In the martial arts field, Yang Mu looked around. In this crowd, Yang Mu felt that there were at least a dozen Xiantian masters.
In fact, Yang Mu was not confident that he could completely hide his cultivation, but now Yang Mu did not care that others could see his cultivation.
This was because Deng Tong had obtained a round bead from somewhere and told Yang Mu that as long as Yang Mu carried this round bead with him and injected a little of his true energy into the round bead, he could change his cultivation to whatever level he wanted. He also confidently told Yang Mu that wearing this round bead would definitely be able to hide it from a master of the Xiantian realm.
When Yang Mu recalled Deng Tong's pained expression when he gave him this bead, he knew that this bead was definitely something good.
Deng Tong had specifically instructed him to return Yang Mu to him once the competition was over.
After Yang Mu obtained this item, he tried it out. It was just as Deng Tong had said. After he infused his own genuine Qi into the bead, he could feel an extremely powerful force from it. This kind of force could not even be compared to Yang Mu's current strength.
It was just that Yang Mu could not use this power at all. Otherwise, Deng Tong would not have given such a good thing to Yang Mu for the sake of the Western Branch.
After Yang Mu injected his Zhen Qi, according to the method taught by Deng Tong, the bead could simulate the strength of Zhen Qi of a Houtian expert and cover the entire person. Others could only see the aura of a Houtian expert from Yang Mu's body, but they would not be able to tell that he was actually a Xiantian expert.
Apart from this effect, Yang Mu didn't know anything else about the bead. He also didn't know how much Deng Tong knew, but he probably didn't know much. After all, his cultivation was already the same as Yang Mu's.
Yang Mu faintly decided that this bead was definitely not that simple. It was just that he was not sure what function it had.
After Deng Tong led everyone here, he had everyone wait at the side. He then walked towards the seven or eight elders at the side. They were all Inborn experts, and there were also branch schools.
Yang Mu slowly looked at the contestants of the four major branches. Now, the Houtian experts were no longer in Yang Mu's eyes, so Yang Mu was looking for the Xiantian experts that Deng Tong had mentioned.
Suddenly, Yang Mu's eyes stopped on a young man. This young man looked to be in his twenties. He was wearing a fiery red robe, and his eyes were full of vigor. He carried a red long sword on his back, and his long hair fluttered behind him. This person clearly had the aura of the Houtian realm, but it gave Yang Mu a very strange feeling. This person actually gave Yang Mu a very dangerous feeling. Yang Mu was already a master of the Xiantian realm. Although his state of mind had not caught up with his cultivation, how could he say... He wouldn't feel any danger from a Postliminary Realm expert?
Yang Mu remembered this person.
Looking away, Yang Mu saw a young girl who was completely different from the young man just now. This girl was covered with a veil and wore a snow-white robe. Her hair was coiled behind her back, and she looked exceptionally elegant. Her body also emitted a faint aura of a Postliminary Realm expert.
The reason why Yang Mu noticed her was because she saw the woman standing there alone. No one was around her, and she didn't know why.
After Yang Mu looked at everyone, only the man and woman in the fiery red robe and the snow-white robe caught his attention. As for the others, he didn't even pay attention to the hibiscus rhinoceros he had seen before.
At this moment, the dozen or so elders on Deng Tong's side had dispersed. Deng Tong returned to Yang Mu and the others.
" Alright, just now, the headquarters informed us that this competition is different from the past. It's not a one-on-one fight, but a free-for-all. The final winner will be the first place, and this free-for-all is no ordinary free-for-all. The first place would have a rich reward, and the others would also have some rewards.”
"A chaotic battle? A chaotic battle…"
Yang Mu slowly smiled. A chaotic battle was much simpler and saved time.
Deng Tong then led everyone back to the inn. As the competition had been changed to a free-for-all, the Headmaster Jue had decided to postpone it. Moreover, the location of the competition was not within the Headmaster, but Qingshui Lake in the east of Zhongjing City. Qingshui Lake had a circumference of eight hundred miles, and in the middle was a small island with a circumference of about ten miles. The island was densely forested, and there were also some low-level wild beasts. It only took half a day to get to Qingshui Lake by horse.
Meanwhile, the main school had sent five groups of people and five boats to lead the five groups of participating schools, including the main school, to take different boats to the island at different locations. In order to ensure that everyone boarded the island at the same time, the main school had specially set a sailing time for them. This way, it was guaranteed that the participants would arrive at the same time.
After returning to the inn, Deng Tong took out a drawing. On the drawing was a golden box. Deng Tong asked everyone to remember the appearance of this box.
"The purpose of this free-for-all battle on the island is to snatch this box. This box is on a stone platform in the middle of the island. After you go ashore, you must get this box as soon as possible and stay on the island for three days. After three days, a ship will be sent to pick you up.”Deng Tong said slowly.
Then, he looked at Yang Mu.
"Yang Mu, you must get me first place!”
Yang Mu smiled bitterly and nodded. Duan Chong and the others beside him also nodded. They knew from Deng Tong's notice that Yang Mu was already a Xiantian expert. It should not be a problem for him to get first place. Naturally, they did not have any objections.
"En, although this is a competition, firstly, you won't be restricted on the island. In order to obtain the box, I'm afraid that someone will do anything. It's hard to say if their lives are in danger. I wonder what the main school is thinking this time! In order to ensure fairness, there were four Innate Masters from the main school and four Innate Masters from the branch schools guarding the eight directions of the island. In order to prevent bloodshed, each of you will be given a messenger sword. If anyone can't hold on during the competition and wants to forfeit, or if they encounter any life-threatening danger, you can release the messenger sword. We will send someone to lead the person who forfeited.”
As he spoke, Deng Tong took out five one-foot-long stick-shaped objects from a large cloth bag. Yang Mu took a closer look. Weren't these fireworks from his hometown?
After teaching everyone how to use it, Deng Tong noticed that Duan Chong and the others were not in high spirits. He frowned slightly and continued,"Don't be discouraged. Although there's a Xiantian master like Yang Mu participating this time and you don't have much hope of getting first place, but fighting for the honor of our school, your face is also proud. Moreover, I forgot to tell you that there are several Xiantian spirit weapons on the island this time.”
"What is it? Connate spirit weapons, are you still counting?" Everyone was in an uproar.
What was an Innate Spiritual Weapon? It was a weapon with great power. If an ordinary expert at the peak of level seven had an Innate Spiritual Weapon in his hand, he would definitely be able to compete with a Houtian expert. This showed how powerful it was.
"That's right. They are connate spirit weapons. I'm not very sure how many exactly. There should be at least five of these spirit weapons because each of our western branch schools contributed one.”
Everyone seemed to understand. No wonder there were so many precious items. It turned out that everyone had contributed. In the thousands of years of history of the Great Yu martial arts, it was normal for a few innate spiritual weapons to be passed down.
Everyone couldn't help but be tempted. It didn't matter if they couldn't get first place. As long as they found a connate spirit weapon, it would definitely be worth it.
For a moment, they were all filled with fighting spirit.
Deng Tong nodded his head in satisfaction. Innate spirit weapons might be divine weapons in the eyes of ordinary people, but they were still collected by some families or forces that had been passed down for thousands of years. At the very least, Deng Tong, the vice-principal of the western branch, had a low-grade connate spirit weapon.
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