Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

On the battling platform, Lin Ji had finally defeated his opponent, and Jiang Heng's second opponent had also been defeated by him.    

But the situation was not looking good. The ones sent out by Dragon Head Peak were not the top geniuses of the Dragon Head Peak Faction, but the ones with relatively outstanding strength.    

It was difficult for Lin Ji and Jiang Heng to last more than two hours under the onslaught of these people.    

Under normal circumstances, with Lin Ji and Jiang Heng's strength, passing the first round was a piece of cake. After all, there were quite a few spots in the eight hundred. With their strength, it would not be difficult for them to grab a spot each.    

But now that they were being targeted, the situation was completely different.    

Lin Ji's third opponent became a Dragon Head Peak Ranker, a guy who was at the peak of the sixth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage and had a strength comparable to Lin Ji.    

The two of them faced each other for a while before each of them made a move. Lin Ji's Astral Energy transformed into Ancient Wood, and he slashed out a Superior Grade Spirit Weapon with starlight at its starting point.    

The Universal Sword Technique was a sword technique that was extremely compatible with the 'Black Star Art'. This sword technique seemed dreamlike under Lin Ji's display, but it was also as vast as the stars, suppressing the opponent. The number of Astral Energy floating above Lin Ji was also filled with an abundant amount of starlight, like a huge tree that could carry tens of thousands of stars, containing a great amount of power.    

Seeing this scene, Chen Yu knew that Lin Ji no longer held back his strength and went all out.    

This scene also attracted a lot of people's attention. With no particularly eye-catching genius appearing on the 800-year arena, Lin Ji's performance could be said to be extremely eye-catching. His opponent, the disciple at the sixth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage, summoned an ice phoenix Spiritual Soul.    

All of a sudden, the Spiritual Soul in Lin Ji's body flew up. Tens of thousands of stars condensed into a sword, and a sword hung from the river of stars. Its powerful aura soared to the sky, mighty and endless.    

His opponent, the one who stood out among the Dragon Head Peak disciples, had his defense broken by Lin Ji's sword, which sent him flying off the stage.    

Under the arena, many exclamations of surprise broke out.    

Lin Ji's full strength transformed into the Star River Sword Technique, which was breathtaking.    

For the next ten minutes, no one challenged Lin Ji.    

On the other side, Jiang Heng also met a strong enemy, a Dragon Head Peak disciple at the sixth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

It was obvious that in order to deal with the Polar Extreme Peak Faction, other than the strongest person, Xu Renfeng, his profound strength had been used up.    

Then, Chen Yu saw, not even waiting for the opponent to make a move, Jiang Heng shouted to the referee at the side of the sparring platform and walked off the stage.    

"He admitted defeat?" Chen Yu was slightly stunned for a moment and then immediately reacted, secretly praising Jiang Heng's cleverness in his heart.    

The first round of the Large Competition hadn't started for long. If one admitted defeat on this arena, one could choose another arena to fight on.    

Following Jiang Heng's admission of defeat, the Dragon Head Peak disciple who took away Jiang Heng's arena revealed a trace of anger and embarrassment. However, it was not easy for him to immediately leave the arena. After all, he had to wait for the next challenger to take the stage before he could admit defeat!    

Right at this moment, an enormous aura rose and a dragon's shadow emerged from one of the eight hundred battle arenas.    

Chen Yu turned his head to look. On a fighting stage in the northwest direction, a Three-jaw Red Dragon was thrown down from the sky and a shadow of a dragon was thrown out. The shadow of the dragon was surrounded by flowing flames, it was extremely dazzling.    

Below the dragon shadow, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. He was tall and straight and had an arrogant expression on his face. As his white robe fluttered in the wind, he could be said to be extremely eye-catching.    

Faang Jian'ge of the Fire Spirit Body made his move and took over the arena master spot.    

In the vast Thousand-zhang Plateau, discussions, exclamations, admiration, and jealousy unceasingly resounded.    

"The main peak, Faang Jian'ge, has already been set up on this stage. Is there anyone who wants to challenge him?" A man and a dragon occupied the arena. Faang Jian'ge suddenly spoke, his voice clear and filled with arrogance.    

"I've long heard of the name of Shidi Fang's genius, the might of the dragon's soul, and the power of the lion's peak!" A figure jumped up from the viewing platform. With the help of dense Spiritual Energy, he crossed over a hundred feet and landed in the gap between the arenas. He then rushed towards the arena where Faang Jian'ge was at.    

Judging from his aura, Yang Guan Yuan's strength far surpassed Faang Jian'ge's, and reached the sixth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

However, Faang Jian'ge's Spiritual Soul was too strong, and no one believed that Faang Jian'ge would lose.    

The two of them exchanged blows very quickly. Faang Jian'ge, Danyang Guan Yuan, stabbed out with his sword, and after displaying his sharp sword technique, he only sneered.    

Yang Guan's sword slashed at the dragon claw.    

A dragon's roar resounded, and flames surged out, enveloping Yang Guan. A hungry tiger Spiritual Soul rose up from Yang Guan's body, but as soon as the Spiritual Soul appeared, it broke and turned into mist, as he flew backwards and landed on the arena.    

In a single move, Yang Guan, who was at the sixth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage and five levels higher than Faang Jian'ge, was defeated, and was not a match for Faang Jian'ge!    

Countless exclamations resounded, the entire Thousand-zhang Plateau was in an uproar.    

Three-jaw Red Dragon were too strong, unstoppable, and could not be blocked by any Spiritual Soul, nor was it something that a middle stage Spirit Accumulation Stage warrior could withstand.    

Watching the strike from the Three-jaw Red Dragon, Chen Yu's face was as dark as water, but his eyes were cold, and killing intent boiled in his heart.    

