Although Yang Li had been conversing with the others, he had a detailed understanding of the tournament's rules.
According to Huo Poyun, this tournament would be divided into four groups, with ten people in each group. They would fight for one day and rest for another. It was estimated that each person would participate in two battles per day.
After the group stage, the top two would enter the quarterfinals and rest for three days. The losers would be ranked according to the number of wins they had.
In the quarterfinals three days later, there would be two battles per day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.
The rules were relatively simple. Every sect had one seeded contestant. In order to prevent the seeded contestants from meeting each other too early and causing one of them to be eliminated, they were directly divided into four groups.
Naturally, Yang Li was one of the seeded contestants. Bu Yuntian had told him yesterday that he was a seeded contestant in Group C and didn't need to participate in the drawing of lots.
When the other disciples were arranged to draw lots by Bu Yuntian, they looked at Yang Li with strange gazes. Although the other six felt uncomfortable, they didn't think too much about it. However, Mo Feng and the other two were different. They looked at Yang Li with hatred and disdain.
Yang Li didn't pay attention to them. Soon, the results of the drawing were out. Coincidentally, there were two sect disciples in the same group as Yang Li. One of them was Mo Feng, and the other two were in the same group as Xue Qinghan and Yan Zhan. Yang Li couldn't help but mourn for the three of them.
Of all people, Yang Li just had to run into these three. Yang Li laughed at himself and thought, "Maybe this is what they mean by 'evil people will be tortured by evil people'."
After Mo Feng returned, he arrogantly looked toward Yang Li. When he passed by Yang Li, he said in a cold voice, "Yang Li, this time, I will let everyone see how useless you are!"
Yang Li didn't respond. He raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Mo Feng, then lowered them again. He had no interest in paying attention to this kind of person.
After the results of the lots were drawn, it was time to assign the combatants. Yang Li quickly saw his opponents. What gave him a headache was that both of his opponents were women!
One was Huo Li Sect's Spirit Movement Realm ninth level disciple, Zhou Jingyun. It was said that she was the direct disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall Master and was not weak.
The other person was a top disciple of the Blood Sun Valley. His strength was slightly weaker, but he was also at the Spirit Movement Stage eighth level. His name was Liu Wenling. He fought with the other two in the morning and afternoon.
At the same time, the referees of each group arrived. The referee of Arena A was Song River. Song River wore a white robe and had a smile on his face. Coupled with his handsome appearance and faint aura circulating around his body, it made many of the spectating female disciples have peach blossoms in their eyes. Even a female disciple from the Tenlan Sect had a hint of adoration in her eyes.
The referee of Arena B was Lu Shuo. Lu Shuo was still dressed in a red robe. He stood expressionlessly on the arena. It seemed that he didn't like this kind of thing, but he couldn't refuse his good brother's invitation. That's why he stepped onto the arena. His cold appearance and extraordinary appearance attracted the gazes of many female disciples.
Yang Li originally thought that the referee of Arena C would be an elder of the Huo Li Sect. However, the referee of Arena C surprised him. It was Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu's appearance was naturally very eye-catching. At the same time, it also made the hearts of the male disciples in Arena C burn with passion. They all wanted to fully display their strength in the competition.
However, Jiang Yu's appearance made Yang Li's face a little bitter. If Jiang Yu were to attack him from behind, he wouldn't even have a place to cry. However, when the situation arises, Yang Li could only take one step at a time. With Jiang Yu's gentle as water temperament, he believed that she wouldn't make things too difficult for him.
Arena D was an ordinary elder of the Huo Li Sect. His old face didn't attract any attention. Instead, it attracted a wave of boos, causing his old face to turn red. He wanted to leave the arena, but he couldn't.
After everything was distributed, Huo Poyun once again jumped into the air and said: "Now, the Large Competition officially begins! Participants of all groups, come up! "
The first to enter Arena A was Yan Zhan. The other three arenas were occupied by people that Yang Li didn't know. Yang Li wasn't interested in watching other people's battles. His attention was completely focused on Arena A. He wanted to take the opportunity to see Yan Zhan's strength.
Just like Yang Li, Xue Qinghan directly ignored the battles in the other arenas and focused on Yan Zhan's battle.
Yan Zhan's opponent was a male disciple of the Blood Sun Valley. His name was Ming Fei, and he was at the ninth level of the Spirit Movement Realm.
After entering the arena, Ming Fei bowed politely and said: "Please advise me, Senior Brother Yan Zhan." Yan Zhan's expression was still indifferent. He nodded slightly, not even a hint of battle intent could be seen in his eyes. Ming Fei also knew Yan Zhan's personality, so he didn't take it to heart.
After Ming Fei took out his weapon, it attracted a few more glances. His weapon was a pair of huge hammers. They looked extremely heavy, which somewhat matched his rough appearance.
"Begin!"
"Be careful, Senior Brother Yan Zhan!"
Hearing the referee's announcement, a grave expression appeared on Ming Fei's face. He circulated his spiritual energy around his weapon and unleashed his movement technique. Using offense as defense, he swung his hammer toward Yan Zhan. Even though the spectating disciples knew that Ming Fei would lose, they couldn't help but cheer for him.
Yan Zhan's expression didn't change. Looking at the hammers charging at him, his eyes flickered slightly. He lightly moved his feet and dodged Ming Fei's attack. At the same time, he swung his hand, which was infused with spirit energy, at Ming Fei's back.
Ming Fei's reaction was also extremely fast. He immediately reappeared the hammers behind his back to block Yan Zhan's attack.
