Chapter 85

Ling Aoxue's departure did not dampen Zhan Chen's passion for cultivation. Instead, his pursuit of power became even more intense. He locked himself in the dormitory and continued to consolidate his cultivation.

The Wanfa Continent and the Northern Sea Continent were two different worlds. There was no way to survive there without powerful strength. He knew this very well.

Time passed quickly. The five small sects of the Hou Yan Kingdom also gathered in the Misty Wind Sect. Half a month later, the Misty Wind Grand Ceremony was held as scheduled.

On that day, the sky was clear. Li Jianshu led the group over a mountain and arrived at the foothills of the main peak of the Lofty Cloud Ridge. There was a grand dojo built there, and in the center was a wide field. There were many combat platforms built, and it could accommodate more than a dozen fights at the same time.

There were also circular spectator stands around the dojo, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

When Zhan Chen followed Li Jianshu into the venue, he saw about ten thousand people sitting around. They were all here to watch the Misty Wind Grand Ceremony. Almost all of them were outer disciples of the Misty Wind Sect, but now they were here as spectators of the Misty Wind Grand Ceremony.

The location of the grand ceremony was the largest arena in the center of the Battle Dojo. There were banners and slogans celebrating the Misty Wind Grand Ceremony hanging on it. The atmosphere was quite lively.

Zhan Chen stepped onto the arena with the group and stood at the side of the field. At this time, the people from the other four sects arrived at almost the same time. Everyone looked at each other curiously, looking for possible powerful opponents.

Before the ceremony began, the sect leaders greeted each other.

"Old Li, we haven't seen each other for almost twenty years. How are you?" At this time, a big man with a curly beard shouted loudly.

Zhan Chen saw that the person was on the Fire Cloud Sect's side. It must be the sect leader of the Fire Cloud Sect, Li Daxiao.

"So it's Sect Leader Li." Li Jianshu smiled and cupped his hands.

"Hehe, Old Li, what rank do you want to get this time?"

"First place, of course!" Li Jianshu said confidently.

"Haha, I remember that in the previous round, you guys were in fourth place. You were even ranked below us."

Li Jianshu raised his eyebrows and said, "As the saying goes, a scholar who has been away for three days must be looked at in a new light, not to mention twenty years. We must win this time."

He threw a provocative look at Li Daxiao and said, "How about it? How about the people from our two sects come and have a spar later? "

Li Daxiao shouted, "Good! Who's afraid of who? Comparing cultivation methods, your Golden Elephant True Art is even restrained by our Firecloud Treasured Manual. "

"Not necessarily. It is only in theory that fire can subdue metal. However, in actual combat, as long as the metal element is strong enough, it can completely suppress the fire element!" Li Jianshu also gave tit for tat.

At this time, on the other side, a middle-aged martial artist wearing a silk scarf said, "Alright, alright, the two of you don't have to quarrel anymore. The five sects must maintain harmony."

Li Daxiao looked and smiled, "So it's Xiao Gang. Your Rejuvenation Sect has to work hard this time and strive to get another place."

Li Daxiao hit Xiao Gang's sore spot, causing the sect leader's face to turn red. It was because the Rejuvenation Sect was last in the last round of the Misty Wind Grand Ceremony, so he shouted angrily, "You, Li Daxiao, are just the pot calling the kettle black. Weren't you still surpassed by the Yellow Gang Sect and the Flowing Water Sect?"

So the three sect leaders couldn't help but look at the other two silent sect leaders. One of them was a tall middle-aged man with strong muscles all over his body. He was the Yellow Gang Sect's sect leader, Huang Youqing.

The other wore a blue palace dress and had a smile on her face. She was the Flowing Water Sect's sect leader, Qin Mengyao. She was also the only female among the five sect leaders.

And in the last Misty Wind Grand Ceremony, the Flowing Water Sect took first place and the Yellow Gang Sect took second place.

The three sect leaders looked at the two of them and felt a trace of pressure. For a moment, the atmosphere was silent, and the smell of sparks seemed to fill the air.

Suddenly, Li Jianshu burst into laughter, "Hahaha, the last Misty Wind Grand Ceremony is a matter of the last Misty Wind Grand Ceremony. We still don't know who will have the last laugh this time. In the end, it doesn't count as a victory if you don't get first place!"

"Yes, our sect's goal is to get first place!" Li Daxiao also said ambitiously.

At this moment, a loud laughter came from afar, "Sect leaders, how have you been?"

Everyone looked back and saw Qiu Wuya slowly walking over from afar. Behind him were three men and two women.

Zhan Chen's gaze was immediately attracted by the group of people behind Qiu Wuya. Their cultivation was the same as his, Martial Master Great Perfection, but they all had a unique aura. It was very likely that they were great experts who had comprehended Martial Will.

At this moment, the ordinary disciples sitting in the audience seats shouted excitedly, "It's Senior Brother Feng Qingyang! Senior Brother Feng Qingyang has actually come! "Although they were far away, they could still hear it clearly.