The scene at the Myriad Spirit Palace back then was as though it was right before his eyes. Chen Yu still remembered the heavy injuries he suffered when he was abandoned halfway through the fusion with the Three-jaw Red Dragon, as well as the oath he made to kill the Spiritual Soul at that time.    

However, Chen Yu still sat there without moving.    

After the Yang Monastery lost, no one dared to compete against Faang Jian'ge. After all, no one was willing to compete against Faang Jian'ge for the eight hundred spots.    

Faang Jian'ge stood arrogantly on the arena, looking down on the crowd and looking down on everyone.    

After a few minutes, many figures walked off the platform and headed for the 800-high platform.    

The top disciples of the Large Competition had finally taken their places.    

As for Chen Yu, he remained seated.    

On the viewing platform where Small Blue Peak was located, Du Jueqing stared at Chen Yu and gnashed his teeth: "This guy is afraid, he doesn't dare to go up and fight. I want to see how long he can last!"    

"Feng, are you worried?" On the best spot on the Dragon Head Peak viewing platform, a voice sounded. The old man who opened his mouth had a Qi as deep as the abyss, his eyes were like lightning, and his imposing aura was deep and profound. It was Zong Yan.    

"No, Martial Uncle!" Beside Zong Yan, a thirty-one to twelve year old, resolute looking man who was resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened them, looked towards the area where the Polar Extreme Peak was located, retracted his gaze and said: "That surnamed Chen still hasn't come down, he's obviously going to wait until the last eight hundred places where there aren't many left, this kind of little intelligence is quite lacking!"    

"It's good as long as you can see through that little bastard's thoughts!" Zong Yan nodded his head and said, "Even Zong Zhen was easily defeated by that little bastard. We can only rely on you for the Dragon Head Peak's younger generation, no matter what, you must sever all hope for the Polar Extreme Peak's lineage, and remove their Polar Extreme Peak from existence. As for the grudge between that little bastard killing Junior Brother Yi and my Dragon Head Peak disciple, I will make him pay with his life sooner or later! "    

"Don't worry, Martial Uncle!" Xu Renfeng said lightly, "Junior Zong Zhen has already told me the entire process of his fight. As long as he doesn't get too close to me, defeating him will be an easy task!"    

At the same time, in the area where Cyan Sun Peak were located, Situ Lan suddenly took a step forward and walked down the viewing platform.    

"Junior Sister, are we not waiting for that guy anymore?" A man with an illustrious bearing and mysterious aura spoke out.    

"We're not waiting!" Situ Lan paused in her steps, glanced at Chen Yu from a distance and said, "If he can't pass the first round, it means that he is not worthy to be my opponent. If he can pass the first round and enter the second and third rounds, I will have the possibility of meeting him again!"    

"What if we don't meet?" Another man with a similar aura said.    

"Then I'll look for him next time!" Situ Lan's expression was calm. "Just as my father said, he is the person I must defeat. Only by defeating him can I defeat myself!"    

As time passed, as the inner court disciples could not help themselves from participating in the competition, a sweeping scene began on the 800 arenas. The geniuses easily fought for the competition and then easily swept off the challengers' seats one by one.    

On Lin Ji's side, after resting on the stage for around ten or so minutes, the Dragon Head Peak disciples went up to challenge him again. After consecutively defeating five or six Dragon Head Peak disciples, Lin Ji had been on the stage for nearly an hour. At this moment, a burly figure rushed onto the stage, emitting an overbearing imposing manner.    

The number two person in Dragon Head Peak's younger generation, Xue Zhan Feng, took action against Lin Ji.    

Chen Yu immediately knew that Lin Ji wouldn't be able to pass the first round.    

Sure enough, five minutes later, Lin Ji was submerged by Xue Zhan Feng's overbearing fist aura. During this period of time, the arbitration for his sparring platform was interrupted a bit. Lin Ji probably wanted Lin Ji to stop struggling, but he still could not retreat.    

Finally, the sword light in Lin Ji's hand shattered. He spat out blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up. As for Xue Zhan Feng, he was also injured. He was slashed in the chest and he wasn't too injured, but he had some effect on his battle power.    

Lin Ji lost, lost under the rotation of the Dragon Head Peak disciples that were going against him.    

Chen Yu's eyes flashed and became cold. Then, he looked at another corner.    

On a stage in the corner, Jiang Heng was fighting with a Small Blue Peak disciple. He held the advantage but did not defeat him, controlling the situation.    

Chen Yu remembered that this was the fourth fighting stage that Jiang Heng had occupied. In front of him were the three fighting stages. By using this method, he made it so that the three strong hands of the Dragon Head Peak disciples couldn't escape and began to defend the arena.    

However, it was still unknown whether Jiang Heng could pass the first round or not, it all depended on luck.    

Suddenly, a rune flashed on the center of the 800-meter arena. A dense layer of Essence Qi enveloped the entire arena. On the platform, Faang Jian'ge smiled and walked through the barrier to get off.    

The closing of the arena meant that Faang Jian'ge had successfully defended the arena and advanced to the second round!    

Chen Yu slowly stood up and stared at the eight hundred arena.    

A few minutes later, a second spiritual light flashed and another sealed Yuan Qi barrier appeared on top of a martial arena.    

The second disciple to pass the first round had appeared.    

Very quickly, spirit lights began to light up one after another, and Essence Qi began to cover every single one of them, sealing off every single one of the martial arenas.    

In less than ten minutes, over a hundred battle arenas had been sealed, and over a hundred people had passed the first round.    

Chen Yu finally took a step forward and walked down the viewing platform towards Lin Li's martial arena.    

"He's finally going to step down!" The audience in different positions of the huge arena let out low cries, after which, more and more people walked off the spectator's stage.    

The block began!