George sat still and looked at Wilbur in astonishment. George prepared enough breakfast for ten people. He didn''t expect that Wilbur would finish it all by himself. He mused to himself, ''Wilbur sure is a big eater. It seems this guy is quite extraordinary.''


    The physical strength of a cultivator had a lot to do with what they ate. The more food a cultivator ate, the stronger his physical strength was. The body was the foundation of one''s cultivation. Having a good body would make one''s cultivation improve faster.


    George could not wait to find out Wilbur''s strength. After breakfast, he took Wilbur to the square. When they arrived, hundreds of people were already there. Wilbur queued up to draw lots and got the number 785.


    Looking at the huge crowd in front of him, Wilbur turned to look at George with some confusion. ording to George, there were not many people participating in the Guard Challenge. However, nearly a thousand people had drawn their lots. Was this still considered a small number of people?


    George was oblivious to Wilbur''s thoughts. Seeing Wilbur in a daze, he nced at Wilbur. Wilbur followed George''s line of sight and saw that there were already many people in line to enter thepetition venue.


    Wilbur had no choice but to fall in line behind the crowd and quickly entered the venue. It was a huge ce, with a radius of about a kilometer. There were only five tforms in thepetition venue, each of which was two hundred meters long and one hundred meters wide.


    Wilbur looked at the number te inserted in front of the tforms and went to the onebeled ''No. 600-800''. He was a little confused. Thousands of people participated in the Guard Challenge, and there were two hundred peoplepeting in one tform. It would be at least a hundred matches. If each person was supposed to participate in five matches, that woulde to a total of five hundred matches.


    Was it possible to hold five hundred rounds in a day?


    Wilbur felt very confused, but soon, his doubts were dispelled. It was the preliminary round today, and not many people paid attention. After the referee whistled off, the host started to announce the numbers, and the cultivators who corresponded to the numbers hopped onto the tform.


    It was a preliminary round, and the cultivators had different strengths, so the winners stood out quickly. If he hadn''t seen it with his own eyes, Wilbur wouldn''t have believed it. One game ended in less than a minute, followed by the next.


    For fairness, the same cultivator would not have two battles in a row immediately. Therefore, if one battle was over, one person would be eliminated and the other would stay. At the same time, another person would continue to battle. Therefore, everyone took turns in every game.


    In less than ten minutes, Wilbur saw more than a dozen people eliminated. Seeing this, Wilbur breathed a sigh of relief. After all, at this speed, it would only take half a day to decide the oue.


    Soon, it was Wilbur''s turn. The first opponent Wilbur faced was a fat man. As soon as the game started, the fat man shouted angrily and rushed towards Wilbur.


    During the sprint, the man revealed his right shoulder, as if telling everyone his intention to use his right shoulder to push Wilbur away. Wilbur found this move amusing. A pure physical fight like this was not even good enough for a fight between the cultivators in the lower dimension.


    It seemed that cultivators in the middle dimension had very different levels of cultivation, and one could easily survive with a passable level of strength while avoiding unwanted attention from others in the preliminary round.


    Wilbur found it funny that he panicked before this. The so-called middle dimension seemed quite mundane.


    Just when Wilbur was proud and took a step back with his right foot, preparing to punch the man out of the ring, the man who had rushed within ten meters of Wilbur disappeared in the blink of an eye.


    Wilbur could clearly detect the man''s position. His speed doubled in one second, and he quickly circled behind him. Then, his right shoulder suddenly hit him.


    A powerful force knocked Wilbur into the air. Immediately, Wilbur was flying in mid-air, looking at the empty tform below with astonishment. Although his opponent was invisible just now, Wilbur could still detect his aura.