C13 Contest meeting

To acknowledge an elder as his teacher upon entering the top ten?

Ye Daoxuan's heart was moved. The ten elders sitting on the stone chairs on the platform were all experts that he had to look up to. To be able to become a disciple of an elder was naturally an extremely good thing. One had to know that the Supreme One Sect had more than two thousand outer disciples. Apart from some outstanding talents that were accepted as disciples by the elders, the majority of the outer disciples did not have this kind of opportunity. Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan had also reached the Third Order at such a young age. Their talent was not bad and they were taken in by Lu Hexuan.

In the past, those first and second rank disciples knew that they were only competing for the third rank disciples and were unable to enter the top ten. Their desire to sign up for the competition was not strong, but this year was different; under the stimulation of the generous rewards as well as the two conditions of being able to acknowledge an elder as their teacher, everyone wanted to try their luck and prepare for the competition.

When Ye Daoxuan and the other two had registered at the registration point at the entrance to the valley, they had seen the thick register and knew that the number of outer court disciples participating in the competition was very high.

The competition would proceed by drawing lots to fight. The loser would be eliminated and the winner would be promoted to the next round. When Ye Daoxuan and the other two had registered, they had already selected their opponents. Ye Daoxuan had good luck. His opponent was a disciple of the first step. Not only that, but it would be easy for him to advance as soon as he entered the stage.

As for Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan, they were not so lucky. They had both drawn opponents of the third step and would have to undergo a tough battle in order to ensure that they would not be eliminated in the first round.

The competition had already been held hundreds of times and everyone was already familiar with the various procedures. When the time was up, the Sect Leader, Gu Xinghua, personally announced the start of the competition and then Elder Wu of the Cloud Capital Peak took the registration form and stood on the stage to start the battle.

"Ruan Hongpeng!"

"Here!"

"Manon Week!"

"Here!"

Following Elder Wu's loud and clear shout, two first level outer court disciples stood up from the crowd and walked up to the battling platform with their heads held high.

"Ruan Hong Peng, Ma Na Zhou, you all should understand the rules of the competition, so I won't say much!" I will only remind you of one thing: do not harm your fellow sect members! Alright, you may begin! "

As Elder Wu spoke, his body slightly swayed and retreated to the edge of the battling platform, standing there to monitor the two disciples' fight.

The two rank 1 outer disciples braced themselves up and went all out, starting to intensely clash against each other on the battling platform. Both of them wanted to obtain their first victory in this first round. Their fists exchanged blows, and the sound of the wind rustled. The fight was extremely lively.

For the Rank 2 and Rank 3 outer disciples watching the fight below, this kind of sparring between the Rank 1 disciples was really not very interesting. They would either have a cold expression and whisper with their friends around them, or they would sit down cross-legged and close their eyes, making full use of the last moment before the fight to cultivate, striving to maintain their best condition.

As for Ye Daoxuan, this was the first time he participated in this martial competition, and he did not have much fighting experience. Thus, ever since the two outer sect disciples fought on the martial stage, he had been attentively and wide-eyed, carefully paying attention to each of their moves. Then, he would memorize them in his heart and silently deduce them in order to find out others' strengths and make up for his own inadequacies.

"Get down!"

The two Level 1 disciples had used all of their strength the moment they started fighting, and because of that, they were able to quickly determine who was the victor. In just thirty breaths of time, the disciple called Mana Zhou suddenly exploded with all his might, and with a single blow, he pushed Ruan Hongpeng down.

"First round, Ma Neng, Zhou Sheng!"

Elder Wu immediately announced the name of the winner and drew the name of the loser on the list before calling out the names of the next pair of disciples.

Since the start of the Martial Competition, every single battle was short and fierce. The longest was no more than a hundred breaths. After half a day, several hundred outer court disciples had already decided on the victor. The winner is triumphant, the loser is dejected.

After a two-hour break, the elders and disciples all went to eat lunch. After a short rest, they all gathered back in the valley to continue the competition.

At dusk, Ye Wusheng, Ye Qingtan, and Ye Daoxuan stepped onto the stage one after another.

Although Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan were both very strong, their opponents were disciples of the third step. After a tough battle, they finally managed to make a breakthrough.

On the other hand, when Ye Daoxuan fought his opponent, he did not use any Secret Skills. With only a simple punch, he threw the rank 1 opponent off the fighting stage. He won with ease and successfully advanced to the next round.

Ye Daoxuan was a disciple of the third step, and defeating a disciple of the first step was nothing out of the ordinary for anyone else. Thus, his victory did not attract too much attention.

After the sky darkened, the spirit stone lamps embedded in the walls of the valley were lit. The entire valley was as bright as day, and the thousands of outer sect disciples that had advanced to the second round continued their second round of battles.

In the second round of lots, Ye Daoxuan, Ye Wushang, and Ye Qingtan's luck were all quite good. Their opponents were also level two disciples, but in the end, all three of them managed to knock their opponents off the stage in a single move and advanced to the third round without any suspense.

