Volume 5: Seven Dao Sects Chapter 43: Round 1
Here, the height seems to have no end and the width seems to be endless.
The area where the 10,000 participating monks were located was divided into ten distinct regions.
There are hundreds of huge arenas in each area.
The arena is about ten kilometers in radius, which is large enough for any cultivator to fully display his skills.
And on the outer layer of the arena, there is a layer of spiritual light shield covering it.
All participating monks were divided into ten regions according to their earlier groupings.
At the junction of each area, there is also a faint layer of spiritual light curtain to separate them.
In the air around, there are countless islands floating. These islands are the locations of the monks watching the battle.
The group elimination matches have not yet begun, but these islands are already bustling with activity.
The monks from all the top sects, as well as hundreds of thousands of talented monks who failed to enter the group elimination rounds, have already taken their positions on the island, waiting eagerly. The most outstanding monks of the younger generation will use their own methods to compete and show their talents.
The area numbered six is Lu Qingshan's, which is the sixth group.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A wave spread out like a tide, and everyone raised their eyes and looked up at the sky at this moment.
The lights intertwined, and seven figures emerged in the air.
He is a high-ranking monk from one of the seven major Taoist sects.
Lu Qingshan also looked up and looked at the cultivator standing in the center of the seven people, with a glimmer of strangeness in his eyes.
He had seen six of the seven people during the re-examination in the Fengling Tower, but the seventh person who replaced Master Chang Geng was a new face.
This is a thin old man wearing a green robe. On his robe, there is an embroidered black sun and a waning moon. The sun and the moon intersect, like a Tai Chi diagram.
This is Taiyin, the headmaster from Huanling Sect.
Unexpectedly, the Huanling Sect had just experienced a horrifying incident in which its own leader was an accomplice of the underworld, and only one day later, the Huanling Sect sent another leader to preside over the Seven Realms Discussion.
This also reflects the strength of the Huanling Sect from the side.
It is so strong that even if such a major event occurs, the Huanling Sect can still operate as usual.
It’s like when a big wave hits, only the biggest ship can continue sailing.
"I will emphasize the rules to you one last time!" Master Taiyin narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the 10,000 monks who were ready to go. His powerful voice rang out, like the sound of a huge bell or a divine drum, echoing between heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts.
"The group elimination match is divided into two rounds. The first one is the challenge match between the third-order monks and the second-order monks. The third-order monks are free to choose their opponents. Please note that everyone has only two challenge opportunities. Each monk who is challenged can have one hour to recover before facing the next challenge. Finally, the second-order monks can be challenged up to five times. Once all the second-order monks have been challenged a maximum of five times, or no one has challenged them again, this round of elimination will be declared over."
Taiyin Sect Leader announced: "Next, the first round of eliminations begins!"
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Following the order from Master Taiyin, there was a commotion among the participating monks.
But at the first moment, only a few monks chose to launch the challenge.
The reason is very simple. All the participating monks can see it clearly. In a challenge under this kind of rules, the timing and eyesight of the challenge are very important.
There are ninety second-order monks in each group, and among these ninety monks, there are naturally strong and weak ones.
If you rush up to challenge someone without knowing the truth and pick a tough guy, wouldn't that be a waste of time?
You can’t blame others for your poor eyesight, but if you have poor eyesight, you naturally have to learn to wait and see.
You have to know that they only have two challenge opportunities in total, and the tolerance rate is very low.
But if the challenge is made too late, it is also inappropriate.
Because each second-sequence monk can be challenged five times at most, those who appear to be slightly weaker may even be challenged continuously within a short period of time.
If you miss these opportunities, when you want to start challenging again and still have the chance, the monks will definitely be tough guys who will find it difficult to challenge successfully.
What's more, if all the challenges of the second-sequence monks have been exhausted, even if your two challenge opportunities are useless, you can only say sorry.
Because this round of eliminations is over.
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Finally, in the sixth district where Lu Qingshan was located, the first challenging cultivator stood up.
He was a monk in white, with a lean build and a perfect foundation.
He leaped onto one of the hundred arenas and his gaze fell on a cultivator in the early Jindan stage who belonged to the second sequence.
"My fellow Taoist, how about a sparring match?" the white-robed monk bowed.
The selected Jindan early stage cultivator had a somewhat livid look on his face.
