As soon as these words were spoken, there was a commotion below.
Three hundred square meters of heavenly energy!
This move can be said to be generous!
The champion of the main competition only has one thousand Fang Tianyuan Qi.
Someone asked, "Excuse me, Miss Lin, what kind of activities are you planning? Tell us so that we can all hear it."
Seeing everyone eager to try, Lin Caiying smiled slightly.
Without saying much, he clapped his hands and asked his disciples to push forward a stone with sharp edges like white jade.
The stone is about three meters long, about ten meters high, and about one palm thick.
From a distance, it looks like a screen made of white jade.
"Purple Cloud Stone Screen?"
Seeing this white jade screen, Su Ming raised his eyebrows and spoke lightly.
"Saint Su Ming has a good eye! This is the Purple Cloud Society's treasure, the 'Purple Cloud Stone Screen'!"
Lin Caiying smiled and said proudly, "This purple cloud stone screen is a treasure discovered by our Purple Cloud Society's ancestors in a mysterious world. It is neither gold nor silver, and is extremely tough. Even those below the level of demigods would find it difficult to leave much of a mark on it, and even if they did, the purple cloud stone screen would quickly recover."
After a pause, she looked at everyone again and said, "This little activity is also very simple. Today, many geniuses have gathered. Whoever can print the clearest words on this purple cloud stone screen will receive the reward of 300 square meters of Heavenly Source Qi!"
As soon as she finished speaking, whispers were heard again from below.
Some people are even eager to step forward and challenge.
"I've heard of the purple cloud stone screen. Its material is quite hard. I'm afraid most people here can't even carve a shallow mark on it."
"The Purple Cloud Stone Screen is so strong? Even if we climb up, it will be in vain."
"Hehe, didn't you see that this event was prepared for Murong Wentian and Ruan Hongzhu? Apart from the two of them, I can't think of anyone else who can win the reward of 300 Fang Tianyuan Qi."
"Humph! I don't believe it. My Taixuan Vajra Finger is no pushover. I've never been afraid of anything in this realm of power!"
"Then go up and try it!"
"Yes, go up and try it!"
“…”
Under the instigation of the crowd, the strong young man who practiced the "Taixuan Vajra Finger" stood up from his seat.
He swaggered forward and said in a loud voice, "I am Jin Zhong, a disciple of the Ancient Fist Sect. I am honored to present my humble performance!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of applause from the audience.
After all, he was the first genius to come on stage. No matter what the reason was, everyone was willing to give him applause and cheers.
"I heard that the Ancient Fist Sect practices fist and palm techniques, and that all disciples who join the sect are strong and powerful. Maybe Jin Zhongzhen can become the dark horse of this event!"
"Haha, it's too early to say that. Let's wait for Jin Zhong to land a punch first."
"I think this Jin Zhong can at least leave some marks on the purple cloud stone screen."
“…”
As everyone in the audience was whispering, Jin Zhong gathered all his energy and a bright white light emanated from his palms.
Then, he stretched out his right index and middle fingers, put them together, and stabbed the jade-white stone screen in front of him.
Click, click, click!
The sound of friction echoed in the quiet conference hall.
Then, everyone noticed that three large, unclear characters appeared on the purple cloud stone screen:
Ancient boxing teaching!
Although everyone could barely make out the three words, they were engraved too shallowly on the stone screen, with a depth of less than one centimeter.
However, being able to print words on the purple cloud stone screen is already a very terrifying thing.
Jin Zhong's strength and finger techniques were obviously recognized by everyone.
"Thank you."
Jin Zhong clasped his fists proudly and then walked back to his seat with a swagger, attracting a burst of congratulations and chatter from the surrounding geniuses.
Those who originally looked down on this short and strong young man now retracted their gazes and kept their distance from Jin Zhong.
At the same time, he secretly reminded himself that if he met this guy in tomorrow's competition, he must be extra careful of his finger and palm techniques.
After all, their bodies are far less hard than the purple cloud stone screen.
But those three words did not appear on the purple cloud stone screen for too long.
There seemed to be some kind of magical power in the purple cloud stone screen, which quickly erased the words and restored the stone screen to its original state.
Next, several more geniuses volunteered to step forward, but none of them could surpass Jin Zhong's results.
It even took a shorter time to display on the purple cloud stone screen. Almost as soon as the words were written, as soon as the force was released, the purple cloud stone screen recovered like a sponge.
As time goes by, fewer and fewer geniuses come up.
In the end, not even one person came up.
After all, everyone has a standard for measuring their own strength. After seeing so many people go up, they also know that even if they go up, they will not be able to achieve very good results. Why bother themselves?
At this moment, Lin Caiying looked at Murong Wentian and Ruan Hongzhu, who had not moved from the chair, and said with a smile:
"Everyone's almost finished competing. Why don't you, Master Murong and Sister Ruan, show us your skills and open our eyes?"
Murong Wentian gently waved his folding fan, looked at Ruan Hongzhu and said, "Miss Ruan, please go first?"
Ruan Hongzhu snorted coldly and stood up without any courtesy.
When the crowd below saw Ruan Hongzhu coming on stage, the discussions in the audience suddenly stopped, and almost all eyes were focused on Ruan Hongzhu.
Ruan Hongzhu didn't hesitate too much. She rolled up her sleeves, put her slender fingers together, and wrote three large characters directly on the purple cloud stone screen:
Wanjian Manor!
The handwriting on the purple cloud stone screen was two centimeters deep, causing the surrounding geniuses to exclaim in amazement.
"As expected, he's a strong contender for the Youth Elite Championship. His strength is truly formidable!"
"A female cultivator is actually even more powerful than Jin Zhong, who specializes in strength. This Ruan Hongzhu is truly amazing!"
“…”
The whispers below did not cause any ripples in Ruan Hongzhu's expression. Instead, he looked at Murong Wentian with a provocative look.
now you!
Murong Wentian chuckled and stood up without saying anything else.
He also extended two fingers and wrote three large characters on the purple cloud stone screen:
Zhenwu Sect!
The handwriting was very deep, half a centimeter deeper than the three words Ruan Hongzhu had written before.
Seeing this result, even Lin Caiying smiled and congratulated, "It seems that the first place in today's event will not belong to Master Murong."
Murong Wentian smiled and continued to gently wave his folding fan. He looked at Ruan Hongzhu and said, "Thank you for letting me."
Ruan Hongzhu snorted coldly and didn't say much.
As a female cultivator, she is not as strong as a male cultivator, but she has her own advantages.
Tomorrow’s main competition is the highlight, she is going to defeat Murong Wentian in the ring!
On the other side, in an inconspicuous corner, sat a man in black robes...
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