"All outer disciples who are participating in the Grand Competition, hurry to the Outer Disciple Arena. Those who are late will be considered to have given up."
A message was transmitted to Yang Li's identity token. After reading it, Yang Li immediately stood up and used his movement technique to rush towards the martial arts arena. Along the way, there were many disciples rushing towards the martial arts arena.
The top one hundred outer disciples, who were rarely seen on normal days, were also rushing towards the arena wearing the disciple robes that indicated their identity.
When he arrived at the Outer Sect Martial Arts Arena, he saw that the huge arena was filled with people, and there were ten huge arenas erected in the middle. In the distance, there was a high platform with hundreds of seats, but at the moment, there were only a few cultivators with powerful cultivations chatting on it, presumably reserved for the elders.
Soon, it was already midnight. No more disciples entered the arena. All eight thousand outer disciples had arrived. The entire arena was extremely lively.
The seats on the high platform were also almost full. A strong man stood up.
"All disciples, quiet!"
A loud shout suddenly entered Yang Li's ears, causing his ears to buzz. Yang Li shook his head and looked at the arena. When he saw that all the disciples were like this, he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart. This was the result of great strength!
Seeing that the arena had quietened down, the strong man said, "I am the Vice Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Yin Fang. I now announce that the Outer Disciple Competition officially begins!"
"Now, all participants, please take out your identity token. Your participation number has been sent to your identity token."
Yang Li took out his identity token. On it was written: Group A: 197
"Due to the urgency of the competition, the rules have been changed. Please listen carefully!"
"The first round is a mixed battle. All eight thousand disciples will be divided into ten groups. Each group will have eight hundred disciples. Enter the arenas and participate in the mixed battle until there are only one hundred people left on the arenas."
"Every arena is equipped with an illusion formation. The disciples who are killed in the illusion will be directly transported out."
"Now, please enter the arenas according to your identity token!" The disciples heard the order and quickly entered the arenas according to their number.
"The Grand Competition begins! Formation, rise! "
A brilliant light burst forth from all the stages as a dense fog rose into the air. Ten different images appeared in the air, and the elders on the high platforms all raised their heads to look at them.
The scenery of the Mist Forest suddenly appeared in front of Yang Li. At the same time, a black Soul Pearl the size of a pigeon egg appeared in his hand. Yang Li casually put it into his spatial ring and took out the Crouching Phoenix Lance. He walked slowly in the forest.
Not long after, a disciple appeared in front of him. He had a cultivation base of level six Qi Accumulation. Without hesitation, Yang Li used his spear to stab the disciple. The disciple didn't even have time to react before he was eliminated.
"Can you let me see who killed me?" The disciple was extremely depressed. However, when he came out, he found that there were already many disciples who had been eliminated. He was somewhat complacent and did not even feel depressed about being killed.
With the passage of time, the disciples below the ninth level of Qi Condensation had basically all been eliminated. In the arena, there were still two thousand disciples, all of whom were above the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Some of them were extremely strong, and some were extremely wretched in hiding.
At this time, Yang Li saw a disciple with a blue name in front of him. He directly attacked with his spear.
The disciple was at the late stage of the Tempered Blood Realm. When he saw that Yang Li was only at the late stage of the Tempered Blood Realm, he smiled disdainfully and dodged Yang Li's attack.
He took out his weapon and slashed at Yang Li. Yang Li smiled faintly and did not defend at all.
When the disciple saw this, his smile became even more disdainful. However, in the next second, he was stunned. His blade directly touched Yang Li's neck, but he did not feel anything at all.
"It's an afterimage!" The disciple was shocked. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind behind him. He turned around and slashed.
However, he found that it was still an afterimage.
"Junior Brother, good movement. My name is Yu Feng. May I know your name?" Yu Feng was immediately convinced and asked.
"Hello Senior Brother Yu Feng, my name is Yang Li. However, in this competition, you can't let me win." Yang Li stood in front of Yu Feng and said with a smile.
"Of course. Junior Brother, feel free to make your move." Yu Feng said loudly.
"Then I won't be polite. Flame God Spear Art, Flame Dragon Soars to the Heavens!" Yang Li's figure disappeared and a roaring flame dragon rushed at Yu Feng's back.
"Good! Sand Flattening Blade Art, Wild Geese Flattening Sand! "Yu Feng slashed horizontally behind him and the two spells cancelled each other out.
However, Yu Feng felt a chill on his neck and he was thrown out of the arena.
Yu Feng, who appeared In The Field, was also convinced. Yang Li's movement art surpassed his by too much. It was unpredictable and it was hard to detect him. He didn't lose at all.
However, he wasn't anxious. Even if he was eliminated in the first round, he still had the chance to challenge again. With his strength, although he couldn't beat Yang Li, it wouldn't be a problem for him to beat others. After all, he was in the top 100 in the previous Martial Arts Competition.
