Hu!
Zhao Feng let out a breath as he sat down.
Zhao Feng was a black horse that appeared in the in the group contest. Using just his core ranked martial arts he had beat everyone in his way.
Even Zhao Chengang, who was ranked seventh amongst the outer disciples, had lost.
“I wonder how the other groups are going.” Zhao Feng’s eyes scanned across the other group. The preliminaries was split into ten different group, with each group having a fair mix of strong and weak disciples.
Apart from Zhao Feng there were many others who had won twenty matches in a row, so they were also able to advance straight into the next round. The fastest of them was Zhao Yijian from the second group.
Zhao Yijian’s sword was extremely fast, before his opponents could react it had reached their throats. In terms of speed to enter the next round, Zhao Yijian was even faster than Zhao Yue.
“Amongst the outer disciples, only the top three, Zhao Yufei, Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, are able to threaten me.”
Zhao Yue’s age was slightly higher, seventeen years old, and his muscular body seemed extremely big.
“Reverse Wind Fist!” One disciple of the third rank punched Zhao Yue, but the latter did not even move.
What!?
The disciple’s forehead started to sweat.
What defense!
Zhao Feng was slightly shocked. The full attack of a third rank could not even injure Zhao Yue a little bit. Zhao Yue must have trained in a high rank body strengthening skill to allow his defense surpass the damage dealt by the same rank.
At least Zhao Feng could not take on the blows from a third rank cultivator with just his body.
If Zhao Yijian was said to be fast and explosive, then Zhao Yue was the opposite. He was slow and his defense was impenetrable.
Zhao Yufei used softness to beat hardness. She would casually wave her hand and defeat the opponent. Every move of hers seemed flawless. She wore a purple robe and her beauty was outstanding. Those that watched her had a refreshing feel.
“Who is she? To have the strength of a quasi martial artist at such a young age.” Even a few of the inner disciples were attracted by Zhao Yufei.
“She’s beautiful and talented at the same time. When people like her enter the inner disciples, we won’t even have a chance.”
“She is still too young. Another two years and she might be able to be compared with Sun Feather City’s most beautiful girl, Qiu Mengyu.”
…….
Up to a certain point, more people focused on her rather than Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, who were first and second. This was mainly due to her beauty and talent.
Soon the ten groups each had a person win twenty matches in a row. The first group was Zhao Yue, second group Zhao Yijian, third group Zhao Yufei, fourth group Zhao Gan, fifth group Zhao Guang……
They were all ranked amongst the top ten outer disciples.
However, there was one unexpected person from group seven. Zhao Feng was a black horse that rushed out and took Zhao Chengang’s spot.
Apart from these ten people, not many others won twenty matches in a row.
The group contests kept on running until there were ten people left in each group. Using one days time, there was now a total of one hundred disciples left. These one hundred were the elite of the outer disciples.
The second day the one hundred people once again met at the Sky Martial Field.
Having rested for one night, Zhao Feng felt very energetic. He found that these matches had helped increase his cultivation to a certain extent.
“Today we will entering the second round of elimination! All of you are the elites of the outer disciples, but today, half of you will be eliminated, leaving fifty of you to enter the final tournament! Here are the rules……” A voice sounded throughout the field.
The one hundred contestants held their breaths as they listened to the rules.
The ranking was done by gaining points, everyone started with one point and every match they won would increase their point’s by one, with every loss one point would be deducted.
Finally, the fifty people with the most points would fight against the inner disciples.
“Start!” The judge’s voice sounded.
“Number one hundred and forty-four vs number twenty-six!’
“Number seventy-three vs number four hundred and twenty-nine!”
The ten different stages all had matches going on.
Many would admit defeat if they saw that their opponent was too strong. For examples Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, their opponents admitted defeat as soon as they saw them. They would rather conserve their strength for the next round.
“Number one hundred and eighty-eight vs number one hundred and sixty-nine!”
Finally it was Zhao Feng’s turn. His opponent was a black-faced youth of the second rank.
“I admit defeat!” The black-faced youth saw that it was Zhao Feng so he immediately surrendered.
Zhao Feng was slightly stunned.
The black-faced youth had been in the same group as Zhao Feng during the first round, but they n