Chapter 810
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After the end of the Illusionary Slaughter Arena's test, many people still hadn't recovered from the regret of the sudden change in the rules of the Hundred Sect Tournament.
At this time, Sect Master Ying Yuanzi leisurely appeared in the sky above this area, causing the expressions of many Inner Hall disciples to turn cold. Hong Lie and Qing Cang, the two great protectors, also immediately bowed.
Looking down at Long Bufan in the crowd below, a smile appeared on Ying Yuanzi's face as he said in a gentle tone, "Long Bufan, your growth has indeed surprised me. Congratulations on obtaining first place in this Ranking Battle. This is the reward you deserve."
As he spoke, Ying Yuanzi waved his sleeve lightly, and a golden Divine Pill floated in front of Long Bufan.
"Thank you, Sect Master." Long Bufan unceremoniously put the Divine Pill into his bag, and then cupped his hands in a disciple's salute. He, who knew how to refine the Divine Pill, didn't have much excitement when he saw the Divine Pill again.
However, the others present were completely different. Their gazes were burning. The Divine Pill was a top grade spiritual medicine for Divine Sea Stage martial artists. It was very beneficial for the refinement of the Primordial Spirit. However, such a rare spiritual medicine could only be obtained by the first place of the Sect Tournament. They could only stare.
Soon after, Ying Yuanzi's voice sounded again, "According to the sect's rules, in three days, you will be qualified to represent our Ling Xuanwu Province to the battlefield of the Unbounded Desolation and participate in the Great Sect Tournament."
As he spoke to here, Ying Yuanzi sighed in his heart. There was a trace of helplessness and a trace of joy in the change in the rules of the Hundred Sect Tournament.
This was because in the previous Great Sect Tournaments, the one hundred outstanding disciples that Ling Xuanwu Province had sent out were all geniuses that had been nurtured with a lot of resources and painstaking effort. However, in the end, only a handful of them had returned alive. It could be said that the losses were heavy.
As for the few remaining disciples, their Martial Hearts had been severely damaged and were dispirited. This could be said to be a great blow to the sect.
As for the trace of joy, it was that the rules of this Great Sect Tournament had been changed. They only needed to send out one disciple to participate. Although it avoided the cruel situation of a large number of disciples being killed.
However, the final result was that it was very likely that they would lose the strongest and most outstanding genius disciple, and that was Long Bufan …
There was no difference between the two outcomes. As the Sect's Sect Master, Ying Yuanzi didn't want to see either.
He stared at Long Bufan with an indifferent expression, and his voice was slightly low as he said, "But there's something you have to know. The Great Sect Competition this time isn't an illusion formation test like today, and it's a true battle instead. Because not only do you have to hunt Devil Corpses to obtain points, you have to be on guard against the geniuses of the other sects from seizing your points or even being killed!"
Upon hearing the Sect Master's words, the Inner Hall disciples who were still feeling disappointed earlier were immediately startled. Only then did they recall that there were countless monstrous geniuses who were stronger than them in the Great Sect Competition. The location of the Great Sect Competition was one of the Ancient Battlefields that was filled with various dangers. The slightest carelessness would cause one to lose one's life. Moreover, when facing the terrifying demonic corpses in the Desolate Region's battlefield, one would have to constantly be on guard against the sneak attacks of the disciples from other sects.
.. Clearly, it was extremely difficult to survive in that kind of place.
When they thought up to here, the sense of loss and regret in their hearts weakened greatly. Even though they didn't have the chance to fight for glory for their sect, they were still more inclined towards the latter when compared to their lives. So, they could only place all their hopes on Long Bufan alone.
Lin Yan, Long Yunfei and Lei Meng secretly sighed. The reason why they had worked so hard in their training previously was because they wanted to participate in the Hundred Sect War with Long Bufan. The four brothers could take care of each other. However, Long Bufan had to take the risk alone now. They could not help but feel worried in their hearts.
"A real fight huh …" Long Bufan muttered softly. A heat gradually surged from deep within his lowered eyes. However, this heat quickly disappeared in a flash. It was as calm as water.
Regardless of whether it was his military career in his previous life or his martial path in this life, when had he not faced danger and survived? When had he not faced a real fight?
It was also because he had survived each dangerous situation and bled each time he was injured that his strength grew so quickly, far surpassing his peers in the same generation. It was not because of luck. Instead, it was because of battle experience gained from blood and countless wounds!
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