It had been some time since Shanggong Ling and company arrived at Intoxicated Fragrance Lodge.
They had applied for Martial Alliance identification. Tang Yu and Fanny had compiled a textbook of Great Chang's local customs and historical background a few days ago for this batch of immortal sect disciples to learn from.
They were dressed in the style of the Great Chang empire.
They claimed to be people from the reclusive immortal sects.
Great Chang also had countless sects of various sizes. However, they were all under the Martial Alliance's management. With the government intentionally or unintentionally cracking down on them, the sects were not very powerful. Some sects that were on good terms with the government would have their disciples join the local government after they left the mountains.
For example, the Black Armored Army, the Azure Mystic Army, and the Imperial Guards.
But who could guarantee that there were no reclusive sects in such a huge Great Chang?
At the very least, he knew that every year, there would be many newly registered sects in the Martial Alliance. Some of them claimed to be reclusive sects, but they were usually of average strength. They did not have the ability to snatch lucrative missions in the Martial Alliance.
Over time, the small sects that failed to survive would disband. Talented disciples might be able to join other sects, but most of those with mediocre strength could only return home to farm.
This knowledge was part of the assessment for the Great Chang kingdom's vanguard team.
Bamboo Rat Li and Enze chose a few loyal and above average immortal sect disciples. After training them for a period of time, only those who passed the assessment were qualified to become a member of the vanguard team.
All the selected elite disciples passed the assessment.
Therefore, even though they were extremely excited to come to an alternate world, everyone was able to control their emotions. Apart from eating a lot and buying a lot of local specialties, there was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Sect Master, when are we going inside?"
Cao Xinghua had free time in the morning. He also went to the sparring arena. The sounds of weapons clashing made his blood boil.
Ever since he had walked out of the valley of his life, he had devoted all his attention to cultivation. Among the immortal sect disciples, there were quite a number of people with A + or A + talents. Most of their cultivation speeds were far inferior to his.
Apart from Shanggong Ling, Cao Xinghua was firmly in the top three of the second echelon.
Eldest Senior Sister, Shanggong Ling, was no match for him. She was completely abused, so there was no meaning in fighting him. The others were either not his match or they were too familiar with his moves.
"We'll go in the afternoon. You can discuss the order of appearance."
…
The Martial Competition of the younger generation continued for over ten days, and its popularity did not decrease in the slightest.
The Great Chang Imperial Capital had at least a few million people. Once a large number of spectators left, another batch would come.
It was the same for the contestants on the stage.
There were also some losers who, after recovering from their injuries, participated in the tournament again. The government did not limit the number of times they could participate in the tournament. There were almost no rules.
This morning, Tang Yu saw the swordsman who was seriously injured by the young swordsman a week ago once again ascended the ring and successfully defended the ring.
However, there were very few who could replicate the strong man's case. Most of the eliminated people were severely injured. For example, the strong man would have needed one or two months to recover, but now, he had recovered in a week. Only the 'money' ability could achieve this.
The stone pillars surrounding the arena and the arena defenders sitting cross-legged on top of them also changed batch after batch.
After observing for a few days, Tang Yu found that these guys weren't just showing off, but waiting.
Some martial artists of ordinary backgrounds could use the opportunity of the Martial Competition of the younger generation to join a large family clan or sect. They could also obtain a position in the upper echelons of the Black Armored Army or the Azure Mystic Army without having to start as a soldier.
The Great Chang had a mature plan for nurturing talents. It was not as bad as he had imagined.
In the afternoon.
Tang Yu and company arrived outside the arena and released their Origin Energy slightly. The sardine-like crowd in front of them immediately opened up a path. More than ten people walked straight in.
After the noon break, the afternoon matches began.
At that moment, there was a bearded youth standing on the arena. Although he looked to be in his forties, since he was standing on the stage, it meant that he was only looking mature.
After the person went up, he sat there to rest. No one else took the stage for more than ten minutes.
Tang Yu knew the reason very well.
The bearded youth released his aura without holding back. Although he wasn't at the top of the Great Chang's younger generation, he was considered in the upper echelons.
Cultivation was about talent and resources. Few people could reach the Eighth Awakening Stage before the age of thirty. In the arena matches, there was a chance of victory.
These days, the young swordsman and the burly man with the saber and shield were only in the early and middle stages of the Eighth Awakening Stage.
The appearance of such an expert immediately deterred most people.
The passers-by at the Fifth or Sixth Awakening Stage wanted to say, "You don't play by the rules. Shouldn't it be us, the ones with lower cultivation, who go on stage first and then the experts make the final move?"
Those with higher cultivation, the Eighth or Ninth Awakening Stage, were also unwilling to go on stage so early.
The opponent was still in peak condition. He might win one game, but he might lose in the end.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect didn't care. The dozen people looked at each other. Finally, a tower-like man walked up the stage.
The bearded youth was already very strong. His bronze-colored muscles were knotted, but standing in front of this person, he was still a head shorter.
However, most of the audience didn't look with their eyes. Instead, they sensed the aura. The tower-like man was still lacking. His aura was only at the peak of the Sixth Awakening.
Now, it was up to the tower-like man to hurt the bearded man.
A few experts outside the arena narrowed their eyes.
