Speaking of Ding Baigu, Du Feng was reminded of his White Bone Banner. This Ding Baigu looked quite similar to the White Bone Warriors. They both looked like skeletons. The only difference was that the White Bone Warriors used bone sabers, while Ding Baigu used bone swords.
The white bone sword was probably made from the rib bones of some demonic beast. The blade was not very straight, and the angle was a little strange. There was a layer of black Qi around it, which confused Du Feng. That layer of black Qi was probably demonic Qi or Yin Qi. Did the Yu Xian Sect allow such things to exist?
Even if the Yu Xian Sect allowed it, the Immortal City should not. Didn't everyone agree to allow demonic cultivators to exist? As long as a martial artist practiced demonic arts, they would rather kill a thousand than let one go. Why did this Ding Baigu use the white bone sword and demonic arts so brazenly?
"The White Bones City is a special case. They were approved by the Heaven Realm's higher-ups."
So it wasn't just Ding Baigu who was special. The martial artists of the White Bones City were all special. Strictly speaking, they were not considered demonic cultivators. Their situation was similar to Du Feng's. They were normal human martial artists who practiced some demonic arts. The difference between them and real demonic cultivators was that their blood remained bright red, and they would not seek refuge in the Demon Realm.
The martial artists of the White Bones City all practiced a type of White Bone Technique. This technique didn't require one to kill people and absorb their bones. It wouldn't really turn one into a demon. Just by absorbing the Yin elemental energy from the immortal veins under the White Bones City, one could continuously improve their Cultivation. This was also why the White Bones City was built there.
Moreover, the City Lord of the White Bones City, Bai Xuanling, was once a vanguard on the battlefield. He had participated in the war against the Demon Realm. He had some prestige among the human martial artists. This was also why the Yu Xian Sect didn't completely reject Ding Baigu. If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have been able to join the Yu Xian Sect no matter what.
Oh, I understand now! This Ding Baigu was originally the disciple of the City Lord of the White Bones City, Bai Xuanling. He had suppressed his Cultivation to the half-step Celestial Realm for so many years just to wait for this Martial Tournament. To put it bluntly, it was for the opportunity to enter the Cloud Listening Secret Realm.
One had to know that Bai Xuanling was a war hero. His disciple was only an outer sect disciple in the Yu Immortal Sect. This was not a disgrace to the sect. It was precisely because they grasped the mentality of the Yu Immortal Sect that they managed to sneak in.
Ding Baigu had entered the Martial Competition with the determination to win. If he lost, he would be too ashamed to return to White Bones City to see his master.
Tsk, tsk, tsk … This one isn't easy to deal with. Let's see the next one. Of the four hidden experts, Du Feng already knew three of them. Following Hong Xiuzhen's guidance, he looked at the fourth person.
Was there a mistake? The fourth person was actually an expert old man. Not only was he skinny, but he was also bald. The middle of his head was bald, and there was a circle of sparse white hair on the outside. What was more efficient was that there was a stream of snot hanging under his nose, and it looked like it was about to flow into his mouth.
How could this be considered a hidden expert? Was there a mistake? That was because the bald, skinny old man had a wine gourd hanging from his waist. From time to time, he would take a few sips from it. Before the competition even started, his face was already red, and he looked a little drunk. Wasn't he just a beggar who came here to beg? He didn't look like an expert at all.
"Uh … I don't need to introduce him. You probably won't have the chance to fight him."
What did master mean? What did he mean? Could it be that this old man was so strong that he didn't even have the right to fight him? That couldn't be right. No matter how strong he was. As long as he defeated the other contestants, he would definitely meet him in the finals.
"Don't ask too much. In any case, he won't target you."
Alright, after hearing this, Du Feng understood a little. This person was probably planted by the sect's higher-ups. There must be a special reason. Since master said that he wouldn't target him, Du Feng was relieved.
As the personal disciple of an elder, Du Feng didn't need to participate in the first elimination round. Fifty outer sect disciples who had been selected, in addition to nearly two thousand inner sect disciples from the various halls, were going to engage in a great battle royale. The so-called big battle royale was to gather together and fight casually.
Within two hours, half of the people had to be defeated. Being thrown out of the stage or being subdued and knocked unconscious was considered losing the competition. Admitting defeat was also one of them. If the two hours were up and the number of people who were defeated was less than half, then the remaining people would have to have another big battle royale and eliminate another half.
If half were eliminated in the first round, then there would be more people left. If there were two rounds of elimination, then the remaining spots would be even fewer. This was a little unfair to them, but there was nothing they could do. They were not the personal disciples of an elder.
At this time, the advantage of being the personal disciple of an elder would be revealed. They sat high up on the contestants' seats and watched the two thousand people fight there. As expected, the fifty outer sect disciples formed a camp. Even the four hidden experts were in it.
There were sixteen halls, and each hall had more than a hundred people. They basically formed a small group with their own hall. Very quickly, the two thousand people on the stage were divided into seventeen small groups. Everyone had their own place. As long as the deputy sect leader gave the order, the big battle royale would begin.
This kind of big battle royale was a little unfair, especially to the outer sect disciples. They had the lowest Cultivation Level and the lowest number of people. But there was also an advantage, which was that it could save time. If so many people fought one on one, it would take a lot of time to finish.
After a big battle royale, the two thousand contestants became one thousand. The speed of elimination was really fast.
Du Feng noticed that Zhao Shixiong was hiding in the crowd and was still bluffing, "Senior brothers, we must work together to let those inner sect disciples see that we outer sect disciples are not to be trifled with."
"Yes, we must defeat them."
After being bluffed by him, there really were people who agreed. Because he was small and had a sweet mouth, he was quickly protected in the middle by the crowd. This guy was too smart. He knew that in a big battle royale, it was easy to accidentally hurt people. Even if he had a certain level of strength, he could not withstand a group fight. Hiding in the middle was also the right choice.
"Let's kill the outer sect disciples first. Master said to pay attention to that Ding."
"Yes, that's what I mean too."
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