Outside of Lin City, in the forest, there were lush green trees and clear water.
At this moment, there was a huge battle stage here. It was surrounded by many small battle stages, forming the shape of a lotus.
The huge fighting ring in the middle was used for the final battle, while the smaller fighting rings around it were used for the elimination rounds. The Shen Family attached great importance to this Martial Arts Competition, as it was the first time that Shen Lang had organized such a grand event as the host.
Shen Wuming was dressed in a green robe. His hair was neatly combed, and he sat on a high platform with a serious expression on his face.
As the participants of the Martial Arts Circle Convention arrived, Shen Wuming stood up slowly to welcome them.
"Haha, Shen Family Head, it's been a few years since we last met. You look even more radiant now," a leading elder from the Tian Luo Sect said respectfully when he saw Shen Wuming.
Shen Wuming cupped his hands and said politely, "Haha, Elder Zhang is still the same as before."
In the past five years, Shen Wuming had interacted with the people from the superpowers. After all, Shen Lang was in seclusion, so Shen Wuming had to deal with all the important matters. He had discussed many things with the big shots.
Following the arrival of the Tian Luo Sect, some of the forces that were participating in the Martial Arts Circle Convention also arrived.
Shen Wuming led Shen Teng to welcome the guests. Shen Wuming was in charge of receiving them, while Shen Teng was in charge of arranging their seats.
Although the Shen Family had been developing rapidly in the past few years, there were still too few people who could hold their own. Most of them were from the younger generation and had yet to mature.
The people from the three sects had also brought their disciples from Lin City to the Convention Center.
Looking at the Martial Arts Circle Convention Center built by the Shen Family, they all sighed inwardly. The Shen Family was indeed powerful.
Without sufficient manpower and material resources, it was impossible to build the Tenji Pavilion in a short period of time. The Shen Family had been notified of the Tenji Pavilion six months ago. Everyone thought that the Shen Family would arrange the venue in Lin City and use a ready-made venue. Unexpectedly, the Shen Family actually built a venue here in half a year.
Many factions had gathered, and there was a sea of people. Every region had some seats, and the level of the seats was according to the strength of the faction.
The main seats were reserved for the Shen Family and the people from the super forces. The other seats were reserved for the weaker forces.
As time passed, the forces that came to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention had basically all arrived. Only a few individual cultivators were still rushing over in an endless stream.
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"Dong!!!"
A gong rang out, announcing the official start of the martial arts assembly.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared on the stage.
Tian Jizi swept his gaze over the crowd and said sternly, "This martial arts tournament is divided into the elimination round and the final round."
"For the elimination round, the big factions and the top 20 on the Ranking List of Young Masters do not need to participate. They can directly participate in the final round."
"The elimination round will be conducted by drawing lots. I will draw lots at random. The two contestants who are drawn can compete on the surrounding stages. The winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated. There are only 100 places for the final round. I hope everyone can show their true strength. Otherwise, it will be too late to regret if you are eliminated."
As the competition began, Shen Wuming and the others began to watch the competition attentively. Some individual cultivators who came to watch or participate in the competition also began to comment on the spectator stand.
A day passed quickly. It was already night time. The entire competition venue was lit up by torches, and it was as bright as day. It did not affect the progress of the competition at all.
There was no rest in the elimination round. There would only be time to rest when the competition was over and the final round was about to begin.
This martial arts assembly was not smaller than Shenlang's. It was even larger. However, it was not as intense as Shenlang's. After all, although there were many geniuses, there were too few peerless geniuses like Zhao Jiuzhou, Chang Letian, and Lei Ming. There were only a few famous ones, but they were not as monstrous as Shenlang's group.
Weng!!!
A young cultivator's sword flashed with a cold light. Soon after, his opponent was knocked off the stage with a single strike of the sword.
"Hey! This little guy is not bad. Although he has not fully comprehended the sword intent, he has already comprehended part of it. If he is given time, I'm afraid another sword expert will appear in the Zhenwu Continent. "
An elder of the Xuantian Dao Sect sitting next to Shen Wuming commented as he looked at the young cultivator on the stage.
Shen Wuming nodded. "Yes, this youth's talent in the way of the sword is not weak. If he has a good teacher to guide him, he might be able to become an expert in the future."
Shen Wuming and the others were all experts. The weakest among them was at the Insightful Emptiness Realm. They were all people with sharp eyes. Whether a person had talent or not, they could see it with a glance.
When the leader of the Only Sword Sect saw the youth, his eyes flashed. This kind of sword genius was the favorite of sword sects like them. Back then, Mo Cangqiong was taken in by them from outside.
Now that the competition was still ongoing, the people of the Only Sword Sect did not go up to take in disciples. Instead, they waited for the martial arts assembly to end before asking for the youth's opinion. They could also take advantage of this time to observe the youth's potential.
Although the Shen Family was powerful, the original twenty-one forces were still quite famous in the Zhenwu Continent. They were only slightly weaker than the Shen Family. They were still overlords and were existences that ordinary people had to look up to.
After the youth struck down the cultivator, he did not leave the stage. Instead, he put away his sword and turned to look at Shen Wuming and the others. Under everyone's gazes, the youth suddenly cupped his fists and said, "I am Ye Zilong. This time, I came to participate in the martial arts assembly because I want to be apprenticed to King Hades Chujiang. I hope that the head of the Shen Family will agree."
Whoosh!
As soon as Ye Zilong's words came out, it attracted the attention of countless people. This kid really had guts. He actually wanted to be apprenticed to King Hades Chujiang. King Chujiang was known as the Sword God of the Zhenwu Continent. He was definitely a grandmaster in the way of the sword. Very few people could compare to him.
Shen Wuming did not agree or refuse. Instead, he said slowly, "You go first. As for whether King Chujiang will take you in or not, it will depend on your performance. I don't have the final say in Hades. They do things based on their mood. If they really want to take you in as a disciple, you might have a chance if you perform well this time."
Ye Zilong nodded with a calm expression. He did not look disappointed at all. Instead, he moved his feet and flew down from the martial arts stage.
"This kid has a very strong mind. Looking at his performance, he should not give up until he achieves his goal. As expected of a sword genius. If he did not have an extremely strong mind, it would be difficult for him to cultivate to this level." Elder Zhang Chuji of the Creation Sect could not help but praise Ye Zilong when he saw his performance.
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