On the high platform in the central square of Ping Yang City!
"First of all, congratulations to the 100 contestants present. You have successfully passed the challenge and obtained the opportunity to select disciples in the first round."
The strong man in blue said with a smile after the contestants who had yet to decide a winner stopped fighting.
"Ah …!"
"I passed the selection!"
"I can become a disciple of the sect!"
"Martial King, Martial King, I, Lin Yue, am coming!"
"Gou Anjie, just you wait. I, Gou Xinghai, have successfully joined the sect and become a disciple. When I break through the Martial Guru Realm, I will definitely kill all of you. "
"…!"
"…!"
After the blue-clothed powerhouse announced that the 100 contestants had successfully passed the challenge and obtained the opportunity to select disciples from the sect, the 100 contestants immediately became excited. A few of them who had ordinary potential and mediocre performance in the challenge and had relied on luck to persist until now couldn't help but cheer.
Looking at the cheering contestants, Yu Haoran secretly shook his head. He felt a little sad for the contestants who were cheering.
Stopping the challenge when there were only 100 contestants left was not only to prevent the forces behind these contestants from losing too many elite disciples, but also to give the second, third, and unrated sects a chance to recruit disciples.
Everyone knew that people wanted to go up, and water wanted to flow down!
In the minds of these contestants, the seven top sects and the 15 first-rate sects on the high platform were probably the sects in the eyes of the contestants. Unless they had no choice, they would only consider the second and third rate sects.
If the challenge continued, more and more contestants would be eliminated or die. By the time there were only ten contestants left, only the seven top sects would be able to recruit disciples. Perhaps even the first-rate sects would have nothing, not to mention the second-rate, third-rate, and even unrated sects.
Therefore, the following ranking competition was to give the first, second, third, and unrated sects a chance to select disciples.
Of course, the stronger the sect, the stricter the selection of disciples and the more careful the contestants were.
Therefore, the first round of disciple selection, which was also the moment the challenge competition ended, was a chance for the third-rate and unrated sects to select disciples.
Some people might ask why the third-rate and unrated sects were allowed to choose disciples from the very beginning. If their targets were directly targeted at the contestants with potential and outstanding performance in the challenge matches, wouldn't the second-rate, first-rate, and top sects be at a disadvantage?
In fact, the process of selecting disciples for different sects was also a test of the candidate's eyesight, knowledge, and luck.
If you were moved by the conditions offered by a third-rate sect and chose to become a disciple of a third-rate sect, then you would lose the opportunity to climb to a higher level. You would lose the support of more resources, the guidance of better teachers, and the advancement of higher mental cultivation methods and martial techniques.
For top sects and first-rate sects, the only thing they lacked in this world was talented disciples.
Unless it was someone like Yu Siqi, who had the potential of Emperor Wu, who was worthy of their efforts to win over.
Therefore, the four rounds of the qualifiers were not only for the sects to choose, but also for the contestants to choose.
However, only the sects that selected disciples knew about this test. Even the powers behind the contestants were not very clear about it.
Yu Haoran himself was very clear about this point.
However, other than Wu Zhengjun, his good friend from his previous life, the rest of the contestants were either strangers he had never met before or enemies he had a grudge against. How could he be so kind as to remind them of this?
After the contestants had quietened down, the blue-clothed expert gestured to the experts of the third-rate and unrated sects on the west side of the platform.
Soon after, more than a hundred third-rate and non-sects' experts began to display their best footwork skills, hoping that the contestants would be attracted and choose to join their sects.
Looking at the hundred experts rushing over, Yu Haoran shook his head inwardly.
In the Tianxuan Continent, other than the fixed seven top sects, fifteen first-rate sects, and thirty-eight second-rate sects, which had a very strict population control, there were as many third-rate and unrated sects as there were hairs on a cow.
However, among all the counties in Emperor Qin's Kingdom, Dongshan County was the most remote, economically backward, and had the worst martial arts culture. Therefore, it received the least attention.
If it were not for the unwritten rule that the top sects, first-class sects, and second-class sects had to face the contestants from all regions, the top sects and first-class sects would only send out instructors in the Martial Grandmaster Realm at most, and would not send out deacons in the Martial King Realm at all.
As for third-rate and unrated sects, there were no such rules. They could send as many people as they wanted, as long as they had the ability to attract the contestants' attention.
Compared to other prosperous counties where martial arts were flourishing and geniuses were plentiful, these third-rate and mediocre sects preferred remote counties like Eastern Mountain County the most.
Only in such counties, where martial arts were not flourishing and information was scarce, could they compete with the first-rate and second-rate sects to a certain extent, and have the opportunity to obtain geniuses with the potential of Martial King and above.
Just as Yu Haoran's imagination was running wild, he unexpectedly discovered a special situation. Among the hundred experts rushing towards them, most of them were targeting him.
Faced with such a situation, Yu Haoran suddenly did not know whether to cry or laugh!
"Seniors, I already have an ideal sect in mind. I can only let you down!" It was a headache to deal with the invitations of these experts one by one, so Yu Haoran could only take the lead to express his attitude, lest he be surrounded by these experts.
When Yu Haoran took the lead to express his attitude, the experts rushing towards him could not help but smile bitterly.
Fortunately, they knew that their chances were not high at the beginning, so they just wanted to give it a try. Therefore, after receiving Yu Haoran's clear attitude, they directly changed their target and rushed towards the contestants they had chosen.
It did not take long, only five minutes. Among the hundred contestants present, thirteen of them chose to join the third-rate sects.
As for the unrated sects, not a single contestant joined. This made some of the experts, who originally wanted to pick up the leftovers, very unhappy.
Among the thirteen contestants who chose to join the third-rate sects, nine of them were Rogue Cultivators, and only four of them were disciples of collateral families from the other two cities.
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