"Alright, everyone stop talking. Set up a seat for the Taiqing Sect Master."
Lun Bi Shengtian felt the awkwardness and restraint in the surrounding atmosphere. The three legendary cultivators were the famous Wind, Cloud, and Moon Envoys from 200,000 years ago. The Taiqing Sect was still the leader of the ancient sects. This had never changed.
Soon, a disciple put a seat in a special position for Tai Qingyue to sit on. This position showed how powerful the Taiqing Sect was.
If there was an ancient clan that could compete with the Taiqing Sect, it would probably be the ancient human clan. However, the ancient human clan didn't send anyone to participate this time. Not only that, even the royal family of the Faran Empire didn't appear. This was surprising. Did they withdraw from the competition?
Lun Bi Shengtian had to announce the start of the competition. After talking for so long, he couldn't waste any more time.
"I announce the official start of the Empire Clan Competition!"
Boom boom!
Finally, with Lun Bi Shengtian's order, the gongs and drums that had been prepared outside the imperial city sounded. The sound was like a thunderstorm. Hearing this sound was both exciting and frightening.
"The next competition will be hosted by the three Zun Zun." Lun Bi Shengtian said indifferently and looked at the three Zun Zun at the front of the high platform.
Only then did the three Zun Zun have a chance to speak. How could he have a chance to interrupt the discussion of these super strong cultivators? He could only wait until now to be in charge of the competition.
Lin Feng stood in the crowd and no one noticed him. However, Lin Feng saw a few old acquaintances. First was the Evil Palace, then the three Zun Zun and Chen Guangyu.
Lin Feng knew that Chen Guangyu's ancient sect was very strong, but he didn't expect the Taiqing Sect to be Chen Guangyu's sect. There were a few white-robed men behind Tai Qingyue, and one of them was Chen Guangyu.
At this moment, Chen Guangyu was still thinking about Lin Feng. However, it was impossible for Lin Feng to come back to life. He could only hate the Ancient Evil Clan for killing Lin Feng. Although Tai Qingyue was the Sect Master, everything still needed to be reported to the Ancestor.
However, Chen Guangyu was quite surprised by the Sect Master's attitude towards Lin Feng. Tai Qingyue actually agreed to recruit Lin Feng and made some promises. Unfortunately, it didn't happen in the end.
"Now, let's begin the first segment of the competition, the preliminaries." The loud voices of the three Venerables echoed throughout the entire Imperial City. Even those outside the Imperial City could hear them clearly.
"All sixty-eight participants, please step onto the stage." The three venerables looked down from the high platform and called out softly. He didn't dare to shout too loudly because he couldn't afford to offend any of these participants. They were all the super geniuses of the various empires and clans.
As soon as the three Venerables finished speaking, other than the Evil Temple, Chen Guangyu, Lei Kui, Lei Teng, and the masked man, everyone else was below the stage.
After the three Zun cultivators shouted, some people gradually flew up from below the stage, including Lin Feng.
Lin Feng wasn't an idiot. He knew that he couldn't just put on his mask and rush forward. Lin Feng put on his cloak and his white robe.
Sixty-eight people were standing on the stage, including the geniuses of the empires and clans. Only Lin Feng, Jestan and the masked man were left.
Jestan appeared out of nowhere and glanced at Lin Feng, who was wearing a white robe and cloak, but he didn't say anything.
"Everybody, let's draw lots." Shouted the three Zun cultivators indifferently. Then, they raised their left hands and golden pieces of paper appeared in the air.
"That's mine, don't steal it!" The Evil Monarch shouted angrily. His cold and arrogant face was extremely cold. He waved his left hand and a golden piece of paper appeared in his hand.
Apart from the Evil Temple, Lei Kui, Lei Teng, Chen Guangyu and the others all tried to steal the paper, but no one was injured.
In the end, there was only one piece of paper left. Everybody looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden paper.
"Everybody, please open it." The three Zun cultivators smiled in a resplendent way.
Soon, everyone flipped open the paper. Some looked overjoyed, while others looked bitter.
Lin Feng didn't rush to open it, he looked at the Evil Temple. The Evil Temple looked indifferent. He didn't care who he was going to fight, he was confident that he would win.
Lin Feng glanced at Chen Guangyu and saw that Chen Guangyu looked bitter. It seemed like he wasn't happy about his opponent.
Suddenly, Lin Feng saw Jing Wuhen and a little boy next to her. It was Jiang Xuan.
