After so ti, Gu Shengyin and Lin Yuan left the Nine Netherworld Abyss and began to tread upon the Demon Beast Continent, a place they hadn’t set foot in for ten years.
The Summoner competition had already been underway for quite so ti.
Those summoners without any background naturally had to start from the lowest level of competitions, advancing round by round.
But for those summoners from influential families and forces, it was different.
They could skip the initial competitions directly and enter the final stages of the assessnt.
No one, neither the summoners without background nor those with it, had any objections to this.
The reason is, from the initial competitions, the number of people passing each round was predetermined.
Those civilian summoners, compared to those with the backing of major family resources, lacked many innate advantages.
If those family-backed summoners didn’t participate, the number of advancent slots could be more.
And for those powerful summoners, the early competitions were not difficult, just a waste of ti and a chance to increase a family’s exposure.
So regarding this rule, everyone tacitly accepted it.
Only a few might have different thoughts.
For instance, this ti, the Yuan Family’s eldest son, Yuan Tianqin, was rumored to be the top contender for the championship.
This individual began from the very first trial and advanced round by round.
What he wanted was not just the first place, but fa that would spread across the entire continent!
So in every round, he participated.
Not only participate, but he wanted to win.
Not only win, but win beautifully! Win with awe!
But Yuan Tianqin’s so-called manner of awe was sowhat excessive—every summoner who dueled him was nearly beaten to death.
Those who lost to him never left in good condition.
The mildly injured spat blood as they retreated, while the severely injured were left disabled on the spot; even their Summoned Beasts were fatally bitten by Yuan Tianqin’s Purple Winged Thunder Dragon!
So along with the spread of Yuan Tianqin’s genius reputation ca his brutality—but even so, countless young summoners worshipped this man, even setting him as their target.
As for those summoners who were crippled by him?
If their skills were inferior, who could they bla?
When Gu Shengyin heard such talk in a teahouse, she was both amused and furious.
Just because you are strong and you win, does it give you the right to easily destroy decades of soone else’s efforts?
Those who speak like this must have never faced Yuan Tianqin, right?
Gu Shengyin rembered the icy, ruthless gaze of that young man from ten years ago and smiled wryly.
Yuan Tianqin was still the sa.
But since he is like this...
Gu Shengyin curled her lips into a smile: her specialty was to use one’s own thods against them.
Placing money on the table, Gu Shengyin got up and walked out.
Soon, she arrived at the competition venue for the Summoner tournant.
Of course, it was the finals’ venue.
Gu Shengyin looked at the Jade Slip in her hand, which had a bright red number "27" on it.
She was certainly among those with a background.
Coming from the Nine Netherworld Abyss, when Lin Yuan personally went to request a slot from the organizers, the expressions on those old fellows’ faces were a sight to behold.
"Even the Nine Netherworld Abyss sent soone, and Lord Lin Yuan personally ca to request slots." An elder in white robes looked a bit solemn, with a hint of anticipation:
"This ti’s Summoner tournant might be even more exciting than we imagined..."
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The eighth of the five night watch periods ends. Look at my sincere little eyes: asking for votes~ votes~ votes~ monthly votes~ spinning around and dancing to show you~
Good night~
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