C642 The Battle Had Begun
C642 The Battle Had Begun
Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle had gathered the strongest hundred great sects in the north of Grand Shang Empire. However, the hundred great sects were still divided into different grades according to the strength of each sect. The quota allocated by Grand Shang Empire was also different. It was impossible for a grade eight Sect to have a hundred people participating in the battle. As for the dignified Holy Land Of Martial Arts, he only had a small number of people participating in the battle. Otherwise, it would be a direct slap to Holy Land Of Martial Arts's face. Holy Land Of Martial Arts was the strongest force in the Grand Shang Empire, even if it was the Grand Shang Empire. Give them some face, too!
After becoming a Grade Nine Great Sects, the number of spots allocated to the Holy Ji Sect had been reduced by more than half. From the original thousand geniuses, the number of spots allocated to the Holy Ji Sect had dropped to three hundred. This number wasn't small, but it was far from enough to be allocated to the Holy Ji Sect. If even the geniuses of the Total Faction weren't enough, then what was the point of some of the geniuses from the various departments!!
Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle was the strongest feast amongst the young generation in the north. At the same time, it was also a once in a lifetime opportunity for him to jump over the dragon gate. It had to be known that the rewards given to him by Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle every year were more than ten million times better than the rewards given by the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition. Especially the rewards given to him by the top ten, even some Top-Level Emperor warriors would go crazy for him!
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that as long as he could enter the top ten, he would most likely be able to step into the Top-Level Emperor in the future. He might even be able to comprehend a trace of the secrets of the Ancestor and become a quasi Emperor!
In the eyes of the upper echelons of Holy Ji Sect, the genius of the headquarters was their own son. The disciples of the eight great academies were merely concubines' concubines. They were far less important than the sons of their own sons. They were able to take out ten quotas at once. This was completely unimaginable!!
In addition to the generous rewards from the previous years, all the leaders really wanted to raise their middle fingers and shout at Ye Xiao. [Holy sh * t!]
They were both from the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition, so how could the gap between them be so huge? Is there still justice in this world?!
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In the middle of the square.
The two hundred and forty participating geniuses were flushed red and their breathing was rapid. The rewards this year were too generous. As long as they could win one round, this trip would be worth it. The eyes of those Peerless Evildoer were also burning with passion and determination, "The first place on the list. I, the young lady, am determined to get it!"
A million Low Grade Spirit Crystals, even if it was them. . . Without the accumulation of two to three thousand years, it would be very difficult to store them. As for the opportunity to cultivate in the Lightning Spirit Pool, it was something that could only be chanced upon by luck. As long as they had such a great opportunity, they would truly be able to catch up to the various top tier monsters in the headquarters. Only then would they have the chance to compete for Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle. Otherwise. . . With their current strength, they wanted to get a good ranking for Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle half a year later. It was almost impossible, let alone the top ten. Even the top hundred was extremely uncertain. The Saints of the various Sacred Grounds, Holy Virgin, did not have an undeserved reputation!!
Although they were one of the best in the various academies, Monster Genius, they were placed in the top five provinces in the north. In the eighteen Zhongzhou and seventy-two provinces, even if they were nothing, they could still barely be considered geniuses of a region!
"The strongest foundation of the Holy Ji Sect? Not bad, not bad. It should be enough for me to break through to the intermediate King Stage. . . " Yang Fann's eyes lit up. After mastering the Five-elemental Demon God Battle Body. . . Its foundation has increased by more than ten times, and the difficulty of breaking through has increased exponentially. This was the perfect time for him to come to the Lightning Spirit Pool, otherwise. . . He would have to rely on his regular cultivation, even if he had to directly devour the Spiritual Crystal. Without a few years, or even longer. Yang Fann might not even be able to break through to the intermediate King Stage.
As for the geniuses of the other seven academies, they were completely ignored by Yang Fann. With just those rotten eggs and sweet potatoes, how could they compete with him for the first place?
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"Alright! I've already told you the exact rewards. Now, follow me!" Qin Ke. First Elder Ye moved his hands and drew a mysterious trajectory.
In the next moment. . .
A teleportation gate with colorful lights appeared in everyone's sight.
"Rumble!" "Rumble rumble rumble rumble!" Rumble! . . .
Bright Glazed Lights burst forth from the seven-colored Light Doors, illuminating the entire Nine States. It was like the legendary Door of the Gods that led to the Kingdom of the Gods!!
In the time it takes to breathe!!
Under the lead of Ye Da Elder, the two hundred and forty monster prodigies turned into streams of light and shot into the seven-colored Light Doors!!
