This place was so tall that one could not see the end of it, and it was so wide that it seemed boundless.
The area where the ten thousand participating cultivators were located was divided into ten distinct regions.
In each region, there were hundreds of huge arenas.
The arenas were about ten kilometers in radius, which was enough for any cultivator to display their skills to their heart's content.
Outside the arenas, there was a layer of spiritual energy light shield.
All the participating cultivators were assigned to the ten regions according to their previous groupings.
At the intersection of each region, there was also a faint spiritual energy light shield separating them.
Countless islands floated in the air around them. These islands were where the cultivators who were spectating the battle were located.
The group elimination round had not yet begun, but these islands were already bustling with activity.
The cultivators from the various top sects and the hundreds of thousands of genius cultivators that were unable to enter the group elimination round had already taken their places on the island since long ago, and they were waiting with raised heads. The most outstanding group of cultivators in the younger generation were going to execute their respective abilities to determine the victor and reveal their graceful bearing.
Lu Qingshan was in the sixth region, which was the sixth group.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
A wave of ripples spread out like a tidal wave. Everyone lifted their gazes at this moment and looked towards the sky.
Light rays intertwined, and seven figures appeared in the air.
They were the high-level cultivators of the Seven Great Dao Sects.
Lu Qingshan also raised his head and looked at the cultivator standing in the center of the seven. A strange light flashed across his eyes.
He had seen six of the seven in the second round of the Sealed Spirit Tower, but the seventh person who replaced Sect Master Changgeng was a new face.
He was a thin old man in a green robe. A black sun and a waning moon were embroidered on his robe. The sun and moon intersected like a Taiji diagram.
He was the Lunar Sect Master from the Spirit Huan Sect.
He did not expect that just a day after the shocking news that their sect leader was a spy of the Netherworld, the Spirit Huan Sect would send another sect leader to preside over the Dao Discussion of the Seven Regions.
This also reflected the strength of the Spirit Huan Sect.
They were so strong that even after such a major event, the Spirit Huan Sect could still operate as usual.
It was as if a huge wave had struck, and only the largest ship was able to continue sailing.
"Let me emphasize the rules one last time!" The Lunar Sect Master narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze across the ten thousand cultivators who were ready to attack. His powerful voice rang out like a great bell and the loud sound of a divine drum. It echoed between heaven and earth, shaking everyone's hearts.
"The group elimination competition is divided into two rounds. The first round is the challenge between the third-rank and second-rank cultivators.
"Third-rank cultivators, you are free to choose your opponents. Take note that each person only has two chances to challenge.
Every cultivator who was challenged would have an hour to recover before accepting the next challenge.
Finally, the second-rank cultivators can only be challenged five times at most. Once all the second-rank cultivators have reached their limit, or if no one else issues a challenge, the elimination round will be declared over. "
The Lunar Sect Master announced, "Next, the first round of elimination begins!"
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Following the order of the Lunar Sect Master, a commotion immediately broke out among the participating cultivators.
However, very few cultivators chose to issue a challenge in the first place.
The reason was very simple. All the participating cultivators saw it clearly. In a challenge under such rules, the timing and judgment of the challenge were very important.
There were ninety second-rank cultivators in each group, and among these ninety cultivators, there were naturally strong and weak.
If one rashly rushed up to challenge the first person and chose a tough opponent, wouldn't it be a waste?
If one's judgment was poor, one could not blame others. However, if one's judgment was poor, one naturally had to learn to observe.
One had to know that they only had two chances to challenge, and the margin for error was very low.
However, if the challenge was too late, it would also be inappropriate.
This was because every second-rank cultivator could only be challenged five times at most. Those who looked slightly weaker might even be challenged consecutively in a short period of time.
If one missed these opportunities, when they wanted to challenge again, the cultivators who still had the number of chances would definitely be tough opponents who would be difficult to challenge.
Furthermore, if all the second-rank cultivators had reached their limit, even if they had two chances to challenge, they could only say sorry.
Because this round of the elimination round could be considered to have ended.
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Finally, in the sixth group where Lu Qingshan was in, the first cultivator to issue a challenge stood up.
It was a white-robed cultivator with a lean body and a cultivation base at the perfected Foundation Establishment stage.
He leaped onto one of the hundred arenas, and his gaze fell on the second-rank cultivator below the stage, an early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator.
"Fellow Daoist, how about we spar?" The white-robed cultivator cupped his hands and said.
The early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator who was chosen looked a little pale.
Under these rules, it was obvious that in the eyes of this white-robed cultivator, he was the weakest cultivator in the second-rank. This made him feel a little indignant.
