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Half an hour passed, and all the martial artists walked up the steps. There were more than 900 people competing this time, and they were all Martial Arts Grandmasters and Martial Kings.
However, there were more than a hundred martial artists missing on the steps because these martial artists were all on the audience steps. They were the true super experts.
Disciples who walked onto the arena would receive a plate with a number on it. Moreover, the moment they injured the arena, a crystal kept flashing.
As long as one was over fifty years old, a clear cry would be emitted. This was also to ensure the fairness of the competition. Disciples over fifty years old would lose their qualifications to compete.
Li Lingtian saw a familiar figure. It was Liu Yiyi from Misty Pavilion. She had entered Hidden Dragon Island previously.
He did not expect that he had also reached the peak Tier Nine Warrior Spirit Realm. Furthermore, he had also become a candidate for this competition. He was one of the few Warrior Spirit disciples in the competition.
âThe rules of the competition are that the competition will last for five days.â
â The first three days will be the elimination rounds, leaving only the last twenty. On the fourth day, the last ten will remain. On the last day, the geniuses of the last Prodigy Roll will compete with the top ten for the Prodigy Roll.â
The host of the competition was a Martial Arts Grandmaster from the palace, Bai Ping. He was a Rank Seven Martial Arts Grandmaster and was extremely powerful. Although his voice was calm, his voice was transmitted to everyoneâs ears through the public announcement stone in the square.
âNumber one, Han Ziming of the Green Jade Sect, and number nine hundred and thirty-eight, Yun Lie of the Qinghai Sect.â
After Bai Ping explained all the rules, the competition began. It was always the first number against the last number.
This was also the earliest way to avoid the disciples of their own sects from colliding. This rule was also very reasonable.
All the martial artists had already left the arena. A shadow appeared on the tall stage in an instant, floating lightly on the steps.
âHan Ziming of the Green Jade Sect.â
Han Ziming said coldly as he hovered above the arena. He was number one and was a Tier Three Martial Arts Grandmaster. His entire body emitted a shocking Martial Arts Grandmaster aura.
There was an unreasonable rule in the competition. The strongest family and sect would be at the front, and the weaker family and sect would be at the back.
The strongest against the weakest. This was also a cruel competition. Although no one was convinced, this was a world where the strong were respected. Moreover, in the end, there were only ten spots. Sooner or later, they would meet.
âQinghai Sectâs Yun Lie, 1 admit defeat!â
Yun Lie flew onto the arena with an extremely ugly expression on his face. The other party was a Rank Three Martial Arts Grandmaster while he was only a Rank Two Martial King. Wasnât this courting death?
There was nothing embarrassing about admitting defeat like this. On the contrary, it was because his free and easy manner made people admire him.
â Thereâs nothing interesting to see in the previous battles because thereâs no chance of a super genius fighting against the weakest.â
â Thatâs right. A Martial Arts Grandmaster against a Martial King is like an elephant crushing an ant.â
â In the elimination round, itâs better to watch in the middle because the strength in the middle is almost the same. This is also the most tragic.â
âHowever, there are a few people this time who are very hopeful.â
â You mean Li Lingtian and the super geniuses from the Four Sects and the Ten Great Families?â
âYes, I am.â
On the square, there was no interest in watching the previous matches. Basically, they all admitted defeat. In ten minutes, there were already more than twenty martial artists who admitted defeat automatically.
â Misty Pavilionâs 29th, Liu Yiyi. South Yue Sectâs 911th, Zou Tian.â
Li Lingtian was not interested in these competitions at all. A Martial Arts Grandmaster against a Martial King would basically not compete. It was just a formality.
However, at this moment, he opened his eyes. He did not know what the Misty Pavilion was thinking about when a Tier Nine Warrior Spirit came to participate in Liu Yiyiâs competition. Besides, he also wanted to see Liu Yiyiâs strength.
âLiu Yiyi of the Misty Pavilion.â
Liu Yiyiâs petite and delicate body floated onto the stage. Her light clothes fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy who had descended from the heavens.
Her entire body was emitting an icy cold aura. She was like an ice mountain fairy. Her eyes were not looking at the other party, but at the long sword in her hand.
âGoddess.â
âSo this is the number one beauty of the Misty Pavilion!â
âAs expected, heâs not inferior to the Eldest Princess.â
âThe Eldest Princess and her each have their own merits.â
â Heâs only a Tier Nine Warrior Spirit. Failure is inevitable.â
Liu Yiyiâs appearance immediately caused the entire square to boil. The beauty effect was the most eye-catching no matter which world it was.
âSouth Yue Sectâs Zou Tian, Junior Sister should just admit defeat.â
Zou Tian felt hopeless when he saw the Warriors in front of him admit defeat. He did not expect his opponent to be a weak girl, and a Tier Nine Warrior Spirit at that.
He was a Tier Four Warrior King, so defeating a Tier Nine Warrior Spirit would be a piece of cake for him. However, he did not want the warriors below the stage to attack him at this moment, so he acted like a gentleman.
âGet down.â
He didnât get a good impression from the beauty, but he got a cold sneer. This was a slap in the face.
Just as he was thinking about how to defeat the beauty in front of him with ease, he suddenly felt a shocking sword intent bombarding him.
The sword intent completely enveloped him. Immediately, dozens of sword lights tore through the space and smashed fiercely at him.
âDefend!â
âRumble!â
He was extremely shocked. Was this still a Warrior Spirit disciple? Such a powerful attack.
Helpless, he used his strongest defense. However, in front of the sword light, his defense was like paper. It instantly shattered and he was ruthlessly knocked down from the stage.
âAlright, alright.â
âThe number one beauty of the Misty Pavilion is indeed powerful.â
âSheâs beautiful and powerful. This is the perfect goddess.â
âIf you can take a look at me, itâs worth it even if you die.â
The audience burst out in shock. A Tier Nine Warrior Spirit beauty had defeated a Tier Four Warrior King with one strike. She was beautiful and lovable, and she was not just a pretty face.
âLiu Yiyi wins.â
Bai Ping announced loudly. As long as there were no accidents, he could directly announce the winner and loser. Unless there were some difficult things to decide, he would let the 15 judges decide.
There was no smile on Liu Yiyiâs perfect little face, as if there was nothing in this world that was worth her attention. Even if she defeated a Martial King with one strike, she did not show any emotion.
However, when she felt a pair of eyes on her, she raised her head and looked into their eyes. Her heart instantly trembled. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In her line of sight, a young man in white was staring at her with a faint smile. She was very familiar with this young man. Li Lingtian from Sky Cloud Sect had once saved her life.
He did not expect to meet the young man at this place. Furthermore, he was standing on the stairs. He then noticed some of the dukes and marquises around Li Lingtian and knew about Li Lingtianâs family background.
He nodded gently in Li Lingtianâs direction with a smile on his face before he left the arena.
Her smile caused countless geniuses in the plaza to fall for her. They didnât know why this beauty was smiling. If someone knew that this beauty was smiling at a youth, who knew how many genius disciples would be heartbroken..