Yan Zhan's indifferent eyes remained completely emotionless as he slammed his palm against the sledgehammer. The sledgehammer smashed into Ming Fei's back. Ming Fei immediately felt a stifling sensation in his chest, and a mouthful of sweet blood flowed up his throat, threatening to spill out.
Ming Fei forcefully swallowed the blood back into his stomach and borrowed the momentum to charge forward, away from Yan Zhan's attack range. He then turned to look at Yan Zhan, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Senior Brother Yan Zhan is indeed powerful. Strength to Break a Thousand Army! "
The spirit energy on the hammers in Ming Fei's right hand began to boil. Then, Ming Fei threw them at Yan Zhan from afar. The hammers ferociously charged towards Yan Zhan with an extremely powerful momentum that seemed to be able to pierce through a thousand army.
Within The Field, the spectating disciples all cried out in surprise. The attack power of Ming Fei's attack had just barely reached the first level of the Illuminating Soul realm. Many disciples couldn't help but look at Ming Fei in a higher light.
Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows imperceptibly as he inwardly said, "Flame Step."
The spirit energy on Yan Zhan's body turned into flames that completely enveloped him. Just as the hammers were about to touch him, he took a small step to the right. However, his entire body moved a large step to the right, allowing him to dodge Ming Fei's attack.
However, Ming Fei only smiled lightly and said: "Senior Brother Yan Zhan, this hammer isn't that easy to dodge!" As soon as Ming Fei's words left his mouth, the hammers that had flown past Yan Zhan's body drew a perfect arc in the air and once again shot towards Yan Zhan.
The corner of Yan Zhan's mouth twitched as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't. Instead, he raised his right hand, which was originally perpendicular to Ming Fei, and the spirit energy in his palm condensed into tangible flames. Then, he swatted it towards the hammers that were flying towards him.
"Dong!"
A muffled sound rang out from the point where the hammers and palms collided. Yan Zhan's arm didn't budge in the slightest, and the spirit energy on the hammers was rapidly consumed. In the blink of an eye, all of the spirit energy on the hammers disappeared. Without the control of the spirit energy, the hammers fell to the ground with a loud clang.
At this moment, Yan Zhan's back was facing Ming Fei. Ming Fei inwardly rejoiced, "This is my chance!"
"Sky Breaking Hammer!" Ming Fei transferred the hammers in his left hand to his right hand. His spirit energy swirled around them, and the phantom of a huge hammer that covered almost half of the stage appeared. The huge hammer was surrounded by clouds and mist, and it viciously smashed down towards Yan Zhan.
Yan Zhan turned around, a cold glint flashing through his eyes. His voice was completely emotionless as he said, "Go down."
"Flame Breaking Palm!"
An equally huge palm appeared above Yan Zhan's head and grabbed the handle of the hammers. After grabbing it, it threw it back to Ming Fei!
Ming Fei looked at the hammers flying towards him and hurriedly dodged. He wanted to avoid the hammer phantom, but the huge palm in front of him blocked his path.
Just as the two attacks were about to land on his body, Song He's figure suddenly appeared. Two Spiritual Energy barriers appeared in front of Ming Fei along with a clear voice.
"Ming Fei, you've lost."
Hearing Song He's voice, Ming Fei bitterly nodded his head and said, "Junior Brother concedes."
Seeing that the match had come to an end, the disciples below the stage immediately broke into a heated discussion.
"Senior Brother Yan Zhan was actually able to control Ming Fei's spirit technique to attack him! That's unbelievable! If that's the case, doesn't that mean Senior Brother Yan Zhan is invincible? "
"It's probably because the gap between the two of them is too big that Senior Brother Yan Zhan was able to control Ming Fei's spirit technique. Otherwise, there's no need for this match at all."
"Ming Fei's strength is not bad, but there's still too much of a gap between him and Senior Brother Yan Zhan. What a pity."
"That's right, but Senior Brother Yan Zhan is already so strong. I wonder how strong the seed disciples of the other sects are. I heard that Yang Li from the Tenlan Sect and Xue Qinghan from the Qingyan Sect can fight against Senior Brother Yan Zhan!"
"We'll see it sooner or later anyway. Let's just continue watching."
Song He, who was acting as the referee, was also very surprised. Because when Yan Zhan controlled the hammers with his spirit energy, he seemed to have divine sense!
The three Half Law Realm cultivators revealed expressions of understanding and astonishment. That was because Yan Zhan had already cultivated divine sense. Spirit Movement Stage Level 9 already possessed divine sense! Even if it was slightly weaker than the divine sense of an Illuminating Soul Stage Level 1 cultivator, it still meant that he could truly fight against and kill Illuminating Soul Stage cultivators!
Following that, Xiong Zhou went up the stage and gave a detailed review of Ming Fei's battle. However, he didn't mention a single word about Yan Zhan. He merely glanced at Yan Zhan a few times before leaving the stage.
Before leaving the stage, he threw a few words at the disciples, letting them understand the reason why he didn't give Yan Zhan any pointers.
"Yan Zhan, your performance was perfect. There were no flaws!"
Hearing that, the disciples looked at Yan Zhan in an even more different light. The fact that even a Half Law Realm cultivator couldn't find any flaws showed just how strong Yan Zhan was.
At the same time, they were even more expectant of Yang Li and Xue Qinghan's performance.
Yang Li and Xue Qinghan could also tell that Yan Zhan had used divine sense. Xue Qinghan could only tell because he also had spirit stones.
However, Yang Li had only been able to tell because he had once possessed a spirit stone. The sense of crisis in his heart grew even stronger. If Yan Zhan possessed divine sense, that meant that Xue Qinghan most likely also possessed divine sense!
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