C14 Five-altar competition

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the thick clouds and shone into the homes of the thousands of families, the five branches of the Yi Family s had already started to boil.

Today was the day that the Yi Family would host the Five-Altar Competition Conference. The reason why the disciples of the Altar Clan had trained hard for so many years was so that they could shine in today's competition, win the championship in one fell swoop, and win the honor of their clan.

For the disciples that were participating in the competition, this was an unparalleled honor.

The competition grounds of the Five Altar Clan was set up on the Yi Family's Star Seizer Battlestage. The area was extremely vast, and was even several times larger than the testing grounds on the Fire Altar. The disciples participating in the competition didn't go by themselves, but rather, each of the Altar Clan's Patriarchs personally led a squad to the Star Seizer Battlestage.

Therefore, the Fire Altar Clan's Contest Disciple s had all gotten up early and put on their clan uniforms, excitedly heading to the Fire Altar Test Site to gather. As for those disciples that did not qualify for the competition, they would follow along as well. After all, as disciples of Fire Altar, they were very curious to see what kind of results the disciples who represented them in participating in the five pots race's Champion competition would achieve.

Because of the importance of this competition, Hao Chen did not delay any further. After following Mo Yixue in looking for him, he had long lined up for the examination grounds.

Patriarch Yang Ming had long been waiting at the Fire Altar Clan examination grounds. Today's matters were exceptionally important to him as well.

"Disciples, today we are talking about Yi Family s. Whether or not you guys can become the most dazzling new star today will depend on your performance." After a series of names, Patriarch Yang Ming looked at the disciples who were already prepared, and said.

Most of them were spectating disciples. After all, this was a competition between the five Tan Clans. Some of the more sensible disciples who had just broken through to the Void Initiation Stage, fifth level or sixth level, wisely chose to withdraw from the competition.

Of course, there were also a few hot-blooded disciples. Although they had just met the requirements to participate, they still boldly chose to participate.

The Patriarch's words caused the group of young disciples to flush red in embarrassment.

After instructing a few things, Clan Chief Yang Ming brought everyone towards the Star Seizer Battlestage in Yi Family. The Star Seizer Battlestage of the Yi Family was a distance away from the Fire Altar Clan, and the disciples of the Fire Altar had to walk for a few moments before they arrived.

When Hao Chen and the rest entered, only then did they see that at the side of the fighting arena, there was a group of people wearing white robes. In the upper left corner of their clothes was engraved a deep yellow golden pattern.

"Haha, Yang Ming, you're here so early?" When Hao Chen and the rest walked into the competition grounds, the leader of the group led the group towards the Fire Altar Patriarch, Yang Ming.

"Jin Chi? Isn't your Gold Altar Clan even earlier? " When Yang Ming saw who it was, he smiled and replied.

Beside him stood a fifteen to sixteen year old young man. This young man was Jin Yun, the man who had exhorted Hao Chen back in the Yi Family's Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.

"Only our two races have arrived earlier, the other Tan Clan and Yi Family's people haven't come yet." Jin Chi walked in front of Yang Ming, and laughed: "Your fire altar is truly amazing, to actually produce a dual attribute cultivator, truly enviable."

"So what if he's a dual attribute cultivator?" Achievement is something that will happen in the future, and the five pots race Champion right now is the most important. " Yang Ming's gaze landed on Jin Yun who was standing beside Jin Chi, and asked: "Is this your son, Jin Yun?"

"Heh heh, that's my son. How about it? It is already at the eighth level of the Void Prying Stage, not bad, right? " Seeing Yang Ming talking about Jin Yun, Jin Chi laughed.

"Not bad, he's already at the eighth level of the Void Initiation Stage at such a young age." Yang Ming praised Jin Yun who was standing beside Jin Chi, his small face revealing a look of satisfaction, but Yang Ming's following words, made the smile on Jin Yun's face freeze: "But with this kind of strength, entering the top six is not a problem, taking the five pots race Crown is still not possible."

