C16 Competition change

After the first round of the lottery duel, more than half of the five pots race in the arena had been eliminated, leaving behind only a few strong disciples. Of course, this didn't exclude the disciples with weaker strength but better luck who were lucky enough to make it past the first round.

On the main platform, Yi Family's Third Elder Yi Kui was resting with her eyes closed. She was not really concerned about the first round of the selection competition.

The patriarchs beside Yi Kui all had different expressions as they looked at the remaining disciples in the resting area of the Tan Clan.

"The first round of the selection has ended. The names of those who have failed will be crossed out from the list. The second round of the competition will now begin." Deacon Zhao took out a string of names, and said in sequence: "The second round is also a lottery.

The second round of battles was more exciting than the first round. The number of people had also decreased by nearly half, so the matches weren't as exciting as the first round. Instead, there were two rounds for everyone to observe.

"earthen jar Empire versus Golden Altar Ma Han."

… ….

After being called out by the Deacon Zhao, all of the Contest Disciple s walked out of the resting area and into the arena, as they prepared for the second round of the selection.

"Fire Altar Hao Chen against water jar Hong Rui."

Hearing his name, Hao Chen stood up and walked towards the stage. Seated at the side, Lin Ping said to Hao Chen: "Big Brother Hao Chen, do your best, Little Snow is looking at you."

Nodding his head, Hao Chen walked up the stage. In front of him, a youth dressed in the water jar clan uniform was already standing.

As the Deacon Zhao continuously drew lots for names, all of the disciples in the first half of the second round had arrived at the arena. As everyone's eyes swept the area, they realised, in this first round, other than Hao Chen, there were no other disciples that were famous within the Tan Clan. After seeing Hao Chen's opponent, their faces revealed a look of disappointment, for the first half of the competition, there was nothing much to see.

Hao Chen's opponent was a disciple of the water jar, whose strength was only around Six Stage of Dashing Deficiency. Such strength, against Hao Chen, who they believed had the strength to break through to the eighth level of the Void Prying Stage, could be said to be undefeated.

Just like everyone guessed, after two exchanges, Hong Rui was directly punched out of the stage by Hao Chen, and was eliminated from the stage.

In the first half of the competition, most of the matches were of Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency. There were no situations where the difference in strength was too great, thus, during the fights, it was quite difficult to endure.

Because Hao Chen's opponent could only be considered to be average in terms of fighting strength, nobody paid attention to him. Instead, Contest Disciple's eyes were focused on the disciples with similar strength.

Not long after Hao Chen's victory, the victor of the competition also came out one after another.

"The first battle of the second round has ended. The second round shall begin." Deacon Zhao said as he looked at the resting area of the Contest Disciple.

"Fire Altar Mu Qingyi against earthen jar Earth Stone."

"Gold Altar Gold Cloud against wood jar Zhao Qi."

"water jar Ouyang Lou against the Golden Altar Forest Mang."

A series of names were called out from Deacon Zhao's mouth, and all the spectating disciples started to shout. After all, the ones who were mentioned were all disciples that were famous within the Tan Clan, and this second round was also very interesting.

However, compared to the cheers of the spectating disciples, some of the participating disciples had a face full of melancholy. They secretly resented their luck that they were not lucky enough to face off against these top-notch disciples.

"earthen jar Tu Lei against Fire Altar Lin Ping."

Upon hearing this name, the face of Lin Ping, who was sitting in the Fire Altar's resting area, instantly paled. This Tu Lei, was able to send a Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency disciple flying with a single punch, and his strength had coincidentally just reached the Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency.

As for the other Contest Disciple s, when they heard that it was a fight between Lin Ping and, they were all gloating.

"Don't be afraid, go up." Hao Chen patted Lin Ping's shoulder and said.

"Yes." With a trembling voice, Lin Ping walked up the stage with a bitter face.

Right after stepping on stage, the earthen jar's Tu Lei stood opposite to him with a disdainful expression and said: "You're from the fire altar? What does that have to do with Hao Chen? "

A hint of doubt arose in his heart. Although he didn't know why Tu Lei would ask such a question, he still replied hesitantly: "Big Brother Hao Chen and I have a pretty good relationship within the clan."

"Brother Hao Chen?" The corner of Tu Lei's mouth hooked into a cold smile, and at the same time, his figure also explosively shot towards Lin Ping.

The sudden turn of events caused Lin Ping to lie in his heart. Both of his hands hastily went in front to block and he quickly retreated.

"Bam." Tu Lei's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Lin Ping.

"Ah!" A powerful punch came over, Lin Ping felt a heart-wrenching pain spreading out from his arm. He screamed out, and immediately said: "Stop, stop, I surrender, I admit defeat."

Because Deacon Zhao did not announce the start of the battle, the other Contest Disciple stood on the stage and did not fight. And on Tu Lei's side, because Tu Lei took the initiative to attack, he had become the focus of the entire audience's attention.

"Hehe, this Tu Lei is rather powerful." On the main platform, Yi Kui looked at Tu Lei, who attacked before even hearing the order, and chuckled.

When the Patriarch of the earthen jar, Tu Kun, who was sitting at the side heard what Yi Kui said, his face changed and he quickly said: "This child is rather impatient, I hope elder can understand."

"Haha, I like that." Waving his hand, Yi Kui laughed, looking at Tu Lei with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

On the stage, Lin Ping who was in pain with Tu Lei immediately surrendered, raised the white flag, and walked down the stage.