Academy Lord's experts in the surroundings were also not slow. After following the group of geniuses, they shot toward the seven-colored Light Door like lightning!
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Stellar Transposition, Space-Time Transference!
Three breaths later. . . .
Two hundred and forty participating geniuses appeared on top of a large Martial Arena. One would discover that the entire Martial Arena had been carefully divided into over a hundred small arenas. Around the Martial Arena were rows of stone steps. However, at this moment, on the stone steps. . . With a rough look, it was already filled with people. Even without ten million, there were still five million. Furthermore, none of them were weak. Basically, they were all Martial Lord warriors. Among the ten of them, there was usually a king. Even the quasi emperor, and even the real Emperor Sovereign. . . There were many of them!
Most of these people were from the Ji Yang Courtyard, and some of them were from the major powers in the Yangji Province. The Ji Yang Courtyard would never let go of any opportunity to show off their muscles!!
In the northeast of the square stands, there was an obvious open space. Moreover, the seats on it were obviously of a higher grade than other places. All of them were covered with precious beast skins, and there were even some beautiful maids serving them. This was specially prepared for the people of the seven great academies and the head examiner. As the host, the Ji Yang Courtyard. . . Whether or not they thought highly of the other academies. . . However, they still had to do some face engineering.
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Soon, the silent square stands became lively, and the sounds of discussions rose and fell.
"These are the two hundred and forty chosen ones from the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition participating in this year's competition? En, not bad, not bad. Compared to the previous batch, this quality was much stronger. As expected of the strongest batch in ten thousand years!! "
" I wonder who the champion of this year's Martial Meeting will fall to? Will the Ji Yang Courtyard still be the one to lead the limelight? "
"That goes without saying. Hai Wuya and Senior Brother are the strongest. Among the youths of the eight courtyards, who will be a match for me, Hai Wuya and Senior Brother? The champion of this year's First Martial Meeting will still belong to my Ji Yang Courtyard!!"
"Hmph! He wasn't afraid that the wind would blow his tongue. Our Starry School's Situ Xingtian Senior Brother is the strongest. Just watch, Situ Senior Brother will definitely beat Hai Wuya until he cries for his mother! "
"What does Situ Starry Sky count as? Hai Wuya Senior Brother is invincible!"
"Hai Wuya, although Situ Starry Sky is strong, the Sunrise Courtyard's Young Master Nine Yang isn't someone to be trifled with!"
"There's also the Divine Sword Courtyard's Little Sword-god, Jian Jingyun, and the Holy Demon Courtyard's Heavenly Enchantress and Fang Qingxue, both of them are Peerless Evildoer, who is rarely seen!"
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At this moment. . .
A sudden exclamation attracted the attention of many people.
"F * ck! That kid is also a participant prodigy? Is there a mistake? Even a puny lower King like him dared to participate in the Martial Meeting. This is ridiculous!!"
"Just which courtyard is this kid from? Even if he's just making up the numbers, he shouldn't be so reckless!!"
"Even if he brought the world to see the world and walked the field, he wouldn't do such a thing!!!"
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The Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition was held once every five hundred years, and it was held once every year. It wasn't as if there weren't any courtyards that specially brought some juniors who weren't even 500 years old to see the world and accumulate experience. They were hoping to achieve a good result in the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition, but those people were at least at the upper Monarch Cultivation. However, just like this young man in front of me, a mere lower Monarch Cultivation is participating in this competition. This was definitely the first time in history!
"I know, this kid is from Northern Wasteland Courtyard, and he's said to be the last disciple of Academy Lord and Dongfang Sheng!"
"No wonder. There is someone behind him! But this Dongfang Sheng is really getting more and more alive. Even if he wants to play favorites and cheat, he can't be so obvious!"
" No wonder Northern Wasteland Courtyard is declining. Every year, it's getting worse. With Academy Lord around, how can we not go downhill? "
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At this moment. . .
Elder Ye once again looked down at the two hundred and forty participating geniuses and said, "This is the Martial Arts Competition venue for all of you. Identity tokens will be distributed now!!"
The next moment. . .
Numerous palm-sized golden nameplates shot out explosively from the Grand Elder's body like raindrops, and they accurately fell into the hands of the two hundred and forty participating geniuses. This identity token was very simple, and it didn't have any decorative patterns on it. It merely had a simple number carved onto it, like the nameplate in Yang Fann's hand. There was only a single number, 118. . .
"Alright, I announce the start of the 1,368th batch of the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition, and the various arenas will draw battle nameplates. . . "
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