Yang Ming's words caused the Fire and Gold Clans' Contest Disciple s to reveal a trace of fear. Then wouldn't those disciples whose strength was lower than the eighth level of the Void Prying Stage only be able to show their faces?

Even though Yang Ming's words were a little rude, that Jin Chi surprisingly did not refute, and instead said: "I know this, the champions in the past few years all fell to the earthen jar's side, and the lowest ended up with a nine stages of dashing the void." Jin Chi sighed, and said: "Every year's five pots race, which time wasn't it filled with limitless glory?

It didn't seem like there was any hostility between the two. Instead, it was more like a conversation between friends. It seemed like the two of them had a pretty good relationship in private.

"Dad, you've already said discouraging words before we even started. This won't do." Jin Yun, who was at the side, said unhappily: "I don't believe that with my strength at the eighth level of the Void Prying Stage and some high-level cultivation techniques, I will not be able to enter the top three of Five-Altar Competition."

In Five-Altar Competition, other than the first place position having a rich reward and unparalleled glory, the second and third place also had a reward and glory, only, their rewards could not compare to the first place, but it was still pretty good.

After all, there was glory in having a ranking, and it was countless times better than appearing in the competition.

Hao Chen looked at their conversation, his face did not reveal any expression, the strength of the Golden Altar Tribe was not that strong, the strongest was only the patriarch's son, Jin Yun. Furthermore, with Jin Yun's strength of the Void Stage Level 8, he might not be able to make it into the top three in five pots race, other than luck.

As everyone was conversing, a relatively large group of people walked into the entrance of the martial arena. They were all wearing the same uniform. On the upper left corner of the uniform, there was a wooden picture engraved on it.

"Haha, Yang Ming, Jin Chi, you guys have been competing in the competition for so long, but it was still too early." The leader of the group was also a middle-aged man. After entering the Star Seizer Battlestage, he walked towards the fire altar.

On the two sides of the middle-aged man stood two youths who looked somewhat similar. These two youngsters were precisely Shi Hao and Shi Mu, who had clashed with Hao Chen in the Yi Family's Beast Mountain Range.

"Hmph, Shi Zhen, you still can't stop yourself from saying dirty words." When Jin Chi saw who it was, his face revealed a trace of displeasure as he said.

After Yang Ming heard these sarcastic words, his face turned ugly, and he said: "Your clan of wood jar isn't much better, but every single time, you would still lose to the disciples of earthen jar."

"Hehe, you can't say that. Our wood jar has been able to get second place every year, so it can be considered a pretty good result." When Shi Zhen brought the group to the side of Yang Ming and Jin Chi, he stopped his steps and said with a smile: "Compared to you people who can't even enter the top three, you are still much stronger, right? What? You want to go through the motions again this year? "

Shi Zhen's words directly caused the disciples behind him to laugh out loud. In contrast, the fire and gold altar disciples who were ridiculed and humiliated had exceptionally ugly expressions.

The fire and gold altars that they had brought along could be said to be at the bottom of every competition. As a result, they found it hard to refute Shi Zhen's words.

"Hmph, this time we will definitely enter the top three." After Yang Ming and Jin Chi fell silent, Jin Yun, who was standing beside Jin Chi, asked loudly.

"Heh, this must be Jin Chi your son right? I just don't know what realm I have entered, and yet you dare to say that I have entered the top three? " Shi Zhen laughed as he looked at Jin Yun.

Because the nether power in Xu Que's body were relatively weaker, as long as one didn't summon their own nether crystal and circulate their power of the underworld, ordinary people would find it hard to detect them.

Shi Zhen stared at Jin Yun for a while, but before Jin Yun could reply, his gaze turned towards the Fire Altar Clan's crowd. He scanned around, and directly ignored Hao Chen, pausing on Mu Qingyi who was dressed in green robes, and said: "Your Fire Altar Clan has had some dog shit luck this year, and out came a dual attributed cultivator. I heard that you even reached Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency."

