When Li Qingyang drew the first-rate Great Yan Sacred Sect, everyone was certain that this dark horse sect was finished.
However, when they saw the Eternal Sect disciples grinning broadly, their eyes even blazing with intense fighting spirit, the audience was collectively dumbfounded.
Had they gone mad?
Or perhaps, facing a first-rate sect in the first round and knowing they had no chance of victory, they were just forcing smiles to save face?
That would make sense.
The Eternal Sect disciples really didn’t want to face a first-rate sect in the opening round—after all, in such a grand tournament, fighting from weak to strong opponents would be much more interesting.
But since they had no choice, they could only fight.
Su Xiaomo and the other disciples who hadn’t taken action during the challenge against Lily Sacred Sect now felt their blood boiling thoroughly.
Fighting a first-rate sect in the opening round was undeniably thrilling!
“We’re done for, done for…”
Yi Tianxing’s eyes were filled with despair.
Drawing a first-rate sect in the first round was absolutely the unluckiest draw in the history of Southwest Yang Province sects at the Dragon-Tiger Tournament!
At that moment, he would have preferred if Eternal Sect had drawn a third or fourth-rate sect from Central Honored Province—at least then they’d have a sliver of hope!
“Although Great Yan Sacred Sect didn’t send their strongest lineup, the disciples they brought are still very powerful. Eternal Sect is certain to lose!”
“A fifth-rate sect facing a first-rate sect—you could figure out the outcome using your toes.”
“Great Yan Sacred Sect basically gets a free pass to the second round.”
As various martial artists discussed, they all looked toward the Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples at the center of the venue. Sure enough, they saw smiles appearing on all their faces, and when they looked at the Eternal Sect disciples, they even revealed mocking grins.
“Senior Brother.”
A disciple said lightly, “Facing a fifth-rate sect in the first round really offers no challenge at all.”
“Perfect.”
Someone replied, “We can save some energy for the opponents later.”
In the eyes of the Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples, the only ones who could give them trouble were second-rate sects and the other four first-rate sects. Sects of any other tier they encountered were simply serving themselves up on a platter.
However.
In Sect Master Jun’s eyes, this sect was equally serving themselves up on a platter.
No.
To be precise, they were delivering warmth!
Because when Li Qingyang drew Great Yan Sacred Sect, a side quest triggered.
The task content was simple: defeat this first-rate sect at the Dragon-Tiger Tournament, and upon completion, receive a reward of Experience Talisman ×2!
In the past, rewards were given immediately upon completion.
This time’s side quest actually had the price clearly marked!
No wonder our Jun Gou Sheng covered his face and let out a “kekeke” sinister laugh!
Defeating this sect and obtaining the reward would allow him to use the two Experience Talismans to break through a grade.
What was he waiting for!
Crush them, crush them, crush them!
At that moment, Jun Changxiao’s expression had become almost twisted.
Duan Zishou, who was unaware of the situation, thought he might have realized the opponent was too strong and couldn’t handle the blow, his person having nearly gone insane!
Ah.
How pitiful.
…
The drawing continued.
One after another, sect representatives selected their opponents.
Of course, many were happy to draw lower-ranked sects, while others despaired at drawing top-tier sects.
“Enough talk!”
After the drawing ended, City Lord Han announced loudly, “The first round of the Dragon-Tiger Tournament duels begins now!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
As soon as he finished speaking, fireworks bloomed in the sky above the venue.
“It’s finally starting!”
When the fireworks display ended, martial artists across the entire continent instantly entered an excited state!
“First round, first battle, Eternal Sect versus Great Yan Sacred Sect!”
“Will both sides’ disciples please enter the arena!”
For such a grand tournament, combined with City Lord Han’s deep and extremely penetrating voice, the atmosphere was rendered to its peak!
Swish! Swish!
Twenty-five Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples appeared on the martial platform used for dueling, drawing enthusiastic cheers from the on-site audience.
First-rate sects had tons of fans.
In comparison, when the twenty-five Eternal Sect disciples took the stage, the entire venue immediately fell silent.
It didn’t matter if no audience cheered for them—when Li Qingyang and the others’ figures appeared on the light screen, Qingyang Commandery erupted with thunderous shouts.
