In the morning of the next day, the highly anticipated "New Talent Assembly" was held as scheduled …
There were more than three thousand people participating in the competition, but after five days of screening, there were only a hundred people left. These people would enter the finals, and there would only be one final winner, and that person would obtain the Earth Low Grade Pill, "Soul Amassing Pill".
In these five days, Xing Jue didn't go out to watch the excitement, but hid in his room and concentrated on training. After five days of training, Xing Jue had already mastered the basics of Soul Healing.
In order to confirm the effects of Soul Healing, Xing Jue had specially injured himself, but this kind of experiment had indeed obtained very good results. This way, even if Xing Jue was injured in a fight, he could still self-heal in battle, this kind of method could not be said to be weak.
And in these days, Zhao Liang would come to see Xing Jue every day, and he would tell Xing Jue about the New Talent Assembly every day. So after these days of getting along, the relationship between Xing Jue and Zhao Liang also became better and better.
And today, Zhao Liang naturally came to Xing Jue's room, and he told Xing Jue about the New Talent Assembly.
"Brother Xing, tomorrow is the finals of the assembly, you have to go participate." After entering the room, Zhao Liang first drank a mouthful of tea, and then said to Xing Jue with a smile.
"Yes, this I naturally know, to have so many days of leisure, it is all thanks to Brother Zhao." Xing Jue said with a smile, because while others were fighting for the assembly, he was leisurely hiding in his room to train. If this kind of treatment was known by the group of people who had bitterly fought to enter the finals, they would definitely be angered to death.
"What are you saying, you and I are brothers, is there a need to say such things?" Zhao Liang immediately put on a face, and said somewhat unwillingly.
Seeing Zhao Liang's appearance, Xing Jue helplessly smiled bitterly. Zhao Liang's temper was just like that. He was too straightforward, but he was also very loyal to his friends.
"By the way, Brother Xing, there are three people in the finals tomorrow. You must pay attention to them." Zhao Liang suddenly thought of something and said seriously to Xing Jue.
"Oh? Which three? "Xing Jue asked curiously.
"One is a disciple from the Nangong Family, and the other two are disciples from the Nether Hall. All three of them are extremely powerful, especially the disciple from the Nether Hall called Wu Jun. He's known as the strongest disciple in the inner hall of the Nether Hall. Moreover, he's extremely ruthless. You must be careful if you encounter him." Zhao Liang spoke slowly, and especially when he mentioned that disciple called Wu Jun, he seemed to be extremely serious.
"Thank you for your reminder, Brother Zhao. I didn't expect the Nangong Family to be here too." Xing Jue said with a smile. Actually, to Xing Jue, as long as the opponent wasn't at the level of Wu Zun or above, Xing Jue didn't care about them at all. Right now, Xing Jue could be said to be invincible among those at the same level as him.
And according to Xing Jue's understanding, the highest level participating in the New Talent Assembly was only at the Advanced Martial Master level. Therefore, Xing Jue was naturally very nervous.
"Yes, that disciple from the Nangong Family was originally here to purchase elixirs on behalf of the Nangong Family. Coincidentally, it's such a grand event, so he wanted to test his skills." Zhao Liang explained.
"I see." After hearing Zhao Liang's words, Xing Jue understood the situation. Otherwise, Xing Jue would have thought that the Nangong Family had specially sent a disciple to participate in the New Talent Assembly.
One must know that the Nangong Family was known as the strongest power in the eastern part of the Sky Martial Continent. Therefore, there was definitely no lack of outstanding disciples in their power. In Yufeng Pavilion, there was already a super new talent like Li Xiaohan. In the Nangong Family, there was definitely a very strong new talent.
"Alright, Brother Xing, the reason I came here today is to tell you about this. It's getting late, you should rest early. As your brother, I wish you a smooth journey into the finals." Zhao Liang said to Xing Jue.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao!" Xing Jue cupped his fists and said respectfully.
After sending Zhao Liang off, Xing Jue once again practiced the Soul Healing Technique before falling asleep.
The next day, the inner city of the Hidden Medicine Mountain Villa was bustling with noise and excitement. There were tens of thousands of people in the audience. Seated at the top of the audience seats were five extremely dignified old men. There was a three star symbol engraved on the old men's robes. Clearly, these three old men were the leaders of this Hidden Medicine Mountain Manor.
That was because the significance of the three stars was very important. After chatting with Zhao Liang for the past few days, Xing Jue had a better understanding of alchemists. Alchemists were divided into four grades, and they were marked by the number of stars. This was to show the grade.
For example, a two-star alchemist like Zhao Liang could refine a high-grade, middle-grade, and low-grade pill. However, a high-grade pill was still very difficult to refine. It was still very difficult to refine. As for the Three Star Alchemists, they could naturally refine Earth-class Supreme Pills. An Earth-class Supreme Pill was a pill with extremely strong medicinal power. Every Earth-class Supreme Pill could be said to be a priceless treasure.
The fact that a low-grade earth-grade 'Chaotic Gathering Pill' was able to attract the experts of so many factions showed how precious it was.
As for the four-star alchemist, he could naturally refine a heaven-grade pill. A heaven-grade pill was said to possess a rather terrifying medicinal power. It could even allow Xing Jue to instantly rise from Martial Master to Martial God. However, that kind of pill only existed in legends.
At the very least, there was no one in the Dongxuan Continent who could refine a heaven-grade pill. The five old men on the stage represented the highest level of alchemy. They could refine Heaven-Grade Treasure Pills, so the five old men on the stage represented the highest level of alchemy.
