The selection rules of the Holy Zhi Palace were very simple. Every person who walked out of the Holy Zhi Palace had to display their strength through actual combat challenges and put all their talents to use in actual combat. No matter who won or lost, they had a chance to be selected as long as they performed well enough.
Everyone would try their best to display their talents in order to win. That was because if they lost and were not chosen by the sages of the Holy Zhi Palace, they would face the danger of being eliminated. Even if they were not chosen, they could still continue fighting.
The first to fight was Zhuge Ping. He had unfortunately underestimated his opponent and lost. The Holy Zhi Palace did not give him a second chance. It was a tragic ending. After all, Zhuge Ping was a genius of the Zhuge Family. It was not easy for him to make it this far. There were only three people left in the Zhuge Family.
"Who will fight the second battle?" The Holy Zhi Palace's mighty ones continued to speak, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became even more serious. With what happened before them, no one dared to underestimate their enemies anymore. Now, they were only one step away from entering the Holy Zhi Palace.
"Me." A low voice rang out. Then, everyone saw a silhouette walking out. When they saw this person, many people had a strange look on their faces.
He actually walked out so quickly?
Xie Ji of the Sacred Fire Clan.
Xie Ji was the most outstanding disciple of the Sacred Fire Clan in this generation. His status was even higher than Du Ao's, and he was also stronger. His cultivation was already at the pinnacle of grade seven Noble. If he fought, other than the top geniuses, who could handle him?
However, there were many people on the battlefield. No one thought that Xie Ji would choose them as his opponent.
Xie Ji's eyes turned and landed in one direction. Suddenly, many people had a strange look on their faces. Xie Ji then pointed at Ye Futian and said, "You."
This …
Many people felt that it was very strange. Xie Ji, the genius of the Sacred Fire Clan, was a grade seven noble. For him to challenge an Arcana Plane, it was really bullying.
Clearly, Xie Ji's battle was purely to avenge Du Ao, not to be chosen by the Holy Zhi Palace.
"That works?" Yi Xiaoshi squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace. "Can I fight in his place?"
"No." The mighty one from the Holy Zhi Palace said, "That's the rule of the selection battle. You can choose any opponent you want. Of course, he can admit defeat. After all, he's just the one being challenged. He's not the one being selected."
Ye Futian was the one being challenged. Even if he lost, it did not matter. In the future, he would have the opportunity to challenge others to prove himself.
Otherwise, it was one thing to be passively challenged, but if one were to meet a powerful figure, it would be very unfair to those with lower cultivation realms.
Even so, given Xie Ji's status and level, it was somewhat of a bully. Normally, he would not do such a thing, but Du Ao's death was understandable.
"Don't go." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian. Yi Xiaoshi and the others also shook their heads at Ye Futian.
"There's no harm in feeling it out," Ye Futian said with a smile. He then walked towards the center of the battlefield.
Xie Ji was probably one of the most powerful fighters on the battlefield. Ye Futian wanted to see just how powerful he was. He had relied on the Polearm of Divine Destruction in the previous battles. Now, without the Polearm of Divine Destruction and without the Will of the Emperor, Xie Ji, who was a grade seven noble, was three levels higher than him. Moreover, Xie Ji was also a top-notch fighter among grade seven nobles. The gap between them was indeed quite large.
But since he had come to this battlefield, he had to face it eventually. It was good to feel it out in advance.
"Xie Ji of the Sacred Fire Sect, grade seven noble." Xie Ji stared at Ye Futian, his expression rather cold.
"Please." Ye Futian had already stated his name and level in the previous battles, so he did not repeat himself.
Dark flames appeared in Xie Ji's eyes as soon as he said that. Terrifying noble will rushed into his mind. In an instant, Ye Futian felt as if a terrifying dark fire lotus had appeared in his spiritual will. It kept growing, and its might pressed down on him. It was as if it was going to devour his spiritual will and burn it to ashes.
They were both noble wills, but Xie Ji's level was much higher than Ye Futian's, so his will was naturally much stronger. Ye Futian's spiritual will gave birth to a mystical light, like the light of stars. It was extremely holy, and it wrapped around his spiritual will, preventing it from being corroded.
Voom. A terrifying dark lotus of fire seemed to burn in Ye Futian's mind. It was extremely overbearing, wanting to burn his spiritual will. This had already surpassed the level of noble will.
Xie Ji was a Spirit Elemental Mandate Sorcerer.
Fire was just one of his abilities. Only a Spirit Elemental Mandate Sorcerer could not only suppress with noble will, but also directly launch physical attacks against spiritual will.
The holy starry light wrapped around Ye Futian's spiritual will, allowing the dark lotus to devour it. Ye Futian's defense was unbreakable. This was the core Holy Will of the martial arts battlefield's inheritance. The three beams of holy light were born from it, and they could be controlled by Xie Ji. That was why the two college chiefs of the Blazing Sun School and the Bright Moon School fell for it, allowing him to learn it.
Xie Ji launched an attack with his spiritual will, aiming to kill Ye Futian.
Seeing that his spiritual will was unable to destroy Ye Futian, Xie Ji took control of the fire Spiritual Qi in the surroundings. In an instant, dark flames appeared around Ye Futian's body, turning into many dark lotuses. Every single one of the dark lotuses contained terrifying destructive power.
If a Spirit Elemental Mandate Sorcerer cast spells, their speed and power would increase.
