"Participating disciples, come forward to receive your number plates according to the ranking of the Hundred Vassal Clans!" the referee announced from the center of the arena.
Yun Yan took a deep breath. She was a little nervous, helpless, and desolate.
Slowly getting up, Yun Yan bid farewell to Su Yu, forcing a smile, "I hope you can meet your fiancee and say hello for me."
Feeling the sadness in Yun Yan's heart, Su Yu nodded, "After the competition, regardless of the result, please wait for a moment. I have something to give you."
Slightly stunned, Yun Yan's nervous heart relaxed a little. She smiled and gracefully left.
"Brother Su, it's our Li family's turn to draw a number plate," the three juniors of the Li family respectfully reminded Su Yu.
Su Yu entered the Liuxian Faction using the Li family's name, naturally he would receive a number plate with them.
Taking a light breath, Su Yu stepped forward to receive the number plate "111."
"The top 100 competition will now begin. Three thousand people will be divided into 100 teams according to the number plates you have received! The number plates will be distributed randomly. "
Su Yu was in the tenth group.
"The rules of the top 100 competition are that there will be a challenge within the group. If no one dares to challenge you, you will be the first in the group and advance to the top 100!"
This kind of rule was slightly unfair because there was an element of luck.
If there was an extremely strong fighter in the group, such as the Three Heavenly Kings of the Outer Sanctum, the rest of the strong fighters could only regret it and not make it into the top 100.
The advantage was that it saved a lot of time!
"Group one, challenge begins!"
Group one, thirty people all prepared at the preparation stage.
Whoosh —
A proud youth flew onto the stage, smiling as he cupped his fists, "Everyone, if there is anyone who does not accept me, Ling Feng, you can come forward and fight …"
Ling Feng, a First Level Peak Holy King! In the Outer Sanctum, he was second only to the Three Heavenly Kings, ranked within the top ten.
He naturally had the right to guard the stage.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the audience was silent, looking at him strangely.
Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat, re-evaluating his group.
Suddenly, a figure made his heart jump, his face ashen.
"The First King of the Outer Sanctum, Zhao Wuxie!"
Behind the crowd, a youth in his twenties sat quietly, wearing a plain green robe and an ordinary face.
He had a peaceful temperament, giving people a sense of familiarity.
Slowly opening his eyes, Zhao Wuxie smiled indifferently. "This is a rare opportunity. You guys can learn from each other. I'll go on stage later."
Ling Feng's face was pale. After a moment of silence, he cupped his hands and walked down the stage, "I give up."
In front of the number one Heavenly King, Ling Feng didn't even have the will to fight.
The difference between a Second Level Peak Holy King and him was like the difference between heaven and earth. Even if Ling Feng were to exert his full strength, it would be difficult for him to even move a finger of his.
The arena was silent for a moment, and no one went up again. They all revealed expressions of helplessness, bitterness, and sorrow.
It was not easy for him to wait for the annual Fallen Star Competition, but he encountered Zhao Wuxie!
After a moment of silence, Zhao Wuxie sighed and slowly walked into the ring. "Is there anyone willing to fight with me, Zhao Wuxie?"
All twenty-nine people lowered their heads.
The three thousand people present lowered their heads in unison.
A look of disappointment flashed in Zhao Wuxie's eyes. A trace of invincible loneliness lingered around his body.
In the outer sect, he was a lonely king.
Although three thousand people were a lot, none of them were a match for them.
During the referee's announcement, Zhao Wuxie walked down the ring dejectedly.
The competition of the first group ended at an unimaginable speed.
Zhao Wuxie, the First Heavenly King of the Outer Sanctum, the supreme king looked up to by three thousand people. He was also the Outer Sanctum disciple with the greatest hope of becoming an Inner Sanctum disciple within a hundred years.
The next few rounds of competition took up an hour each, and everyone had their own competition.
Until the fifth round.
In the fifth group, a person jumped out first. "Is there anyone who wants to fight with me, Zhao Longyang?"
He was about twenty years old, dressed in a tight black robe. His skin was dark, and his face was rough. He vaguely gave off a murderous aura.
His cultivation had reached the frightening Second Level Upper Tier Holy King!
He was the Second Heavenly King of the Outer Sanctum, Zhao Longyang!
At this moment, his grin was a little sinister.
Below the ring, there was silence. Everyone in the group had a look of dread, and even a trace of fear.
