Chapter 764 Auditions
Xiao Chujing came to inform Ye Xiaoman to get off the flying boat as they were almost at their destination.
When he stood at the door, he vaguely heard the boy's intoxicated crying. He immediately pushed the door open, and the sound disappeared immediately, as if it was an auditory hallucination.
He lowered his eyes and saw a small formation stone behind the door, which was crushed by the door axis, and some kind of magic array wave spread out.
Xiao Chujing walked behind the screen. Ye Xiaoman was soaking in the bathtub and fell asleep on the edge of the tub.
A white cat was lying on the bed where he and Ye Xiaoman had been intimate, taking a nap.
There seems to be nothing unusual.
Except for the white cat's hair, there was still some undried moisture.
"Senior Brother Xiao." Ye Xiaoman seemed to be woken up by him and yawned.
There was a shallow tooth mark on her pink shoulder. Xiao Chujing thought it might have been left when he was infatuated with love. He had no recollection of it.
He gently extended his hand towards her, "We've arrived at the Tianyan Sect."
Ye Xiaoman packed up and walked out of the room with Xiao Chujing. The senior brothers and sisters had already gathered on the deck of the flying boat.
The flying boat did not land as Ye Xiaoman had imagined, but instead stayed in the air. Ye Xiaoman looked around and was a little shocked.
The sky has become a large multi-story parking lot, filled with all kinds of flying magic weapons parked neatly and regularly. Front, back, left and right, it looks like a vast ocean of magic weapons with no end in sight.
There were layers of flying magic weapons above and below the flying boat, and there were no telling how many layers there were, and there were cultivators everywhere.
It seemed like hundreds of thousands of people were stuck in traffic on the same road, which was quite spectacular.
Ye Xiaoman asked blankly: "What should we do now?"
She saw that there were only twenty contestants on the deck, and then she looked at the flying spirit cloth next to the flying boat, which was very close to the flying boat, and saw that there were also twenty monks from other sects standing there.
"Where are the sect leader and the elders?"
"You came too late to see them," the senior sister standing beside her replied, "The sect master and his men left first to socialize with the head of the Tianyan Sect. They won't appear again until the top ten finals. From then on, it's up to us disciples to make our own way."
"We are currently at the first round of auditions. Only those who pass the preliminary spiritual power test will be allowed to enter the Tianyan Sect and proceed to the second round of auditions."
Ye Xiaoman nodded: "I understand. We are waiting in line for the audition."
The eldest sister said, "We don't have to wait too long. Don't look at the crowds around us. The Tianyan Sect's spiritual array can test the spiritual power of 100,000 people at the same time. It can instantly screen out 99% of the people. It will be our turn soon."
Ye Xiaoman said, "I didn't realize there were so many cultivators in the human world."
The eldest sister said, "The requirements for the Six Realms Competition are young cultivators under the age of 30. Anyone with a cultivation level above the third level of Qi Refining and below the peak of Core Formation can sign up. Of course, there are many people."
Standing at the front of the team are the sect leader's four direct disciples of "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum". Each of them has participated in at least one human selection. The eldest, Brother Chrysanthemum, has participated in two sessions and is very familiar with the overall process, so they will lead the team this time.
Senior Sister Mei counted the number of people and said, "Everyone is here. Please form a circle. I will introduce the selection rules."
Each human selection is held in turn by the ten major sects in the human world, so the audition process is different for each session.
Senior Sister Mei and the others only received the audition rules after they arrived at the scene by flying boat.
Senior Sister Mei opened the scroll she had just received. Time was limited, so she finished her speech quickly and concisely.
"There are three rounds of auditions this time."
"The first round is a preliminary spiritual power test. This round will select 200,000 cultivators with superior combat power from the millions of cultivators who have registered, for a total of 10,000 teams."
"The second round will be the Spirit Flag Conquest. The 200,000 cultivators who passed the first round of auditions will be placed in 1,000 closed battle zones, each with 200 people. This means 10 teams will compete for 100 Xuantian flags."
"Finally, teams will be ranked based on the total number of flags they capture. The top 1,000 will have the opportunity to advance."
"In this round, 200,000 people will be eliminated to 20,000."
"In the third round, repeat the second round. Out of the 20,000 people, only 2,000 people will be left, which means 100 winning teams."
Ye Xiaoman nodded. This was just the audition phase. Only 2,000 people out of 200,000 could advance to the next step. The elimination rate was extremely high, and the competition was extremely fierce.
She asked, "What's next?"
Senior Brother Ju took over the conversation.
"Next up, there will be preliminary rounds, where one hundred teams will compete, and only ten will be selected. The specific format of the competition is still unknown."
"The final selection will be for the remaining ten teams. Ten will be eliminated in a seven-way elimination tournament to determine the top three who will represent the human world in the Six Realms Competition."
"At this point, the level of cultivation has already been revealed in the previous chaotic battles. The geniuses who can break into the top ten are basically of the same level of cultivation, and martial arts is no longer a test."
Senior Brother Ju pointed to his head and said, "It's a test of intelligence."
Ye Xiaoman summed it up: "Fighting in the front, a battle of wits in the back."
Senior Brother Ju smiled: "That's about it."
"Our current challenge is to pass the first three rounds of auditions."
"The best achievement in our sect's history was breaking into the top 100 a hundred years ago."
"This way, we can create a miracle this time..." He looked at Xiao Chujing, "The subsequent battle of wits will depend on Master Xiao...Uncle Master."
Xiao Chujing and Ye Xiaoman are the direct disciples of the Supreme Elder, and their seniority is higher than everyone present.
In other words, Ye Xiaoman is familiar with the senior sisters and the others, and they don't care about trivial matters. When they get along with each other, they still call each other by their old names in private.
Xiao Chujing said without hesitation: "Actually, the battle of wits started from the second round of the auditions."
"In the same battle zone, 40 teams compete for 100 flags. How to capture enough flags within a limited time and protect the spoils from being stolen requires advance strategy and teamwork."
"Yes, our sect has never been good at strategy," Senior Brother Ju said happily, "Next, I'll have to ask Senior Uncle Xiao to help me think harder."
They didn't chat for long before it was their turn to take the aura test.
All the monks participating in the selection saw a single-plank bridge in front of them. Under the bridge was a surging sea of clouds, and at the end of the bridge stood the eye of the storm of a teleportation array.
The selected team will be teleported into the Tianyan Sect through the eye of the storm.
The single-plank bridge is wide enough to allow 200 people to walk side by side.
Senior Sister Mei said seriously, "Everyone, hold hands with your neighbor and walk side by side."
Ye Xiaoman and Xiao Chujing always stood together, so she held the senior sister's hand with one hand and shook hands with Xiao Chujing with the other.
Xiao Chujing and she smiled at each other, and they saw the determination to win in each other's eyes.
Twenty monks of the Qingzheng Sect stood shoulder to shoulder, forming an iron chain. Following Sister Mei's shout of "rise," everyone lifted their feet and stepped onto the single-plank bridge in front of them.
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