"Fortunately, I didn't send him back to Lang Ye City." When Lin Feng saw that, he felt relieved.
Lin Feng opened the piece of paper and saw the name of his opponent. Qing Kui?
Lin Feng immediately thought that he was a genius from the Tai Qing Sect.
As expected, Qing Kui was one of the geniuses from the Tai Qing Sect, just like Chen Guangyu. The only difference was that Qing Kui was stronger than Chen Guangyu.
Lin Feng had drawn Qing Kui, but Qing Kui hadn't drawn Lin Feng, he had drawn Chen Guangyu.
No wonder Chen Guangyu looked bitter. He had drawn a genius from his own sect, it would be strange if he didn't feel bitter.
That competition didn't require the participants to fight against each other, it was random. If you fought against him, he wouldn't fight against you. Instead, he would fight against someone else. Lin Feng's golden slip had number seven on it, which meant that he was the seventh person to fight against Qing Kui.
"The first stage is a one-by-one elimination method. The last one will be eliminated and the first one will advance."
The three Venerables spoke again at this moment, explaining the rules of the competition. Everyone was confident in themselves.
"Now, let's invite the first contestant to come onto the stage."
Shouted the three Zun cultivators. Lin Feng and the others who weren't participating in the competition also left the stage. They didn't want to interfere with other people's battles.
Jing Wuhen took a step forward and stood in the middle of the stage. He had drawn number one and his opponent was a genius from Zhao, Zhao Fei.
Jing Wuhen's appearance immediately attracted many people's attention. Everyone had heard of Young Master Wuhen's name. He had also placed third in the previous competition.
"Look, he's going to fight against a genius from Zhao."
"That's right. I wonder how far Young Master Wuhen can go this time."
"Let's wait and see. I hope he won't disappoint us."
The audience began to discuss while Lin Feng stood at the side and stared at the stage with a serious expression.
Jing Wuhen walked out and so did Zhao Fei on the opposite side.
Zhao Fei was a Middle Ultimate God and was considered very powerful in Zhao, but he wasn't a top genius. He didn't have the confidence to fight against Jing Wuhen.
"Let's begin." Jing Wuhen shouted at Zhao Fei with an expressionless face. Zhao Fei's expression turned cold and anger rose in his heart. Although he wasn't famous, he wasn't someone Jing Wuhen could humiliate.
"I'll defeat you and let everyone remember me, Zhao Fei, and not you, Jing Wuhen." Zhao Fei pointed at Jing Wuhen and shouted.
"Everyone knows how to spout nonsense. Say that after you defeat me." Jing Wuhen's expression was solemn and he wasn't angered by Zhao Fei's words.
"Take this!" Zhao Fei's expression was ferocious as he took a step forward and charged forward with the power of lightning. He wanted to give Jing Wuhen a big shock and gain the upper hand by striking first.
However, in the face of true strength, it didn't matter whether he struck first or struck second.
An energy ring appeared in front of Jing Wuhen and burst forth with a terrifying killing intent. Zhao Fei's expression changed and he quickly retreated, but it was too late. Jing Wuhen's fists had already landed on his chest.
With a loud bang, Zhao Fei was blasted away along with the railing he had knocked away. He fell heavily on the ground and created a ten-meter deep pit.
There was an uproar as the battle was over.
Young Master Wuhen was still Young Master Wuhen.
Everyone was silent as they didn't dare to discuss the previous tournament's third-ranked expert.
"Number two." The three voices sounded almost at the same time as Zhao Fei landed on the ground.
There was no announcement of the victor or loser. This was an elimination match. Only after Zhao Fei challenged someone and lost could he be eliminated. Jing Wuhen was the same. Only after his challenger was defeated could he advance. If he only won one match, he would still be eliminated.
That was how cruel the competition was.
Number two was a prodigy from Glorybound City called Sun Qi. He had challenged Thunder Gate's Lei Ben, and the result was obvious. Lei Ben had won.
When Lei Ben won, Si Hao, the leader of the Ancient Beast Race, and Xuan Tiechen, the leader of the Ancient Mysterious Race, both had gloomy expressions. They were from Glorybound City and were more or less related to the two races, but they had been easily defeated by someone from the Thunder Gate.
"Thank you for letting me win." Lei Jingang smiled proudly as he looked at the two. The two could only snort and turn away.
"Number three …"
"Number four …"
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"Number seven!"
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