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Chapter 415

Words:2386Update:22/06/20 13:21:13

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"Bing Qingchuan, Mang Hanche, are these two disciples of your Ice Palace and Snake Valley?"

Xue Tianchi's face was gloomy, and the corner of her eyes twitched as she tried her best to control her emotions. She looked at Bing Qingchuan and Mang Hanche with a sharp gaze and questioned coldly.

"That's right. Do you have a problem with that?"

Bing Qingchuan's face was ashen as he replied in a low voice. Not even in his dreams would he have thought that the hidden card he had carefully planted would be exposed so quickly.

However, thinking that he still had a hidden card that had yet to be discovered, Bing Qingchuan's angry heart calmed down a bit.

"Hmph, with your Ice Palace and Snake Valley's foundation, can you really cultivate so many Absolute King level genius disciples?" Xue Tianchi said without any trace of politeness, intentionally raising the doubts of the Sword Valley and Sky Cloud Sect.

"Xue Tianchi, if I'm not wrong, that person who resisted the lightning with his physical body isn't you, right?" Bing Qingchuan asked coldly.

Bing Qingchuan knew the situation of Misty Mountain like the back of his hand through the spies he had planted there. He had long since realized that Ye Chenfeng wasn't a disciple of Misty Mountain.

"Chengfeng is the last disciple of the Great Elder," Xue Tianchi said coldly.

"What a coincidence. That disciple just now is also the last disciple of my Ice Palace's Great Elder." Bing Qingchuan faintly smiled as he looked at the gloomy Xue Tianchi and purposely said.

"What a coincidence. Mang Feng is also the last disciple of my Snake Valley's Great Elder!" Mang Hanche said with a smile.

Seeing the three arguing, Daoist Jianling and the others felt that something was wrong. Their gazes towards the three were filled with suspicion.

"Good, good, good. I hope you guys can have the last laugh in the battle later."

Thinking about how Ye Chenfeng had instantly killed a rank 6 Beast King, Xue Tianchi suppressed the anger in her heart and stopped arguing with them.

Because she knew that in a situation where there was no evidence, if she were to expose the true intentions of the Ice Palace and Snake Valley, it would very likely backfire and make the situation even more complicated. The only thing she could do now was to beat them at their own game and place her hopes on Ye Chenfeng. She hoped that he would be able to crush the Western Devil Sect's great scheme in the most powerful manner possible.

The time for an incense stick to burn passed quickly.

Once the time was up, the Ancient Heavenly Array that shrouded the void disappeared, and the chaotic void returned to its calm state.

After going through the trial of the Ancient Heavenly Array, the vast majority of the disciples were blocked outside the walls of Ancient Sky City and were reduced to spectators. Only twenty-eight disciples relied on their own strength to enter Ancient Sky City and obtain the qualifications to participate in the final Martial Meeting.

Among them, all six disciples from the Misty Mountain had qualified for the Martial Competition. Five disciples from the Sword Valley and Ice Palace had qualified for the Martial Competition. Four from the Snake Valley, three from the Qian Family and Sky Cloud Martial School, one from the Lu Family, and one from the Helian Family.

As for the rest of the disciples who came to participate in the Ancient Sky City Martial Meeting, they were all annihilated.

"Let's go, let's enter the city!"

Xue Piao Ling coldly glanced at Bing Qingchuan, Mang Hanche, and the others. He led the Misty Mountain group through the slowly opening Ancient Sky City gate and walked into the oldest city in the Northern Spirit Region, Ancient Sky City.

"Hmph, Xue Tianchi, Xue Piaoling, I'll let you be happy for a while longer. Soon, you'll be crying."

Looking at the backs of Xue Tianchi and the others, Bing Qingchuan and Mang Hanche's faces instantly darkened. Their eyes flashed with a cold light that made people shudder.

As the location of the Northern Spirit Region Martial Meeting, Ancient Sky City had already built a battle stage and a spectator stand.

As the experts and disciples of the major forces took their seats, Xue Piao Ling immediately hosted the drawing of lots to determine the opponents and the number of matches.

After the drawing of lots, Ye Chenfeng was lucky enough to draw Snake Valley's Sixth Grade Mystic Beast Ancestor Mang Qinglu, the sixth to fight.

Misty Mountain's Head Disciple, Xue Qinglan's grandson Xue Tianyang drew Ice Palace's Fifth Grade Mystic Beast Sect disciple, Cang Bing Shan, who had an unfamiliar face and jet-black hair covering his eyes. He looked like a harmless Ice Palace's Fifth Grade Mystic Beast Sect disciple, and was the fourth to fight.

Except for Ye Chenfeng and Xue Tianyang who drew Ice Palace's and Snake Valley's disciples, Xue Feijian, who replaced Xue Yiqian to participate in the Martial Meeting, was unlucky enough to draw Ice Palace's Absolute King, Bing Tianhai.

After the drawing of lots, Xue Piaoling, who had condensed his soul wings, slowly flew to the martial arts arena. He announced in a deep voice, "This martial arts competition will be a single round robin elimination competition. The top four will be determined and the round robin competition will begin."