Although Eternal Sect had drawn a first-rate sect and the situation was extremely severe.
The martial artists and even ordinary citizens of Qingyang Commandery would still regard them as heroes, would still use their full passion to cheer them on!
“Eternal Sect, hang in there!”
A martial artist roared with all his might.
“Eternal Sect, hang in there!”
“Eternal Sect, hang in there!”
Shouts from countless people shook the skies of Qingyang Commandery!
Even three or four-year-old children, infected by the atmosphere, clenched their little fists toward the light screen and shouted in baby voices, “Eternal Sect, hang in there!”
…
“Representatives from both sides.”
An elder ascended the platform and asked, “Single combat or mass brawl?”
Every Dragon-Tiger Tournament had many disciples competing. The method of determining victory could be chosen as one-on-one duels or multi-person melees.
Actually, there used to be individual and team competitions at the start, but that took too much time, so the two types of events were combined, letting the participants choose themselves.
“Whatever.” Li Qingyang said.
Behind him, Su Xiaomo and the others were full of fighting spirit.
For them, whether single combat or group battle, as long as they could fight to their heart’s content, that was enough!
The leading disciple from Great Yan Sacred Sect said lightly, “Going through twenty-five people one by one would waste too much time. How about a mass brawl?”
“Fine.” Li Qingyang said.
The elder announced loudly, “Dragon-Tiger Tournament first round, first battle, both sides have chosen a mass brawl!”
“A mass brawl?”
“Eternal Sect really has courage, actually daring to have a group fight with a first-rate sect!”
“They probably just don’t want to waste time and want to lose quickly and be done with it, so they can pack up and go home!”
While everyone was discussing, the Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples had already spread out, and streams of powerful spiritual energy instantly permeated the air!
“My heavens!”
“They’re all Martial Kings!”
“Of course, this is a first-rate sect!”
“These are only ordinary disciples. If they sent their most elite disciples, other sects wouldn’t need to participate at all!”
When the Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples entered combat state and unleashed their Martial King cultivation, the venue immediately entered the first minor climax since the tournament began.
The projection array was being a bit cheeky.
At this moment, it turned the camera to the Eternal Sect disciples.
It seemed to want to show the world what expressions of despair would appear on their faces when confronted by twenty-five Martial Kings from Great Yan Sacred Sect.
There was no despair.
What they had was—endless fighting spirit!
Standing at the very front, Li Qingyang lightly raised his hand.
Xiao Zuiji, Ye Xingchen, and the others all spread out, each locking onto a Great Yan Sacred Sect disciple, their mouths either raising into smiles or displaying disdain.
“The match begins.”
Just then, the referee announced loudly.
“Go!”
The Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples shouted.
However, as soon as the words left their mouths, a gust of wind blew, and Su Xiaomo instantly closed in, her right leg infused with spiritual energy sweeping directly across.
Boom—
Thud thud thud!
The Great Yan Sacred Sect disciple’s arms crossed defensively as he staggered backward explosively, shock rising in his eyes.
“Step!”
Su Xiaomo strode forward with great strides, soaring into the air. Footprints immediately exploded into existence in mid-air, pressing down like an inescapable net.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Violent footprints bombarded down again and again!
That Great Yan Sacred Sect disciple could only activate his qi barrier to resist, and though he managed to dissolve them without too much danger, he was forced back more than ten steps!
“Boom!”
From another direction, an explosive sound rang out!
Xiao Zuiji, whose entire body was permeated with earth-element spiritual energy, was attacking his opponent with wide, sweeping strikes. With each attack, nearly corporeal afterimages filled the air!
“This…”
The audience all widened their eyes.
The duel had just begun, and the combat power displayed by two Eternal Sect disciples seemed not at all weaker than the Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples!
Boom—
Just then, another explosive sound came from the light screen.
Everyone looked over to see a Great Yan Sacred Sect disciple already lying in a disheveled heap at the edge of the arena.
Ye Xingchen stood before him, saying lightly, “Trash.”
“Bang!”
One kick sent him flying.
That Great Yan Sacred Sect disciple flew magnificently through the air, then crashed outside the dueling platform with a grimace!
Eliminated.
Out!
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