The Contest at South Heaven Gate

The South Heaven Gate, created by Divine Glass, is illuminated by Advanced Fire Spring, shining brightly. Thousands of auspicious rays roll like red rainbows, and ten thousand Golden Haze clouds spray Purple Mist.

Qin Ming left the arena, facing the Sun Elf Race alone.

"It really was him." A powerful figure from another race, his purple pupils bearing mysterious patterns, tried to see through the young man, assessing his strength.

"I'll do it!"

"Let me handle this!"

A group of Sun Elf, no longer gentle and refined, were vying to enter the arena, all eyeing the boy wearing the Bronze Mask.

Above the Moon, the contest begins.

A male Sun Elf approached, no longer dressed in nature-friendly attire, but in retro clothing from the Great Yu Dynasty region, with flowing sleeves and a wooden hairpin in his hair.

Without exchanging a word, the two launched their attack, both eager for a swift victory.

As the Sun Elf entered, he had already removed the great bow from his back. Instantly, his slender body tensed, becoming strong and powerful, and the spirit arrow was nocked, the bowstring taut like a full moon.

A streak of light shot across the sky.

Immediately, he drew his bow in quick succession, and Arrow Feathers shot out, each carrying the Sunfire, extremely dazzling.

It was only then that people realized what was happening and heard the terrifying sound.

It was like streaks of lightning, stretching across the open space in front of the South Heaven Gate. Each Arrow Feathers had a long tail, seemingly tens of meters long, accompanied by a tremendous roar of wind and thunder.

The arrowhead shines the brightest, as if burned by the Solar Yang's fire.

Nine arrows shot out in quick succession, like nine Solar Yang swooping down, carrying raging flames, descending from the sky.

The expressions of all the young human disciples changed; the outsider had unleashed a powerful attack right from the start.

Time seemed to freeze in that instant.

The entire area in front of the South Heaven Gate was ablaze with the Sunfire, resembling nine suns hanging in the sky.

The sky and earth were brightly lit, the heat stinging the eyes of those nearby. The Elf Race, masters of archery, had all nine arrows flying towards the boy.

Many people's pupils contracted because they saw the figure in the field as if it had been pierced by a bullet.

"Huh?!" At this moment, many Immortal Path Disciple were breathing rapidly, quite tense, as if they themselves were experiencing it all.

Qin Ming shattered like a bubble, vanishing from the spot.

That was his afterimage. His archery skills had reached a state of perfection. He predicted the trajectory of the Nine Stars in advance and sped off at top speed to kill his opponent.

Qin Ming activated his Wind Thunder Force, supplemented by the Wu Ji Force, creating a gust of wind beneath his feet. Crimson lightning Thunderfire surged, and the Earth Qi lifted him up, allowing him to fly through the air, half a foot off the ground.

A hundred meters was nothing to him; he charged in with ease.

At this moment, he seemed to be strolling leisurely.

The Sun Elf's expression changed; its opponent was too fast.

"Watch out!"

"Nine Stars Divine Arrow are behind him!"

People from both the Sun Elf Race and the Immortal Path spoke up, reminding the two people in the arena.

"This world is crazy, even the Elf Race are starting to cultivate immortality." A Purple-Eyed Crow to itself, perched on Tang Jin's shoulder.

Crow Master has ventured deep into the Night Mist World and encountered several races.

Nine arrows flew through the air, but all of them changed direction. Mysterious Runes on the Arrow Feathers glowed, carrying a portion of the Sun Elf's Consciousness Spirit Light and spiritual light. They resonated with the main body, rode the arrows back, and carried nine rounds of Solar Yang fire, piercing the opponent's back.

Qin Ming was even faster. The Heavenly Light Manifestation, as if he were riding a bolt of lightning, rising with the Earth Qi as he made his move with natural and fluid speed!

With a flick of his finger, Thunderfire poured forth like a waterfall.

This alien genius dodged with lightning speed, but his opponent flicked his fingers repeatedly, unleashing a barrage of blinding Thunderfire that rained down upon him.

With a bang, the Sun Elf was finally hit, and the protective Solar Yang fire was surprisingly thin, not even as dense as the fire carried by the nine arrows.

Qin Ming was taken aback; his opponent carried less Sunfire than he had expected.

After being struck by the Thunderfire Heavenly Light, the Sun Elf's Consciousness Spirit Light trembled violently, severing its connection with the nine arrows, and the nine "Solar Yang" fell.

His expression changed. He summoned a bone knife, erected a shield of light, and charged forward, attempting to reach the nine arrows and retrieve them.

Qin Ming swung his fist like Scorching Sun, colliding with the bone knife flying through the air several times. The bone knife broke and exploded, and the light shield was also pierced by him.

The Sun Elf tried to dodge, but it was clearly too late.

Qin Ming flicked his fingers repeatedly, Thunderfire surged toward him like a river.

The alien prodigy screamed in agony, his face contorted in agony. It wasn't just the physical pain; the terrifying Heavenly Light was also burning his consciousness.