The Fog Forest in the illusion realm lacked the roars of wild beasts. It was extremely quiet. After defeating Yu Feng, Yang Li thought for a moment and directly sat down on the ground, waiting for others to find him.
Not long after, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind him.
"Flickering Light Passing Shadow!"
Yang Li's entire body disappeared from where he stood. The sneak attacking disciple's sword directly pierced through Yang Li's head. Yu Feng was stunned for a moment, but Yang Li didn't give him any chance.
This disciple was only at the ninth qi cultivation level. Yang Li didn't even use his spiritual energy. Flickering Light Passing Shadow attacked him from behind and pierced through his body.
Before the disciple died, he turned his head to look at Yang Li, who had a smile on his face, and his figure disappeared.
At this moment, a loud voice filled the entire secret realm.
"Group A secret realm only has 100 people left. Group A's first round has ended."
The Mystic Realm changed. This time, it turned into a place that looked like an arena. The hundred disciples were all in it.
"Group A's second round, 100 people battle royale. If you are killed In The Field, you will be directly kicked out of the arena until there are only 30 people left in the In The Field."
This rule was even crueler than the previous one. Those below the tempered blood realm who were lucky enough to survive the previous round became the first to be eliminated.
In just half an hour, more than half of the people had been eliminated. There were only 40 people in the middle stage of the tempered blood realm and above left in the arena.
Yang Li noticed that among the remaining 40 people, there were two golden disciples, two purple disciples, and more than 10 blue robed disciples.
In their eyes, the gray robed disciples were the most important disciples to be eliminated.
One of the golden disciples said lightly, "Let's eliminate them according to their cultivation level. Kill those in the middle stage of the first level first."
Suddenly, the scene became chaotic again. However, the two golden disciples did not make a move. They only coldly watched the fight.
Although Yang Li was in the late stage of the first level, in the eyes of others, it was still not enough. Therefore, he also became the target of attack.
However, Yang Li did not have the slightest desire to fight with them. He did not even bother to make a move. He only dodged using the Flickering Light Shadow Technique.
One of the golden-marked disciples saw Yang Li and frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by another golden-marked disciple. "Trash will always be trash. If he relied on movement techniques to dodge, then let him. Later on, there will be people who will take care of him."
Hearing this, the golden disciple thought for a while and did not speak again.
The battle ended very quickly. There were only a few gray disciples left in the arena. None of the blue, purple, and gold outer disciples were missing.
When the number of people dropped to 30, the illusion disappeared, and the fog on the stage dissipated completely.
Group A's arena ended the fastest. After all, only six of the top 10 from last year were left. Group A took up two of them!
There were also many blue disciples. It was just that there were fewer purple disciples.
Very quickly, the other arenas also ended. The slowest was Group C's arena. There were only six or seven blue robed disciples left. Therefore, it took a lot more time.
At this time, the sky was about to turn dark.
"The remaining 300 disciples in the 10 arenas will participate in the third round of battle tomorrow. The new number is already in your identity token. Tomorrow, participate according to the new number. Do you understand?!"
Yin Fang's voice spread throughout the entire arena. The disciples who entered the top 300 responded in unison.
"Alright. The first day of the grand competition ends here. All disciples, please go back."
The first day of the grand competition was considered to have ended perfectly. Hearing that it ended, all the disciples started to walk out of the arena. There was endless discussion.
Yang Li walked in the crowd and was thinking about how much strength to show tomorrow.
"Yang Li!" A tough voice entered his ears.
Yang Li was a little puzzled. He turned his head and saw that it was Yu Feng. He could not help but smile.
"What's the matter, Senior Apprentice Brother Yu Feng?"
"Junior Brother Yang Li, you sure made it easy for me to find you. It's like this. Junior Brother, as you know, we blue disciples seldom interact with gray disciples. Therefore, our circle of friends is very limited," said Yu Feng with a smile.
"Isn't the first day of the grand competition over? A few of us are friends, so we decided to find some powerful gray disciples for a drink. We can get to know each other better in the future," said Yu Feng with a smile.
Yang Li thought about it. That was indeed the case. Birds of a feather flocked together. People with different levels of talent would naturally not interact much with each other. Yu Feng and the others must have gone through a balance of strength and levels of talent to invite the gray-class disciples before choosing them.
With this in mind, Yang Li said with a smile, "Senior Brother Yu Feng, wouldn't I be disrespecting you if I didn't go since you invited me so warmly? May I know when and where? "
"It's the Eight Immortals Restaurant in Mist Fog City. It's now 5pm. Junior Brother, you can just arrive at 5pm."
"Alright, Senior Brother. I have some trivial matters to attend to, but I'll definitely be there at 5pm. What do you think, Senior Brother?"
"No problem. Junior Brother, you go ahead with your business. I'll go find someone else. However, Junior Brother Yang Li, you must come. Otherwise, I'll hold a grudge against you. Haha." Yu Feng laughed heartily. He didn't say anything else and left.
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