Mystic Heaven Outer Peak Disciples' Region
There was a huge arena here that could hold tens of thousands of audiences, which was filled with outer disciples. Today, the ranking match is going to start.
In the audience were plenty of inner sect disciples that took the time to come spectate. They were basically disciples that made it into the inner sect during the recent years and were still up to date on the affairs within the outer sect.
Other than them, a majority of the outer sect disciples arrived as well and were seated near the back rows.
As the audience was yapping away, a 1.9 meter tall and buffed youth came walking in.
He who was already tall had a Qi presence to match up to it. He was obviously standing at the bottom, but it felt as though he was over towering the inner sect disciples like an unscalable mountain. Furthermore, he had Late-Stage Gold Core Realm Cultivation.
"It's Senior Brother Fan Qiansong, one of four kings."
"Even Senior Brother Li Yaozu has come to see the matches."
Li Yaozu had long hair that trailed over his shoulder, eyes sharp like a blade, and his cultivation had reached the Late-Stage of the Gold Core Realm.
The volume of the crowd turned off while looking at the youth with eyes of jealousy and admiration.
The four kings just not a title they also get privilege in the sect, they get better resources and more freedom in the sect.
"Such a big crowd."
Entering the fighting arena, Feng Yun could feel the pressure coming from the audience that packed the seats in all directions.
"You will first draw your lots." Elder Li instructed the 20 participants.
"Yes!"
Feng Yun and the group went up the stage and reached into the draw box and each took a lot.
Feng Yun got lot number 4.
Even though the outer sect disciple tournament was highly regarded, it didn't have any complicated processes nor did it have any hosts. Seated at the rostrum were the inner sect elders and higher-ups, they gave nods to Elder Li which meant to start the tournament.
With the ranking tournament started, the pair who drew lot number 1 came up to the stage.
They were Long Deming and Shang Hong, Shang Hong was a burly youth using a long steel rod to battle.
Long Deming was victorious.
With the match between Long Deming and Shang Hong having ended, the ones who drew lot number 2, went up on stage.
It was a Fatty Rong'a match. His opponent was Sun Yishi, 21 years old reaching the Peak Stage of Foundation Establishment Realm.
Sun Yishi take initiative to attack Fatty Rong, his sword fast, but Fatty Rong's speed was slow either. Fatty Rong has another advantage that he has High-Grade Earth Ranked Weapon while his opponent was using the Low-Grade Earth Ranked weapon.
In the entire outer peak, even Long Deming didn't have a High-Grade Earth Ranked weapon. Mid-Grade Earth Ranked Weapon cost tens of thousand Mid-Tier Spirit Stone while the
Cao Mingli who drew the number 3, used only 1 sword move to settle his opponent.
With the display of his overwhelming ability, came about loud roars and cheers.
Many people were determined that he would be this year's outer sect disciples tournament's best.
"Lot number 4, enter the stage." The referee instructed in a loud voice.
"It's my turn."
With a flash, Feng Yun leaped onto the stage.
On the opposite side, a figure suddenly appeared too.
With his eyes focused, it was Gao Liehai.
Gao Liehai paid attention to Feng Yun, although he didn't know about the strength of Feng Yun, he didn't dare to careless in front of Feng Yun.
"Starlight Sword Art."
Gao Liehai used a Low-Tier Earth Ranked Starlight Sword Art, the sword flashed like starlight and the speed of the blade was extremely quick.
"Meteor Rain."
Feng Yun only swung his sword one time, but dozens of the flaming sword shadow appeared in the air.
Within the seconds, Gao Liehai's starlight sword art broken by couples of flame swords, Feng Yun paused his attack, Gao Liehai was already lost.
Everyone could see that Gao Liehai's strength was far weaker than Feng Yun's.
"You are strong, I willingly admit defeat."
Gao Liehai had a bitter smile on his face. He thought his sword skills were good but Feng Yun's sword skills were totally on the next level.
"You are too kind." Feng Yun cupped his fist to show respect.
The crowd cheered while looking at the domineering sight of Feng Yun, Feng Yun's combat strength not lower than Cao Mingli.
In the fifth round, it was Qian Daiyu's match. Just like Feng Yun and Cao Mingli, Qian Daiyu also won in the single sword strike.
Next was Zheng Meili, she won in three attacks. After that Su Rou, Long Deming also won their matches.
Very quickly, after the first rounds of matches, the top 10 emerged.
With the top 10 having emerged, now was the time to determine the top 5.
The matches were still arranged with the drawing of lots. This time Li Fuchen drew lot number 1, and coincidently his opponent was Long Deming.
"Die."
As both of them come to the stage, without wasting time, Long Deming made his move. His eyes filled killing intent as a vicious aura flashed in his eyes. If he could then he would want to cripple Feng Yun today.
In just an instant four Long Deming appeared at the same time, wielding the long sword and blocking of all Feng Yun's evasion space. As the sword light surged brightly, a chilling light that contained sword intent burst forth.
Feng Yun's expression remained calm as he swayed his body like a willow tree in the wind, easily evading all of Long Deming's sword lights. His divine sense already exceeds the limit of the Gold Core Realm Cultivator. He could find a flaw in the sword art of Long Deming instantly.
"Eh?!" Elder Li's eyes had this flash of surprise.
Not only did you need the ability to evade Long Deming's sword light, but you also required an astounding combat awareness.