The first battle of the first round ended.
All twenty-five Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples were completely blasted off. Not a single Eternal Sect disciple was eliminated.
The entire Meteor Star Continent fell into absolute silence after the referee’s announcement.
At the beginning, everyone was certain that when Eternal Sect encountered Great Yan Sacred Sect, they would help the opponent advance smoothly without the slightest effort.
At the beginning, no one was optimistic about this fifth-rate sect. Even though the citizens of Qingyang Commandery cheered for them, they only hoped they could hang in there under the first-rate sect’s assault!
The result was that Great Yan Sacred Sect was completely destroyed, becoming Eternal Sect’s stepping stone, helping them advance to the second round.
Actually, they shouldn’t have shouted for Eternal Sect to hang in there.
They should have shouted for Great Yan Sacred Sect to hang in there.
Unfortunately, they didn’t hang in there. Even when executing the Great Yan Spirit Phantom Formation, they were still mercilessly crushed by Eternal Sect disciples.
This was a sad story that flowed against the current.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the light screen, fixed on that group of Eternal Sect disciples standing irregularly on the dueling platform, either sideways, arms crossed, or fists clenched, their eyes rising with deep wariness.
Freaks!
Quick, come look—a group of freaks!
The person with the most colorful expression was Duan Zishou.
When all the Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples were defeated, he had even subconsciously rubbed his eyes to confirm whether what he saw was real.
Real and valid!
Even if his own sect’s disciples encountered them, they would go all out against this first-rate sect, yet it just… lost to Eternal Sect!
Unimaginable, unbelievable!
“Hey.”
Jun Changxiao, sitting beside him, leaned back in his chair, hands supporting the back of his head, and smiled. “I hope your sect can pass the first round. That way, we’ll still have a chance to meet.”
The corners of Duan Zishou’s mouth twitched violently.
Before the battle started, he couldn’t wait to encounter Eternal Sect.
But now that even a first-rate sect had been abused to pieces, if they met in the second round, they’d definitely be in trouble!
The major sect leaders who had originally regretted not being matched with this fifth-rate sect now felt extremely fortunate they hadn’t drawn them in the first round!
So.
All contempt and mockery could only be shattered by absolute strength.
Eternal Sect’s victory over Great Yan Sacred Sect undoubtedly proved themselves to the world through action!
…
“Thud!”
At the certification hall in Southwest Yang Province, Yi Tianxing collapsed directly into the chair Elder Zhou had prepared in advance, like a deflated balloon.
His breathing was rapid, his fingers trembling violently.
No one knew how colorful this hall master’s expressions had been as Great Yan Sacred Sect disciples were sent flying one by one.
When the match ended, when the result was settled.
Only then did his little heart hanging in his throat return to its original place, and he too seemed utterly drained.
This shows that when people are under high tension, they consume a great deal of physical strength, even powerful cultivators at considerable realms find it hard to avoid!
“Hall Master…”
Elder Zhou supported the chair, saying excitedly, “We won… we won, Eternal Sect won…”
“Won, won.”
Yi Tianxing, leaning in the chair, murmured softly, then could no longer control his emotions and burst into tears.
In previous Dragon-Tiger Tournaments, the sects sent were all eliminated in the first round. This tournament’s Eternal Sect finally broke the curse and advanced to the second round—how could he not weep with joy!
Moreover.
This sect representing Southwest Yang Province in battle also created two new records!
First, a fifth-rate sect advanced to the second round!
Second, a first-rate sect was eliminated in the first round!
In previous Dragon-Tiger Tournaments, though fifth-rate sects occasionally participated, without exception they were all eliminated in the first round.
Over time.
Fifth-rate sects didn’t dare come play anymore.
As for the first-rate sects that came to participate each tournament, never mind first round elimination—not even second round elimination had ever occurred.
Today, Eternal Sect defeated Great Yan Sacred Sect, thoroughly breaking the myth of first-rate sects’ undefeated first rounds!