These dark lotuses circled around Ye Futian's body at high speed. An extremely hot, destructive dark fire wrapped around the space Ye Futian was in. Ice Will was born, and frost seemed to appear around Ye Futian's body. However, under the scorching fire, the frost sizzled and evaporated. This was the suppression of the plane.
"Why is he still fighting?" Outside, Li Qingyi, Qin Yin, and Loulan Xue were all there. Although they could not stay, they were naturally very concerned about Ye Futian's battle and were somewhat nervous.
At that moment, a terrifying meteor storm appeared around Ye Futian's body. He turned into a body of stars, resisting the terrifying fire.
The crazily spinning dark lotus suddenly turned into a huge dark lotus, covering Ye Futian's body. The meteor storm was devoured right away. Many of the meteors were burning and turned to ashes.
"Burn," Xie Ji said coldly. Xie Ji spat coldly. The dark fire lotus devoured everything. Ye Futian's body shot up into the air like a bolt of lightning. The dark lotus closed, intending to burn him right away.
Golden lightning streaked across the air, and Ye Futian charged out right away. He was clad in golden armor and bathed in starlight. There seemed to be flames flowing around him. A terrifying airflow exploded, and the flames only dissipated.
"He didn't get burned." Many looked at Ye Futian. His defense was not bad.
Xie Ji looked up at Ye Futian and extended his palm again. Ye Futian smiled and said, "I've learned a lot. I admit defeat."
He retreated right away from the battlefield after saying that, returning to his original position.
Xie Ji glanced at Ye Futian coldly. While they had only fought for a short time, he could feel that Ye Futian was not as simple as he seemed. Be it his Spiritual Energy or his physical defense, they were all far beyond the Arcana Plane. Even a grade eight noble would have been burned to death under such attacks.
Zhuge Xing looked at everything coldly. The reason he did not make a move was because he expected Ye Futian to admit defeat right away. It would have been meaningless for him to make a move.
Yan Jiu, Bing Yi, Chu Shang, and many people from the Nantian House were watching this battle.
"Without a ritual implement, it seems that he can't go far." Bing Yi looked at Ye Futian. The ritual implement in Ye Futian's hand was not simple at all.
"Xie Ji, are you willing to enter one of the Thousand Holy Islands to cultivate?" a voice came from the sky stairwell. Xie Ji looked over and said, "No."
"Then go down first," the person said. Even if it was just a battle with Ye Futian, there were obviously people from the Thousand Holy Islands who were willing to accept Xie Ji. However, Xie Ji refused. This was expected.
The core islands of the Holy Zhi Palace would only choose disciples from the last hundred people left.
The top figures would not choose one of the Thousand Holy Islands to cultivate at the beginning. They would appear in the last hundred.
"Next," the cultivator from the Holy Zhi Palace said.
After that, people walked out one after another and challenged their opponents. Some were chosen to enter the Holy Zhi Palace, while some performed poorly and were eliminated.
Of course, a small number of people rejected the invitation to enter the Thousand Holy Islands and wanted to stay on the battlefield. Their purpose was obvious.
As the battle erupted, some extremely outstanding geniuses also attacked. When Huang Jiuge from the Sovereign Family walked out, he challenged a grade seven noble casually. He punched out and the Sovereign Qi turned into a dragon. It was extremely overbearing and crushed his opponent.
When Xu Que from the Tingxue House attacked, he was filled with murderous intent. He slashed out with his palm and a bloody mark appeared on his opponent's neck. If Xu Que had not shown mercy on the battlefield below the Holy Zhi Palace, his opponent would have died immediately.
Zhuge Xing also attacked. He lifted his hand and pointed. The Thunder Court pierced through the air and the Finger of Disaster descended. His opponent fell immediately.
When Bai Ze from the White Cloud City attacked, many people did not see how he did it before his opponent fell.
Chi Meng from the Demon God Clan stood there. His domineering body was unshakable. He lifted his opponent up like an overbearing demon god.
Other top geniuses from various places walked out one after another and exploded with terrifying combat ability. The remaining people could be said to be elites. However, the top geniuses seemed to be on another level and crushed everything.
Without exception, they all refused to enter the Thousand Holy Islands. Their stage would be at the end.
Many people were looking forward to the spectacular battles that would erupt when those people collided.
The night below the Holy Zhi Palace was like day. Some strong cultivators used spells to create a false day so that there was no night on the battlefield.
No one felt tired, not even the spectators.
Hundreds of experts walked out one after another, and there were many geniuses among them. Those big shots were watching every battle with great interest.
"This battlefield belongs to those people after all. It seems that I will not be able to see the scene you described." Zhuge Canyang glanced at Ye Futian's group who were quiet. There were too many outstanding people. He also believed in Zhuge Mingyue's judgment. If Ye Futian was a grade seven noble, he could stand in the center of the stage. However, the Arcana Plane was too weak.
He could not even fight against the top figures.
Zhuge Canyang was not the only one. Many people felt the same way. As the battles erupted, the attention on Ye Futian became less and less. This battlefield did not belong to him.
At this time, another strong cultivator walked out. Many people looked over and someone in the crowd said, "It's Yan Nan from the Sword Saint Villa. He is very talented in swordsmanship and is not much weaker than Yan Jiu. He has an extraordinary position in the Sword Saint Villa and is very strong."
Many people cast their gazes over. Everyone who was left on the battlefield was a genius of a region.
Yan Nan walked to the center of the battlefield and looked over at Ye Futian's group. He had been there when Ye Futian robbed their relic and naturally remembered this. However, he did not challenge Ye Futian again. He was in the Arcana Plane. If he challenged Ye Futian, he might just admit defeat.
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