Ancient Godly Emperor

The competition continued on passionately. Because Lau Yu defeated Zhan Bo, almost everyone that met him admitted defeat. This allowed Lau Yu to have some free time.    

    

"Although my current cultivation has already reached the level of a genius, even surpassing the average genius of the same age group, right now, it's not only people of my age that are fighting with me. There are also those senior inner court disciples who are close to ten years older than me. My cultivation is still a bit low."    

    

Lau Yu muttered to himself. He was clear about his weakness, which was that his cultivation was still a little low. In the entire inner sect, there were more than ten people who displayed their Martial Scholar of Ninth Grade, who knew if there would be more people hiding their true strength.    

    

Even Liu Qing was a bit younger than himself, but because of the specialized nurturing from the elders, his cultivation had already reached the eighth level of the Warrior. He was even one level higher than him. This was the gap.    

    

"Since I still have time now, I will diligently train for a while in order to raise my level of cultivation in the finals." After making up his mind, two purple spirit stones appeared in Lau Yu's hand and he started to cultivate with his eyes closed.    

    

This scene made many people secretly nod their heads. The reason Lau Yu was able to reach this stage without a lot of resources was not due to a fluke, but due to his hard work and hard work.    

    

Dong …    

    

A melodious ringing sound came out from the bell, and spread across the entire Guiyuan Sect.    

    

At this moment, Lau Yu also opened his eyes and thought to himself: "The knockout competition has already ended. Next up, it will be the ranking competition."    

    

The night passed in the blink of an eye. Today was destined to be a special day, and the Guiyuan Sect Plaza was even more noisy than yesterday.    

    

The plaza was empty, leaving behind a large expanse of empty space. Thirty-six dazzling golden chairs were placed there, shining with boundless radiance. It seemed extremely imposing.    

    

Looking at these golden colored chairs, the inner disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were all very excited, and many of them couldn't help but discuss in a low voice.    

    

Those chairs were a symbol of honor, strength, and status. Every inner court disciple was proud to be a member of those chairs. Lau Yu was naturally no exception.    

    

"Everyone, quiet!"    

    

A Guiyuan Sect Elder stood out and activated his Vital Spirit. Although his voice was not loud, it clearly appeared in everyone's ears, and everyone went silent for a moment.    

    

At this time, the elder continued, "According to the previous rules, these thirty-six names have always represented thirty-six spots of Guiyuan Sect. The disciples who are participating in the ranking competition now should return as soon as possible according to which stage they are the arena masters."    

    

"The ranking competition has officially begun!"    

    

The ranking competition's rules are very simple: You have to measure your own capabilities and choose your own position. When all the positions have masters, and you feel that the other party doesn't deserve that position, you can challenge the other party and defeat them, then you can take their place. Of course, when that time comes, you will have to face the challenge of others.    

    

At this moment, because the top two of each arena could enter the Ranking Tournament, the seventy-two people tightly stared at the thirty-six chairs, yet no one took any action. It was as if they were all waiting for someone.    

    

Only when Ning Yijian directly flew and sat in the first position did everyone start to move. Following closely behind him was Lin Yifann. He chose the second position so naturally, there was no objection.    

    

In the third seat, Liu Qing sat on it. Although someone was unwilling and felt that Liu Qing should not be allowed to sit on the third seat, but because no one was willing to be the first to sit on it, Liu Qing was able to smoothly sit on it.    

    

The fourth seat was taken by Murong Xue. No one had any objections to this beauty sitting in this seat. On the contrary, they were all happy to see her.    

    

The fifth spot was held by Qi Jian. Seeing Qi Jian sitting there, no one dared to object. With the other party's personality, it would be troublesome for him.    

    

The top ten without any suspense took their seats, but no one was willing to give up their seats. Moreover, the seventy-two people only had thirty-six spots, so half of them were destined to end up in a miserable state.    

    

"My strength is average, so I'll be sitting at the thirty-sixth position."    

    

"If you want thirty-one, you have to get through me first."    

    

"The 20th place is mine now."    

    

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The chaotic battle began. These inner disciples began to fight for their own goal. The battle instantly erupted and swept through the entire arena.    

    

However, they all seemed to have a tacit understanding of one another. If one didn't challenge the top ten, they all knew that the difference between them and the top ten was too great. If they weren't confident, it was better not to challenge it.    

    

As time passed, the number of battles in the field became fewer and fewer. Most people relied on their own strength to sit in the seats that they wanted to sit in. The weaker ones had already been eliminated.    

    

Lau Yu was paying attention to Wang Zhong Shan, who was down two places. Ranked 16, it was not because his strength was lacking, but because this year, many talented disciples rushed out and forced Wang Zhong Shan to retreat two places.    

    

Not long after, the battle ended and the thirty-six disciples of this year's inner sect competition had been decided. The true competition that the audience was looking forward to was going to be held next.    

    

"Start your challenge. Remember, everyone only has three chances to issue a challenge. After the three chances have passed, your ranking will be decided." Following the words of an elder, the atmosphere became tense once again.    

    

The top ten and bottom ten, even the eleventh, had completely different meanings. As a result, the tenth place had naturally become everyone's goal.    

    

The tenth place disciple was a senior disciple. Although his profound strength was not considered strong, his moves were extremely ruthless. He had to accept the challenge from the three inner disciples before he could end the match.    

    

After defeating the tenth place disciple, Zhan Bo directly jumped away from Lau Yu and the eighth place disciple to challenge the sixth place disciple.    

    

Although the sixth disciple was powerful and his cultivation had reached the Martial Scholar of Ninth Grade, he had no choice but to end up in ninth place in front of Zhan Bo's abnormal body which was like a wild beast's attack.    

    

At this point, Zhan Bo temporarily didn't have the thought of challenging him again.    

    

At this time, Lau Yu had no choice but to stand out. He was ranked ninth. At this time, besides him challenging others, no one else had the qualifications to challenge him.    

    

Lau Yu directly came in front of Zhan Bo and said calmly: "Will you leave this position by yourself, or will I make you leave by beating you?"    

    

"You've gone too far!" Zhan Bo was furious. He clenched his fists and released them. Finally, he unwillingly left the sixth seat and sat at the ninth.    

    

The people below immediately took pleasure in Zhan Bo's misfortune as they thought to themselves, "A wicked person will always suffer. Zhan Bo was usually arrogant and despotic, but now he has tasted the bitter fruit of his suffering."    

    

When Zhan Bo reached Stage Nine, he no longer dared to challenge casually anymore. He was worried that after he succeeded, Lau Yu would kick him out again. He was really scared now.    

    

"Your strength is not bad, and you have obtained my acknowledgement. How about it?" Are you willing to turn hostility into friendship? " Lau Yu was resting with his eyes closed. Qi Jian, who was sitting next to Lau Yu, said in a low voice.    

    

Lau Yu didn't need to open his eyes to know who the speaker was. He said lightly, "There is no longer any room for compromise between us."    

    

"You, hmph, in a bit, I'll show you." Qi Jian humphed coldly and said sinisterly. In fact, he did not expect Lau Yu to compromise so easily.