No wonder when the referees announced the result, the entire Meteor Star Continent fell into silence—because the two records this sect created were truly unprecedented!
“We won!”
“Eternal Sect won!”
After a brief silence, tens of millions of citizens in Qingyang Commandery shouted excitedly, many people moved to tears!
Our Southwest Yang Province was the weakest province. Every Dragon-Tiger Tournament, we only had one spot. When we went, we were just stepping stones for other sects to advance to the second round!
Our Qingyang Commandery was only ninth-rank, not regarded by martial artists from higher-ranked commanderies.
It didn’t matter!
We had Eternal Sect!
They represented Southwest Yang Province, represented Qingyang Commandery, and defeated a first-rate sect like deities—that was already enough!
Tens of millions of martial artists and citizens looked at the light screen, at those Eternal Sect disciples standing scattered, their spines straighter than ever before, their faces showing wild joy and also pride!
“Eternal Sect, mighty!”
“Eternal Sect, mighty!”
Angry shouts tore through Qingyang Commandery’s sky, transmitting toward more distant directions.
Conversely.
At Ironbone Mountain, at Eternal Sect.
Though the disciples were happy, they didn’t display such madness, because for their senior brothers to defeat first-rate sect disciples was normal operation.
…
“Very strong!”
“How did they cultivate!”
“If we encounter them, there will definitely be a fierce battle!”
The disciples from various sects who hadn’t yet appeared stared solemnly at that group of Eternal Sect disciples walking down from the dueling platform one after another.
Defeating Great Yan Sacred Sect had already drawn sufficient attention from these sect geniuses!
“Everyone!”
Suddenly, a voice came from above.
Everyone looked up in unison to see Jun Changxiao appearing before the array again, grinning at the camera. “These are this Seat’s disciples. If you join Eternal Sect, you’ll become as strong as them too!”
“…” Everyone’s mouths twitched.
“What are you waiting for!”
“Action speaks louder than hesitation—”
The last few words came out with a voice crack, mainly because he was too far from the array and had to shout loudly.
“Swish! Swish!”
Two Martial Emperors from the organizers grabbed Jun Changxiao, then pressed him into his seat. They also didn’t leave, instead standing before him with arms crossed.
This treatment was quite special.
“I say, you two.”
Jun Changxiao collapsed. “With so many people here, stop always staring at me!”
The major sect leaders’ mouths twitched.
If they didn’t watch him, the moment they let their guard down, he’d fly up to advertise. Who the hell could stand that!
…
“Let’s go, let’s go.”
Martial artists in various provincial cities, seeing the array light screen dim, all stood up to leave, secretly deciding to come early tomorrow to occupy better positions for watching.
“Buzz!”
However, before people could evacuate, the previously dimmed array light screen lit up again.
Jun Changxiao’s handsome face appeared again, then he smoothed his hair and smiled. “Everyone, Hu Hansan has returned!”
“…”
Martial artists across the entire continent collectively petrified.
“Pft!”
The two Martial Emperors from the organizers saw the projection array suddenly activate, that shameless person appearing in the camera again, and immediately spat out their drinks. The chopsticks in their hands also fell.
Wasn’t the array shut down!
How did it activate again!
The two didn’t bother thinking about it. They hurriedly flew out the window, then approached Jun Changxiao, who was passionately promoting his sect, each grabbing an arm and pulling him back, while shouting, “Quickly shut down the array!”
Several array grandmasters below were sweating profusely as they worked to communicate with the projection array. Finally, after considerable effort, they managed to shut it down again.
Advertising to the point of hijacking the array.
Sect Master Jun.
You’re truly conscienceless!
However.
This also sounded an alarm for the organizers.
They hurriedly dispatched dozens of array grandmasters overnight to perform multiple reinforcements and establish firewalls on the projection array, guarding against it being hacked again.
Not only that.
To prevent that shameless person from doing things that disrupted the tournament and forcibly advertised, City Lord Han deployed several more Martial Emperors.
