Not expecting to take first place, with Young Master Bei present, it clearly doesn’t match the reality, but as long as you rank in the top hundred, or even the top ten, you can enter the Underground Palace or even the Heaven Palace, which is a great attraction.
The disciples from the Underground Palace, Heaven Palace, Xuan Palace, and Human Palace do not just enjoy their status and identity; there are also many practical benefits. For example, in the distribution of Martial Cultivation Resources, the Heaven Palace offers three tis the treatnt of the Underground Palace. The Underground Palace is twice that of the Xuan Palace. The Xuan Palace is ten tis that of the Human Palace.
"So, let’s begin now. The elimination round is very simple: ascend the high platform." Lan Dingtian pointed to the blood-red platform and said solemnly, "The ti it takes for an incense stick to burn. After it burns out, the hundred people left on the platform will be the top hundred."
"I announce, now, the elimination round begins!!!"
When Lan Dingtian announced the start of the elimination round, the disciples of the Human Palace, Underground Palace, and Heaven Palace, who were originally closer to the platform, quickly retreated to the back, leaving only the hundred thousand Xuan Palace disciples below the platform.
Let the Xuan Palace disciples vie for positions on the platform.
In an instant, the hundred thousand Xuan Palace disciples, who were quiet a second ago, suddenly erupted.
They acted in an instant.
So directly attacked the people beside them, so desperately rushed towards the platform, so ford alliances in groups of three or five, so wielded a sword alone, aggressively filled with killing intent...
A myriad of reactions among the living.
A scene of chaos.
Clang clang clang!!!
Sssss!!!
Boom boom boom!!!
Under the dazzling, piercing light of the Mysterious Qi, various brutal sounds rippled, with fragnts of air chaotically scattered, unable to bear the burden.
No one knows how many Xuan Palace disciples fought each other. For a ti, Mysterious Qi filled the air, blood splattered, and the sounds reached the sky...
Punches and palms clashed, blades and swords were blind to reason, one by one, the Xuan Palace disciples desperately displayed their martial skills, fighting! Fighting like they were blinded by rage!
Of course, there were exceptions.
Bei Buxiu, at this mont, stood among the crowd, but he didn’t move, he didn’t attack, nor did anyone attack him. In fact, the frenzied lee, the brutal lee, the blood-splattered lee around him deliberately kept away from him.
He wore white robes, slightly raising his head, like a clear stream amidst the blood-red sceneries, his lips consistently curved in a faint, extrely proud smile, his gaze tranquil like the eyes of an unperturbed elder.
The next mont.
He moved.
Well, he didn’t use any movent technique; he just took steps, like an ordinary person, step by step. As he moved his feet, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Xuan Palace disciples fighting in front of him, regardless of how deadly their battle was in the previous second, regardless of how blinded by rage they were, as long as Bei Buxiu was approaching, they would automatically separate and make way.
In the midst of the slaughter, the crimson, brutal lee, a path surprisingly appeared, allowing Bei Buxiu to pass through, allowing him to head towards the platform.
What does it an to be imposing? What does it an to be domineering? What does it an to be invincible?
Bei Buxiu displayed it all thoroughly.
As a disciple of the Xuan Palace, yet he crushes the entire Xuan Palace, so powerful that no Xuan Palace disciple dares to show him any disrespect! No honor!
This was the most astonishing, the most unbelievable, and the only scene in the history of Yanxu Palace’s Xuan Palace competition.
One person, suppressing an entire palace!
"Palace Master, Young Master Bei is truly invincible, a dazzling figure across the ages!" The Great Elder couldn’t help but sigh, with three parts from the heart and seven parts deliberate admiration. Speaking, the Great Elder also looked at Yuan Tianyan: "Moreover, we have such a True Dragon among people as the Young Palace Master. The ti for Yanxu Palace to rise and crush War Ancient Sky is coming."
"He is excellent." Yuan Tianyan said lightly, glancing at Bei Buxiu. Although he praised once, in his heart, towards Bei Buxiu, there was only killing intent and coldness, for no other reason than that Bei Buxiu also admired Lan Ge.
Soon.
Bei Buxiu had already reached the base of the blood-red platform. He moved slightly, his white garnts fluttering slightly, and he stood with his hands, his entire being on top of the blood-red platform.
That aura was indescribably cold, and suave.
A remarkable charm drifted about.
Countless female disciples from the Human Palace, Underground Palace, and Heaven Palace were reluctant to blink.
"Damn it!!!" anwhile, below the platform, the lee among the Xuan Palace disciples continued. Perhaps to please Bei Buxiu, but the fact is, Lin Yanran and Woe Lingyun were given special treatnt in the lee.
Around the two won, there were almost hundreds of Xuan Palace disciples attacking them together.
The two won counted as extrely strong, especially Woe Lingyun, still wielding, cold and detached, full of killing intent. She still moved like light, like a shuttle, capable of causing dozens of fluctuations in an instant. Each ti, she would severely injure an attacking Xuan Palace disciple surrounding her.
Lin Yanran, on the other hand, wielded a sword alone, her face sowhat pale, depleting much. Holding a longsword with one hand, biting her teeth, she used all her strength to wield it. A set of "Cloud Mist Sword" wielded to the fullest, strange and fierce, like a woman dancing, dancing a dance of blood.
Where the longsword pointed, it would surely bring up a bloom of blood.
However, although the two’s strength was extrely strong, they ultimately were outmatched by the special treatnt’s surrounding attack. The two won’s condition was getting worse and worse, gradually feeling unable to hold on, especially Lin Yanran, with bright red appearing on her arms, brace, shoulders.
But she still bit her lip, biting hard, stubbornly, exceptionally exceptionally exceptionally stubbornly.
"Hmph, Lin Yanran, Woe Lingyun, what are you still persisting for? Pitiful or not? Thinking that persistence has any use? Don’t forget, Su Chen is also a Xuan Palace disciple you know, yet he is still in Secluded Cultivation, haha, laughable Secluded Cultivation, avoiding the Xuan Palace competition with this so-called Secluded Cultivation." Not far away, Huang Siyu sneered, mocking with pleasure.
She was very relaxed because many Xuan Palace disciples knew she was Bei Buxiu’s maid, so they intentionally or unintentionally went easy on her, so she was very relaxed, practically just going through the motions.
Lin Yanran and Woe Lingyun didn’t respond at all. At this mont, the two of them had no other thoughts but to fight! Fight! Fight! Just a little bit distracted, there could be serious injuries.
Another short while passed.
Finally, the clouds parted, because the ti for an incense stick was almost up, and if they didn’t get on the platform soon, there would be no chance. Therefore, those hundreds and thousands of Xuan Palace disciples attacking Lin Yanran and Woe Lingyun had already started to retreat, rushing towards the platform.
One by one, movent techniques fully displayed, like streaks of blood-colored shadows rippling towards the blood-red platform.
Soon.
One person was about to reach the platform.
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