At this moment, a handsome young man in a green robe behind Qiu Wuya raised his hand and waved to the people around him, causing another wave of exclamations.

Zhan Chen's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that this young man named Feng Qingyang was probably one of the most powerful outer disciples of the Misty Wind Sect.

At this moment, Qiu Wuya had already brought the disciples behind him to the center of the arena.

The five sect leaders greeted Qiu Wuya together, "Greetings, Great Elder Qiu."

Qiu Wuya smiled and waved his hand, "Five sect leaders, there is no need to be so courteous. We are all old acquaintances. This year's Misty Wind Grand Ceremony will still be hosted by this old man."

"Please take care of us, Great Elder Qiu." The five sect leaders replied in unison.

"Hurry up and prepare the seats for the five sect leaders." Qiu Wuya said to the five people behind him.

The five disciples behind him hurriedly walked to the side of the arena and placed the five armchairs that had been prepared in advance in front of each sect leader.

After all the sect leaders had sat down, Qiu Wuya solemnly announced, "I hereby announce the commencement of the fifty-first Misty Wind Grand Ceremony!"

The entire audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Qiu Wuya raised his hand and the applause stopped. He then continued, "Now, I will announce the rules and rewards of this grand ceremony."

"This grand ceremony will be held in the form of free challenges between the elite disciples of the five sects. Points will be used to determine the ranking of the five sects, and the strongest disciple of this grand ceremony."

"Every sect can choose ten disciples to participate. However, if a disciple is defeated, they will lose the right to participate. Every battle will continue until the winner is decided. The winner will win one point for his or her sect, while the loser will not get any points. The last disciple who remains on the arena will be the champion of this grand ceremony!"

"The rewards are as follows: The sect that obtains the first place will have the same quota as our sect when the True Martial Secret Realm opens, which is 100 people! As for the other sects, they can have 50 slots. "

Hearing this, Zhan Chen finally understood what Li Jianshu had said, "There's no point if you don't get the first place." What he meant was that apart from the first place in the grand ceremony, the other sects, even the second place, would only have 50 people.

Qiu Wuya continued, "And the disciple who obtains the first place in the Five Sects Competition will also have the right to compete with the elite disciples of our sect, and will also receive a high-grade fourth grade pill, the Tiger Tendon Pill."

"This pill can be considered a holy pill for Martial Masters. Not only can it increase the Qi and blood of a Martial Master, it can also greatly increase the strength of a cultivator's meridians, shortening the time it takes for a Martial Master to break through to Martial Honor, and increasing the success rate of a breakthrough!"

"The Tiger Tendon Pill? This pill is too important to me. For the sake of first place, it looks like I'll have to go all out! " Zhan Chen could not help but look at Li Jianchen in his own group. If he wanted to obtain first place, he had to defeat this opponent who had defeated him once before. The competition did not only come from outside the sect, but also from within!

At this moment, he heard Qiu Wuya point at the five disciples behind him and introduce them, "They are the outer disciples in charge of scoring this time. The scoreboard is right in front, everyone can see it."

He then pointed at Feng Qingyang and said, "And this person is the strongest among the outer disciples of our Misty Wind Sect, Feng Qingyang!"

In an instant, countless provocative gazes were directed at Feng Qingyang, but this young talent of the Misty Wind Sect only smiled slightly, not minding it at all.

"All sects, please first report the participants to our registration staff," Qiu Wuya continued.

The five Sect Masters went to the registration office one after another and reported the names of the people from their sects who were participating in the competition. Then, they returned to their original positions.

After Li Jianshu returned, he said to everyone, "I have already submitted the name list of our sect participating in the competition. This time, the top ten elite disciples will go up on stage. You all have to prepare well. What I want is first place, understand?"

"Understood!" The crowd replied heroically.

"Try your best to fight for it. When we go back, I've already promised that there will be great rewards!" Li Jianshu promised again in order to stimulate the fighting spirit of the crowd.

Sure enough, this move was very effective. Everyone's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

At this moment, they heard Qiu Wuya finally announce, "You may begin the competition!"

Next, he turned around and sat on a wooden armchair at the side of the arena.

For a moment, the arena suddenly quietened down, as if a storm was brewing.

"Hahaha, since everyone is so modest, let us, the Fire Cloud Sect, go first!" Li Daxiao suddenly laughed loudly.

Then, he retracted his smile and turned his head to a young disciple behind him and said, "Lang Shiting, you go first!"

"Yes, Sect Leader!" Lang Shiting bowed and replied.

Then, he jumped up and landed in the center of the arena. He cupped his hands at the crowd and said loudly, "I'm Lang Shiting. I'll go up on stage first and show my incompetence. Which brother is willing to come up and exchange pointers with me?"

"It's me!" Someone in the crowd immediately responded with a strong voice.

The crowd looked towards the source of the voice. It was a strong disciple of the Yellow Mound Sect. He took three steps and arrived on stage. He cupped his hands at Lang Shiting and said, "I'm Xu Zhong of the Yellow Mound Sect, here to ask for advice."