Eventually, Ghostfang obtained his pearl and calmly said, "Number nine!"
The North Shore disciples quickly realized that none of them had obtained the blank pearl. So far, the only pearls left were number four and number ten, as well as the blank pearl. The North Shore disciples began to nervously look at the South Shore.
"I’m fourth!" Shangguan Tianyou calmly announced.
"Number ten!" Zhou Xinqi said, her face sowhat unsightly. As soon as the words left her mouth, she looked over at the ghost.
So far, the battle points of everyone had been revealed except for Yan Xiaobao. The South Shore spectators displayed strange expressions, especially the disciples of Xiangyun Peak, who had previously watched Yan Xiaobao fight in smaller matches. Their eyes were wide like saucers.
"No way..." they thought suspiciously.
Even more incredulous were the North Shore disciples, who very much wanted to teach him a lesson. Their fists clenched, the whole group stared dumbfoundedly at Yan Xiaobao.
Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but look a bit proud. There were no numbers on the pearl in his hand. At first, he thought he might be mistaken. However, upon close inspection, he confird it was indeed blank. Then he looked around, realizing everyone was staring at him, and suddenly realized how lonely life could sotis be... Flicking his sleeve, he gazed at the clouds like a lone hero. In a cool voice, he said, "Apologies. I will be sitting out this round. If you want to fight , you’ll have to work hard in the next round."
His words silenced the audience for a while. Several breaths passed, followed by an eruption of angry shouting from the North Shore audience.
"Impossible! Damn it, he’s sitting out!? Why must it be him, shaless Yan Xiaobao. Why?!?!"
"How could he be so lucky!? Out of eleven people, I can’t believe he’s sitting out! How could soone like him have such luck!? It’s absurd!"
"I can’t accept this. Such display of absolute arrogance! I must take him down!!"
The North Shore disciples intended to violently wash away their humiliation, but now that Yan Xiaobao was sitting there, they nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood. It was almost as though they had tried to punch Yan Xiaobao in the face, only to hit thin air instead. Xu Song and the others fud inwardly, staring at Yan Xiaobao as if they wished to tear him apart right then and there.
Even the South Shore disciples stared with odd expressions, unsure what to say. It was evident that the North Shore disciples most desired to fight Yan Xiaobao, so there was no need to contemplate their feelings on this sudden developnt.
"It’s nothing!" suddenly blurted out a disciple from Xiangyun Peak. "Back in the small tournant, Uncle Bai... sat out two rounds in a row!" When those sitting beside him heard this, their eyes widened in disbelief.
"Did this happen to him before? Uncle Bai’s luck... unbelievable!"
Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat, once again striking a pose as the lone hero. Looking towards the North Shore, he slowly shook his head. Naturally, this only made the North Shore angrier.
However, becoming angry did not change the situation. As the second round of the Election Battle began, they had no choice but to suppress their feelings.
Unfortunately, without Yan Xiaobao involved, the event was not as exciting. Additionally, with only two disciples from the South Shore, three of the matches would involve disciples from the North Shore fighting each other.
The first match was such a scenario. Gongsun Wan’er fought against another North Shore disciple and effortlessly defeated him. The defeated disciple trudged across the arena floor, glancing over his shoulder at the South Shore with a mixed expression on his face.
The second battle saw Shangguan Tianyou take the field. Luckily for him, he did not face a top elector, but rather a random disciple, whose defeat was as easy as blowing dust off his shoulder. The South Shore audience sighed. At least... they achieved a victory in one battle.
Next, the North Shore fought again in the third and fourth battles. Although the fights were fierce, the fact that the South Shore was not involved at all ensured that the disciples there rely watched quietly.
In the final match, Zhou Xinqi stepped out, her expression stern. Although the Southern Shore disciples cheered, they were not too optimistic about the fight’s outco.
After all, Zhou Xinqi’s opponent... was the formidable Ghostfang, who nearly killed Lu Tianlei with a single finger.
Stepping onto the arena floor, Ghostfang curiously asked, "Between you and the lightning guy, who is stronger?"
Sensing his intent was not to humiliate her, Zhou Xinqi honestly replied, "Lu is a bit stronger."
"How about this then..." Ghostfang responded calmly. "Last ti I used seventy percent of my strength. This ti, I’ll only use forty. You may not be killed like that person." Those who could hear him looked at him with grim smiles, convinced of Ghostfang’s honesty.
Zhou Xinqi took a deep breath, then gestured with her hands, invoking a spell. Instantly, countless blue sparks appeared around her, forming nurous blue threads. The flying silk then combined into a massive blossom, pulsing with powerful gravity!
"Plant Transformation Spell!" When the South Shore audience saw the Plant Transformation Spell being used, their eyes glowed. Although it wasn’t on the sa level as Ghosts Haunt the Night or Waterswamp Kingdom, it was one of the sect’s Ten Great Secret Magic.
This magic was unique, using plants to battle enemies, its nurous transformations rendering it mysterious and unpredictable. When Li Qinghou used it, he could create a world of plants and vegetation 50 kiloters wide. The ultimate upgrade version of this secret magic had another na... the Magic Factory Arsenal!
Utilizing this magic drained Zhou Xinqi’s energy, making her face pale. She knew she wasn’t a match for this opponent, but in her world, one couldn’t concede without trying.
The waves from her hands made the blue blossom tremble, then quickly expand as it shot toward the ghost. It seed the flower blood wide, consuming him.
It was a spectacular sight that imdiately caught Yan Xiaobao’s attention, finding this magical technique particularly interesting. However, at this mont, Ghostfang calmly looked up, then raised his finger.
This ti, he didn’t point his finger to the sky, but at Zhou Xinqi. Beside him, the air began to vibrate, and a massive ghost hand claw appeared, swiftly clenching into a fist!
The gigantic fist filled half the arena floor, so large that people couldn’t see anything else. It crushed into the blue blossom, which trembled, then collapsed into ash. However, the ghost hand did not stop. It continued onward as though nothing happened, directly into Zhou Xinqi.
A huge wave of heat reverberated, and Zhou Xinqi’s mouth spewed backward. She was slamd off the arena floor, and when she finally stopped, she coughed up eight mouthfuls of blood. Her face pale, she looked up at the stubborn light, watching Ghostfang turn to leave.
Everything was silent, except for the exhaled panting... After a bout of prolonged silence, the North and South Shore audiences erupted into hushed discussions.
"S-so... too strong!"
"Ghostfang could easily crush inner disciples! He must be the strongest disciple at the Foundation Stage!"
"This is the ultimate combat power of the Qi Condensation Stage! He has definitely reached the realm of will. Only by mastering a mysterious and unfathomable will can such terrifying power be produced!"
Almost no one dared to speak loudly. The Chosen from North Shore had complex emotions. After all, no one would be happy about a person of such power erging in their generation. On the South Shore side, Shangguan Tianyou quietly stood, inwardly calm. Watching Ghostfang defeat another Chosen was like watching an election loss for an ordinary disciple.
It was clear that Ghostfang existed on a completely different plane, even surpassing the other Chosen.
Yan Xiaobao was struck dumb. He had only seen Ghostfang launch two attacks, yet each attack was completely astonishing.
So far, the top six had been selected. Four from the North Shore, two from the South Shore. They were Shangguan Tianyou, Bai Xiaochun, Ghostfang, Gongsun brothers, and Xu Song.
Those familiar with the Election Battle knew the next round, the third round, would be the final round. The upcoming matchups, and the resulting victories and defeats, would determine the final rankings of the top six disciples!
Anyone who could achieve five victories would naturally take the first place!
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