Eight arenas, sixteen judges, and thirty-six drums rang out at the same time. The earth-shattering sounds shook the entire palace. The Palace Martial Arts Competition had officially begun.
The Grand Competition this time was based on drawing lots. Whoever drew which opponent and which arena would be in, would compete according to the order.
Yang Wu's luck was pretty good. He was able to draw lot number one for the first arena. Holding the lot in his hand, he smiled and said to himself, "Haha, this is the will of the heavens!"
Number one meant that the position of Martial Arts Champion belonged to him.
Just as Yang Wu was about to step onto the arena, he heard a familiar voice, "Brother Yang Wu, you can do it. I have faith in you."
Yang Wu turned around and saw Tang Xiaohan, who was dressed as a man, cheering for him in the crowd.
Tang Xiaohan was originally a beauty. Even if she was dressed as a young man, it did not affect her beauty. Instead, it added a different kind of charm to her.
Yang Wu smiled at her and said, "The title of Martial Arts Champion belongs to me."
Yang Wu's words immediately aroused the competitive spirit of his opponent and all the spectating youths. One after another, they began to speak against Yang Wu.
"Such big words. He really doesn't know how to write the word 'death'."
"Kick him down. He's too arrogant."
"How can the position of Martial Arts Champion be so easily obtained? It's already been decided by Senior Brother Fang. No one can take it away."
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"Did you hear those shouts? Get down yourself. "Yang Wu's opponent crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered.
This was a young man who had reached the top of the warrior realm. Even if he had not broken through to the general realm, as long as he shone in the arena and had enough fighting power, he would be recognized by Mount Emei. Therefore, he had to win this battle.
Yang Wu looked at his opponent and smiled, "Alright, then you can kick me out."
"Haha, watch me kick you down." The young man sneered and ran at full speed. Qi gathered on his feet and he leaped into the air, kicking out an extremely fast shadow of a leg. His target was Yang Wu.
This young man did not underestimate Yang Wu. This kind of opportunity was rare. He had to go all out against any opponent.
Yang Wu did not dodge. The young man's kick landed heavily on his body.
Bang!
When everyone saw this scene, they all thought that Yang Wu would be kicked down by his opponent. However, the reality was different. The young man who kicked Yang Wu actually bounced out of the arena.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were wide open. They were completely dumbfounded.
Even the referee did not know what had happened. until Yang Wu asked, "Does this count as my win?" Victory...................
Just like that, Yang Wu easily won the first round.
The others couldn't understand what was going on. They felt that Yang Wu must have run into some dog shit luck.
The youth who fell out of the battle ring understood the disparity between the two of them. Just as he kicked Yang Wu's body, there was a strong rebounding force that sent him out of the battle ring. He had lost this battle without any temper.
"What a boring Large Competition." Yang Wu sighed in his heart.
Indeed, with his strength, competing with these youths was a bit of a bully, but for the sake of the title of "Martial Scholar" in his heart, no matter how boring it was, he would persevere until the end.
Very quickly, Yang Wu won three rounds in a row, all of them letting his opponent make the first move, and his opponent would inexplicably fly out of the arena, not even knowing how he lost.
Yang Wu's identity was quickly exposed. The youngest Heavenly Alchemist, the Marquis of Shaowu, the youngest lieutenant general, had made great contributions at the border, and had already reached the King Realm. After the youths understood this, they were completely speechless. Was there even a need to compete?
The young men and women all prayed that they would not meet such a perverted guy.
Some of the youths were also protesting. Why would such a strong guy compete with them? It was against the rules.
In the end, when Chen Zhao announced that Yang Wu was not even 18 years old, all of them started to shut up.
According to Mount Emei's requirements, all youths under 18 years old were qualified to participate in the assessment. Yang Wu was still a youth, so he was qualified to participate in the Large Competition.
Next, whenever they met Yang Wu's opponent, they would automatically admit defeat.
Yang Wu's matches indeed became even more boring. There was nothing to play with.
Thus, the judge simply gave Yang Wu a chance to advance. He did not need to challenge anyone in the arena anymore. He would decide after the top 50 were decided, so that some seeded contestants would not be eliminated if they met Yang Wu.
Yang Wu had some peace and quiet, so he went to check on the other matches. He realized that Tang Xiaohan was also participating in the Large Competition. She was quite strong.
Yang Wu could clearly see that Tang Xiaohan had already reached the Advanced General Realm, but he did not know how strong she was. Now, he could finally confirm that she was quite strong.
This girl can be taught a lesson, but I already have a slug, Yang Wu sighed inwardly.
Tang Xiaohan was very pretty and had a good personality. Any man would like her. Yang Wu also had some feelings for her, but he already had someone in his heart. He would not be tempted.
Yang Wu walked through a few arenas and noticed three youths in succession. They were all quite strong.
