. Xu Jingming instantly felt much more relaxed, as if his whole body was about to fly.

"If it had continued like that, I could have lasted for another half a minute at most." Xu Jingming observed his surroundings. There were a group of behemoths around him, and very few small-sized contestants. "Of the 300 main competition contestants, there are only 9 from weak races?"

Even though the second round of selection was already biased towards the weak races, very few weak races could still enter the main competition.

"With just over three hundred years of cultivation, the growth rate of the weak races is far slower than that of the powerful races," Xu Jingming thought to himself. "Races like the ant race and other weaker races grow even more slowly. I wonder when they will be able to enter the main competition."

"My body is already trembling, this human is obviously more relaxed than me." A Xiao Race member glanced at Xu Jingming.

"Nine weak races, I am a Deep Abyss Lord, who are the other eight?" A Dwarf Race expert observed his surroundings with a smile, focusing on the other contestants who were also from weak races.

"The selection is over." The golden intelligent machine said with a smile, "Congratulations to everyone present for becoming the main competition contestants of this Myriad Race Competition."

All the contestants also paid attention to each other, especially the nine weak races, who attracted the most attention.