Swoosh swoosh …
In the inner field, one figure after another leaped onto the quaint stone platform, their auras bursting out. They were all wrapped in Yuan Qi light, afraid that someone would beat them to it.
There were only sixteen stone platforms out of sixty-eight people. The competition was fierce.
Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, Liu Ji, Tan Chao, and Wang Fan knew their strength. They were afraid that they wouldn't be able to fight to the end, but they had to at least get onto the battle platform. When they thought about it, they would remember that they had fought with the best of the best among the direct disciples.
Some people quickly got onto the battle platform, but there were also some who were indifferent and were secretly watching.
Yun Lingfeng, Gu Chenyou, Gong Qi, Mu Yao, Nan Liran, and the others who had been ranked at the top of the Sword Pagoda rankings didn't seem to be in a hurry. They were secretly observing.
Swoosh swoosh …
However, very quickly, the remaining figures also leaped up one after another and ascended the stage.
Those who had been ranked at the top of the Sword Pagoda rankings deliberately avoided standing on the same battle platform.
When two strong contenders fought, one was bound to lose!
Their goal was to at least get into the top sixteen. Even if they were confident in winning, they didn't want to encounter too strong an opponent and consume too much of their energy.
The closer they got to the end, the stronger their opponent would be. If they consumed too much energy at the beginning, they wouldn't be able to support themselves at the end.
Bang! Bang!
On the sixteen battle platforms, as the disciples who were ranked at the top of the Sword Pagoda rankings got onto the battle platform, the others tacitly began to join forces to attack the disciples who were ranked at the top.
。 But this kind of joint attack was definitely not 100% successful. Once there was a chance, everyone would attack without hesitation. After all, this was related to the ranking.
The atmosphere on the battle platforms was already tense. As someone attacked, it was as if a series of bombs had been detonated. Suddenly, all the battle platforms were filled with surging Yuan Qi. The battle was on the verge of breaking out.
"Kid, you don't deserve to be here!"
On the battle platform not far away, a direct disciple shouted softly. His figure flashed like lightning and directly appeared in front of Zhang Qing.
The direct disciple clenched his fist tightly, and the fist in his hand had already arrived in front of Zhang Qing. The faint black earth attribute Yuan Qi caused the surrounding space to tremble, and a whistling sound could be heard in the air.
Zhang Qing unsheathed his sword at this speed, but he didn't even have the chance to attack. He hurriedly retreated in a panic, reducing some of the force. However, his chest was also hit by a punch. His body was immediately sent flying out of the arena.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Almost at the same time, Tan Chao, Liu Ji, and Wang Fan were also attacked by their opponents and thrown off the stage.
Several people were smashed into the inner area one after another, spitting out blood. They were not a match for him at all.
Those disciples who were able to obtain a spot were at least at the third or fourth level of the Origin Spirit Stage.
Although Tan Chao, Zhang Qing, and the others had made astonishing breakthroughs in the past month, their bodies had been tempered and transformed from the inside out.
However, in such a short period of time, they were still far from being able to compare with these direct disciples.
Zhang Qing, Tan Chao, Wang Fan, and the others were too weak. The direct disciples on the arena could not be bothered to team up with Zhang Qing and the others. They also disdained to work together to deal with their opponents, and were even more embarrassed to be on the same stage as them. The moment they attacked, they swept Zhang Qing and the others off the stage.
Seeing Zhang Qing being swept off the arena, Hou Changming was not surprised. It was fine as long as there were no major injuries. He also knew that with Zhang Qing's cultivation and strength, it was still insufficient for him to contend with the elites among the direct disciples.
"Chi La …"
On the arena not far away, Xu Jiahui was also attacked.
A woman was attacking Xu Jiahui. Her jet-black hair fluttered behind her head, and her footwork was unpredictable. Her slender hand held a sword, but she disdained to attack Xu Jiahui. Her left slender palm struck out.
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Xu Jiahui's beautiful face changed. With her cultivation and strength, she was unable to contend against the woman, and quickly retreated.
"You're just an outer disciple. You're not worthy to fight with us!"
The woman said indifferently. Her speed disappeared, and with a shake of her slender hand, her five fingers clenched into a fist. Her fist was wrapped in blazing fire attribute Yuan Qi, as if it was emitting flames, causing her fist to be dyed a scarlet red. With a swift and fierce momentum, she chased after Xu Jiahui once again.
Xu Jiahui dodged the punch to her chest, but the punch landed on her shoulder.
"Pfff …"
Under the impact of a blazing force, Xu Jiahui spat out blood from her red lips, and her delicate body was sent flying off the arena.
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