Mu Zibai and the other two had been beaten up?
Furthermore, they had been kicked by a mysterious youth to the point that they were bleeding from their noses and mouths?
Was that even possible?
No one knew.
No one knew if it was true or not. Even though Li Zheng and the others seemed to be telling the truth, most of the disciples did not believe them. The three of them were all lead disciples of the Twelve Academies, and their cultivation levels were quite high. Mu Zibai had even established a rainbow foundation and had the protection of a rainbow spirit, so how could he have been kicked to the point that he was bleeding from his nose and mouth? Even Yunxia School's Ninth Prince's personal disciple did not have such an ability, right?
Mu Zibai and Li Zheng were locked in a fierce argument, and it was as if they had drawn their swords. Fortunately, with the arrival of the various elders, the disturbance subsided.
With the arrival of the various elders, the competition for the twelve lead disciples was about to begin.
The competition for the lead disciple position was a major event.
All of the sect's elders were paying close attention to it, and there were more than forty elders and deacons from the inner and outer sects. Besides Elder Rende, who was in charge of the competition, even Elder Mu De had come. Of course, there were also Venerable Flying Snow, Venerable Guangyuan, and a few other important deacons from Yunxia School.
The rules for the competition for the lead disciple position were very simple. During registration, they would draw lots to determine which lead disciple they wanted to challenge, and the winner would replace them.
The rules were very direct and cruel, but they were also very fair. Not only would they motivate the disciples, but they would also make the twelve lead disciples realize that if they did not work hard, they would fall behind. If they did not work hard, their lead disciple position could be replaced at any time.
Every year, many disciples would participate in the competition for the lead disciple position, and this year was no exception. There were more than thirty participants, and almost all of them were top ranked disciples from the previous year's competition.
The disciples who had signed up for the lead disciple position were all quite good in terms of cultivation and immortal arts. Their overall strength was also quite high, but unfortunately, they were still quite a distance away from the lead disciples of the Twelve Academies.
The competition had already been going on for two hours, and half of the thirty or so disciples who had signed up had already been defeated. Some of the disciples who had drawn Mu Zibai and Li Zheng directly admitted defeat after going up on stage.
This greatly disappointed Elder Rende.
"Mu Zibai and Li Zheng's cultivation levels are indeed very high, but these disciples do not even have the courage to fight. They directly admitted defeat after drawing those two. Would they accept the challenge if they drew the other lead disciples? How can they rely on luck in the competition for the lead disciple position? Disappointing, this is really too disappointing. "
Elder Rende shook his head and sighed. He could not hide the anger on his face as he said, "Disciples like them are not allowed to register in the future. They don't even have the guts to fight. What's the use of having them?"
The competition continued, and soon, a few more disciples were defeated.
Elder Rende shook his head and sighed again. "They're trying their luck again. How many times have I told them that the Foundation Building Realm is different from the Connate Realm? The difference between the nine tiers of the Connate Realm is not big, but the difference between the nine tiers of the Foundation Building Realm is like a chasm. The difference between the fourth and sixth tiers of the Foundation Building Realm seems to be only two tiers, but in fact, the difference is like two mountains."
While Elder Rende was feeling disappointed, Tan Siru, who was standing beside Daoist Flying Snow, chuckled.
"Junior Sister, did you hear what Elder Rende said? Between the nine levels of Foundation Establishment, the gap between each level is as wide as a chasm. The difference between the fourth and sixth levels of Foundation Establishment is as wide as two mountains. "
"What do you mean?" Ouyang Ye, who was next to him, asked with some doubt.
"Haha, nothing. I just wanted to say that your sweetheart really doesn't know his place and overestimates himself. Does he think that just because he defeated Li Can, he has the right to challenge the lead disciple position of the twelve academies? Li Can is only at the fourth layer of Foundation Establishment, and Huang Yao is only at the sixth. Does he think that the difference between the fourth and sixth levels is very small … "
Ouyang Ye ignored her and continued to stare at the battle in the training field.
