C685 Ruthlessness
C685 Ruthlessness
Zhao Ruijie felt a little bitter in his heart. Right now, in the Ancient Martial Arts Sect cultivation world, if he wanted to uphold justice and fairness, it would be extremely difficult!
Originally, Jiang Xiangtian had wanted to bring Yang Pann forward to be the champion of the world, but now, it had evolved into a battle for power …
However, since he had chosen this path, he might as well continue to fight!
Yang Pann, you have to win!
A flame of fighting spirit ignited in Zhao Ruijie's heart. Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand and shouted loudly: "The preliminaries, officially begins!"
Below the stage, everyone's spirits were lifted.
A wonderful show was about to start.
Zhao Ruijie then announced the rules of the competition.
First, this time's preliminaries had no restrictions, it was a complete simulation of the real battlefield.
Any cultivation method, weapon, or magical equipment could be used! Hidden weapons and poisons were not forbidden. Defeating the opponent was the only rule.
Killing an opponent or beating them until they no longer had the strength to continue the fight would also result in a win if the opponent was knocked off the arena.
Second, if one was not a match for the other, he or she could voluntarily surrender and admit defeat.
The moment someone surrendered, the battle would immediately end. The one in the upper hand could not attack again.
Third, the elimination round was the competition. The victor would then proceed to the next round. The loser would be eliminated immediately.
"The red and blue lots are rivals. There were a total of thirteen contestants. In this round, competitions 1 to 6, there was also a number zero red straw. Those who draw will directly turn the clock and enter the next round! "
After Zhao Ruijie announced the rules, he pointed to a lot of lots on the table and said: "All participants, come up to draw your lots!"
Zhang Qiufeng was the first to walk up and draw a blue lot. After that, he displayed it to everyone, "Number Five Blue!"
Many of the contestants' faces suddenly became anxious, and they secretly prayed that they wouldn't get number five, which was red.
Yang Pann walked forward, the Spiritual Sense scanned his body, opened its eye, and immediately took out the red No. 0 lot, then showed it to everyone and laughed: "Sorry, I will directly level up!"
"Brother's luck is pretty good!" Behind him, Wei Qingcang patted Yang Pann's shoulders and smiled.
Below the stage, a wave of gasps and exclamations could be heard, as everyone was extremely envious of Yang Pann, and he directly levelled up, it felt really good.
Moments later, everyone picked up their bamboo sticks.
Zhao Ruijie shouted: "Yang Pann is number zero, he will be promoted immediately! The next round shall begin. For the first round, the matches shall begin in the following order! "
Following that, Zhao Ruijie announced —
"Blue No.1 Zhang Kuang, versus Red No.1 Liu Jintang!"
"Blue No.2 Ling Fei versus Red No.2 Zhou Yunfan!"
"Blue third Hua Yinglou, against red fourth Chen Chaoge!"
"Blue Number Four Chu Feng versus Red Number Four Li Tianming!"
"Blue fifth Zhang Qiufeng, against red fifth Jiang Yuwei!"
"Blue six Wei Qingcang, against red six Xue Ziqing!"
"Now, Blue One and Red One will go up on stage and fight. The other contestants, get ready!" "Let's begin!"
Following Zhao Ruijie's order.
Zhang Kuang flew up onto the stage without any weapons. He had been known for his boxing style.
This youth had a round, sturdy haircut and his eyes were as sharp as knives. He looked at Liu Jintang below the stage and coldly said, "Liu Jintang, I heard that you recently obtained a lot of support from the three families in the northeast. Your cultivation increased greatly and your equipment became first-rate, go onstage!"
"Mad God Zhang Kuang, Elite Ranking number two, is truly very strong and has a very arrogant personality, but I still want to give it a try!"
Liu Jintang stood up and immediately attracted everyone's attention. He was clad in black iron armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right. He was fully armed, just like an ancient warrior.
Seeing the shield and the black armor covered densely with runes, Yang Pann stroked his chin, and muttered to himself: "It seems this bastard wants to rely on the advantage of his equipment to win!"
"Liu Jintang is also ranked thirteenth on the Elite Ranking. With such good equipment, he might actually win!" At the side, Xue Ziqing laughed.
Just as Liu Jintang stepped onto the stage, Zhang Kuang had already rushed forward like a fierce tiger jumping down a mountain, and threw out a punch: "Burning Fire God Fist! "Break for me!"
On his fist, a flame of burning zhen qi was raging. Wherever the tip of the fist passed, the air twisted and blurred, rippling like ripples.
"You are unable to break my Verdant Wood Divine Shield!"
Upon seeing this, Liu Jintang's pupils constricted. He did not dare to be negligent as he roared and sat on his horse with his back lowered, blocking the attack with his shield.
Bang! A sound like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking sounded out, causing everyone's eardrums to be filled with waves of intense pain!
The Ardent Flames Divine Fist smashed heavily into the shield, causing the air to churn and a shockwave to ripple outwards, causing the entire stage to become indistinct.
Liu Jintang only felt a massive force of one thousand Jin, causing his face to turn pale and he couldn't help but take a step back.
Crack! Crack!
With a crisp and clear cracking sound, terrifying cracks appeared on the surface of the Greenwood Shield.
"Ah?" The insolent Ardent Flame Divine Fist is actually so powerful! " Liu Jintang's face changed as he prepared to attack with his saber.
Zhang Kuang's left foot twisted and spun, his right leg raised high, then with a turn, he sent a high whip kick, his right foot slamming down heavily on the shield.
"Break!"
Along with Zhang Kuang's explosive shout, the shield instantly shattered into pieces. Liu Jintang's mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood as he flew backwards and fell to the ground.
"Five!" Four! Three! Two! "One!"
