C15 Competition start

Under everyone's gaze, a pair of men and women walked out from the entrance of Star Seizer Battlestage. The leader was an old man with a head full of white, yellow clothes, and beside him was a 30 year old middle-aged man with a stern face. All the disciples of the Fire Altar Clan knew who this man was, and he was Deacon Zhao who had helped them test the nether power a while ago. And behind the Deacon Zhao, there were a few youths and young girls around the age of fifteen or sixteen. All of them were dressed in the Yi Family's attire, and looked like they were Yi Family's disciples.

The leading old man walked to the main stage of the Star Seizer Battlestage. This main stage was much higher than the battling platform and was the best place for the entire audience to watch the competition. On the main stage, there were rows and rows of seats.

The old man walked to the main stage and sat in the center. Beside him, there were only the three young disciples of Yi Family standing by his side, the rest of the disciples, other than the Deacon Zhao standing on the stage, walked to the normal viewing gallery. It was obvious that they did not have the qualifications to enter the main stage.

As the old man ascended to the throne, the patriarchs of the Yi Family's fifth altar quickly walked up to the main platform. They respectfully greeted the old man and then sat down on the main platform in order.

After the five Tan Clan Patriarchs took their seats, the old man stood up and swept his eyes across the place, saying, "Today, we are hosting the Five-Altar Competition, I hope everyone will be able to achieve a satisfactory result. I am the Third Elder of the Yi Family, Yi Kui. "

Yi Kui's words immediately caused an uproar among the disciples of the five pots. In their hearts, the position of the Yi Family's Third Elder was extremely lofty.

"The competition follows the old rules, the lots to decide the opponent will be drawn by us Deacon Zhao, the lots will be carried out by the Deacon Zhao, and the corresponding name will be chosen as the judge for the competition." Yi Kui waved his hand, signalling for everyone to be quiet, and said: "Before the top six are chosen, all of the competition matches will be held together, so I would like to advise everyone that this is only a competition, and cannot be too heavy when striking out.

After Yi Kui finished speaking, a group of armored soldiers holding onto long spears walked out from the path of the competition grounds. The soldiers walked into the competition grounds neatly and stood around the stage.

The soldiers were all tall and sturdy, and each of them had a murderous look in their eyes. One could tell from one glance, they were the type of people who had experienced battles on the battlefield.

These soldiers were all troops unique to the Yi Family, Xie Yiwei.

Yi Family's entrance directly caused the atmosphere of the entire arena to turn solemn, and some of the timid disciples didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Next, I announce the start of the competition." After Xie Yiwei entered the stage, he said to everyone present.

All of the Contest Disciple s had an excited and nervous expression on their faces. This Five-Altar Competition that had been waiting for a long time was finally about to begin.

"The competition will be hosted by me this time. We will now draw lots, and everyone else will be on stage." The Deacon Zhao was expressionless. In front of him, a flash of light could be seen as rows and rows of words appeared. His voice then echoed: "earthen jar Zhang Shan versus wood jar Han Hu."

"wood jar Shi Hao against Fire Altar Wang Peng."

"Fire Altar Mu Qingyi against earthen jar Wu Yue."

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One name after another was shouted out from Deacon Zhao's mouth. Contest Disciple, whose name had been called, excitedly jumped into the arena and prepared for the competition.

Those Contest Disciple who had yet to call out his name all looked nervous. They were all praying in their hearts that they would be able to meet an opponent weaker than them in the competition. After all, a tournament decided by lot would at least have some luck.

Hao Chen sat below the stage, and up till now, his name had not been chosen. However, when he heard about Mu Qingyi treating Wu Yue, his face also revealed a strange smile.

Beside Hao Chen, Mo Yixue's small hand was tightly grabbing onto Hao Chen's sleeve as his face was also filled with an excited expression.

"Fire Altar Hao Chen vs Gold Altar Liu Suo."

When Deacon Zhao shouted out Hao Chen's name, Hao Chen clapped his hands and stood up.

"Brother Hao Chen, you can do it!" Mo Yixue pointed out, and encouraged them.

Nodding his head, Hao Chen walked onto the stage of the competition. Just as he stood, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the owner of this figure was none other than the Golden Altar Liu Suo who was fighting against Hao Chen.

After the Deacon Zhao continued to draw lots, all of the five pots of the Contest Disciple s had already matched their opponents and stood on the martial ground. When they were all ready, Deacon Zhao shouted loudly: "The competition begins now!"

Following Deacon Zhao's shouts, waves of fighting sounds came out from Hao Chen's surroundings. Evidently, they had already started. But Hao Chen did not rush to make his move. Standing there, he politely said to Liu Suo in the golden altar, "Please."

Golden Altar Liu Suo had a bitter face. As the strongest cultivator of the young generation in Fire Altar, he would naturally attract the attention of the other Altar Clans, so he knew that Hao Chen possessed the strength of an eight level Void Initiation Stage.

Liu Suo's cultivation level had just reached the Void Level, which meant that he had just reached the qualifications to participate. Originally, he planned to give up participating, but after thinking about it for a long time, he held onto his luck and wanted to try. In the end, he failed and in the first round, he met the relatively strong Hao Chen.

"Ai, since you're already here, you can't just surrender without fighting, can you?" Liu Suo muttered in his heart. After that, he gritted his teeth and without thinking about it further, he activated the nether power in his body and with a stride, he rushed towards Hao Chen while waving his fists.

