"Silence."
"Everyone, it's finally time for the Gui Yuan Sect's annual Outer Sect Competition. Our Gui Yuan Sect has been through 3,672 years!”
As they were talking, Luo Rulie, the Sect Leader of Gui Yuan Sect's VIP Spectator Stand, stood up and began his speech.
Luo Rulie did not waste any time and went straight to the point.
"This time, the outer sect competition is the same as before. It's divided into ten competition zones and will be held in a draw mode.
The draw had its own division and number. Whichever division was drawn was the division. It could not be changed privately.
In each division, there were 500 numbers from No. 1 to No. 500.
The person who drew number 1 would compete one-on-one with number 500, number 2 without number 499 would compete, number 3 without number 498 would compete, number 4 without number 497 would compete, and so on.
If there was no opponent in the middle, it would be a bye and they would automatically enter the next round.
Only the final ten would be qualified to enter the finals and enter the outer disciple ranking competition.
The final match was not a promotion match.
Instead, it was done in the form of points. Winning a match earned one point, a draw did not count as points, and losing a match deducted one point.
Until the top 100 disciples of the outer sect competition were decided, the rewards would be distributed.
In addition, the rules of the competition were very simple. Other than not allowing the use of any medicinal pills and weapons other than personal weapons such as thunderbolt bullets, there was also not allowing intentional killing.
My Guiyun Sect is a righteous sect, we should stop at the limit.
Those who violate the rules will be lightly punished and lose the qualification to participate in the competition. If it's serious, they will be abandoned and expelled from the sect. I hope everyone can take care of themselves!”
The rules of the competition sounded simple.
However, Chen Tian knew that it was not easy at all.
The ranking competition was still alright, but they were able to catch a pair to advance.
500 disciples sounded like a lot, but it would not take many rounds to advance.
However, in the finals, although there seemed to be only 100 people, basically everyone would be up against each other.
In other words, this would be a tug-of-war, with everyone fighting at least a hundred rounds.
Whether it was physical strength or willpower, it was a huge test.
Especially those who didn't know how to conserve energy in the early stages.
In the later stages, his stamina was exhausted.
Even if you are stronger than the other party, you will probably lose.
"Alright, that's all the rules of the competition. I believe that everyone is already impatient. Let's cut the crap and let the outer sect competition officially begin.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the martial arts square was once again in an uproar. Countless outer sect disciples rushed to the drawing stage.
" Zone 3, number 168!"
" Zone 9, number 413!"
" Zone 1, number 88!"
" Zone 7, No. 3!"
..............
Soon, all the disciples participating in the outer sect competition received their number tags.
"Zone 6, No. 111."
Chen Tian frowned as he held the lot in his hand.
Because just now, he saw the second ranked outer sect disciple, Traceless Sword Liu Ying, and the number one genius of the Gui Yuan Sect outer sect, Nie Yun. They were both in this competition zone.
This did not mean that he was afraid of the two of them.
Even if he encountered the two of them, he was not afraid at all.
However, this would undoubtedly consume a large amount of his physical strength and even expose his true strength.
This was a match in the later stages of the qualifying competition.
It was very disadvantageous.
"Forget it. Since we're here, we should take it as it is. If we really encounter them, then we can only blame their luck.”
Chen Tian thought to himself.
On the other side, Luo Rulie spoke again when he saw that the disciples had finished drawing lots.
"Disciples who have obtained No. 1 and No. 500, please come on stage. The Great Outer Sect Competition is about to begin.”
Number 500 was an unknown disciple in the eighth layer of Body Refining Tier.
"You can leave. With your strength, you're not my match at all.”
At this moment, Nie Yun had clearly become much calmer after experiencing his defeat against Chu Ya.
He walked onto the stage and said indifferently.
It wasn't that he looked down on the other party, but the difference in strength was two levels. If he didn't have any powerful ultimate techniques, he might not even be able to withstand one move from him.
After all, not everyone was Chen Tian.
It was not that there were no geniuses who could fight above their levels, but it was very rare, especially those who were two levels higher. Moreover, the opponent was a famous genius.
It was obvious that this disciple at the eighth level of body tempering was not such a person.
"I know, but I also want to see the gap between myself and the number one genius in the outer sect.”
The disciple in the eighth layer of Body Refining Tier was pale, but he still gritted his teeth.
He also knew that he was no match for Nie Yun. However, if he did not even have the courage to attack, then his path of martial arts would be cut off.
"Alright, in that case, I'll do as you wish.”
"Boom!"
Nie Yun did not use any martial arts techniques. He simply punched out.
"Human Rank Intermediate Martial Skill, Full Arm Fist!”
Not daring to be careless, the disciple at the eighth layer of Body Refining Tier shouted loudly. His body rose from the ground and his fist met the attack.
Boom!
As expected, the disciple at the eighth level of body tempering was sent flying out of the arena by Nie Yun's punch.
"Nie Yunsheng."
Below the stage.
"Ahem."
He knew that there was a huge gap between him and Nie Yun, but he did not expect it to be this big.
He couldn't even take a casual move from him.
"Brother, don't think too much. In fact, with your strength, if it was any other time, you would have no problem advancing to the first three rounds. You can only blame your bad luck for meeting Nie Yun in the first round.”
Seeing the gloomy face of the disciple at the eighth level of body tempering, his friend quickly helped him up and comforted him.
"A new book."
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。