The Competition of Heavens' Chosen was a tradition of the Jade Lake Fairy Society since ancient times!
People liked to call the young geniuses as Heavens' Chosen, but the term "Heavens' Chosen" originated from the Competition of Heavens' Chosen held by Yaochi. Since ancient times, the self-proclaimed Heavens' Chosen and the Heavens' Chosen who boasted about each other weren't the real Heavens' Chosen. Only those who stood out in the Competition of Martial Arts held by the Jade Lake Fairy Society could be regarded as the real Heavens' Chosen and become famous overnight. This time, the Jade Lake Fairy Society invited many forces such as the Small Celestial Realm, the Nan Zhan, the Demon Land, and the Pure Land. Naturally, the Jade Lake Fairy Society was more powerful!
Before the real Competition of Heavens' Chosen, many young cultivators were rubbing their palms and cheering in their hearts to become famous overnight!
Naturally, there were also many elders of the aristocratic families who were analyzing the situation and judging whether their children should participate in the competition or not!
If they won, they would be famous all over the world!
If they lost, everyone would know about it!
Winning in the Competition of Martial Arts was like a sharp sword with two blades!
"Competition of Heavens' Chosen, Vanquish the Evil and Defend the Dao …"
On the Kunlun Mountain, the Little Hua Peak, the Lotus Peak, the Four Phases Peak, the Dragon Head Peak, the Hidden Cloud Peak, and the Everlasting Breath Mountain were already filled with cultivators from all over the world. The Yaochi Fairy and the elders of the various forces were all seated on the Little Hua Peak. The cultivators from the Divine Continent were stationed on the Dragon Head Peak, the disciples from the Nan Zhan and the Great Snow Mountain were stationed on the Four Phases Peak, the cultivators from the Small Celestial Realm were stationed on the Hidden Cloud Peak, the cultivators from the Pure Land were stationed on the Lotus Peak, and the cultivators from the Primeval Path were stationed on the Everlasting Breath Mountain.
In addition, in the middle of the mountain, countless cultivators and cultivators from the Celestial Mountains were gathered. Today was the day of the Competition of Heavens' Chosen, so the Yaochi Sect did not set up any restrictions. All cultivators could enter the Kunlun Mountain to watch the battles, but they were not allowed to enter the Yaochi Sect. Moreover, after the Competition of Heavens' Chosen, they would be cleared out of the Jade Lake Fairy Society. Even so, it still attracted many cultivators to watch the battles. Even if they couldn't join the Jade Lake Fairy Society, it was not a bad idea to come and watch the battles.
In the middle of the mountain, there was a black jade platform floating in the air, surrounded by runes. It was the arena for the Competition of Heavens' Chosen. In the sky above the arena, an elder of the Yaochi Sect, wearing a red robe and a crown, was holding an ancient scroll in his hand. He was chanting and his voice was sacred as he announced the rules and rewards of the Competition of Heavens' Chosen to the various forces. From time to time, the surrounding cultivators would cheer.
"The first arena, limited to the Spirit Movement Realm. The top ten Heavens' Chosen will be rewarded with a Spiritual Pill and a Mysterious Art …"
"The second arena, the top ten Heavens' Chosen will be rewarded with a Spiritual Medicine and a Mysterious Art …"
"The third arena, the top ten Heavens' Chosen will be rewarded with an Azure Spiritual Peach and can enter the ancient palace of the Yaochi Sect to read for three days. They will also be invited to be a distinguished guest of the Immortals' Meeting. The winner will be rewarded with a Ruyi Scepter, a Divine Pill, and will be invited to be a distinguished guest of the Immortals' Meeting. The winner will be rewarded with three Azure Spiritual Peaches and one White Jade Peaches. The winner will also be chosen as the son-in-law of the Yaochi Princess Xiao, and will be married on the same day …"
Following the elder's words, there were bursts of cheers and even shock coming from the valley.