Compared to the five leaders of the Hidden Medicine Mountain Villa who were highly respected, a spoiled old man in the audience seats who was wolfing down fruits attracted quite a number of disdainful gazes from many people. Looking at his wretched manner of eating, everyone was guessing how this old man had managed to sneak into this place. However, the spoiled old man simply did not care about what they said. Instead, he ate to his heart's content.
Finally, following the announcement of an elder of the Hidden Medicine Mountain Villa, the finals of the New Excellence Competition began amidst the cheers of the crowd.
Xing Jue walked onto the stage confidently. In order to make people lower their guard, Xing Jue deliberately held back his strength. Even though his opponent was an extremely weak Beginner Martial Master, Xing Jue still had to fight for a long time before he was able to defeat his opponent.
If he were to encounter an Advanced Martial Master, Xing Jue would have to fight a bitter battle and win by a narrow margin. Therefore, along the way, Xing Jue did not become the focus of attention. Only when Xing Jue used the Devouring Wind Palm did the eyes of the spoiled old man light up. Immediately after, he smiled and stroked his long beard before he continued to eat.
Compared to Xing Jue's low-profile, the disciple of the Nangong Nobles and the two disciples of the Nether Hall stole the limelight, causing the crowd to cheer. Obviously, they were also very immersed in the crowd's enthusiasm.
After half a day of competition, the finals of the hundred contestants finally came to an end. In the end, only two contestants were still standing on the stage. These four were naturally the three disciples of the Nangong Nobles and the Nether Hall, as well as the low-profile Xing Jue.
The arrogant disciple of the Nangong Nobles and the strongest disciple of the Nether Hall, Wu Jun, stood on the same stage. As for Xing Jue, he stood on the other stage with the other disciple of the Nether Hall.
Of these two stages, the one between the Nangong Nobles and the disciple of the Nether Hall, Wu Jun, was obviously more eye-catching. It could be said that 95% of the people were looking at that stage because they wanted to see whether the disciple of the Nangong Nobles, the strongest force in the eastern part of the Sky Martial Continent, or the disciple of the Nether Hall, Wu Jun, the strongest disciple of the Nether Hall, was stronger.
In comparison, Xing Jue's stage was too quiet.
"Sigh." Xing Jue sighed helplessly. He thought to himself, "This person just likes to be the center of attention."
"You … you … you … what are you sighing about? Very … very … very … fast … I … I … I … I … I'll make it so that you won't be able to say anything." Just at this moment, the disciple of the Nether Hall suddenly spoke to Xing Jue. Only after he spoke did Xing Jue realize that he was actually a stutterer.
"What do you have to do with me? Look at how unlucky you are. You can't even speak clearly, yet you're trying to control your big brother? Even if I don't beat you to death today, someone else will beat you to death sooner or later. "Xing Jue rolled his eyes at him and mocked him.
"You … you … you … you're courting death." The disciple who was not very articulate was naturally angered to the extreme by Xing Jue's words. Without saying anything else, he extended his palm. Streams of tyrannical Martial Qi quickly condensed in his palm. In the end, it actually turned into a meter long flywheel that was spinning rapidly. He threw it towards Xing Jue.
As the flywheel spun, it set off waves of energy. Moreover, an ear-piercing sound constantly rang out.
"Mid Rank Profound Rank Martial Technique. This brat is really ruthless." Seeing the flywheel flying towards him at an extremely fast speed, Xing Jue sensed the rank of the martial technique. He thought to himself, "This brat's first move is a killing move. It seems that he really wants me dead."
Clearly, he was angered by me earlier. Thinking about this, Xing Jue found it funny. Then, he deliberately pretended to dodge the flywheel.
And when the flywheel landed on the ground, it indeed set off quite a bit of energy. A deep pit was formed on the ground.
"I didn't hit you, I didn't hit you." After dodging the stuttering disciple's attack, Xing Jue deliberately stuck out his tongue and mischievously said.
"You … you … you … you …" Originally, when Xing Jue dodged the attack, the stuttering disciple was already extremely unhappy. Being angered by Xing Jue, he became even more furious. In the end, he only said the word "you" four times and actually didn't say anything else. Then, he didn't say anything else. Instead, he clenched his teeth and continued to fiercely attack Xing Jue.
But all of his attacks were just dodged by Xing Jue. Others might seem to be in great danger, but Xing Jue was actually enjoying it.
"This brat really is a disciple of my Yufeng Pavilion." Looking at the violent winds around Xing Jue's body, the sloppy-looking old man sitting in the corner of the spectator stands said with a smile.
During this process, Xing Jue would occasionally glance at one of the stages. He really wanted to see what kind of martial technique the disciple of the Nangong family, who was said to be the strongest power in the eastern part of the Sky Martial Continent, would use.
What made Xing Jue somewhat surprised was that the martial technique of the Nangong family was extremely beautiful and powerful. It could be said to be high-grade among martial techniques. At the start of the competition, he even had the upper hand. But as time passed, perhaps because he had used up too much energy, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Rumble!" In the end, after an intense collision, he was defeated by the disciple of the Nether Hall called Wu Jun.
Looking at the disciple of the Nangong family who was knocked off the stage, Xing Jue became a bit more cautious towards Wu Jun. Wu Jun's cultivation technique was a bit special. He was actually able to maintain his Martial Qi for such a long time under the collision of a large number of high-grade martial techniques. This meant that he really did have some trump cards.
After the battle on the stage ended, Xing Jue suddenly stabilized his figure. His smiling face turned serious and he said to the stuttering disciple, "It's time to end this."
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