Under this rule, it was obvious that in the eyes of this white-robed monk, he was the weakest monk in the second sequence, which made him a little resentful.
"Let me see what you are capable of. How dare you challenge me?" The cultivator in the early Jindan stage did not directly answer the white-robed cultivator's words. He said something sinister and leaped onto the stage.
The sixth zone, the first battle, officially begins!
The moment the cultivator in the early Jindan stage stepped onto the stage, the light shield covering the stage began to shine.
This means that the challenge has officially begun!
The monk in white gritted his teeth and shook his hand. A long black iron stick appeared in his hand, and the inspiration it generated was extremely powerful.
He shouted loudly, and rushed out quickly, smashing the early Jindan cultivator head-on with the long stick in his hand.
He was very fast, and he wielded the black iron staff with great force, like a mountain falling down.
He was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator. The reason why he chose to challenge a Golden Core early stage cultivator was not because he was stubborn, but because all the cultivators in the second sequence were Golden Core cultivators, and he had no choice at all.
He could only analyze the situation rationally and make what he thought was the best choice.
The person he chose to challenge was a mage who was proficient in wood magic.
Wood magic is good at control and restraint, and its own lethality is slightly weaker than the other four magics.
He himself is a physical cultivator, with thick skin and strong flesh.
In this case, maybe they can barely deal with the weak wooden method and win a victory through quick attack tactics.
The Jindan cultivator saw every move of the white-robed cultivator clearly and snorted with disdain.
He calmly made hand gestures with his hands, and a thick wooden vine rolled towards the white-robed monk like a ferocious python.
The Jindan cultivator's body also violently retreated at this time, and a thick green vine shield appeared in front of him.
Even though he was disdainful in his heart, the Jindan cultivator was not careless and immediately distanced himself from the opponent.
Keeping distance is always the first priority when a magic cultivator fights against a physical cultivator.
hiss!
The wooden vine that the Jindan monk casually unleashed had already wrapped around the white-robed monk.
boom!
A black glow appeared on the thick black iron stick and smashed onto the wooden vine, trying to break the spell instantly.
However, unlike what the white-robed monk had imagined, the wooden vine was incredibly tough. When he smashed it down with his stick, the vine did not break at all. Instead, it hit the snake stick and entangled the black stick magic weapon in his hand.
"Bad luck! Although the wood magic is not very lethal, it has strong toughness and control. It can be considered to be slightly restrained against my aggressive moves."
The white-robed monk's mind raced, trying to find a way out of the impasse in a hurry.
However, the Jindan cultivator who had already distanced himself from this scene sneered when he saw this scene.
"You're still a long way from here!"
He raised his long sleeves, spread out the five fingers of his right hand, and formed a seal with his left hand.
Wooden spirit cage!
Spiritual energy surged out from the palm of his right hand, and the power of the wood element was mobilized.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Countless wooden spears rushed towards the white-robed monk.
Faced with such a violent attack, the white-robed monk had no time to think carefully. His whole body shook and a layer of golden light appeared on the surface of his body.
“Crack!”
The wooden spears, like a rain of arrows, smashed into the protective aura of the white-robed monk. A terrifying loud noise erupted, and cracks appeared!
"Can't you block even one move?"
The monk in white originally thought that as a physical cultivator, his protective magic could at least last for a few breaths for him to make the next reaction, but the spiritual light had completely dissipated at this time.
The wooden spear pierced through the chest of the white-robed monk.
He was immediately frightened out of his wits.
But the attack was too fast and too fierce, and he was helpless in such a hurry.
Just as the wooden spear was about to pierce through his chest, a layer of thick spiritual power enveloped him.
This is the function of the arena magic array. It not only isolates the fluctuations of battle, but also prevents casualties among monks.
There was a series of clanging sounds. The seemingly ferocious wooden spear was unable to cause even the slightest ripple in the face of this layer of spiritual power protection.
The next moment, this spiritual power swept the white-robed monk out of the arena.
The monk in white was defeated!
The white-robed monk's face was full of frustration.
Defeat is not a big deal, the main thing is that the defeat was too miserable.
The two of them exchanged less than three moves before he was defeated. If it weren't for the protection of the spiritual formation, he would have lost his life.
This immediately made him lose all confidence, and he had no idea about the second challenge opportunity.
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