The bearded youth stood up and cupped his fists. "Iron Palm Sect, Duan Kuan!"
The tower-like man froze for a moment. He also cupped his fists and said in a low, muffled voice, "Immortal Sect, Shi Tie."
After reporting their names, Duan Kuan waved his palm.
His palms were harder than iron. His palms moved like shadows, creating a gust of wind.
Boom!
Shi Tie's arms blocked in front of his body. His skin was plated with a layer of metallic luster. After an explosion, he took two steps back. Duan Kuan of the Iron Palm Sect also swayed, unable to connect with the next palm.
"I know Duan Kuan. He's the eldest senior brother of the Iron Palm Sect. I heard that the Iron Palm Sect has been declining in recent years. This time, with a young talent like Duan Kuan, the Iron Palm Sect will rise again."
"That guy named Shi Tie isn't bad either. He's only at the peak of the Sixth Awakening, but he can actually last so long in Duan Kuan's hands. By the way, what kind of sect is the Immortal Sect? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"It should be a small sect. But small sects can occasionally produce experts."
On the stage, the sound of banging kept ringing.
Duan Kuan of the Iron Palm Sect had a higher cultivation and faster speed. Every few rounds, he could leave a palm print on Shi Tie's body.
But the more they fought, the more serious his face became.
After taking a few palm strikes, Shi Tie's aura only weakened a little. He didn't look any different.
On the other hand, he had used his full strength several times and consumed a lot of energy.
As he tossed and turned, his movements gradually slowed down.
In an instant.
Shi Tie let out a low roar. The hunters watching the battle outside the ring didn't feel anything, but Duan Kuan felt as if his brain was hit by a boulder. With a bang, blood oozed from his ears and nose.
He struggled with all his might. When the blurriness in his eyes gradually became clear, a fist the size of a sandbag enlarged in his pupils.
Boom!
Duan Kuan flew backward hundreds of meters, blood spurting, and rolled out of the ring.
The audience outside the ring gasped. A few experts who were ready to make a move couldn't help but shrink their necks.
Let's not take advantage of others. Let's go first.
… …
Shi Tie's violent victory directly caused the arena to be silent for more than ten minutes.
But not everyone could hold back. Finally, someone went on stage.
Some were at the Sixth Awakening, some were at the Seventh Awakening.
Perhaps they were holding the idea that Shi Tie was injured and wanted to take advantage.
One by one, they were blown off the stage, but more martial artists came on stage.
"Soon, soon, he has fought so many battles, and he was injured in the beginning. Maybe he won't be able to stand in the next moment."
"Even if I can't stand until the end, as long as I can defeat him, it will be a big plus. Maybe a big family will look at me because of this!"
After all, Shi Tie was only at the peak of the Sixth Awakening Stage, and he didn't use any advanced equipment. He defeated dozens of people in a row. Even if most of them were defeated with one punch, there was not much source power left.
The 58th round.
A sharp-mouthed young man came on stage. He relied on his agile movements to wander a hundred meters away from Shi Tie, attacking with hidden weapons.
Shi Tie's skin was still plated with a metallic luster. His clothes were torn, but there were still a few white marks on his body. He was not really injured. The sharp-mouthed young man's hidden weapons also bounced off.
But suddenly.
Boom!
The bounced hidden weapons burst into a cloud of purple smoke. Shi Tie couldn't dodge and immediately held his breath. The sharp-mouthed young man threw more and more hidden weapons, exploding like firecrackers.
From a distance, the purple smoke was wrapped into a ball, and only Shi Tie's tall figure could be seen.
Shi Tie rushed out, and the sharp-mouthed young man instantly rushed back, throwing out hidden weapons as if they were free.
Shi Tie no longer had the ability to use the sound wave combat skill again.
Finally.
A few minutes later, Shi Tie, whose skin and face were a bit blue and purple, fell heavily to the ground with a bang.
"I won, haha. That's all. I thought you were strong!"
The sharp-mouthed young man laughed, his eyes were full of contempt.
The officials stepped forward and carried Shi Tie down. They fed him two pills, one detoxifying, and the other healing.
The effect was not significant. It could only save his life. Shi Tie's body still had some blue and purple color.
Tang Yu immediately poured a bottle of Advanced Life Potion for him. The dense life energy circulated around Shi Tie's body. The blue and purple color on his face faded, and he opened his eyes.
His breath was still a bit weak, but he was fine.
"I …"
The wooden Shi Tie opened his mouth, blaming himself.
Cao Xing Hua and the others were angry.
Shi Tie could be defeated, but not in such a sullen way.
The sharp-mouthed young man's face was too arrogant.
No one could be more arrogant than the Immortal Sect!
"Brother, I will avenge you."
A figure flashed, and Cao Xing Hua entered the ring.
The sharp-mouthed young man glanced at him and raised his chin, "Tell me your name. I won't defeat a nobody."
Cao Xing Hua narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.
He stared at the sharp-mouthed young man and said word by word:
"Immortal Sect, Cao Xing Hua!"
The sharp-mouthed young man was stunned.
At the same time, Cao Xing Hua's peak ninth stage aura was released without reservation.
A strong wind swept the entire martial arts ring.
The sharp-mouthed young man's face suddenly turned blue.
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