Then a war drum sounded.
The atmosphere at the entire Gathering of Prodigies reached its peak, with the five War Spirit Platforms slowly rising in the central area.
This signifies the start of the second phase of the Heavenly Pride Society.
This is the martial arts competition that all forces are looking forward to.
The most prodigious geniuses in the entire Eastern Wilderness almost all come from the five first-class sects.
Therefore, only here can one see those so-called genius teenagers.
Each region dispatched elders from their respective sects to maintain order.
This year's Gathering of Prodigies follows the same rules as before, giving other forces in the Eastern Wilderness the opportunity to challenge the disciples of the five top-tier sects.
Anyone with the ability can participate, and the winner will become the champion.
They also received elixirs and cultivation techniques prepared by the sect.
Finally, there was the internal war between the five top-tier sects. All the previous battles were just there to highlight the strength of the sects.
Only during the final civil war did the true depth of their power begin to be revealed.
Soon after the appearance of the disciples from the top sects in the arena, everyone's attention quickly fell on the Flowing Cloud Sect.
After all, the incident involving Lin Gengxin had caused quite a stir and attracted a lot of attention.
"Lin Gengxin is indeed strong, but his character seems questionable! He's too arrogant. He's only a chief disciple, yet he can do such things. What will he be like if he grows up?"
"So what? If I had his talent, I'd be even more arrogant than him. I'd definitely let everyone know what it means to be number one and second to none!"
"However, I've always heard that the five major sects are hiding something this time. I wonder who will have the last laugh."
"......"
A figure appeared on the Battle Spirit Platform of the Flowing Cloud Sect.
Dressed in black, her purple hair fluttered in the wind.
Even his eyes shimmered with a deep purple light, giving him an air of arrogance even from afar.
"Lin Yunchuan of the Flowing Cloud Sect requests your guidance..."
Upon hearing the name Lin Yunchuan, many disciples below the Battle Spirit Platform had their eyes light up with excitement.
Although within the Liuyun Sect, Lin Gengxin, as the chief among the younger generation, still holds a unique position.
However, it is clear to everyone that Lin Yunchuan's talent and potential are also quite good; it's just that his bone age is still too young.
When they grow up in the future, they will be a formidable opponent.
In less than a moment, a young man in white appeared on the Battle Spirit Platform.
He had a handsome face and carried a peach wood sword on his back.
His gaze fell on Lin Yunchuan with icy coldness.
"Lin Yunchuan, today I will kill you..."
These words were spoken.
Not only the others below the Battle Spirit Platform, but even Lin Yunchuan's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.
He was stunned for a moment, and then the memory from three years ago slowly resurfaced in his mind.
During the sect tournament of the Flowing Cloud Sect back then, it seems that I mistakenly killed an inner disciple during the martial arts competition.
Although I can't remember the name, his appearance seems to resemble the young man in white in front of me.
"Oh, I remember now."
"So you're here to avenge that good-for-nothing from three years ago?"
Lin Yunchuan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"He was useless back then, he couldn't even withstand a casual move from me."
"How can you blame me for this death?"
Wang Mu took a deep breath to suppress his emotions.
He knew very well that this was his only chance to avenge his brother.
On the Battle Spirit Platform, he would not allow any mistakes to occur.
Having regained his composure, he calmly turned his gaze to the elder in charge of the Flowing Cloud Sect standing to the side.
"Should we start now?"
The elder in charge merely glanced at Lin Yunchuan, and then his deep voice echoed through the space once more.
"Can..."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Wang Mu's spiritual power surged forth, and in the blink of an eye, he had already broken through to the Dao Palace realm.
The peach wood sword in his hand shot out through the air.
A sword shadow streaked across the moon's silhouette, hurtling towards Lin Yunchuan's location.
There's something there.
"But not many..."
Wang Mu's ability to break through to the Dao Palace Realm at such a young age is a testament to his potential, even within the Flowing Cloud Sect.
Not to mention the nascent form of swordsmanship that had been formed.
The offensive force was about to fall.
Lin Yunchuan took a step with his ghostly steps, and countless arcs of electricity leaped through the air.
Lightning surged from his body, and he threw a punch directly at the sword shadow.
The sword shadow shattered in less than a moment.
Wang Mu's expression changed slightly. He had originally thought that Lin Yunchuan's strength as a beginner in the Dao Palace Realm was not enough, no matter how high his talent was.
They still possess the power to resist.
I never expected this bastard to be hiding his true strength.
A thought crossed my mind.
His figure darted about once more, the peach wood sword in his hand like a streak of light.
Emerging from the spring breeze.
Lin Yunchuan shook his head, his face full of disappointment.
"I thought it would put some pressure on me."
"I never expected that you, like your brother who died three years ago, are still a good-for-nothing."
"Go to hell..."
Lightning suddenly appeared in sight.
A loud bang, followed by the sound of shattering.
By the time everyone came to their senses, Wang Mu's figure had been sent flying backwards.
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