As soon as the first match of the Heavenâs Chosen disciple competition ended, the second bout began right away.
This one was contestant number 3 versus contestant number 4.
Both fighters were at the Early Stage of Void Refining cultivation, and they traded blows back and forth atop the stone platform.
It looked exciting as hell, but Lin Changâsheng just kept shaking his head; honestly, there was nothing here worth watching.
So Lin Changâsheng stopped paying attention and instead closed his eyes, nourishing his spirit.
Three hundred moves went by without a winner, making the disciples below all start to feel drowsy.
Around the arena, all the sect elders had no shortage of comments.
"The way these two are going at it, I bet even one or two hours wonât be enough to settle this!"
"Right? Are we just supposed to sit here and wait? There are so many disciples still waiting to fight!"
"Maybe we should call it a draw and let the next disciples get on with it!"
...
All the sect elders voiced their own opinions.
The Grand Elder of the Refining God Sect looked at the combat platform and saw thereâd be no winner anytime soon, so he immediately called a halt and declared the bout a draw.
Otherwise, with both sides so evenly matched, they could keep fighting for half a day.
If every match dragged on like this, these rounds would take more than a month to finish!
In the end, the two were stopped and gave up at a draw.
From there, the matches got a lot more exciting, and Lin Changâsheng started to pay close attention.
The disciples from the top ten forces of the Immortal Realm were especially impressive, their techniques and immortal arts dazzling.
The Immortal Martial Hallâs disciples had the most immortal techniquesâwhether it was fist technique, palm technique, saber technique, or sword technique, each was incredibly fierce.
It just proved that the Immortal Martial Hall truly had the greatest collection of high-level immortal arts in the realm.
Otherwise, their disciples wouldnât dominate across every style.
Next up was the Heaven-Suppressing Sect, with most of their disciples wielding hammer-shaped weaponsâimmense force and power.
When combined with their sectâs unique immortal arts, their offensive strength shot up.
Whenever disciples from these two major sects stepped onto the stage, none of them ever lost.
Soon, it was contest number 15 versus number 16.
Just then, Liu Chengfeng gave a cold, cruel smirk at the edge of his mouth, then leapt straight onto the arena.
"Blood Robe Sect?"
Lin Changâsheng saw the guy dressed in blood-red robes and instantly got a bad feeling.
If this guy was from the Blood Robe Sect, there was no chance heâd show mercy to Zhao ShuangâEr.
"Brother Changâsheng, Iâm going up!"
Zhao ShuangâEr called out, ready to go onstage.
"ShuangâEr, just admit defeat once you get up there. This guyâs from the Blood Robe Sectâhe wonât hold back, and youâre not his match!"
Lin Changâsheng urged Zhao ShuangâEr to forfeit, so she wouldnât have to take the risk.
But Zhao ShuangâEr refused to surrender without a fight.
She agreed outwardly, but once she was on the platform, she couldnât resist trading a few moves. Seeing all those intense battles got her blood pumping too.
"Blood Robe Sect, Liu Chengfeng!"
"Zhao ShuangâEr!"
Liu Chengfeng and Zhao ShuangâEr announced their names, but Zhao ShuangâEr didnât forfeit, making Lin Changâsheng feel uneasy.
"Take this!"
Maybe Liu Chengfeng was worried Zhao ShuangâEr would give up, so the second he finished speaking, he slashed out a sword aura, going straight for the killânot giving her any chance to surrender.
Zhao ShuangâEr reacted quickly, dodging in a flash.
Boomâ
The sword aura smashed into her shield, rippling out in waves.
Not to be outdone, Zhao ShuangâEr dodged the first attack, then instantly summoned a lower grade celestial spirit treasure blade that Lin Changâsheng had given her, charging forward with her sword raised.
The way Zhao ShuangâEr fought took everyone by surprise; she was clearly outclassed by two whole small realms.
Liu Chengfeng was Late Stage Divinity Transformation, and Zhao ShuangâEr was only Early Stageâyet she didnât back down, just charged straight at Liu Chengfeng.
Even Liu Chengfeng looked surprised.
"Courting death!"
Liu Chengfeng barked, swinging his blade in a wide arc and unleashing a barrage of sword qi, trying to force Zhao ShuangâEr back.
Instead, Zhao ShuangâEr acted like she had a death wishâthis time, she rushed headlong into the sword qi instead of dodging.
The crowd below was stunned. This is a tournament, not a battle to the death!
Splurtâ
Just as expected, two sword auras pierced right through Zhao ShuangâErâs body, sending twin sprays of blood flying.
Luckily, neither strike was fatalâone got her shoulder, and one her abdomen.
But Zhao ShuangâEr succeeded in getting close to Liu Chengfeng, thrusting her sword aura straight for his heart.
"What the..."
Liu Chengfengâs heart jumped; his eyes went wideâthis girl was absolutely nuts. Heâd never seen anyone fight like this before.
Feeling alarmed, Liu Chengfeng stomped the floor and blasted backward in retreat.
The sword aura missed him by barely seven inches.
Liu Chengfeng could even feel the chill off her blade.
But space on the arena was limited. After dodging back ten yards, he had nowhere left to retreat, forcing him to twist aside at the last second.
Too bad Zhao ShuangâErâs sword aura was already way too close.
Splurtâ
Her blade shot straight through Liu Chengfengâs upper arm. If he hadnât dodged fast enough, that strike wouldâve pierced his heart and ended him right there.
The burning pain sent Liu Chengfeng into a rage.
A dignified Late Stage Divinity Transformation Heavenâs Chosen, wounded by an Early Stage girl? If people found out, heâd be the laughingstock of the sect.
Liu Chengfeng slammed his palm at Zhao ShuangâErâs shoulder, sending her flying off.
Their first exchange left them both seriously injured.
The audience below was left speechless.
Lin Changâsheng never expected this girl to be so reckless when it came to a fight.
"Is this girl crazy? Facing attacks, she doesnât even try to dodge? Willing to go down together? This is just a tournament, not life-or-deathâwhatâs the point?"