When Shi Zhen was looking at Mu Qingyi, Shi Mu, who was at the side, was staring fiercely at Hao Chen. Obviously, he was brooding over the previous punch he received in the Yi Family's Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. As for Shi Hao, who was standing on the other side, he patted Shi Mu's shoulder and said softly: "Don't worry, I will help you get that fist back in Five-Altar Competition."

Shi Mu nodded, he knew that with his current Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency, looking for Hao Chen to take revenge against him would be asking for humiliation, and he did not dare to tell Shi Zhen this shameful matter. Therefore, he could only place this hope of revenge on his brother Shi Hao.

Towards Shi Zhen's unceasing mocking and ridicule, Yang Ming's brows were locked tightly together, and he said: "Let's see, this year's five pots race, let's see who can make it the longest."

"Haha, I'll be waiting." Shi Zhen laughed in disdain.

While Shi Zhen was laughing, on the stage of the Star-Seizing Arena, two teams wearing different clothes walked in one after another. The one in the lead was a beautiful woman in her thirties. They all had patterns of splashes on their bodies.

If it was back then, at the back of the Fire Altar Test Ground, he would have found out that the leading lady was the one who spoke to Yang Ming at the back of the mountain.

After the woman entered the arena, she walked towards Yang Ming and the others, and greeted them in a simple manner. Beside her stood a beautiful young girl who seemed to be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Shui Qing, this must be water jar's Ouyang Lou right?" Yang Ming politely replied before turning his gaze to the young girl beside his.

With these words, everyone turned to look at the young lady called Ouyang Lou. Hao Chen was no exception. Amongst the disciples in the five pots, he had either seen or fought before, and most of them had probed into the real world.

"Exactly." The patriarch of the water jar, Shui Qing, nodded and replied with a smile.

"Hehe, I say, Shui Qing, your disciple Ouyang Lou is really well-hidden." Jin Chi looked at Ouyang Lou who was standing beside Shui Qing and said.

"Chief Jin, you must be joking. This disciple of mine spends most of his time cultivating in the Altar Race. That's why he rarely shows his face." Shui Qing replied to Jin Chi with a smile.

While everyone was conversing, a group of people walked out from the tunnel that led to the arena. Everyone in this group was brimming with energy and vitality. The one leading was an old man in his sixties. Beside him was a rather lazy looking young man. This young man was the strongest out of all the young disciples of earthen jar, and he was also the most favored disciple of the five pots race, Tu Lei.

The leading old man glanced at the gathering crowd, then revealed a trace of a disdainful smile. He walked to the side of the wood jar's Shi Zhen, and only greeted him once, then left towards the place they were standing.

With the earthen jar being so arrogant, other than the wood jar, all the other disciples were green in the face, and some even gnashed their teeth in anger. But no matter what, it was not good for them to take action. After all, earthen jar's strength was there.

After the old man brought the earthen jar disciples away, the lazy Tu Lei stopped in his tracks, opened his lazy eyes, and looked in the direction of the Fire Altar Clan's Hao Chen. The corner of his mouth hooked into a sinister smile.

When Tu Lei looked at Hao Chen, he also sensed something. Their gazes met, and looking at that sinister smile, Hao Chen's face did not change at all. With his current strength, it could be said that he was not afraid of Tu Lei in the slightest.

Tu Lei only glanced at Hao Chen a little before withdrawing his gaze and walking towards the direction of the disciples of the earthen jar clan.

Following the departure of the earthen jar, that brought the disciples of the wood jar with him and left, walking to the center of the stage which belonged to them.

After the wood jar left, the sound of footsteps could be heard once again from the passageway of the fighting arena. The gazes of all the disciples and clan leaders present shot towards the entrance of the passage nervously. They knew that this time, the one who had entered was the elder who presided over the competition in Yi Family.

The arrival of the Yi Family Elders meant that the anticipated Five-Altar Competition was about to open.