Especially when he mentioned the third arena, it was even more shocking. In the past, the Yaochi Heaven's Chosen Martial Exhibition only used this method to observe the talent and potential of the younger generation. Thus, there were only three arenas: the Spirit Movement Arena, the Foundation Arena, and the Golden Core Arena. Cultivators of the Yuanying Realm have already reached a certain level of cultivation. Because of their status, they would not participate in the exhibition. However, this rule was changed. This time, the third arena was only limited to those within three years of lifespan. Regardless of their realm, they could participate!
What was even more shocking was the meaning revealed in this rule. Not only will the winner be rewarded with a Peach of Immortality, but also a marriage?
Isn't this turning the Heaven's Chosen Martial Exhibition into a marriage contest?
Moreover, this marriage contest was held by Princess Xiao, who was known as the number one beauty of the Divine Continent!
This was going to be lively. If they could win, they would gain both fame and fortune. They could also marry the number one beauty and reach the heavens in one step!
After a short period of silence, the valley in the valley was filled with cheers and extreme shock.
On the other hand, the leaders of the various powers on Minor Radiance Peak seemed to have discerned some other meaning from this rule, and their expressions all went silent. Without a doubt, the champion of the third arena would be the biggest winner of the Jade Lake Fairy Society this time, and he would be able to soar into the sky and suppress all the Daos. Most importantly, if the clan behind him joined forces with the Yaochi Sect, then who would be able to go against them?
Logically speaking, they should send out their juniors to fight with all their might. But when they thought about it carefully, all the Daos were disheartened.
Once their gazes looked towards the graceful Young Master Fusu that sat upright on Minor Radiance Peak, despair couldn't help but arise in their hearts!
This arena was like it was specially created for this person!
"The exhibition begins …"
Along with the red robed elder's final announcement, the sound of drums resounded in the sky while rosy clouds drifted about, and the Heaven's Chosen Martial Exhibition had officially begun.
At this moment, the mountain was bustling with noise and excitement. An old man in a robe had tossed the flag in his hand to the side, and he was squatting before a large limestone while waving his hand in high spirits to greet the surrounding cultivators. "Come, come, come! It's time to start the bets! The odds are 1 to 3! Either you win or you lose, it all depends on your eyesight. We're honest with all ages and young, and we'll leave once we've placed our bets …"
Someone at the side felt it was amusing when he saw this, and he teased. "Senior, are you a fortune teller or a dealer?"
The old man rolled his eyes. "Isn't it a fucking part-time job? If you want to buy, then buy. If not, then scram. Otherwise, I'll see that you're in for a bloody calamity! "
The teasing cultivator's face immediately turned gloomy. He didn't expect that a mere fortune teller would have such a bad temper. However, this was the Kunlun Holy Land, so he didn't dare to fight. However, he glanced at the arena and immediately sneered. He waved his hand and threw a storage bag onto the limestone. The bag opened, revealing several hundred purple spiritual essences inside. He sneered and said, "What if I want to buy one?"
The old fortune teller immediately beamed with delight. He picked up the storage bag and said with a smile, "Then you'll be in for a financial calamity …"
The cultivator's morale was ruined. He pointed at the two people on the arena and said, "Fine, I'll bet on the boy from Penglai to win. If I lose, don't be unable to pay me back!"
"Hehehehe, then you'll definitely lose. I think that little guy from Penglai will be in for a beating …"
The old fortune teller was all smiles. He licked his brush and wrote a certificate for the cultivator. When the cultivator took it and looked at it, he was so angry that his nose almost became crooked. With this level of skill, he still dared to open bets? What a fortune teller! There were a total of five words on the certificate, but two of them were wrong …
However, he still kept the certificate. He wanted to see if this old man would admit to his loss.
He had accurately seen that on one side of the arena was a little monkey from the Primordial Demonic Dao, and on the other side was a little Daoist boy from Penglai. The little Daoist boy's Qi was clearly much stronger. No matter how he looked at it, there was no way he would lose to the little monkey from the Primordial Demonic Dao.