They were in awe of Zhao Wuxie, but they were afraid of Zhao Longyang.
This was because Zhao Longyang's attacks were quite ruthless. Those who fought with him would more or less be seriously injured.
As a result, no one accepted the challenge.
"A bunch of trash." Zhao Longyang smiled contemptuously and walked down the ring.
The referee announced Zhao Longyang's victory.
It was another battle that ended extremely quickly.
Then, the next round.
A tall, arrogant eighteen -year-old youth leaped onto the arena.
He was handsome and cold. He stood with his arms crossed, and his eyes were as cold as frost, giving people a chill.
His cultivation had reached the frightening Second Level Lower Tier Holy King!
This person was the Third Heavenly King of the Outer Sanctum, Jiang Ming.
"Is there anyone who wants to fight with me?"
Below the ring, an unlucky First Level Peak Holy King went up.
"Zhao Lin, I am willing to fight with you." Zhao Lin was a rare female Outer Sanctum expert.
After jumping into the ring, she immediately attacked.
"Golden Flower Finger!" Zhao Lin's jade-like hand lightly pointed, and five golden lights shone on the whole arena. It was very dazzling.
Many spectators closed their eyes.
Zhao Lin was hidden in the golden light, and it was difficult to distinguish her figure.
Whoosh —
Suddenly, a white hand suddenly stretched out from the golden light and hit Jiang Ming's body.
At this moment, Jiang Ming could not open his eyes under the dazzling golden light.
This palm was silent, and Jiang Ming could not guard against it.
However!
Ah —
A scream came from within the golden light.
Zhao Lin's delicate body flew back as if she was electrocuted.
Jiang Ming slowly withdrew his shoulder.
Just now, Jiang Ming only shook his shoulder, and Zhao Lin was sent flying.
"Insignificant skills, and you dare to show off?" Jiang Ming opened his eyes indifferently and said coldly.
"Who else?" Jiang Ming scanned the audience, and no one continued to fight.
It was another extremely fast battle.
Many of the following group battles were remarkable, but not as amazing as this one.
Even the tenth battle where Su Yu was.
In this group, other than Su Yu, there was no Holy King!
Flying into the ring, Su Yu released a trace of Holy King aura, and looked around at the twenty-nine people. "If there are any challengers, please hurry up and finish the battle quickly!"
He could not wait to fight the strongest person in the Fallen Star Sect, enter the Inner Sanctum, and take Xianer away!
Eh? The Outer Sanctum disciples in front of the ring all felt unfamiliar, and no one recognized this fourteen-year-old First Level Holy King.
"I, Liu Bao, will try." A Half Holy King jumped into the ring.
He was about twenty-five years old, and his expression was fierce and full of murderous intent.
"Liu Bao? It is said that he has challenged a First Level Holy King and was not at a disadvantage. He hunts in the mountains all year round, and has rich combat experience. Many people who have just entered the Holy King realm find it difficult to deal with him. "
Slightly licking his lips, Liu Bao secretly pondered. If he could defeat this Little Holy King, even if it would be difficult for him to fight his way into the top nine, he could still enter the top one hundred in such a stunning manner.
"Ha!" Liu Bao was like his name, simple and direct, fast and violent.
In the blink of an eye, a punch landed on Su Yu's face.
Seeing that Su Yu's movements were so slow, he was overjoyed. Sure enough, this was a junior who had not experienced actual combat and had used drugs to improve himself.
However, Liu Bao's punch could not continue.
Because a strand of Su Yu's silver hair floated over and gently touched his fist. His fist instantly froze, then spread to his whole body, turning him into an ice sculpture.
From beginning to end, Su Yu had not made a move.
"Is there anyone else?" Su Yu indifferently glanced at the remaining twenty-eight people.
Below the ring, there was silence. The Holy Kings were indeed powerful!
In this group, Su Yu had advanced to the top one hundred without any suspense.
A few people who had noticed the battle were envious and jealous, especially the First Level Peak Holy Kings who had been defeated. "What's so great about relying on luck? If it were me, why would I worry about not being able to fight my way into the top one hundred?"
Although Su Yu had ended the battle quickly, he did not win in a stunning manner. Instead, he felt even more disdain.
The next twenty battles were uneventful.
However, there were a few people who were luckier, which made the audience angry.