Huang Yao and a disciple at the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment were fighting in the training field.
Huang Yao's cultivation was at the sixth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Although there was only a difference of one layer between the two, the strength of the spiritual energy in their bodies was very different. Just as Elder Ren De had said, in the Foundation Establishment Realm, between the nine layers, the gap between each layer was like a mountain.
The disciple at the fifth layer of Foundation Establishment was not Huang Yao's opponent at all. He was beaten to the point that he couldn't even fight back.
Moreover, Huang Yao's martial arts were already very high. He had cultivated three martial arts to the peak of the sixth or ninth level. Moreover, all three of his martial arts focused on ferocity. If it wasn't the Rushing Thunder Palm, then it would be the Black Fiend Palm. Each of his palms would either release 54 streaks of Rushing Thunder or 54 streaks of Black Fiend Palm.
As she watched, Ouyang Ye couldn't help but worry. She really couldn't understand why Gu Qingfeng would want to participate in the competition for the lead disciple position.
Yes.
You have a mutated body and your physical body is very strong.
Yes, you have also cultivated the Flame-Thunder Technique to the Great Circle.
But … what's the use?
Everyone knew that magic was not suitable for fighting. If you cultivated several types of magic, then it would be fine. At least you could contend with your opponent. But what was the use of cultivating only one type of magic? If you couldn't defeat your opponent with your first attack, then death would be the only thing that awaited you.
Magic wasn't as varied as martial arts, nor was it as swift and fierce as swordsmanship, nor did it have the element of surprise like formations.
In the arena!
The fifth layer Foundation Establishment disciple who had challenged Huang Yao was already bleeding from his mouth and nose. But Huang Yao didn't stop. He roared and waved his arms. His left arm flickered with lightning, containing 54 streaks of Rushing Thunder. His right arm was covered in black mist, containing 54 streaks of Black Fiend Palm.
Both palms struck out. With a bang, the fifth layer Foundation Establishment disciple let out a muffled groan. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his clothes were torn to shreds. He was sent flying off the stage. His body was covered with over twenty wounds.
Too fierce!
Ouyang Ye couldn't bear to look at the injured disciple. She was also worried about Gu Qingfeng.
"You dare to challenge me, Huang Yao? You really don't know life from death!"
In the arena, Huang Yao stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His face was full of arrogance. Because Li Zheng had exposed the matter of the Immortal's Cave, he had lost face. Huang Yao seemed to be trying to regain some face. He angrily glared at Li Zheng and the others and shouted, "I, Huang Yao, can strike Rushing Thunder with my left hand and Black Fiend Palm with my right. In this world, who can hurt me in the slightest!"
His words were a bit arrogant.
However, after witnessing him beat up a fifth layer Foundation Establishment disciple with his left hand and Black Fiend Palm, everyone knew that he had the right to be arrogant.
"Who's the next person to challenge me? Get up here! "
On the stage, Elder Rende stroked his beard and nodded. "I didn't expect Huang Yao's disciple to be able to use both the Rushing Thunder Palm and Black Fiend Palm at the same time. That's impressive … His left hand is Rushing Thunder, and his right hand is Black Fiend Palm. Both of them are at the peak of Level 6 and Level 9. The power of both palms is extraordinary. Our Yunxia School's disciples should be as creative as Huang Yao."
The surrounding elders also nodded and praised Huang Yao. They felt that Huang Yao was indeed a promising talent.
Elder Rende asked, "Who's the next person?"
"Gu Qingfeng!" a deacon replied.
Upon hearing Gu Qingfeng's name, Ouyang Ye's heart skipped a beat. Tan Siru, who was beside him, seemed to be laughing happily.
"Aiyaya, Junior Sister, it's your sweetheart's turn to challenge Huang Yao soon … I'm really looking forward to it … I really want to see if it's him beating Huang Yao or Huang Yao beating him …"
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