Zhao Ruijie slowly counted down five words. Seeing Liu Jin Tang sprawled on the ground and did not stand up, he announced: "Zhang Kuang Sheng! To advance to the next round! "
Zhang Kuang grinned and jumped off the stage.
"Second round, Ling Fei against Zhou Yunfan, please come up!" Zhao Ruijie announced loudly. He could not help but look at Zhou Yunfan worriedly.
"I want to show you the true strength of Mount Shu Sword Sect!"
Ling Fei had just been humiliated by Yang Pann, and he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart. He decided to vent his anger on Zhou Yunfan and flew up the stage, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire audience with killing intent.
Zhou Yunfan held his sword upside down and flew up onto the stage, then sneered: "I can also display the might of my Junior Group!"
"Is that so? The number one Mount Shu Sword Cultivator in the world! Other than us, you ants are not qualified to use swords! "
Ling Fei said with disdain.
These words caused many Junior Group members to be dissatisfied, as this Ling Fei was too arrogant and did not have the demeanor a famous sect or sect should have.
Elder Xu and Lee Chongxu also shook their heads lightly with a complex expression.
Yun Zhongzi could be said to be a sovereign of the way of the sword in this era, he was considered to be an outstanding genius, not inferior to Jiang Xiangtian at all.
"When Yang Pann threw me as a servant just now, you shouted so happily. If he doesn't dare to go up on stage, then you can be his scapegoat!"
Ling Fei's killing intent became stronger and stronger, he slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, which flickered with a cold light, on it were inscriptions, and it was a treasure sword.
"Madman!" Even if you are arrogant, you still need the qualifications to be arrogant! That's right, I am looking down on your Mount Shu Sect! "
Zhou Yunfan was very much in agreement with the group, so when Yang Pann had challenged Ling Fei earlier, he had been cheering for him.
Zhou Yunfan pulled out his sword and shouted, "Thirteen sword strikes of Qizheng, defense is abnormal!" She flew towards Ling Fei to kill him.
The sword glows were cold and connected in one piece. The sword glows were crisscrossing. They were abnormally upright and unstoppable, so dense that even the wind could not blow.
Zhou Yunfan was also an expert at the peak of Mid Profound Rank, an expert ranked thirteenth in the Elite Ranking.
"Get out!"
In his eyes, the sharp sword aura was getting closer and closer. Ling Fei smiled in disdain as he slashed out with the treasured sword in his hand at lightning speed.
Clang! The sword made a loud impact!
The front half of the sword in Zhou Yunfan's hand instantly shattered. The broken sword flew out of his hand and shot towards Zhao Ruijie who was on the stage.
Pow!
Zhao Ruijie raised his right hand, his two fingers grabbing onto the treasured sword, but on the broken sword, he could still feel the tremendous strength, which actually caused his arm to feel a sharp pain. His pupils shrank, this Ling Fei, was really strong!
Looking on the stage, Ling Fei took advantage of the moment when Zhou Yunfan was about to lose his treasure sword, and slashed out with his sword like a poisonous snake.
Chi chi chi chi. Several sharp sounds rang out as blood spurted out. Zhou Yunfan's hand and leg tendons were all severed. With a plop, he fell to the ground.
"Ling Fei, you are going too far! He has already lost his treasure sword, why did you cut off his tendons in his legs and make him a cripple! "
Zhao Ruijie slammed the table and bellowed.
"The sword is fast, accurate, ruthless, and stable. His sword had no sword at all, and was full of flaws. This kind of trash is not worthy of using swords at all! "
Ling Fei's face turned arrogant, he did not even look at Zhao Ruijie, slowly sheathed his sword and jumped off the stage.
"Ling Fei, you are going too far. Do you really need to be so ruthless towards a junior? Do you believe that I won't strip you of your qualifications to participate in the competition! " Zhao Ruijie was infuriated.
"Instructor Zhao, isn't that a bit too double!"
Elder Mo said in a cold and compassionate voice: "Just now, you and Ling Fei had an argument, using your authority to pressure people, and claiming that he no longer has the identity of an instructor, that he is just an ordinary member of the team, and that you no longer have the qualifications to speak. Since he's participating as a normal member, what seniority is there to talk about! "
"Depriving the qualifications to participate, is not something you can do with a single sentence, Zhao Ruijie!"
Elder Yin laughed disdainfully, "That is to report to the martial arts alliance! If you don't mind, report it to them for approval first! "
"You think I don't dare?"
Zhao Ruijie was about to flare up, but Yang Pann smiled and said: "Instructor Zhao, don't worry, I will take revenge for Zhou Yunfan!"
"Is that so? Yang Pann, are you really that confident? "
After Ling Fei heard this, he laughed sarcastically: "But why do you not dare to accept Nangong Xueying's challenge? On this stage, one had to rely on one's strength to speak, not one's mouth! You'd better pray you don't meet me! "
"Strength? Yes! Looking forward to the second battle, we'll meet! I can't wait! " Yang Pann said.
At this time, Zhou Yunfan was being carried off the stage for treatment, and Zhao Ruijie had already announced his next match: Hua Yinglou, against Chen Chaoge!
The two of them went on stage separately and stood face to face.
Hua Yinglou laughed coldly, "I heard that you and Yang Pann both come from the Eastern Ocean, so you two are not bad brothers right?"
"That's right, Yang Pann entered the Junior Group, I was the first to recommend him, and he passed Instructor Zhao's examination!" Chen Chaoge held his hands behind his back, and said with a deep voice.
"You and Yang Pann are the same, both are trash, that's a pair of trash brothers. Today, I'll take care of you first, then Yang Pann!" Hua Yinglou said hatefully.