The rules of the Nine Supremes this time were simple.
Ten people would be divided into five groups and would draw lots to decide who would fight in the first round.
Once the first round was over, there would naturally be five winners and five losers, and the winner would advance.
In the second round, the five people in the winner's group would draw lots again. Four of them would fight in two rounds, and the last person would be on standby.
When the second round was over, the winners of the two rounds would naturally advance, while the one who would be on standby would draw lots to fight one of the two losers in the second round. In the end, there would be three candidates for the final battle.
In the third round, these three candidates would take turns to kill each other, and the strongest would be the second Supreme that everyone yearned for!
The second Supreme of the Residence of Nine Supremes would be the second Supreme!
Under the second Supreme, the other two candidates would be the third and fourth Supreme based on their battle results.
The remaining people would continue to draw lots and fight again, deciding the fifth, sixth, seventh, and ninth Supreme positions.
Excluding the two people who ranked last, the order of the Residence of Nine Supremes' Nine Supremes was more or less decided.
The remaining two would take up other positions in the Residence of Nine Supremes, such as the disciplinary hall, the combat hall, or … something else.
It had to be said that the rules were really easy. They could be seen clearly with just a glance.
No one doubted whether there was an element of luck in this, because luck was a very important component of a cultivator's overall ability. There was even an ancient saying that was deeply rooted in people's hearts – when luck comes, the city wall can't stop it. Even pigs can fly!
Shi Wuchen was the first to step up.
"I'll go first!"
He stood up with a belly full of rage. "Don't all of you dislike me? I'll be the first to draw lots! Let me tell you, no matter who I draw, I won't show any mercy! Just you wait! "
The nine people were not offended when they heard him, but laughed in unison. "Who wants you to show mercy? You'd better worry about yourself! "
Shi Wuchen snorted angrily and strode forward. With a stretch of his hand, he drew a name without hesitation, opened it, and guffawed. "Kong Luoyue! Come out and call me big brother! "
Kong Luoyue leaped out furiously, rubbing his palms together. "I was just about to teach you a lesson, you bastard!"
Subsequently, Shi Bujia drew Tie Qingcang, Ren Qingkuang drew Guo Nuanyang, Lan Ruojun drew Wu Menghuan, and Luo Dajiang was naturally matched with Ping Xiaoyi.
As soon as the result came out, Luo Dajiang's face twisted.
The others also looked at him with gloating expressions.
Among these people, the one they were least willing to make an enemy out of was probably Ping Xiaoyi.
This guy was known as the 'Vicious Physician', and it was definitely not a nickname that he would rather brag about himself. He truly lived up to his name. His entire body was filled with poison, and even if one's cultivation was higher than his, they would still fall into his trap if they were not careful.
The others breathed a sigh of relief when Luo Dajiang drew Ping Xiaoyi for his first match.
After all, the first round of the battle was directly linked to the ranking of the Venerables. Once they lost, they would no longer be able to obtain a higher position.
The initial plan for the five matches in the first round was to start at the same time, but Yun Yang had suddenly changed his mind when the matches were about to begin.
"Let's fight them one-on-one. We still have time," Yun Yang said.
"Everyone can learn from your own battles and familiarize yourselves with each other's fighting style. I believe that we'll have a clear idea of what to do when we work together later on."
Everyone nodded in agreement, thinking that it was reasonable.
Dong Qitian was the only one who turned to glance at Yun Yang, a faint hint of approval flashing across his eyes.
The first two to start the battle were Shi Wuchen and Kong Luoyue.
The two brothers who had been through life and death jumped out at the same time. Shi Wuchen's weapon was naturally the Tri-Autumn Sword that he had been famous for a long time while Kong Luoyue's weapon was not the long sword he had used in the previous battle. Instead, it was replaced by two strange weapons that looked pitch-black.
The two weapons were shaped like two sharp awls, the tips of the weapons filled with strange patterns of sharpness.
Kong Luoyue said faintly, "Shi Wuchen, you're out of luck today. I've never presented these two weapons in my hands to anyone before. They're called the Hidden Soul Spikes. Not only are they sharp and dangerous, but they also have hidden mechanisms within them. There are countless Hidden Soul Spikes that could appear at any time. It's impossible to guard against them. "
He smiled faintly. "So … Shi Wuchen, you must be very careful. Be very careful. Don't cry about how unfair it is when you've been tricked by me. "
Shi Wuchen was enraged, pointing his sword at Kong Luoyue. "What nonsense are you spouting? Come up and receive your beating!"
During this period of time, the other nine people had been singling out Shi Wuchen. Just because he was one step ahead, Shi Wuchen's heart was already on the verge of exploding!
This time, it was a legitimate opportunity for Shi Wuchen to retaliate. Of course, he wanted to vent his frustrations.
Moreover, he still had the trump card that his boss had specially prepared for him.
'Hmph!
Do you really think that my Tri-Autumn Sword is still the same Tri-Autumn Sword?
Shi Wuchen was confident that victory was within his grasp and that he would succeed in every endeavor!
Dong Qitian was initially nonchalant. After all, to his actual level, the duel between two Saint Level cultivators was not a battle of life and death. It was merely a competition between the same sect, so he was not too interested. However, after taking a look at the duo's aura and the surging battle intent, his expression turned into one of focus.
With his cultivation base, there was no need for him to pay too much attention to the details of the battle as the referee for a duel of this level. Even if there were any accidents, they could be easily resolved.
Although the slightest difference could decide the outcome of a battle at Shi Wuchen and his companions' level, even if it was not a battle of life and death and only a matter of victory, there would still be earth-shattering noises and danger looming at any moment.
Dong Qitian still did not need to pay too much attention. At most, he dared not be too careless. However, with Shi Wuchen and his companion's movements, the aura and battle intent far exceeded the atmosphere of a battle between ordinary Saint Level cultivators. It made Dong Qitian more serious and concerned.
'Why are these two people's auras so strong?'
Yun Yang, on the other hand, paid close attention to the duo's gaze and expression, especially the subtle movements that did not belong to the battle.
Dong Qitian's job was to judge the outcome of the battle and stop it at once if there were any accidents.
Yun Yang, on the other hand, wanted to judge the character and temperament of the people before him, as well as their mentality to win or lose in the grand scheme of things.
Although the strength of an individual's cultivation base and the outcome of today's battle were important as they would affect everyone's status in the Residence of Nine Supremes in the future, it was unavoidable to place too much emphasis on them. On the contrary, character and temperament were the key to success.
With a clear whistle in the field, both men moved at the same time and engaged in battle.
The sword in Shi Wuchen's hand was waved abruptly, and a desolate aura of three autumn surged abruptly and spread rapidly.
It was the third month of spring, the season of early spring, when the grasses were long and the nightingales were in flight. However, as Shi Wuchen's sword light flashed, the spectators could clearly feel a sense of autumn.
Autumn was cool.
Desolate.
The sky was high and the clouds were thin.
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