Wu Pangyun's opponent was only a First Level Lower Tier Holy King, and he was easily defeated.
Yun Yan's situation was similar to Su Yu's. In her group, there was not a single Holy King.
The competition for the top one hundred began. The Three Heavenly Kings led the way, and the three extremely lucky newcomers were also the focus of attention.
"The competition for the top ten begins now! A total of one hundred and two people will be randomly divided into nine groups. The strongest person in each group will advance! "
"The format of the competition is a two-loss system! Everyone has the right to be defeated twice. If you lose once, you can continue to challenge another time. If you lose both times, you will be eliminated on the spot! "
Although this method was a bit of a waste of time, it was more fair.
The eyes of those who had paid attention to Su Yu lit up, a playful smile on their lips. "Looks like Su Yu and that Wu Pangyun have been put to good use. They were actually assigned to the same group as Jiang Ming of the Three Heavenly Kings."
"Haha... that's good. How can a group of people with more luck have the qualifications to obtain the honor of the top one hundred? Kick them out as soon as possible to show the level and standards of the Fallen Star Contest. Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can become famous. "
On the arena.
"The first battle, Jiang Ming versus Wu Pangyun!" The referee arranged the matches according to the cultivation level of the contestants.
Hearing this, many of the audience could not help but laugh. The opening was a Heavenly King versus a lucky newcomer. Interesting!
Wu Pangyun swallowed hard, secretly cursing his bad luck. He had thought he could still fight his way into the top nine, but in the top one hundred, he had encountered the Three Heavenly Kings!
Jiang Ming stood with his arms crossed, his eyes indifferent. He said arrogantly, "Make your move! Your luck has been exhausted! "
Clenching his teeth, Wu Pangyun suddenly made his move!
"Moon Breaking Palm!!" The top class deity level cultivation technique, imbued with all the spiritual energy of a First Level Upper Tier Holy King, was incomparably terrifying.
Jiang Ming stood motionless, his eyes indifferent. His eyes did not reflect Wu Pangyun's figure at all.
The look in his eyes at that moment was very subtle, exquisitely illustrating what it meant to be arrogant!
Boom —
Wu Pangyun's palm struck Jiang Ming's chest!
However, it was as if Wu Pangyun had struck a boulder!
Poof —
The boundless recoil caused his internal organs to shake violently, causing him to vomit blood on the spot!
"Wu Pangyun, defeated!" The referee announced indifferently.
There was ridicule in the audience seats.
"Finally showing your true colors? Even Zhao Lin was sent flying. It would be strange if he did not vomit blood after a few attacks! "
Amidst the ridicule, Wu Pangyun was ashamed.
"The second battle, Jiang Ming versus Su Yu!"
As he stepped down from the arena, Su Yu brushed past him and walked up to the arena.
Because he was overly sensitive, coupled with the rift between the two, Wu Pangyun always felt that Su Yu had shown a mocking expression when he passed by him.
"Su Yu!" Wu Pangyun shouted in embarrassment. He stopped in his tracks and stared at Su Yu's back.
Su Yu calmly turned his head. "What's the matter?"
Seeing Wu Pangyun's stare, Su Yu felt inexplicable.
How had he provoked Wu Pangyun?
"Su Yu, don't be complacent! You and I are of equal strength. If I lose, how much better can you be? Humiliating me now, aren't you afraid of being humiliated by others later? "Wu Pangyun said angrily.
Su Yu was slightly stunned, but immediately understood Wu Pangyun's current state of mind.
He curled his lips and squeezed out a mocking smile. "Useless!"
"If you want my mockery, I'll grant it to you." Su Yu pretended to be helpless and turned to walk up the arena.
"You!!" Wu Pangyun's face turned green and then red.
"Good! Let me see how you deal with this later! "
Jiang Ming stood proudly. His eyes were still condescending and did not see Su Yu.
"Another lucky junior …" Jiang Ming sighed softly. There was helplessness and shame in his heart.
"You are not worthy to fight me, but this is the arena, so I can only reluctantly do it!" A trace of deep disgust condensed on his face. "So! Make your move! Finish the battle quickly! "
It seemed that people like Su Yu, who relied on luck to get here, would make him feel disgusted even if they were in the same arena.
"Finish the battle quickly? Good! That's exactly what I intend to do! " Su Yu's gaze was calm. "So please make your move. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to!"
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