Zone B finals concluded, victor: Su Xiaomo.

Counting the two Tiegu Sect disciples in Zone D, in the upcoming semifinal battles, regardless of who won or lost, the champion would be the Tiegu Sect’s!

Very dominant, very impressive.

The martial artists on the spectator platform, the higher-ups from various sects, and even the City Lord of Liyang City—upon seeing this result, the expressions on their faces could only be described as spectacular.

The sect tournament had previously seen two disciples from the same sect meet in the grand finals.

But four disciples advancing together to the semifinals, where no matter how they fought, they’d sweep the top three positions—this had never occurred before!

This absolutely pioneered a new precedent for the sect tournament, and might even be difficult to see again in the future!

“Top eight battle, third match, victor: Su Xiaomo!”

“Top eight battle, fourth match: Xiao Zuiji versus Tian Qi!”

The referee called out consecutively.

Though regardless of who won, Zone D’s first place would be a Tiegu Sect disciple, according to regulations, they definitely had to determine a victor.

“Swish!”

Tian Qi took the stage first.

He smiled at Xiao Zuiji walking up, “Junior Brother, Senior Brother won’t go easy on you.”

Xiao Zuiji said, “Neither will I.”

“Begin!” the referee shouted.

“Swish!”

Xiao Zuiji and Tian Qi both at full speed charged toward each other.

“Full speed right away!”

“Looks like even though they’re from the same sect, they still want to determine a victor in the sect tournament!”

Everyone was extremely expectant.

They no longer cared who ultimately won the championship—it wouldn’t end up in another sect’s hands anyway. They cared more about seeing an intense match, so at least their trip wouldn’t be wasted.

Xiao Zuiji and Tian Qi charged forward at extreme speed.

The two stopped about a meter apart and simultaneously threw out their fists, shouting in unison, “Rock, paper, scissors!”

Tian Qi: scissors.

Xiao Zuiji: rock.

“Ahhh!” Tian Qi ran to the edge of the battle stage, then jumped down, shouting loudly, “We agreed everyone would throw paper, but he secretly changed to rock!”

The martial artists in the venue instantly turned to stone.

Determining victory with rock-paper-scissors—did this… count as a match?

The referee was also dumbfounded, but since Tian Qi had jumped off the battle stage, it meant he’d conceded defeat. He publicly announced, “Top eight battle, fourth match, victor: Xiao Zuiji!”

“Ding!”

“Four disciples have claimed semifinal seats, meeting defined conditions. Epic Quest complete, completion at 150%. Host receives 200 contribution points.”

“Ding!”

“Sect Contribution Points: 312/500.”

“Holy crap!”

Jun Changxiao’s eyes widened, “That much?”

“Ding!”

“Host has exceeded Epic Quest requirements. Obtained Seal Release Talisman ×1, substantial experience points!”

The moment the System notification finished, vast spiritual power surged through Jun Changxiao’s body, gathering in his dantian, gradually forming a vortex shape.

“Just like that… breakthrough?”

As Sect Leader Jun was completely bewildered, the energy vortex condensed and took form, violent spiritual energy gathering inside, revitalizing his spirit!

“Ding!”

“Host successfully broke through to first-rank Wutu!”

Jun Changxiao spread his hands, “So easy!”

While others struggled laboriously to condense an energy vortex at the twelfth segment of Meridian Opening, he directly advanced—couldn’t be better.

However…

The spiritual power within the vortex didn’t stop after breaking through to first-rank Wutu. Its intensity continued climbing steadily!

“Ding!”

“Host successfully broke through to second-rank Wutu!”

“Ding!”

“Host successfully broke through to third-rank Wutu!”

“Ding!”

“Host successfully broke through to fourth-rank Wutu!”

“Ding!”

“Host successfully broke through to fifth-rank Wutu!”

In a short time, Jun Changxiao broke through from the twelfth segment of Meridian Opening to fifth-rank Wutu—the time used was merely a few seconds!

“Thud!”

The Great Red Gate elder fell to the ground in shock, his open mouth probably able to fit two eggs.

When Jun Changxiao had just broken through, wave after wave of advancement momentum emerged, witnessed by him firsthand.

Good heavens!

My ancestors!

What just happened to that guy? Was he breaking through?

Impossible, impossible!

