
The Mystic Heaven's Outer Peak Disciple Region
There was a large arena here that could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, which was filled with outer disciples. Today, the ranking match will begin.
Among the audience there were many inner sect disciples who took the time to come witness. They were basically disciples who had managed to break into the inner sect for the past few years and were still following the developments within the outer sect.
Other than them, the majority of outer sect disciples also came and sat near the back row.
As the audience cheered, a 1.9 meter tall and muscular youth came walking in.
He who was already high had the presence of Qi to match him. He was clearly standing below, but it felt as if he was towering the inner sect disciples like an immeasurable mountain. Furthermore, he had the cultivation of the Late Stage Gold Core Realm.
"This is Senior Brother Fan Qiansong, one of the four kings."
"Even Senior Brother Li Yaozu has come to see the match."
Li Yaozu had long hair dangling over his shoulders, his eyes were sharp like blades, and his cultivation had reached the Late Stage of the Golden Core Realm.
The volume of the crowd turned off while staring at the young man with eyes of jealousy and admiration.
The four kings just not their title also gained privileges in the sect, they gained better resources and more freedom in the sect.
"The crowd is so big."
Entering the fighting arena, Feng Yun could feel the pressure coming from the spectators who were crowding the seats in all directions.
"You will first draw your draw." elder Li instructed the 20 participants.
"Yes!"
Feng Yun and his group went up on stage and grabbed the draw box and each took a lot.
Feng Yun got lot number 4.
Although the outer sect disciples tournament was highly respected, it did not have a complicated process nor did it have a host. Sitting on the pulpit were the inner sect elders and the higher-ups, they gave a nod to elder Li which meant to start the tournament.
With the start of the ranking tournament, the pair that got the number 1 draw went up on stage.
They were Long Deming and Shang Hong, Shang Hong was a burly young man who used a long steel stick to fight.
Long Deming won.
With the end of the match between Long Deming and Shang Hong, the people who got the number 2 draw, took the stage.
It was Fatty Rong'a's match. His opponent was Sun Yishi, a 21-year-old who reached the Peak Natural Stage of Foundation Establishment.
Sun Yishi took the initiative to attack Fatty Rong, his sword was fast, but Fatty Rong's speed was slow as well. Fatty Rong had another advantage that he had a High-class Earth Ranked Weapon while his opponent used a Low-Rank Earth Ranked weapon.
In the entire outer peak, even Long Deming did not possess a High Grade Earth Ranked weapon. A Mid-grade Earth Ranked Weapon was worth tens of thousands of Intermediate-tier Spirit Stones temporarily
Cao Mingli who drew the number 3, only used 1 sword move to finish his opponent.
With a display of his extraordinary abilities, came a loud roar and cheers.
Many people were determined that he would be the best of the outer sect disciple tournament this year….
"My turn."
With a flash, Feng Yun jumped onto the stage.
On the opposite side, a figure suddenly appeared as well.
With his eyes focused, it was Gao Liehai.
Gao Liehai watched Feng Yun, although he did not know about Feng Yun's strength, he did not dare to be careless in front of Feng Yun.
"The Star Light Sword Art."
Gao Liehai used the Low-ranked Earth-Ranked Starlight Sword Art, the sword shone like starlight and his sword speed was extremely fast.
"Meteor Rain."
Feng Yun only swung his sword once, but dozens of flaming sword shadows appeared in the air.
In a split second, Gao Liehai's starlight sword art was broken by a pair of fire swords, Feng Yun stopped his attack, Gao Liehai had already lost.
Everyone could see that Gao Liehai's strength was much weaker than Feng Yun's.
"You're strong, I'm willing to admit defeat."
Gao Liehai had a bitter smile on his face. He thought his sword skills were good but Feng Yun's sword skills were really at the next level.
"you're too good." Feng Yun cupped his fists to show respect.
The crowd cheered while looking at the dominant sight of Feng Yun, Feng Yun's combat strength was no lower than Cao Mingli.
In the fifth round, it was the Qian Daiyu match. Just like Feng Yun and Cao Mingli, Qian Daiyu also won in one sword attack.
Next was Zheng Meili, he won in three strikes. After that Su Rou, Long Deming also won their match.
Very quickly, after the first round of matches, the top 10 appeared.
With the top 10 having emerged, it is time to determine the top 5.
The match is still arranged by lottery. This time Li Fuchen drew the number 1 draw, and it just so happened that his opponent was Long Deming.
"Dead."
As the two went on stage, without wasting any time, Long Deming moved. His eyes were filled with killing intent as a ferocious aura flashed across his eyes. If he could then he wanted to cripple Feng Yun today.
In just a flash four Long Deming appeared at the same time, wielding a long sword and blocking all of Feng Yun's evasion space. As the sword light soared brightly, a cold light that contained sword intent exploded.
Feng Yun's expression remained calm as he swung his body like a willow tree in the wind, easily dodging all of Long Deming's sword light. His divine sense had already exceeded the limits of the Golden Core Realm Cultivators. He could find flaws in Long Deming's sword arts instantly.
"Eh?!" Elder Li's eyes had this flash of surprise.
not only do you need the ability to dodge Long Deming's sword light, but you also need an amazing fighting awareness.