The first place was the eldest senior brother of the Martial Arts Academy called Fang Chao. This young man's appearance was not very outstanding, but his foundation was very solid. His cultivation level was very stable, and he had already broken through to the top-notch Human General Realm. Each of his moves and styles did not have too many flourishes, and he very cleanly defeated his opponent with a single move.
The second was a young girl called Luo Jiajia. She was the second senior sister of the martial arts academy and also the granddaughter of General Luo Gongming. She had reached the Advanced General Realm and her attacks were quite ruthless. None of her opponents could withstand a single blow.
The third was Xing Dakuan. He had reached the Advanced General Realm. He was a tall and strong young man. He had cultivated a powerful battle technique that was both offensive and defensive. He defeated all his opponents in one move.
Other than these three youths, the Fifth Prince's battle prowess had also improved greatly. He should be able to secure fourth place.
Lin Qiqi and Cao Fenni were slightly weaker, but it would not be a problem for them to enter the top 30, as long as they did not encounter stronger opponents.
This time, the results of the arena competition could not be decided in one day. After the first day ended, nearly 200 youths had been eliminated.
The remaining youths stayed in the palace to rest. They would continue the competition the next day.
Tents had already been set up in the large plaza for these youths to meditate and rest. They did not have to worry about the competition the next day.
The palace gave them food and healing pills, giving them a certain degree of support so that they could perform at their best.
That night, Yang Wu also did not leave. He originally wanted to stay here with these young boys and girls for the night, but he was directly pulled by Tang Xiaohan to her courtyard.
Yang Wu had no choice but to go with her.
Tang Xiaohan was like a gentle wife. She had the servants arrange a bath for him and prepare good food for him. She even ate with him and looked at him eagerly, making him feel embarrassed.
"Your Highness, it's not good for you to be so direct." Yang Wu's face was a little hot as he said.
"Heh heh, so there are times when you feel embarrassed." Tang Xiaohan laughed.
"Of course. Any man would feel embarrassed to be looked at by a little beauty like you." Yang Wu replied.
"At least you're not blind. But why don't you care?" Tang Xiaohan said with a resentful expression.
"Oh, the night sky is not bad." Yang Wu raised his head to look at the night sky and said.
This way of changing the topic seemed a little silly.
The two of them sat on the roof and chatted. Unknowingly, the two of them were much closer. The princess' head gently leaned on his shoulder.
He wanted to push her away, but found that she was already sound asleep. He could only let her be.
The night was a little cold, but it was nothing to a king like him. He was afraid that the princess would not be able to bear it, so he had to use some power to warm her up and not let her feel cold.
Facing such a beauty, he could not be the first person in history to be able to remain calm. It could only be said that he was really pure.
He looked at the starry sky and muttered in his heart, "Slug, are you okay?"
The next day, the martial arts university continued as usual.
After this day, the final fifty were finally decided.
Cao Fenni was very regretful that she was eliminated. She met an opponent who was one realm higher than her. Even though she gave it her all, she was still defeated.
The moment she was defeated, she cried.
She had always yearned for life in the Transcendent World. She yearned to become a high and mighty king there and then find a cultivator who was compatible with her. What a comfortable life that would be.
Unfortunately, she was actually defeated outside of the top fifty. Like this, her chances of joining Mount Emei became extremely slim.
According to past practice, Mount Emei would only choose the most outstanding disciples who were ranked at the top. The others would almost never have a chance.
No matter how unwilling Cao Fenni was, she had to face this cruel reality.
The third day was the time to decide the final ranking. This day's competition was different from the past. The fifty people entered the newly built largest arena and the rankings were calculated according to the order in which they landed on the arena.
This was the beginning of the battle royale. It would depend on who was the strongest.
No matter how the competition was, it did not matter to Yang Wu. With his strength, the position of Martial Scholar was his.
When Yang Wu stepped onto the arena, someone finally made things difficult for him. However, he did not directly attack Yang Wu. Instead, he scolded Yang Wu, "Yang Wu, can you be a little more thick-skinned? Your strength is already so strong, yet you still want to compete with us for the position of Martial Scholar. Do you think you can bully the weak just because you have a little bit of strength? If you still have any sense of shame, then get out of the arena yourself."
This young man was quite courageous. He dared to criticize Yang Wu in public.
His words resonated with a few people and they all began to fire at Yang Wu.
"Yes, Yang Wu, you should get out of the arena. With your strength, you can definitely enter Mount Emei. Don't come and compete with us for the ranking, okay?"
"Bullying the weak like this is beneath your status. You've lost the demeanor of a marquis."
"Even if you beat us like this, what's the point of getting the position of Martial Scholar? When you join Mount Emei in the future, I'm afraid you'll be cursed as someone who only knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong. If you have the ability, then go challenge the top ten kings of the dynasty."
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