How could anyone in the world break through so crazily? He must have deliberately released realm auras he should have broken through to already, creating an illusion of cultivation advancement!

The Great Red Gate elder comforted his startled little heart.

“Phew!” Jun Changxiao exhaled, spread both arms and stretched lazily, grinning, “So refreshing!”

Even more refreshing was this:

After exceeding the Epic Quest requirements, he was also rewarded with a Seal Release Talisman!

The Difficult-to-Sheath Blade that could extend forty meters when drawn was absolutely Sect Leader Jun’s strongest trump card currently available. With the Seal Release Talisman, it meant he could use it directly.

Lingquan Sect? Xiao family?

Once this master draws his blade, anyone can be cut down!

In that moment, Sect Leader Jun wished he could jump to the highest point in the venue and arrogantly shout at everyone, “Who else!”

The System’s voice transmitted, “Too bad the sect tournament has no fifth-place evaluation, otherwise if disciples took that too, the excess completion would increase further.”

“That’s quite regrettable.”

Though Jun Changxiao said this, in his heart he was already content.

The first 50% gave 100 contribution points, exceeding requirements gave another 200 contribution points. Not only did his cultivation break through, but he also obtained a Seal Release Talisman—what wasn’t there to be satisfied about?

This truly was—Epic Quest, terrifyingly formidable!

…

“Semifinal battle, first match: Lu Qianqian versus Li Qingyang!”

After a brief rest, the referee called out.

The martial artists on the spectator platform immediately perked up. After all, one had explosive spiritual power while the other possessed both spiritual power and physical body. The battle between them would definitely be very…

Li Qingyang took the stage. After the referee shouted “begin,” he clasped his hands toward Big Sister, turned around, and jumped down.

“This…”

Numerous martial artists’ eyes bulged wide.

The sect tournament semifinals—even if you’re from the same sect, at least fight a little to make a show of it, right?

If nothing else, at least play rock-paper-scissors!

“Semifinal battle, victor: Lu Qianqian!” the referee helplessly announced.

Next to fight were Su Xiaomo and Xiao Zuiji.

The numerous martial artists each leaned back in their chairs, no longer holding any expectations for the battle.

As expected.

After the match began, the two Tiegu Sect disciples went full speed—not charging toward each other, but charging toward outside the stage, as if competing to see who could jump off first.

In the end, Su Xiaomo had the speed advantage. When Xiao Zuiji had just run to the edge, the other had already landed smoothly, successfully obtaining elimination rights.

“Are they mocking us!”

“Competing to be eliminated—absurd beyond measure!”

“Sigh, but they’re all from the same sect…”

Which sect tournament’s final stages weren’t fought with extreme intensity? This year’s semifinal battles either involved voluntarily jumping down or competing to be eliminated.

Just asking one question: do you all find this fun?

Whether it was fun or not, the sect tournament’s final match was still an internal Tiegu Sect battle.

“Finals battle: Lu Qianqian versus Xiao Zuiji.”

The referee’s weak and powerless voice rang out, clearly having lost his proper passion due to their various forms of throwing matches.

Xiao Zuiji took the stage first, clasping his hands, “Senior Sister, you be the champion.”

After savagely abusing Bei Qian and Xiao Linye, he’d already regained himself, already vented his grievances. He had absolutely no interest in being first in the sect tournament.

Lu Qianqian walked up, then walked back down.

She also had no interest. If Li Qingyang hadn’t moved first, she would have eliminated herself early.

Just like that.

The referee hadn’t even shouted “begin” when the most important finals of the biennial sect tournament concluded. Champion—Tiegu Sect disciple, Xiao Zuiji.

The spectating martial artists really wanted to cry.

They’d rushed over from far away, sitting until their hemorrhoids flared up, and you Tiegu Sect disciples treated the finals like this.

After the tournament, the bigwigs from various sects sat together. After deliberation, they issued a new policy: when disciples from the same sect meet, they must fight with full strength. Playing rock-paper-scissors, competing for elimination, or voluntarily forfeiting before the start would all result in disqualification from participation!

“Sigh.”

Jun Changxiao spread his hands, “I originally thought taking the championship would be very difficult. I didn’t expect participants from various sects to be this weak—truly disappointing to this seat.”

Ding.

Pretentiousness Points +999999…