C18 Inner sect disciples

The disciples that participated in the examination appeared one after another. However, the second half of them could not have the rights to participate in the second round, which was clear.

However, there was nothing to be disappointed about. Since they passed the first round at such a slow speed, there was even less hope for the second round. After all, only the top ten would receive the prizes.

The pass rate of this exam was still above 99%. Those, who died unfortunately or were severely injured, were someone who wanted to muddle through.

Nearly a thousand people participated in the exam. The first half was over four hundred people. Zi Chen was just inconspicuous one of them while Miao Kong, who was beside him, appeared even more inconspicuous.

The two inconspicuous men set off an eye-catching Lin Xue.

"Good, very good."

Above the square, there was also a platform. The Great Elder stood at the center of the platform and looked at the hundreds of people below him with a satisfied smile on his face.

The other Elders stood by his sides, each of them with a chair behind them. If the Grand Elder didn't sit, they would stand as well.

"You have already passed the first round of examination. From now on, you are the inner sect disciples of Spirit Martial Sect and enjoy the treatment of inner sect disciples."

As the Great Elder finished his words, the crowd burst into cheers.

The treatment for inner sect disciples was much better than that for outer sect disciples. Just getting one Genuine Qi Pill every year was enough to make outer sect disciples envious. Other than that, one could also earn Contribution Points s to exchange for Genuine Qi Pills.

These were all the privilege of the inner sect disciples. An inner sect disciple can exchange a Snow Ginseng for enough Contribution Points for ten Genuine Qi Pills but Zi Chen could just at most get the Contribution Points for five Genuine Qi Pills if he was just an outer sect disciple.

Because Zi Chen could only find an inner sect disciple to exchange in private.

After the cheers, it was time for the highlight of the examination - the Competition. The top ten of the competition would be rewarded generously. In addition, there would be one chosen to enter the core among the top.

Everyone who had the right to participate was all eager for the Competition, their desire to fight soaring.

"Next, it is time for the Competition. It is also the time to witness your strength in a battle. We old fellows will assess your potential maintaining equity and justice. And choose the one with the most potential among you all…"

The Great Elder was speaking from above, and below him were a group of fanatical inner sect disciples.

In the distance, a group of elders were counting the names on the list, preparing for the arrangement of the Competition.

The elders worked in group for half an hour while the Great Elder’s exciting speech was so passionate that all the disciples below were burning like fire.

"Alright, now the competition begins. If you are called, shout ‘here’ loudly and step out." After these words, the whole speech was finished finally. He sat down, following that, other elders sat down one after another.

"Ke Xue!" Someone beside him shouted out a name.

"Here!" Ke Xue was surprised, then shouted loudly. He did not expect that the first name of the first battle would be his.

"Wu Ling."

"Here!"

Another disciple in green walked out.

"It is Ke Xue versus Wu Ling."

"It is Wang Meng versus Yi Hongsheng."

"It is Wu Sheng versus Wang Huayu."

"It is Miao Kong versus Liu Zhengdou."

"It is Tong Xuan versus Lin Xue."

"It is Zi Chen versus Guan Yun."

As the names were called out one by one, the fights started continuously. The first round of the Competition was relatively unexciting. Many outer sect disciples watched with relish, but the inner sect disciples just lost their interest.

Their attention was only focus on a few people on the battle platform.

That was Wang Meng, the first to arrive here, and the second was Wu Sheng.

"Wang Xiong, that brat is your younger brother, right? Not bad, he is at the sixth stage of Genuine Qi, he has a great chance of winning the first place." A white-robed disciple said to Wang Xiong.

"Of course." Wang Xiong was obviously very confident.

"That’s good. Once your younger brother enters the core of the sect, you will get promotion too. At that time, don't forget about us. We are in the same sect." Another inner sect disciple said.

"Don't worry." Wang Xiong appeared very proud.

In this batch of disciples, only a few were outstanding, of which Wang Meng's performance was the best. If no accidents happened, Wang Meng would definitely be the number one, and become the core disciple was not a problem.

At this time, some other the inner sect disciples realized the possibility. They came over and tried to rub Wang Xiong the right way.

"Don't worry, we are all in the same sect." Wang Xiong said with a proud smile. In the past, Wang Meng relied on him, but today, he could finally rely on Wang Meng once. He was not jealous, instead, he was very happy. However, when he noticed Zi Chen, he snorted coldly.

"Humph, it's him."

"What's wrong, senior brother?" Wang Xiong's expression turned cold, which naturally attracted the attention of many inner sect disciples. Following Wang Xiong's eyes, they saw Zi Chen.

"Didn't that brat follow Lin Xue? Do you know him?" Someone asked.

"There are some conflicts." Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Conflicts? There's no need to worry. As long as he enters the inner sect, I can assure you that he won't survive for more than three days." One of the inner sect disciples said coldly.

"What's his name?"

"Zi Chen."

At this time, Zi Chen had already reached the battle platform. In front of him stood Guan Yun, a rough young man.

"Just a little thing like you? You’d better surrender early. I don't want to beat you to death in one punch." Seeing Zi Chen was thin, Guan Yun said loudly.

"Just cut the crap. Come on." Zi Chen said indifferently.

"Haha, then just wait to be punched out." Guan Yun laughed, with a tap of his feet, Floating Cloud Step appeared. At the same time, he waved a pair of iron-like fists, and smashed towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen tapped the ground and quickly retreated.