"Let me see what you're capable of to dare challenge me." The early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator did not directly answer the white-robed cultivator's words. He said this in a sinister manner and leaped onto the arena.
The first battle of the sixth group had officially begun!
The moment the early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator stepped onto the arena, the light shield that enveloped the arena glowed.
This signified that the challenge had officially begun!
The white-robed cultivator gritted his teeth. With a shake of his hand, a jet-black darksteel staff appeared in his hand. The spiritual vigor that it vibrated was very powerful.
With a loud shout, he quickly rushed out and smashed the staff in his hand toward the early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator.
He was very fast, and the darksteel staff was even more ferocious. It was as if a mountain was smashing down.
He was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator. The reason why he chose to challenge an early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator was not because he was stubborn. It was because the cultivators in the second-rank were all Golden Elixir cultivators. He had no choice at all.
He could only make a rational analysis and make the best choice in his opinion.
The opponent he chose to challenge was a magic cultivator who was proficient in wood spells.
Wood spells were good at control and restraint, and their lethality was slightly weaker than the spells of the other four elements.
Moreover, he was a body cultivator, and his skin was rough and his flesh was thick.
Under such circumstances, he might be able to barely deal with the wood element, which didn't have much destructive power. Through quick attacks, he might be able to win a victory.
The Golden Elixir Daoist's eyes clearly saw every movement of the white-robed cultivator. He snorted disdainfully.
He calmly formed a seal with both hands, and a thick wooden vine coiled toward the white-robed cultivator like a ferocious python.
At this moment, the Golden Elixir Daoist also retreated rapidly. A thick layer of green vine shield appeared in front of him.
Even though he was disdainful, the Golden Elixir Daoist did not let his guard down. He immediately pulled away.
Maintaining a distance was always the most important thing for a magic cultivator to fight against a body cultivator.
Hiss!
The wooden vine that the Golden Elixir Daoist casually released had already wrapped around the white-robed cultivator.
Boom!
The thick black iron staff was suffused with a black spiritual light. It smashed into the wooden vine, wanting to break the spell in an instant.
However, what was different from what the white-clothed cultivator had imagined was that the wood vine's tenacity was extremely shocking. When his staff smashed down, the wood vine actually didn't break. Instead, it took the opportunity to wrap itself around the Serpent Beating Staff and wrap itself around the black staff magic tool in his hand.
"Unlucky! Although wood spells don't have high lethality, their toughness and control are extremely strong. It can be considered to be somewhat restrained against my wide open moves. "
The white-robed cultivator's mind quickly turned, wanting to quickly find a way to break out of this situation.
However, the Golden Elixir Daoist, who had already pulled away, sneered when he saw this scene.
"You're still far from enough!"
He waved his long sleeve and spread out the five fingers of his right hand, while his left hand formed a seal.
Wood Spirit Cage!
In the palm of his right hand, spiritual energy surged out, and the power of the wood element was mobilized.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Countless wooden spears covered the sky as they attacked the white-robed cultivator.
Facing such a violent attack, the white-robed cultivator simply did not have time to think. His body shook, and a layer of golden light appeared on the surface of his body.
"Kacha!"
The wooden spears were like a rain of arrows as they smashed into the white-robed cultivator's protective spiritual light. A terrifying explosion erupted, and cracks appeared!
"I can't even block one move?"
The white-robed cultivator originally thought that as a Body Cultivator, his protective spiritual technique would at least be able to support him for a few breaths of time, giving him enough time to react. However, the spiritual light had already completely disappeared.
The wooden spear smoothly pierced through the white-robed cultivator's chest.
He was immediately scared out of his wits.
However, this attack was too fast and too fierce, like a hot knife through butter. In his haste, he was unable to do anything.
Just as the wooden spear was about to pierce through his chest, a layer of vigorous spiritual energy wrapped around him.
This was the effect of the arena's formation. Not only did it isolate the fluctuations of battle, but it could also prevent cultivators from dying.
With a series of clanging sounds, the seemingly fierce wooden spears were unable to cause even the slightest ripple in the face of this layer of spiritual energy.
In the next moment, this spiritual energy swept the white-robed cultivator out of the arena.
The white-robed cultivator, defeated!
The white-robed cultivator's face was filled with dejection.
Losing was not a big deal. The main thing was that he had lost too miserably.
The two of them had only exchanged less than three moves, and he had already lost. If not for the protection of the spiritual formation, he would have even lost his life.
This immediately caused him to lose all confidence, and he no longer had any plans for a second challenge.
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