The only difference was that Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan had both used secret arts to defeat their opponents. Ye Wusheng's "Rushing Thunder Fist" and Ye Qingtan's "Falling Snow Palm" were both low level secret arts. When used, they could be both tough and soft, possessing extraordinary might.

As for Ye Daoxuan, he had advanced just like he did in the first round. With just a casual punch, his opponent was blasted off the martial stage without any resistance.

Ye Daoxuan's performance in this round finally attracted the attention of some people. After all, his opponent was a disciple of the second step. If he could win without even using a secret technique, then it was enough to prove that Ye Daoxuan's strength was much stronger than an ordinary third step disciple.

"This Ye Daoxuan looks to be around sixteen to seventeen years old, right? "I can't believe my cultivation has reached the third step! Interesting!" Sitting on the stone chair in the center of the northern wing of the battling platform, Sect Leader Gu Xinghua's eyes were fixed on Ye Daoxuan as he smiled and said to an elder beside him.

"To be able to win so easily without using a secret technique, this young man is truly extraordinary!" The elder slightly stroked his beard and shook his head as he said, "In the past few years, besides Luo Zhen, I, Ma Tian, have never received any decent disciples. If this child can make it into the top ten, I will simply accept him!"

Gu Xinghua smiled and said, "Elder Ma, if you want to take him in, he might not choose you!"

Ma Tian and "Hehe" laughed and said, "If he doesn't choose me, then he's blind! "Of our Supreme Sect, who doesn't know that I, Ma Tianhe, am willing to teach disciples?"

"Elder Ma, that girl Xue Yao has already been promoted to the position of an Elder for two years and has yet to have a disciple under her. If there are any good seedlings this year, we should let her have them!" A female elder sitting on the left of Ma Tian said with a smile.

Ma Tian glanced at the azure-dressed girl sitting on the furthest stone chair and said with a frown, "Xue Yao's temperament is too cold, and she has the reputation of being a masochist, how would any disciple dare to take her as a disciple?"

Another elder added, "Yes, I remember that Xue Yao has taken in a lot of disciples in the past two years, right? In the end, she managed to make all of them cry out for their mothers and fathers, injuring or maiming them. In the end, those disciples had no choice but to join the other elders … I said, Sect Master Gu, you have to advise Xue Yao to change her personality, otherwise, she will definitely suffer a loss in this matter from now on! "

Ma Tianhe nodded in agreement and said, "We will teach our disciples. We will help each other out and help each other out. However, Xue Yao will use a forceful method to force her disciples to train. No matter how good a seedling is, being taught by her will be wasted!"

Gu Xinghua sighed and said, "What you said makes sense, but that girl Xue Yao was born like this. I can't do anything about her!" Forget it, I don't care whether she can take in a disciple or not! Actually, I hope that she can focus on her cultivation and not be distracted by other matters! "

The female Elder laughed and said, "Xue Yao's physique is special. She is the pride and joy of the heavens that has never appeared in the past thousands of years of my Supreme Sect. It is hard to imagine just how far she will go in the future! Elder Ma, do you think so? "

"Hur hur, that's right!" That's right! " Ma Tianhe's gaze once again looked at the green-clothed young girl with a cold expression. A trace of dense jealousy flashed through his eyes.

After a fierce battle, the second round of battles ended in the early hours of the morning. More than 500 people had advanced to the third round of the competition tomorrow.

After leaving the martial arts arena, Ye Daoxuan and Ye Wusheng went to the peak of the Immortal's Residence where the male outer sect disciples resided. They chose an empty small courtyard to stay in.

The third level outer sect disciples all had their own courtyard. However, the courtyard area was much smaller than the inner sect disciples'. The facilities in the house were also a little worse, and could not be compared to that of the core disciples.

Ye Daoxuan knew that in the Supreme Sect, strength determined one's status and treatment. Rather than envying the inner disciples and core disciples, it was better for him to work hard to increase his own cultivation. Only then would he have better treatment.

Although this courtyard was small, it was still neat and quiet. It was countless times stronger than the little bamboo house from before. When Ye Daoxuan thought of the painful days before, he could not help but sigh in his heart.

That night, Ye Daoxuan sat cross-legged on his bed, his mind thinking back to the exciting duels that took place on the battling platform that day. Afterwards, he repeatedly calculated in his heart and realized that he understood his opponent well. Then, he took a Soul Gathering Pellet and began to circulate the Grand Beginning Immortal Scripture, cultivating his own true essence.

Every time he cultivated, Ye Daoxuan would clearly feel the increase of his Zhen Yuan, and in addition to the fact that the Origin Gathering Pill had the effect of accelerating the absorption of the Zhen Yuan of heaven and earth, Ye Daoxuan felt that it wouldn't be long before he could break through again.

At daybreak, the two of them had breakfast together in the dining hall on the mountain peak. The two of them went down from the immortal residence as they gathered with Ye Qingtan and rushed to the martial arts arena.