Sky War God

But they had to fight for it because it was a rare opportunity for them to make a name for themselves.    

    

Furthermore, if they could enter the top ten of the competition, they would have the chance to represent the Martial Mansion and participate in the Emperor Board Dao Discussion held by the The Imperial Family of the State of Zhao a few months later.    

    

The Emperor Board Dao Discussion was a competition between all the Qi Condensation Stage geniuses of the Zhao State, and it had gathered all the elites of the Zhao State.    

    

At that time, all the major powers of the Zhao State would send their experts to participate, including the geniuses of the various College Martial House powers in the Imperial City. The The World of Martial Arts was the true The World of Martial Arts of the Zhao State, and it was the center of attention.    

    

Who didn't want to display their brilliance and fame on the battle platform of the Emperor Board Discussion? Such an opportunity would only be left to the top geniuses. Therefore, the significance of this year's Martial House Tournament was extraordinary. In a certain sense, from the looks of it, this year's competition could also be regarded as a selection competition for the Emperor Board Dao Discussion.    

    

The Emperor Board Dao Discussion was the true stage for the competition of geniuses. Although the Day xuanwu mansion big ratio was equally amazing, it only represented the highest level of the Tianxuan Mansion's forces. How could it be compared to the entire Zhao State?    

    

As the crowd thought of this, their eyes were filled with determination.    

    

"Now, the third round of the competition will begin! The rules are very simple. First, all 48 of you draw lots. There are 24 different diagrams drawn on them. The two people who draw the same diagram will fight first. The 24 people who fail will temporarily lose the qualification to choose their opponents and become the chosen ones. The 24 people who won would obtain the qualification to choose their opponent for the next round. Which one of the people who finished the last battle first? Whoever defeated their opponent would be the first to choose their opponent. And so on and so forth. Similarly, in the second round of battle, who was loser? The one who lost the right to choose his opponent would automatically lose the right to choose his opponent. After the third round, all three rounds would be regarded as eliminations. The remaining people continued to fight according to the above-mentioned rules. As long as someone's number of defeats reached three, it meant elimination. In the end, there were still ten people left. The final ranking battle. Do you have any objections to this rule?"    

    

Chen Xiangtian's voice was loud and clear, allowing everyone to hear him clearly. Everyone's eyes lit up.    

    

The rules of the battle described by Chen Xiangtian were very clear and direct. First, it was the Lucky Draw Battle. Victor had obtained the right to choose his opponent in the next round, and loser had become his opponent.    

    

Whoever defeated his opponent first would be the first to choose his opponent. The second round of the battle was still the same. If loser still couldn't defeat his opponent in the previous round, he would continue to play the role of the one chosen. This would be very passive. If you were weak, many experts would be very willing to choose you. It would be an easy victory for you.    

    

However, if the chosen one defeated the chosen one... Then, the roles of the two would be overturned. The chosen one would become the chosen one, and the chosen one would become the chosen one. They would have the initiative and could choose the weak to fight.    

    

In this endless cycle of rules, when someone's number of defeats reached three, it would be regarded as elimination, and the journey of the This year's Large Competition would end.    

    

Finally, out of the forty-eight people, ten would be selected to become the top ten candidates for the This year's Large Competition. They would then carry out the ultimate competition and determine the final ranking.    

    

"Understood!"    

    

Everyone easily understood the battle rules described by Chen Xiangtian, and they all nodded their heads. However, some of the weaker ones had doubts in their hearts.    

    

"Elder Chen, I have something that I don't know if I should tell you."    

    

Among the forty-eight people, one of the experts asked.    

    

"Speak!"    

    

Chen Xiangtian looked at that person and answered.    

    

"There's no problem with the rules of the battle. It's very fair. However, the cultivation levels of the people present are uneven. If their cultivation levels are different, wouldn't it be unfair to fight?"    

    

The expert cupped his fists at Chen Xiangtian and said. His cultivation level was at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation, which was very passive when compared to some of the cultivators at the sixth or seventh level of the Qi Condensation.    

    

"Fair?"    

    

After listening to the man's question, Chen Xiangtian sneered. Then he said, "If you meet your mortal enemy on the road, the enemy's cultivation base will be higher than yours. If they want to kill you, will they consider the so-called fair suppression of cultivation base and fight you? The Martial House Tournament is competing with your combat strength. Talent was secondary. Cultivation base was low. If your combat strength wasn't good enough, you could only blame your cultivation speed for being slow. Who can you blame? "    

    

After saying that, Chen Xiangtian's sharp pupillae still unintentionally swept across Ye Feng's body, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. He had a feeling that his evil plan had succeeded.    

    

"I understand!"    

    

Chen Xiangtian's words were sharp, causing the face of the powerful warrior who had asked the question to turn slightly unpleasant. He retreated.    

    

"The third round of the competition is really cruel. It seems like those who are weak will suffer! Under the absolute advantage of their cultivation base, all of their talents are nothing. They will all be crushed."    

    

Many people thought of the strong and the people in the stands discussed animatedly. The rules of the Martial House Tournament this time seemed to be very different from the past. It had become even more cruel. The strong were respected.    

    

After hearing Chen Xiangtian's words, Ye Feng's eyes revealed a sharp glint, and a cold smile appeared on his face.    

    

The other party's words seemed to make some sense. But wasn't he also targeting those with weaker cultivation bases?    

    

Cultivation speed is slow? Those who were able to fight in the third round... Which one of them wasn't extremely talented and had a low cultivation base? It was just that the person was young and had cultivated for a relatively short period of time.    

