Alex arrived on the stage for his 3rd match. With 128 remaining candidates, the 64 different matches were now being held 2 at a time.
Alex's opponent this time around was a weaker man who he easily beat after a few rounds of attacks. His Ice Spears was too strong for the man to handle and as such he lost entirely.
He went back and waited and was finally called onto the 4th match.
Alex paused when he saw his next opponent. He couldn't help but frown a little when he saw the person's cultivation base.
'Saint core 6th realm,' he thought. 'That's… tough.'
He could certainly fight against someone like this with his blood aura, but using that would be certainly a dead giveaway of who he was.
'I will be fine,' he thought and got ready.
His opponent brought out a sword and started attacking the moment the match began. He sent slashes flying at Alex with quite a bit of ferocity.
