t Lin Feng recognized him, and he also knew Lin Feng.In the Cloud Sea Sect, Mo Chaosan held the position of Senior Elder and was highly respected. He was responsible for upholding discipline, with the...The five combat stages, located at the center of the演練 ground, each had eight figures advancing. The Na Lan family,府主 of the City Lord's mansion, stood on the highest main combat stage with eight people, overlooking all. The other four major combat stages were in the east, south, west, and north directions respectively, with the Ancient family, Lin family, Wen family, and the disunited cultivation force led by Qiu Lang.
At this moment, near the direction of where Nalan Lan's residence was located, an old man stood up beside Lord City Ruler Nalan Xiong. His gaze fell upon the battle stage.
"Today's martial arts competition is to test the abilities of the outstanding young people in our Yangzhou City. Therefore, you should not hold back; those who lose can admit defeat and end the fight. If someone refuses to admit defeat, the battle continues until one side is completely defeated, regardless of life or death."
The old man's words immediately created a不小的 disturbance in the audience's hearts, showing his determination not to back down even when生死were on the line, how fierce he was.
Some haughty martial cultivators attach great importance to their dignity, especially regarding the disgrace of admitting defeat. Therefore, it is rare for people to deliberately concede defeat; even if they are outmatched, they continue to fight to uphold their honor, finding glory in defeat.
However, the old man's single sentence made those people hesitate. This essentially meant no restrictions on fighting; if both sides were evenly matched and neither was willing to back down, it would be a fight to the death, resulting in deep-seated enmity.
"Brilliant."
Many people muttered in approval. The old man was clearly speaking on behalf of Nalan Xiong, and doing so would benefit the Nalan family without any harm. After all, they were hosting this event at their Lord's Mansion, and anyone who dared to kill the lord within their domain was likely to provoke a deadly struggle among other groups. This could potentially lead to enmity between the families involved.
Nalan Xiong wishes to provoke conflicts among the other several major families through a battle. Although the three heads of the other families are well aware of Nalan Xiong's intentions, they still have to delve into such matters. Who among them doesn't want their own families to stand tall, looked up to by the other families Therefore, their instructions for their family's young ones naturally aim for victory at all costs.
Moreover, the old man also said that if one is no match, they should admit defeat and end the battle. Therefore, this rule doesn't seem to be problematic, making it hard for them to argue against it. Who would admit that their family's disciple is inferior to others
"I have already obtained the list of all participating young warriors for this tournament. The battle arrangements will be decided by me alone. I wonder if any of the house leaders have objections."
"Hehe, since it's the arrangement of the City Lord's府, I naturally agree," said Ancient擎, the head of the Ancient family, in a loud voice. It seemed that he cared little about it.
"Past martial assemblies were hosted by Lord Nalang, and of course, it should be the same this time."
"I have no objection either," Lin Daowan naturally would not oppose it.
"On behalf of Lord Nalan, I express gratitude to the three of you," said the old man with a slight smile. He announced, "The martial arts tournament begins with elimination rounds; the losers drop out and the winners advance."
"Now I shall announce the combatants. Those named will remain on the arena, while others wait below at the main arena. The Nanran Family's Nanran Feng against Wen Family's Wen Xin; the Dong Arena, Gu Family's Gu Yun against Lin Family's Lin Wu; the Nan Arena, Lin Family's Lin Yu against Wen Family's Wen Feng; the Xi Arena, Nanran Family's Nanran Zhu against Feng乾; and in the Northern Sky Arena, Death against Gu Family's Gu Qing."
Five battle stages, each capable of hosting ten combatants at a time, can resolve in four rounds, eliminating half, leaving twenty people remaining.
No one with their name was left standing, while the ten individuals named in succession stepped onto their own battle stages.
"Hehe, Lady Wen Xin from the Wen family really had a tough start. She encountered Lady Nalan Feng in her first battle. Although she was no slouch in terms of strength, she still had to accept defeat and be eliminated,"
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“那我先走了，改天再來找你。”
Assistant:
"I'll go now, I'll come back to find you another time."
"I heard that Lin Jia's strength isn't weak. He has reached the Ninth Stage of Qi Martial Realm, it looks like he's beyond doubt to win the Eastern War Arena."
"Nan Zhan Tai should belong to Wen Fengsheng, and 'Xi Zhan Tai' should be for Feng Qiansheng. As for the final 'Bei Zhan Tai', despite its deadly aura and the masked figure, he deserves his fate against Gu Qing. There's no chance for him to win."
The battle had not even begun, yet the crowd had already decided the outcome. After all, they were familiar with these young talents from Yangzhou City on the battle stage and understood their strength differences.