"In order to reduce unnecessary casualties and not weaken the overall strength of the Northern Spirit Region, killing is strictly prohibited during the Martial Meeting. Otherwise, you'll be disqualified."

Xue Piaoling's words immediately triggered the protests of Ice Palace and Snake Valley.

"Xue Piaoling, the rules of the Ancient Sky City Martial Meeting have been passed down since ancient times. How can you change it just because you say so? The ancient rules didn't restrict killing, what right do you have to restrict it? Don't tell me you don't have confidence in your Misty Mountain disciples? "

Bing Qingchuan directly called Xue Piaoling's name and pointed at him without any trace of politeness.

"Sect Lord Xue, I also don't recommend casually changing the rules of the Martial Meeting that have been passed down since ancient times. If killing is restricted, it may affect the excitement of the Martial Meeting. It's more likely that it will affect the outcome of the Martial Meeting. It's better to follow the ancient rules." Sword Valley's Valley Master Jian Ling, who didn't know the situation, slowly said.

"Alright, then the Martial Meeting will follow the ancient rules. However, I'll say the ugly words first. If anyone intentionally kills their opponent during the Martial Meeting, don't blame me for being impolite."

Xue Piaoling saw that the highly respected Daoist Jian Ling also didn't agree to change the Martial Meeting's rules. He helplessly sighed in his heart and coldly warned.

"Hmph!"

Bing Qingchuan coldly snorted. Although he didn't refute, his eyes revealed disdain.

"Alright, I'll now announce that the Ancient Sky City Martial Meeting will now begin. Disciples who have drawn lot number four, please come onto the stage to compete."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"

Four ear-piercing sounds broke through the air. Four outstanding young geniuses of the Northern Spirit Region jumped onto the stage.

The opponents for the first round were Rank 1 Reverse Beast King Bing Yuntong against Qian Family's Rank 5 Mystic Beast Sect's Qian Hao. Sword Valley's half step Reverse Beast King Jian Feng against Lu Family's Rank 6 Mystic Beast Sect's Lv Yunqi.

"Tianyang, you must pay attention to Bing Yuntong. I'm afraid she'll be a strong opponent for you."

Because Xue Tianyang's first opponent wasn't strong, Xue Qinglan wasn't worried about him. Looking at Bing Yuntong, who was wearing a white Martial Dao Suit and had a tall figure with long green hair casually draped over her shoulders, Xue Qinglan softly exhorted.

"Don't worry, Grandfather. I'll be careful." Xue Tianyang revealed a trace of seriousness as he nodded and said.

"Sword Valley's Half-step Reverse Beast King Jian Feng also can't be underestimated. With his strength, if he was placed in the previous Martial Meeting, he would at least have the qualifications to reach the top four." Xue Tianchi slowly said with a serious expression.

After witnessing the overall strength of this Ancient Sky City Martial Meeting, Xue Tianyang and the others' confidence was greatly damaged. Their lofty ambitions had long since disappeared.

"Begin!"

Two layers of defensive light barriers rose around the stage. The first round of the Martial Meeting had begun.

Bing Yuntong's Universe Ring flashed and a harp inlaid with hundreds of sparkling and translucent gems appeared in her hand.

As her slender fingers gently moved, a strange sound of the harp resounded, causing the air in front of her to violently tremble. The terrifying sound of the harp was like a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses. It carried a chilling aura as it bombarded Qian Hao, whose complexion greatly changed. He quickly merged with his spiritual beast and put all his strength into defense.

"Poof!"

Qian Hao's defense was broken and a large amount of blood sprayed out from his mouth. His entire body was like a kite with a broken string as he smashed through a layer of defensive light barrier and directly fell out of the stage, losing the match.

The moment Bing Yuntong won, the power of destiny floating in the void crazily rushed over and entered her body, forming a faintly discernible half-layered spire.

"This is the Tower of Destiny condensed from the power of destiny!"

Looking at the spire that appeared above Bing Yuntong's head, Ye Chenfeng's eyes lit up. He had a strong interest in Ancient Sky City's power of destiny.

Fusing with a large amount of power of destiny would be extremely beneficial to Ye Chenfeng's path of cultivation.

"This … could this be the Dao Skill Jade Water Immortal Melody? This Dao Song has not been played for tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect it to appear in Bing Yuntong's hands."

Hearing the strange sound from the harp, Daoist Jian Ling, who was at the Heavenly Snow Lake, revealed an astonished expression. He was shocked by Bing Yuntong's cultivation talent.

Just as everyone was shocked, Jian Feng, who had an astonishing offensive power, smashed Lv Yunqi's defense with lightning speed and heavily injured him. He won the first round of the Martial Meeting and attracted a lot of power of destiny into his body.

However, Jian Feng's strength was slightly inferior to Bing Yuntong's, so the Tower of Destiny he condensed was one third smaller than Bing Yuntong's.

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