    

When he thought of this, Ye Feng's heart became incomparably cold. However, even though he knew about it in his heart, he didn't feel the need to say anything. So what if he said it?    

    

Chen Xiangtian was the one in charge of Elder, and he held a high position in the sect. Ye Feng was just an ordinary disciple.    

    

Why would the Martial Mansion change the rules because of him?    

    

When you don't have enough strength to make others value you, don't expect others to do anything for you.    

    

Next, the drawing of lots began. Everyone took turns drawing their own lots on the drawing platform.    

    

When Ye Feng walked onto the drawing platform, many cold gazes shot towards him, giving him a bone-piercing chill.    

    

Among them, Dugu Loong, Ni Zhantian, and Chen Aotian had cold smiles in their eyes. In this round, no matter which one of them met Ye Feng, they wouldn't show any mercy.    

    

"Show me all the signatures you have drawn!"    

    

After drawing the lots, Chen Xiangtian said.    

    

Everyone showed the signatures they had drawn in front of everyone. When they saw that they had found someone with the same pattern as them, some were happy, some were sad.    

    

They did not know whether it was a coincidence or not. In this round of drawing lots, the experts on the Qi Condensation List did not meet with each other.    

    

The battle quickly erupted, forming twenty different battlefields in different directions. Violent attacks were unleashed, and they were extremely powerful and magnificent. The entire space was covered by a layer of Battle Spirit, and it was somewhat oppressive.    

    

The people on the scene were all excited, and their eyes were fixed on the fighting stage.    

    

"Look, that's Dugu Loong. As the strongest genius disciple of the Tianxuan Mansion, the one who confronted Dugu Loong is really unlucky!"    

    

An expert's eyes fell on Dugu Loong, who was standing in the middle of the fighting stage, and said.    

    

"That's right! It would be a disaster for any one of them to encounter Dugu Loong. Dugu Loong had already locked onto the first place in this year's competition. Who could compete with him? "    

    

Another expert spoke. They all knew that no one could resist Dugu Loong's strength. The first place belonged to him.    

    

"I admit defeat!"    

    

Just as everyone had imagined, the expert who was fighting Dugu Loong didn't even have the courage to fight before he admitted defeat.    

    

Dugu Loong's proud gaze swept across the expert. Without saying anything, he stepped back to the side of the arena. He didn't even need to fight to obtain victory. This was Dugu Loong, the number one genius disciple of the Tianxuan Mansion. No one could fight him. Admitting defeat seemed to be the best choice.    

    

Ni Zhantian's battle had also begun. His opponent was a sixth level Qi Condensation expert. He was very strong, and he wanted to fight Ni Zhantian. However, just as the battle began, that expert was punched by Ni Zhantian until he spat out blood. He couldn't even withstand a single blow, and Ni Zhantian won.    

    

Chen Aotian's battle lasted for a short period of time. He had defeated his opponent with a single strike, and gained the right to choose his opponent in the next round.    

    

Ye Feng's opponent was a Fourth Level Qi Condensation warrior, and he was a direct disciple of Elder in the inner circle. He was very strong, and he was able to walk all the way to the last round of the competition. No one was weak.    

    

"First place on the Stairway to Heaven, I would like to experience your strength."    

    

The warrior looked at Ye Feng and said in a flat tone. Although he couldn't tell Ye Feng's exact cultivation level, judging from the aura that Ye Feng had released, he was sure that Ye Feng's cultivation level was higher than his.    

    

After all, climbing the Stairway to Heaven depended on one's comprehension of the Force of Heaven and Earth, and it didn't have much to do with one's combat strength.    

    

"You are not my match. I advise you to give up!"    

    

Ye Feng spoke calmly. He stood with his hands behind his back. His tone was calm, as if everything should be like this.    

    

"How would I know?"    

    

After hearing Ye Feng's words, a cold smile emerged on the expert's face. He thought that Ye Feng was too arrogant.    

    

Immediately after, the aura on his body suddenly bloomed. A violent punch was thrown at Ye Feng's body. The punch was filled with wind and terrifying destructive power attached to it.    

    

Ye Feng's body didn't move, but the War God Body Refinement Scripture bloomed. A The Armor of the War God emerged on his body, and it unleashed a terrifying combat power.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

Seeing that he didn't dodge, the corner of the expert's mouth curled up into a bloodthirsty smile. This Ye Feng was being too arrogant. He didn't even dodge his punch. He was simply courting death.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

A muffled sound was heard. In the next moment, the Fist Light broke through everything and heavily struck Ye Feng's body. Horrifying destructive power kept wreaking havoc on Ye Feng's body.    

    

However, Ye Feng's body didn't move like a mountain. The expert only felt his fist hitting a thick wall. With his strength, he couldn't move it at all!    

    

At this moment, the expression of the expert changed. A storm was raging in his heart. He wanted to retreat, but it was already too late!    

    

Ye Feng's Fist Light was unleashed at this moment. It landed heavily on the expert's body, causing him to let out a miserable cry. His body was sent flying, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Ye Feng in shock. He couldn't believe that Ye Feng had such a powerful strength.    

    

"I've said it before, you're no match for me."    

    

Ye Feng glanced at the strong cultivator and said indifferently. Then, he walked back to the edge of the fighting stage.    

    

Many people had noticed the battle on Ye Feng's side, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.    

    

This Ye Feng's physique was actually so strong. He was able to withstand the attack of a fourth level Qi Condensation warrior with his physique, but he was still unharmed. He had even defeated his opponent with a single strike. It could be said that he had done it cleanly and cleanly.