Meanwhile, the death of the fighter from the Northern Battle Stage also attracted attention. This martial artist with a silver mask was unfamiliar to them, and judging by his bearing, he seemed impressive. However, it was註定that the outcome would be unfavorable for him against Gu Qing. To clarify, Gu Qing's power had reached the peak of Qi Martial Realm, and below Spirit Martial Realm, few could match him. Therefore, it was only natural that someone without fame in Yangzhou City couldn't possibly defeat Gu Qing.
The crowd's prediction was also very accurate. Upon seeing Nan Lang Feng, Wen Xin surrendered without even fighting. Although dignity was extremely important, it wasn't shameful to admit defeat at the hands of Nan Lang Feng. It would be reckless to refuse his offer.
Both the eastern and western battle stages also gradually revealed their outcomes, with the results matching everyone's expectations. Lin Wu and Wen Feng dominated on the western stage, completely suppressing their opponents, suggesting that the battle would soon come to an end. However, there was no such clarity on the northern stage; the fight continued without beginning, leaving people speechless.
Especially for Gu Qing, there was absolutely no intention of taking his life. He treated the other person as if they were invisible, directing his gaze at the other war stages. He was watching their battles because he would soon enter the next round and naturally needed to familiarize himself with the strength of others.
"Nalang Feng is not an opponent for me, I hope not to encounter Lin Wu and Wenfeng. They are easy to defeat. As for Fenggan, he seems to have become much stronger than before, but I can still handle him. There shouldn't be any issues if they appear in the next round."
Cold Azure whispered to himself, completely ignoring the deadly man with the silver mask. He was already contemplating his next round of battle.
Finally, Feng Qian's palm fell upon Nalan Zhu's body. With no strength left to fight back, Nalan Zhu surrendered, admitting defeat. All the gazes were directed towards the Northern Battle Stage.
"Finished, so quick," the crowd whispered, concluding that the first round seemed to be over.
"Guisong, don't waste time anymore," the head of the Gu family, Gu Qing, said coolly. His voice was haughty, as though proclaiming his confidence in the strength of his own disciple, ready to resolve matters at any moment.
"Yes, Master."
Gu Qing responded, then turned to look at Lin Feng and said with indifference, "Just go down on your own. I don't feel like handling this."
Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a silver mask that only revealed his eyes and half of his face, making it impossible to discern his expression.
Like Gu Qing, he had also been observing the battle. Since the other party wasn't in a hurry to take action, why should he be in a rush As for Gu Qing's arrogance, Lin Feng had already gotten used to the self-righteous demeanor of so-called geniuses.
"Didn't you hear me talking Get down, if I were to do it myself, maybe even the rolling wouldn't be enough for you; I would just take away your life."
Gu Qing saw that Lin Feng didn't react and frowned as he spoke. Those families naturally looked down on the so-called genius wandering cultivators. Without family cultivation, how could one achieve greatness He especially looked down on nameless wandering cultivators like Lin Feng, so Gu Qing showed no respect for him.
"Before I change my mind, scram," Lin Feng said, causing everyone's gaze to pause. Immediately afterwards, someone snorted and muttered inwardly that perhaps this person had lost their mind.
Only the few who arrived with the autumn mist did not laugh. In their eyes, Lin Feng was mysterious and powerful, even overpowering Wu Xiao.
"Gouqing, consider yourself unlucky." Feng Qian, who had just won, whispered to himself as he saw the situation here. In his eyes, Gouqing's actions were akin to seeking death.
However, Gu Qing's expression was gloomy. He didn't expect that an insignificant person would dare to speak to him like that. After all, he was the second son of the Gu Family, one of the strongest few beneath Spirit Martial Realm who was highly valued by his family.
"Finish him off."
Their voices were cold and the audience's expressions froze. They silently sighed, thinking that Lin Feng was doomed. It was apparent from Gu Qing's intentions that he wanted his son, Gu Qiong, to kill Lin Feng.
"Good."
Angry tones could be heard in the Patriarch's voice. Gu Qing swiftly moved, so fast that she didn't even plan on giving Lin Feng a chance to admit defeat.
"Ferocious Fist." Ancient Qing roared, and the wind from his punches was fierce and terrifying, as if the air around him had been torn apart by his fist wind.
However, Ling Feng remained calm like a mountain. When the狂莽拳 approached his eyes, brilliant light overshadowed everything, and sword beams fell from the sky.eng, unlike most of the Lin family's direct lineage who inherited flames or cold ice martial souls from their ancestors, instead possessed a small snake shadow as his martial soul. However, this small...