On the other hand, the old fortune teller looked at the two people on the arena. He thought to himself that the nephew of the Great Sage Mountain's Kong Kong 'er, the little monkey who dared to be a hero and save a damsel in distress with two snot trailing down his nose. Although he had suppressed his cultivation and was still agile to this day, how could he lose to someone else?
In the arena, the little monkey and the little Daoist boy fought for tens of moves. The little monkey was already at a disadvantage. However, just as the little Daoist boy was about to defeat his opponent with a series of moves, he suddenly let out two squeaks and rushed forward with his staff. His strange strength burst forth, revealing his half-step Foundation Establishment aura. With one strike of his staff, he sent the little Daoist boy's flying sword flying. Then, his feet left the ground and he sent his opponent flying …
"Primordial Mountain Ape wins …"
The red-robed elder of Yaochi announced loudly. The old fortune teller's face was immediately filled with joy and he laughed loudly.
The cultivator who lost had an ugly expression on his face. He lowered his voice and said, "There are more than three hundred spiritual essences in my pouch. You can just take a hundred!"
However, the old fortune teller's face darkened. "I think you're going to face a bloody disaster soon …"
The cultivator who lost was furious. He threatened him fiercely, "Stupid old man, don't be so ungrateful … Ah …"
Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly punched in the face. His whole body was thrown out with a loud bang. His face was covered in blood, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
The old fortune teller waved his hand angrily and scolded, "I already said that I'm fair to all. You still want to bully an old man like me?"
After saying that, he continued to call out, "Come, come, come. Once you've made your bets, I'm fair to all. Free fortune-telling …"
Although he only fought one person, it was still a rare thing to open a bet in the Yaochi Heaven's Chosen Martial Competition. Many cultivators came over and opened their pouches one after another. After the morning, countless bets were opened. Although there were people who won spirit essences, the one who earned the most was still the old fortune teller. It could be said that he made a huge profit. During this period of time, there were also many who didn't want to admit their losses. However, they were all given a "bloody disaster" by the old fortune teller. Then, they lay in the forest with their faces covered in blood …
After the morning, the Spirit Formation level one martial competition was nearing its end. The top ten had already been decided. This gave the old fortune teller the nickname of "Iron Mouth Telling". His eyesight was so accurate that whoever he said would win would win …
Finally, the Spirit Formation level one martial competition ended. It didn't take long. Originally, there were only a few dozen people who signed up. It wasn't hard to choose the top ten. The Immemorial Demonic Dao took one spot, the Pure Land took two spots, the Divine Continent took three spots, the Nan Zhan Snow Mountain also had a good seedling who took a spot, the Celestial Mountain took one spot, and the Celestial Realm took two spots.
However, in the Spirit Formation level, only the top ten would be decided, not the champion. Thus, the competition ended.
After the title was bestowed, the sparring continued. It was now the turn of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. This time, it was very lively. There were hundreds of applicants, and the competition was very intense. However, this was supposed to be a fair sparring session, but when a strange donkey that looked like a Qilin shamelessly walked onto the stage and insisted that it was a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, countless people were enraged and loudly protested.
The aura on its body was even scarier than a Gold Core cultivator. Even if you say you're in the Foundation Realm, who would believe you?
However, the red-robed elder from Yaochi had personally checked its cultivation. He couldn't be sure. This guy's cultivation path was completely different from ordinary people or even ordinary demons. He couldn't see the Dao Platform and Gold Core in its body, so he couldn't determine its cultivation. In other words, not to mention the Foundation Realm, even if it wanted to participate in the Spirit Movement level, no one could say that it wasn't …
There was no other way, it could only participate. In the end, this devil's disciple used its two hind hooves to kick all the experts from the Divine Continent, Pure Land, and Celestial Realm. It became the champion of the second stage. What was even more annoying was that it kicked everyone on the stage. In other words, the top ten Heaven's Favorites were all defeated by it. There was no glory to speak of, it could be said that it was completely messed up by it …
Fang Mo's disciple, Fire Qilin, could be said to have entered the eyes of the cultivators with this battle!
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