There were a lot of battles on the square, but only a few of them were eye-catching, and Zi Chen’s was one of them. Besides Wang Xiong and the rest who were looking over, Su Mengyao and Chen Feng beside her both looked over from afar.

"This little thing is too average, why would he stay with Xue’er? I heard that the last time you went to the outer sect for this brat?" Chen Feng looked at Zi Chen who was dodging and said indifferently.

"You're watching me?" Su Mengyao said in dissatisfaction.

"Junior sister, you are famous in the Spirit Martial Sect, you will attract trouble wherever you go, there is no need for me to watch you. Furthermore, the future Spirit Martial Sect is mine, I just know about everything." Chen Feng smiled faintly. His smile was like the spring breeze, extremely handsome and elegant.

"But this brat, cannot match Xue’er at all. He is just a pile of cow dung…This kind of person is worse than a toad, how can he be well-matched with Xue’er?" Chen Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Don't act recklessly. This is the choice of Xue’er. Besides, what does it have to do with you?" Although Su Mengyao's voice was calm, her wrinkled eyebrows betrayed her. It was clear that she was also very confused of why Lin Xue would fall in love with such an ordinary brat.

Average appearance. Average strength.

From the start of the battle to now, Zi Chen had been dodging and dodging. He did occasionally attack for once or twice, which were always been pushed back by Guan Yun.

The first round of battles was nearing its end.

Wang Meng was the first to win, defeating his enemy in one move. Wu Sheng was the second, also defeating his enemy in one move.

Miao Kong had already comprehended the true meaning of the Floating Cloud Step. He let his enemy to attack first. After withstanding the first strike, he caught the chance when his enemy let out the vulnerable part and struck out. He won.

Then came Lin Xue and Ke Xue, who also won.

Waiting until this battle was nearing its end, Zi Chen's footsteps hurried as if he had made a mistake. He punched out and got a narrow victory.

"Damn it. How can that be? What the fuck kind of luck is this?" Guan Yun scolded, he had always been taking the initiative, but suddenly he lost in one move.

“How dare you to stare on my head with such poor strength! You’d better pray for that you won’t meet me in the battle, or else I'll beat you up like a pig. " Ke Xue said quietly as he walked past Zi Chen.

"Be careful. If you meet me, I will beat you to death by mistake." Wang Meng also sneered as he walked past Zi Chen.

Although in the battles killing others was not allowed, accidents still happened. Occasionally, there were friars who were killed.

"Good luck."

"Zi Chen, you can do it!"

Miao Kong and Lin Xue also walked over.

The first round of battles ended. Of the 400 participants, only half remained. A moment later, another round began.

It was still the elimination series. In one round, to win or to lose was clear.

"Bang!"

Wang Meng punched out a disciple in green.

He would definitely win for he was at Sixth stage of the Genuine Qi accompanying with the Second-Rate Combat Technique.

Boom!

Wu Sheng also punched back another person.

In this exam, the two were the most eye-catching. If nothing unexpected happened, then the first place should be one of them.

So far, there had been a higher possibility that the first place would be Wang Meng. This was because Wang Meng had the strength of the sixth stage of Genuine Qi while Wu Sheng’s was of the fifth. Also, there was possibility that Wu Feng may be pretending to be weak.

So far, he had performed to be extremely calm. When he saw Wang Meng, who had a face full of provocation, was also abnormally calm.

Miao Kong used his walking method to easily achieve victory, and so did Lin Xue. She applied the Second-Rate Combat Technique and her attacks were sometimes feigned and sometimes real, causing no one to be able to tell between real and feigned.

After fighting for a long time, Zi Chen had a narrow victory again.

It was not the time to reveal his true strength now.

The third round of battles began. This time, there were only a hundred or so people left.

The strong won a landslide victory again while Zi Chen continued to win his narrow victory.

"Boo!"

Just after Zi Chen won his narrow victory again at the third round, the crowd made catcalls. In their opinion, Zi Chen's strength was really average. Every time he won, it was because his enemies were careless, allowing him to grab the chances.

The catcalls from the crowd grew louder. This round still went on amidst boos and boos, until only twenty people remained.

As the night drew in, it was already very late.

"Today's Competition will pause here and continue tomorrow." The Great Elder stood up on high platform and put an end for today's battles.

Some outer sect disciples returned dejectedly. As for Zi Chen and the others, who had just passed the examination, from today onwards, they would become inner sect disciples and enjoy the treatment of inner sect.

"He's not average at all."

Su Mengyao had also left, but she remembered Zi Chen. He could get lucky once, but it was impossible for her to get lucky every time. She had the strength at the peak of the eighth stage of the Genuine Qi, so her eyesight was extraordinary. She had realized the distinction of Zi Chen.

Other than Su Mengyao, many of the inner sect disciples had found that Zi Chen was not ordinary.

Only the numerous outer sect disciples who could not see through the fact, kept booing.

Though he was not that ordinary, no one cared about him because there were two extremely outstanding people today. One was Wang Meng, and the other was Wu Sheng.

Everyone knew about Wang Meng, the younger brother of WangXiong. It was reasonable for him to possess a Second-Rate Combat Technique. However, Wu Sheng was totally a stranger. No one knew his background, but he applied a Second-Rate Combat Technique, and even a second-rate walking method.

When they were attending the competition in the day, the residences of Zi Chen and the rest had already been arranged.

In the room, there were a few sets of clothes, as well as a white jade token. On one side, it said Spirit Martial Sect, and on the other, it was Zi Chen's name.

From then on, Zi Chen was an inner sect disciple.