There are twenty arenas in total, each measuring fifteen meters in diameter.
Ten outer gate masters competed, and ten inner gate masters competed.
Ye Feng, number 66, was in the sixth ring, the sixth to go on stage, facing number 337.
Ye Feng gave up after watching only two matches.
At the fourth level of Qi Refining, most commoner disciples have only just learned the spells; they are not even proficient yet.
The two began chanting incantations as soon as they entered the arena. Three seconds later, one fell, and the other emerged victorious.
Missed? Then let's have three more seconds...
The competition among outer disciples is much more interesting.
Ye Feng just happened to see Xu Hao enter the arena...
Xu Hao, standing on the arena, remained calm and composed, wielding a flying sword in one hand and controlling fire in the other.
He fought evenly with an opponent who wielded dual swords.
The opponent appeared to know some mortal martial arts and possessed a metal-type spiritual root. He used a flying sword to harass and a longsword to attack.
The sword energy struck the defensive array of the arena, creating ripples...
"Both disciples are quite good!"
"Hmm...that's really good, it's a pity they met in the first round, meaning one of them is destined to be eliminated."
Jiang Jin, the master of Qingjian Peak, and Cao Meng, the master of Leiyun Peak, chatted fluently.
Although the two below were not bad, these Golden Core cultivators, who had lived for hundreds of years, had seen countless Qi Refining geniuses. How could they be moved by two disciples who had just advanced to the late stage of Qi Refining?
On the other side of the main seating area sat guests of the Luoshui Sect, including the Qingxuan Saintess, who was also present and was known as a member of the Luoshui Sect.
"Senior sister, look at those Qi Refining mid-stage disciples, they're all so silly, there's nothing interesting about them."
Xiao Xuan glanced over there and said calmly,
"Having just advanced to the fourth level of Qi Refining, it's already quite an achievement to be able to use spells undisturbed during battle. Isn't the Luoshui Sect the same?"
"us...."
Xin Zhiruo stopped after saying only half a sentence; upon reflection, she realized it was indeed true.
Just then, a figure that seemed somewhat familiar stepped onto the stage.
"Hey? Senior Sister, look, that little servant over there, the one on Arena number six, the one I told you about before, the one who sold me the pills!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan turned her gaze over.
Dressed in a blue robe with a wide belt, Ye Feng, with his slender figure, calmly walked towards the arena.
As the Holy Maidens of the Upper Sect, their every move was watched by everyone. Seeing the actions of the two women, the peak masters and elders immediately turned their gazes in that direction.
Ye Feng, who had initially appeared nonchalant as he stepped onto the stage, changed his demeanor after the referee gave the order.
His aura suddenly changed, and he charged straight at his opponent.
"Bang!"
The opponent, still counting down the spell, was sent flying backward and fell off the stage.
"You cheated!"
337 got up from below and said angrily,
Everyone else uses spells first, then engages in melee combat when their mana is depleted. You just charge in like that; that's utterly unsportsmanlike!
Ye Feng glanced innocently at the Foundation Establishment deacon in charge of refereeing beside him, his eyes questioning.
This Foundation Establishment elder was also having a headache; everyone else was casting spells first, but you were launching a sneak attack...
Not just this year, but every year has been like this.
The purpose of the competition is to showcase magical skills; if it's all melee combat... then what's the point?
Without thinking, he sought help from the Golden Core Elder who was hosting the competition.
The competition for mid-stage Qi Refining included not only the servants from the fourth district, but also talented disciples from other elders and deacons who had come and gone.
To ensure victory, Ye Feng used 100 trading points to upgrade his body refinement to the second level before going on stage.
Those on the high platform, witnessing the changes, all smiled wryly.
Xin Zhiruo even burst out laughing.
"This guy... he really is..."
"Unconventional and unconventional!"
Xiao Xuan filled in the blanks that Xin Zhiruo hadn't thought of, and at the same time, she secretly nodded in approval of Ye Feng's fighting style.
The competition is all about who can stand on the stage in the end; there's no need for all the fancy stuff.
Xiao Xuan's expression did not escape the notice of the other participants.
Seeing that the referee below was at a loss, Qingsong beckoned to one of his disciples.
"Standing on the stage is victory. Why have so many rules? Pass down the order: except for intentionally injuring fellow disciples, all other acts are strictly prohibited!"
At Qingsong's command, his disciple immediately went to convey the message.
At this moment, on Arena Number Six, Elder Liao Lao looked at Ye Feng with disdain.
You really know how to show off. Do you really think that will make others look up to you?
"Everyone uses spells first, why did you launch a sneak attack?"
"Elder, I only made my move after the referee announced the start."
Ye Feng answered respectfully, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.
Of course, I was also feeling apprehensive. I should have shown some of my true strength.
Just by standing on the ring, he felt that this was how he should fight.
He had originally intended to rush forward merely to harass the enemy; if they had a backup plan, he would then use magic to launch a surprise attack.
Who knew he'd be sent flying with a single palm strike...
"Hmph, still dare to argue? Disregarding the rules and resorting to sneak attacks, I hereby declare..."
Ye Feng watched helplessly as the prize was about to slip away, feeling extremely frustrated. He wanted to compete again, but he had just accidentally offended the elder.
The verdict was about to be announced.
A person flew down from above the platform.
"By order of the sect leader! Unless one intentionally injures or maims a fellow disciple, the one who stands on the arena last is the victor!"
Elder Liao Lao's face showed a slight surprise, but he quickly regained his composure.
However, the group of handyman disciples were in an uproar.
"Ah...does that mean we'll all have to fight hand-to-hand?"
"Yeah, I even practiced a couple of kung fu moves before I came in, haha, I really hit the jackpot this time."
"Sigh, that's what I thought too... If I had known, I wouldn't have lost."
...
It's truly a mixed bag of joy and sorrow; Ye Feng, single-handedly, completely shattered the established norms.
It seems the later matches will have a different style.
Of course, a few of the servants showed disdain and fear of using magic, but their magic skills were not yet up to par.
If I ever run into Ye Feng, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!
Yu Man, who had easily defeated her opponent in the next arena, smiled with amusement upon seeing the turn of events here.
This Ye Feng... just as I sensed.
This is extraordinary!
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