Chapter 1 The First Round
The first battle, Lin Xueyan against the female cultivator from Hongchen Mountain, was won with almost no suspense.
The second match, however, was interesting: Chen Lingyi versus Chen Lingxin, a battle between two sisters.
On the vast ancient arena, the wind howled and dust flew.
"Sister, are you ready?"
Chen Lingxin looked at her sister before her, her expression incredibly serious.
At the same time, Chen Lingyi also gazed solemnly at her sister and nodded.
"I've been ready for a long time. This time, big sister won't hold back!"
This battle was to compete for their master's favor, leaving no room for sentimentality!
Chen Lingxin also nodded silently.
"Yes, then let us decide the victor!"
As the words fell, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.
An imposing aura drew the attention of everyone watching.
Finally, Ye Yun looked at them and slowly announced.
"Quarterfinals, second match, Chen Lingyi of Chaofeng Mountain versus Chen Lingxin of Chaofeng Mountain, commencing now!"
Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in the eyes of both sisters, Chen Lingyi and Chen Lingxin.
Sisterly affection! Intimate bonds!
From this moment on, they hesitated no longer! Disregarding all sentiment! They struck at the same instant!
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Chen Lingyi and Chen Lingxin attacked simultaneously.
The result was Chen Lingyi's rock versus Chen Lingxin's scissors...
Seeing the result, Chen Lingyi was stunned for a moment, then leaped up with joy.
"Great! I won!!!"
She waved her clenched fist high, looking like a triumphant victor.
She looked at Ye Yun and smiled, "Master! Your disciple has entered the semifinals!"
Hearing this, Ye Yun felt both amused and exasperated, but still nodded.
"Not bad, not bad. Perhaps you'll have a chance to take first place!"
"Mhm! I will work hard to defeat my senior sister!"
Chen Lingyi nodded repeatedly, exceptionally happy.
Chen Lingxin also chimed in, "Go, big sister! You will surely be the strongest!"
Chen Lingxin, on the other hand, did not seem sad at all about losing the match.
Instead, seeing her sister so happy, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
In fact, since childhood, she had often played rock, paper, scissors with her sister, so she knew her sister had a bad habit of particularly favoring rock on the first throw...
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The spectators also expressed understanding towards their peculiar method of deciding victory with rock, paper, scissors.
After all, seeing them, they were sisters, and it would be difficult to truly fight each other.
What truly interested them, and what they were most eager to see, was the final match.
Next, it was Bai Xiaoxiao's and Ye Yao's turn to step onto the stage.
Originally, Ye Yun had not intended to let Ye Yao participate. However, upon further thought, as long as she didn't use the unique methods of the Abyss race, outsiders wouldn't be able to discern anything.
In other words, even if she were discovered, there would be a plausible explanation, so he was not too concerned...
"Quarterfinals, third match, Bai Xiaoxiao of Chaofeng Mountain versus Ye Yao of Chaofeng Mountain!"
Initially, everyone thought that as an internal match within their sect, they would both be quite lenient, perhaps even treating it as an exhibition match.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the battle began, a fierce fight erupted between Bai Xiaoxiao and Ye Yao!
They exchanged blows back and forth, creating a truly spectacular display!
In the end, Ye Yao, who had been honed in battles since childhood, proved superior, overpowering her senior sister!
"Senior sister, I concede."
Ye Yao sheathed her weapon and extended her hand to Bai Xiaoxiao, who was still lying on the ground, stunned.
Bai Xiaoxiao did not object to the outcome, only sighing with a hint of helplessness.
"I didn't realize junior sister was so strong. It seems I'll have to work twice as hard from now on..."
After all, there were so many senior and junior sisters, but only one master. If she didn't improve her strength quickly, she wouldn't be able to compete for the master's favor in the future!
In reality, her cultivation and combat experience were less than two years, so to possess such strength was already terrifying.
It was just a pity that her senior and junior sisters were all more monstrous than the last...
As the battle concluded, the audience erupted into warm applause and cheers!
They expressed their great admiration for the strength of both combatants!
"Alright, now for the final match!"
After they descended from the stage, Ye Yun looked towards another area.
Fang Zhiwei and Qian Feng both leaped onto the battlefield.
"Heh heh, I finally get to face you!"
Upon entering the stage, Qian Feng sneered at Fang Zhiwei, emanating a fierce aura.
"Don't come crying when you get hurt!"
Fang Zhiwei glanced at him and retorted without hesitation.
"What? Have you forgotten how your brother stood arrogantly before the fight, only to be beaten into a pulp?"
These words undoubtedly struck a nerve.
He immediately darkened his face and said, "Little girl, let's see then, who will beat whom into a pulp!"
He swore he would make his opponent leave the stage on a stretcher.
Then, he heard Qian Hong's sharp voice.
"Pulp what? Deal with her, and behave yourself. This girl is the sole successor of the Star-Gazing Immortal Sect."
"If you really injure her badly and her mother sees it, we'll all be finished."
Although the Empress of the Star-Gazing Immortal Sect was the weakest among the Ten Great Emperors in terms of strength, that was relative. To them, she was quite troublesome.
Such a powerful and notoriously protective madwoman, if she were to cripple her daughter, they would not be far from being crippled themselves.
Moreover, the other party could choose to align with the Heavenly Dao Divine Hall at any time...
After receiving Qian Hong's order, Qian Feng was incredibly frustrated but had no choice but to grit his teeth and respond.
"Alright... I understand..."
Just as they finished their exchange, Ye Yun said indifferently.
"Quarterfinals, final match, Fang Zhiwei of Chaofeng Mountain versus Qian Feng of Qianxun Mountain, commencing now!"
As soon as the words fell, Fang Zhiwei attacked decisively.
As someone who primarily cultivated star-gazing arts, even in combat, she did not engage in close-quarters brawls with weapons.
Instead, she mainly wielded the power of the stars, similar to Bai Xiaoxiao's use of cold energy.
"Starfire Dragon Roar!"
Fang Zhiwei formed hand seals, and the space around her suddenly darkened, as if night had fallen.
Under this night sky, countless stars, like specks of starlight, converged into a tangible fiery dragon, letting out a deafening roar towards Qian Feng.
Beneath the shroud of myriad stars, the fiery dragon was magnificent and majestic. After soaring briefly in the sky, it lunged and tore at Qian Feng.
The scorching flames and intense heat caused the air in the ancient arena to distort violently.
Previously, a participant had been instantly killed by this attack from Fang Zhiwei.