Looking at the approaching Liu Suo, Hao Chen's right foot shifted, and dodged his attack.

After dodging the attack, Liu Suo was not discouraged, he once again raised his fist and punched towards Hao Chen.

When Liu Suo was attacking Hao Chen, a loud and clear sound of impact came from all around. Raising his head to look, he saw that in the competition grounds of earthen jar, Tu Lei had struck his opponent and sent him flying.

Such a loud noise immediately caused the entire audience to focus their gaze onto earthen jar's body. When they saw the person he had sent flying, everyone could not help but take in a breath of cold air.

The one who was sent flying by Tu Lei, was the wood jar's Shi Mu. One must know that Shi Mu had also stepped into the realm of Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency, and his strength was one of the five pots that could not be underestimated. However, under Tu Lei's control, they could not even last two rounds.

A single punch was enough to deal with a Shi Mu with Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency. Just how terrifying was this Tu Lei?

On the main platform, Yi Kui who was initially not looking at the competition grounds, after hearing the clamor, turned his gaze over, after looking for a while, he praised the patriarch of the earthen jar: "Hehe, Tu Kun, this must be Tu Lei from your earthen jar. A disciple who is flying Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency with a punch, your strength is not bad. Your earthen jar is still so tyrannical. "

Hearing the praise of the Yi Family's Third Elder, the proud smile on Tu Kun's wrinkled face was not concealed at all as he said: "No, no, Elder is too kind."

The expressions of the other Tan Clan Patriarchs who were seated at the side did not change, other than Shi Zhen who was a wood jar. After all, the green leaf that was in front of Tu Lei was one of his wood jar's men, and it was even his son.

"Tingting, Xiao Fen, what do you think of Tu Lei's strength?" Yi Kui suddenly turned his head and looked at the Yi Family Disciple behind him.

Standing behind Yi Kui was a girl who looked to be around 15-60 years old. The girl was dressed in a colorful dress, had a well-developed figure, and had a delicate face. She could be considered a beauty.

Beside the beautiful young girl stood a young man who was the complete opposite of her age. The young man's eyes were clear, his skin white, and a faint smile hung on his face. He looked extremely handsome. Behind the youth stood a skinny youth. If Hao Chen was here, he would have definitely realized that this youth with a pale face was indeed the Yi Hua who had planned to rob his fire core in the market.

"Grandpa Kui, this Tu Lei's power isn't bad. He is considered the best out of the five altars. I'm guessing that he will once again be the champion of the competition, in the hands of the earthen jar." After hearing the question, the girl called Tingting also turned to look at Tu Lei, and gave her an evaluation.

The youth standing next to Tingting also nodded his head and seconded: "Yes, I agree with Tingting's words." After he finished speaking, he focused his fiery gaze on Tingting.

Hearing the two Yi Family Disciple's reply, Yi Kui also nodded and did not speak any further. As for earthen jar's Patriarch Tu Kun, the smile on his face grew wider and wider.

On the stage of the Star Seizer Battlestage, Hao Chen looked at Tu Lei who had sent Shi Mu flying with a single punch, and secretly clicked his tongue. This Tu Lei's strength, was not weak at all.

With one move, Tu Lei won against Shi Mu, causing waves of screams to ring out from the spectator stand where the earthen jar was, a few female disciples looked at Tu Lei with brilliant light in their eyes.

Of course, after a short period of shock, fights once again began on the stage. Liu Suo who was about to attack Hao Chen paused for a moment and then shouted out loud, using his low level Spirit Ranked Skill-Sweeping Stone Fist, he threw it at Hao Chen.

This time, Hao Chen did not entangle himself with Liu Suo, he circulated the nether energy in his body, and used his powerful fist to clash with Liu Suo's fist.

The moment their fists clashed, a strong force burst out from Hao Chen's fist, causing him to immediately retreat, landing outside the stage.

After Liu Suo appeared on stage, his name was immediately drawn out from the list. Obviously, Hao Chen had passed the first round.

Hao Chen's eyes swept the surroundings and he noticed that the competition had already progressed to the point where most of the two people had gotten their results in their individual matches. Only a few experts with similar strength were still fighting. When their fists and palms collided, it was difficult to distinguish their opponents.

Within Five-Altar Competition, every altar had a resting area, and the victorious disciples could rest in this area. The losers, on the other hand, could only follow the other disciples who didn't participate in the competition and dejectedly walk towards the viewing gallery to watch the competition.

Walking down the stage, Hao Chen headed towards the resting area of the fire altar. And at this time, there weren't many disciples resting in this resting area.

"It seems that the first round of the fire altar won't be many." Hao Chen muttered, after which his gaze swept across, and saw Mu Qingyi quietly seated.

"I never thought that Lin Ping had also passed the first round." After seeing Mu Qingyi, Hao Chen was not surprised at all. With Mu Qingyi's strength, defeating him was not difficult at all. But this Lin Ping, surprised Hao Chen.

"Brother Hao Chen, I've passed the first round." When Lin Ping saw Hao Chen, he immediately laughed excitedly.

"Not bad, keep working hard." Hao Chen walked over to the resting area, sat on the ground, and said to Lin Ping.

Mu Qingyi opened her beautiful eyes and took a glance at Hao Chen, who was walking over. She didn't have any expression on her face, and after just a glance, she closed her eyes.

And after Hao Chen walked into the resting area to rest, there were no longer any figures fighting on the stage, and almost all the disciples had decided on who was victor.