"Hmph, you want to leave?" Seeing Lin Ping, who was about to step down from the stage, Tu Lei snorted coldly. Stepping on the ground, he rushed towards Lin Ping.

"Puchi." Having received a heavy blow from behind, Lin Ping immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Before he could even react, Tu Lei swept his hand across his head and struck him, causing his body to fly backwards like a broken kite.

Tu Lei's vicious moves directly caused him to fall off the stage, and he was unable to recover from his injuries.

The entire audience was in an uproar. As the disciples saw the calm face of Tu Lei, they couldn't help but feel a touch of shock. This Tu Lei was truly arrogant, not to mention that before the Deacon Zhao even announced the start of the competition, he had already taken the initiative to attack first, and just by injuring Lin Ping after he surrendered, he had already violated the taboo to participate in the tournament.

One had to know that before the competition, there were orders and orders to be made. But this Tu Lei, after the person surrendered, deliberately did such a vicious thing. And it was so fair and square that he didn't care about the competition orders at all.

After Lin Ping was knocked out of the competition, the Deacon Zhao in charge of the competition quickly flew to his side, checked his injuries, and then looked towards the main platform.

Mo Yixue, who was standing on the stage, had her face turned pale from Tu Lei's ruthless series of attacks, as she clenched her teeth tightly.

In the resting area, Hao Chen's face also changed. He quickly walked to the bottom of the stage and helped the heavily injured Lin Ping up.

The current Lin Ping's body was covered in bruises, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, his small face was pale white, his eyes were tightly shut, probably because of the pain, he had fainted.

Although Lin Ping was not some brother of Hao Chen, he was still one of Hao Chen's rare friends in the Fire Altar Clan. And the reason why Tu Lei attacked so heavily, was most likely because of Hao Chen.

Raising his eyes to look at Tu Lei, he looked at him and laughed sinisterly. Hao Chen clenched his fists tightly and shouted towards the main platform: "Clan elder, earthen jar Tu Lei has turned a deaf ear to the competition, to injure my fire disciple so heavily, what crime do you have?"

On the main platform, the Third Elder's fingers were slowly drumming on the table. He looked at the heavily injured Lin Ping, then looked at Tu Lei. He frowned slightly and said to Fire Altar Patriarch Yang Ming: "Yang Ming, what do you think we should do?"

"Hmph, what do we do? If you injure my fire disciple, then disobeying the competition order will cause you to be expelled from the stage and your qualification to participate in the competition will be revoked. " Yang Ming's face was also abnormally ugly, and said without a trace of politeness.

"Although Tu Lei injured Lin Ping, he would not expel him from the competition, right?" Tu Kun who was seated at the side said.

"The Tu Clan Elder is really kind, Tu Lei even beat up the Altar Clan disciple seriously after he surrendered, this is clearly a deliberate action, not only did he violate the competition order, but you can also see how sinister and sinister he is, what is it? Don't tell me you want to turn the Yi Family's competition order into scrap paper? " Yang Ming asked Tu Kun.

Tu Kun's expression slightly changed. He did not expect Tu Lei to heavily injure Lin Ping, nor did he expect that it would be in a situation where Lin Ping had surrendered. This was already against the rules, according to the competition rules, he would definitely be expelled.

But this Tu Lei, is a strong candidate to be the champion of the earthen jar Great Games, he naturally had to protect him, so he refuted: "I might not think like that, but my Tan Clan's Tu Lei is a person who obtained the championship, your injured disciple is just a Seven Stages of Dashing Deficiency, a disciple with average strength, with just this Tu Lei, I'm afraid that it's not good, Clan Elder, what do you think?"

"You …" Yang Ming was flustered, he never thought that Tu Kun would actually say such words. But then, he thought that Tu Kun's words were reasonable, after all, Tu Lei was someone who could win the competition, and it was impossible for an elder of the Yi Family to expel Tu Lei for the sake of an average strength Lin Ping.

The other Altar Clan Patriarchs didn't say anything and silently watched on. After all, this matter had nothing to do with them. No matter where one spoke, they would offend others. Thus, they wisely chose to remain silent.

The entire audience also quietened down, all of their gazes were looking at the main platform, they knew, whether Tu Lei could continue participating, would all depend on the elder's words.

Yi Kui thought for a bit, then said to the people below the stage: "Tu Lei injured the fire altar's disciple, breaking the competition rules, so according to the rules, he should be expelled, but as he is the first offender, he retained Tu Lei's qualifications to participate, and there will be no more examples. As for the injured Lin Ping, bring him back to recuperate. "

Yi Kui's words made the disciples of the earthen jar all secretly heave a sigh of relief. This Tu Lei was their earthen jar's hope to snatch the championship.

Hearing the verdict, Yang Ming, who was seated on the main platform sighed, and did not speak further. As for Tu Kun, he had a face full of joy.

Hao Chen, who was carrying Lin Ping, had an extremely unsightly expression. He knew that because of Tu Lei's strength and the position of the earthen jar, this Yi Family's Third Elder still hid him from view.

On the stage, Tu Lei had an eerie smile on his face when he heard the result. He walked to Hao Chen's side and said: "The next one lying here will be you."

Clenching his fists, Hao Chen said with an expressionless face: "Who is here, it is not certain yet."

"Alright, let's wait and see." Tu Lei laughed sinisterly, a trace of dark ruthlessness flashed past his eyes, and he no longer paid attention to Hao Chen as he walked towards the resting area of earthen jar.