The next day.
Jun Changxiao had just sat down in the observation seats.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Ten burly brothers quickly surrounded him.
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched. “You guys move aside. I need to visit the privy.”
“We’ll accompany you!” the ten Martial Emperors shouted in unison.
City Lord Han’s task was simple: definitely watch this guy closely, absolutely cannot let him take the opportunity to fly up to the projection array.
“Fine.”
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair. “I can hold it a while longer.”
…
Buzz!
The projection array activated again.
On the light screen, the one hundred sects that advanced to the second round entered one after another, driving intense shouts.
When Eternal Sect disciples appeared, quite a few on-site audience members also cheered.
Yesterday’s upset victory over a first-rate sect made them acknowledge this fifth-rate sect and willingly become fans to cheer them on!
Each sect took their positions.
City Lord Han also didn’t waste words, directly entering the main topic, having disciple representatives draw lots to select second round opponents.
“Please don’t draw Eternal Sect, please don’t draw Eternal Sect!”
A sect disciple representative walked to the front stage, standing before the drawing box, silently chanting.
Yesterday he still wanted to draw them; today he didn’t want to draw them. This psychological change was quite significant!
“Swish!”
Reach in, pull out.
The placard showed a sect that wasn’t Eternal Sect, immediately making this disciple breathe a long sigh of relief.
“Senior Sister…”
“You go.”
“Alright.”
Li Qingyang walked over again.
Having gone through one drawing, he could already face it calmly.
But disciples from other sects became nervous and anxious, silently praying in their hearts not to draw their own sect!
“Swish!”
Li Qingyang raised his hand, withdrew his hand.
“Eternal Sect’s second round opponent is—”
City Lord Han probably also knew this emerging sect was very topical, so he deliberately drew out the tone before announcing, “Golden Phoenix Sacred Sect!”
“Good, good!”
The sects that weren’t selected immediately breathed long sighs of relief.
However, Duan Zishou, sitting in the VIP observation seats, was immediately dumbfounded.
So many sects.
Why did they have to select his own!
This matter was something Great Yan Sacred Sect, already eliminated, was also pondering. So many sects—why did they specifically draw themselves first!
“Old brother.”
Jun Changxiao, through the tiny gap left by several Martial Emperors, grinned. “Finally got your wish.”
“…” Duan Zishou’s mouth twitched.
Of course, he couldn’t maintain a pessimistic attitude, but straightened his back and sneered coldly, “Encountering my Golden Phoenix Sacred Sect, your Eternal Sect’s dark horse journey ends here!”
“Really?”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin.
…
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
The opponent selection segment was still continuing, but from Eternal Sect’s area, crackling bone sounds were already transmitting.
Su Xiaomo was shaking her head, rotating her wrists, the corners of her mouth hanging with a sinister smile.
Li Fei, Tian Qi, and the others were also doing pre-battle warm-ups, their ears unanimously echoing the sect master’s repeated instructions from last night: “If you encounter Golden Phoenix Sacred Sect, abuse them to death for this Seat!”
Keywords.
Abuse them to death!
City Lord Han fully considered topicality.
After the drawing ceremony ended, he announced loudly, “Second round, first battle, Eternal Sect versus Golden Phoenix Sacred Sect!”
“Swish!”
Li Qingyang stood up, waving his sleeve. “Go to battle!”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Xiao Zuiji, Su Xiaomo, and the others clenched their fists, then gracefully ascended the martial arena.
“Whoosh whoosh—”
They stood on the platform, tilting their heads to look toward the approaching Golden Phoenix Sacred Sect disciples, releasing powerful auras as if instantly turning completely black, their eyes flashing sinister red light.
Seeing this, Duan Zishou’s heart immediately skipped a beat.
“Their eyes are so scary!”
The audience also felt their hair stand on end.
Those Golden Phoenix Sacred Sect disciples walking over were also terrified. At this moment, using “Panicked Sacred Sect” to describe them was most appropriate!
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