In the central square of the Kowloon Imperial City, the vast and magnificent sect competition venue was awe-inspiring. The ground was paved with century-old black iron, intricately carved with spiritual patterns and radiating a faint aura. Nine towering stone pillars stood around it, each adorned with a lifelike stone dragon. From its mouth, colorful clouds of spiritual energy occasionally erupted, enveloping the entire venue in a dreamlike atmosphere. The stone pillars formed an energy barrier.
The area was crowded with people, and all the major sects had gathered here. The disciples from each major sect were dressed in their sect's uniforms, looking heroic and valiant.
On the vast and magnificent stands, the Kowloon Dynasty sat in the center, their presence awe-inspiring, as if they could overwhelm the entire crowd. To their left and right sat representatives from the three ancient families and the eight great sects.
At this moment, the Kowloon Dynasty was led by the valiant and renowned First Prince, Huangfu Zhanchang. Standing tall and straight like a pine tree, his face resolute and stern, he exuded an awe-inspiring aura of kingship. At his side, the equally distinguished Third Prince, Huangfu Yuzhao, stood side by side, like two dazzling stars, capturing everyone's attention.
At the same time, the three ancient families also attached great importance to this event, and sent their top masters to observe. These masters were all skilled in unique skills and had unfathomable strength. Their presence undoubtedly added more attractions and suspense to the competition.
Not far from the field, a towering grandstand rose from the ground. This grandstand was not only grand in scale but also fully equipped. It was specially prepared for the powerful from all factions to watch the game and rest. Inside, the grandstand was filled with a dazzling array of ornaments crafted from a variety of rare materials. They sparkled with a dazzling brilliance, like a dazzling array of stars in the night sky, captivating the viewer.
Suddenly, a bell rang in the venue, and the whole place fell silent.
An old man in a white robe came to the arena, and with a deep breath, he said, "Welcome everyone to the sect competition. I am one of the examiners of this competition, Zhang Jintong of the Dynasty."
When these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in surprise. Who was Zhang Jintong? He was known as the strongest commander of Kowloon, a powerful man in the early stage of great success!
Zhang Jintong continued, "This competition is related to the distribution of spiritual minerals among the major sects. I hope the contestants will do their best to win glory for their sects.
First, let me explain the rules of the game
First: No one is allowed to attack secretly during the competition, otherwise the elders of the jury will kill them.
Second: If one party admits defeat, the game is deemed over and the other party cannot attack again.
Third: The competition is an elimination system. Participants will draw lots on stage and fight in the same group. The winner will be considered to advance.
Fourth: The top three in this competition can go to the Kowloon City Treasury to choose a treasure, and the first place winner can obtain the qualification to enter the ancient secret realm.
Next, please invite the geniuses from each sect to come up and draw lots." After that, the disciples participating in the competition walked onto the stage one after another.
After a moment, Zhang Jintong looked at the contestants in the arena and said loudly: "The first match is Zhang Daoxuan of Qingyun Sect against Zhang Jie of Tianxing Sect. Qin Mufeng of Batian Sect will fight Xu Zisheng of Yunv Mountain."
Jiang Feng glanced at Zhang Jie standing on the ring and warned Zhang Daoxuan: "You have to be careful with this guy. If you can't do it, just give up and don't care!"
Zhang Daoxuan said calmly: "I want to see how big the gap is between me and these geniuses." Then he walked towards the arena
Because the two matches were held at the same time, most people focused on the battle between Batianmen and Yunushan. Everyone believed that Zhang Daoxuan would lose because the gap in strength was too big.
"The game begins" As the words fell, the two battles began!
Zhang Jie didn't rush to take action: "Jiang Feng is actually from your sect, it seems I don't need to show mercy."
After saying that, he flashed and rushed towards Zhang Daoxuan, punching him in the face with a heavy punch. Zhang Daoxuan was not to be outdone, and with the mighty spiritual energy in his body, he punched back with a palm.
With just one collision, Zhang Daoxuan took a few steps back, the clothes on his entire arm exploded, and blood was dripping!
Zhang Jie challenged, "Are all Qingyun Sect's disciples so weak?"
Zhang Daoxuan suddenly had a spear in his hand and shouted, "Meteor Spear—die!!!"
Instantly, a giant vortex formed with the Meteor Spear as its center, and countless spears appeared in the vortex and attacked Zhang Jie. Zhang Jie shouted coldly and slashed out with the Qing Gang Sword in his hand.
The crowd in the audience cheered and shouted, and someone on the side exclaimed: "It's actually the Qinggang Sword, it's a top-grade treasure!"
Zhang Jie swung his sword, sending streams of sharp sword energy whistling out like a surging torrent, mercilessly meeting the spear hurtling towards him like a meteor. Each stream of sword energy struck the spear's vital points with uncanny precision, neutralizing its powerful attack one by one.
The two intertwined, fighting fiercely from the ground all the way to mid-air. Their figures flashed and collided in the air like two bolts of lightning. And with each fierce clash of their weapons, a deafening roar erupted, as if ripping the entire square apart.
The crowd watching below was already stunned, looking at each other with disbelief on their faces. Especially when they saw Zhang Daoxuan's performance, they couldn't help but secretly admire: "Zhang Daoxuan is truly amazing! Not only is his spearmanship extremely sharp, but his moves are also varied. He can fight Zhang Jie without losing at all."
Just as everyone was exclaiming in amazement, Zhang Jie suddenly shouted coldly, his voice like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums. At the same time, his spiritual energy suddenly surged, like a volcano about to erupt, his momentum was terrifying.
The Qing Gang Sword in his hand also emitted a dazzling green light. Under the bright light, the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard faintly. Then, Zhang Jie swung his sword with all his strength. An incomparably huge sword shadow instantly condensed and slashed towards Zhang Daoxuan with overwhelming force.
Zhang Daoxuan knew how powerful this attack was. He held the gun in his right hand, and gathered all the spiritual energy in his body on the gun. Instead of retreating, he advanced and launched his strongest attack. The Meteor Gun rushed up like a dragon.
In an instant, the sound of explosion resounded throughout the world. After the two powerful attacks collided, Zhang Daoxuan fell on the ring like a kite with a broken string, and Zhang Jie's shoulder was actually pierced by it!
Zhang Daoxuan knew he was no match for his opponent and was about to raise his hands to admit defeat when Zhang Jie threw an angry punch at him.
After a loud bang, Zhang Daoxuan flew out of the ring with all his bones broken.
Zhang Jie said softly, "I'm so sorry, I didn't stop!!!"
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