Offstage, Immortal Seed An Youxing's face twitched as he recalled some unpleasant memories.

In the last duel, he used his Mental Field to withstand Qin Ming's Finger Flicking Thunder. The opponent flicked his finger five times over, which looked like a flick on the head, but it was more like being hit with a big iron hammer, making his head buzz. Even now, thinking about it still causes him severe pain.

Before the South Heaven Gate, the Sun Elf collapsed to the ground, its Consciousness Spirit Light pierced by the Thunderfire Heavenly Light. It writhed and howled in agony, utterly defeated.

"Stop!" shouted the foreigners and the elders of the Immortal Path at the same time. If they didn't stop it, the Sun Elf's head would explode.

Qin Ming sensed something and went to pick up the nine Arrow Feathers. A Extraordinary Art power within him was stirring, and the <Li Fire Scripture> was about to activate on its own, craving the Sunfire.

He left the field without a word, carrying nine Arrow Feathers with him.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Several Sun Elf called out, trying to get him to return it, but Qin Ming ignored them all.

"Isn't this crushing defeat humiliating enough? What more do you want!" A powerful Sun Elf stopped them.

After all, they had been on a winning streak, and this defeat in their first match was a great humiliation for them. They would send out a stronger seed to deal with this person.

Near the South Heaven Gate, many celebrities gathered, ranging from nobles to renowned figures from all walks of life.

"This young man is incredibly powerful, displaying the skills of Teenage Grandmaster, but to me, it seems more like the methods of New Life Path?"

Those on the Immortal Path felt embarrassed upon hearing this.

In particular, Chu Yuan and Jiang Yunfan personally guided Qin Ming on the various methods of the Immortal Path, teaching him how to conceal his true nature, but this guy was very perfunctory even when wearing a mask.

Not far away, the Sun Elf who had met Qin Ming and Xiang Yiwu the night before stared at Qin Ming's back with cold expressions.

"It's nothing, just a minor setback!"

"We are naturally superior to them!"

A group of handsome men and beautiful women from other tribes were full of confidence.

An elderly Sun Elf spoke up, "Don't underestimate your opponent; it wouldn't be good if you lost three matches in a row."

"How is that possible!" None of the top-tier Sun Elf players were convinced.

"Hmm? The door panel is on the field, I'll go and have a go at him."

At this moment, Xiang Yiwu arrived at South Heaven Gate Square, also wearing a mask.

However, his physique was truly exceptional; he was two and a half heads taller than the average person, and his body was as wide as two adult men.

Chu Yuan wanted to cover his face. Who didn't know about this Tathagata's Abandoned Disciple of Buddha's "unusual" appearance? Why didn't he use his bone-shrinking technique? Hadn't he instructed him to?

Some of the veterans on the Immortal Path didn't look too happy; the signs of them calling in "outside help" this time were too obvious!

"So strong, so broad, he looks just Tathagata Sect's sect," a noblewoman from the Great Yu Capital remarked.

Some people on the Immortal Path had slightly cold expressions. They turned their heads to look and found that it was Martial Peace Marquis Estate Noble Daughter, so they ignored her.

Because her father, Pei Yan a god and held a very high position in the Esoteric Sect.

A gentle-looking man from the Sun Elf Race stepped forward; however, the moment he made his move, his entire aura completely changed.

Eighteen jet-black spears instantly appeared beside him, hovering in mid-air. As he advanced, they broke the Sound Barrier with a boom and hurtled towards the burly man opposite him.

"Door panel, come here!" he shouted.

Xiang Yiwu, whose face was already cold and stern, became murderous upon hearing these words. His flesh and blood shone with a topaz-like luster. He had a special physique and could achieve Golden Body with a little cultivation.

At this moment, he transformed into an angry Diamond, traversing the void, and directly wielded the Tathagata Fist. With Tathagata Fist, his enormous fist smashed one spear after another.

His assertive and aggressive approach stunned everyone.

The black spears were all Spirit Artifact, yet Xiang Yiwu broke six of them with his bare hands.

The Solar Yang blazed fiercely, engulfing Xiang Yiwu.

The expert from the foreign tribe grew anxious. He discovered that despite using various methods, he couldn't budge the massive figure; it seemed the opponent possessed Diamond Body.

His Consciousness Spirit Light and spear pierced Xiang Yiwu's body, but were blocked by a layer of pale golden light, clanging and sparks flying.

"The Sunfire, what a wonderful thing! It's a pity I don't need it anymore," Xiang Yiwu said. In the Kunling Secret Realm, he had used the Sunfire to cleanse his physical body and temper the Golden Cicada, nearing perfection and awaiting Nirvana.

The battle didn't last long and was about to end.

The Sun Elf who cultivates immortality is indeed very strong, but when he encountered this Otherworlder Otherworlder on the New Life Path in the Second Realm, he was ultimately no match for him, mainly because his Sunfire could not burn the opponent.

After taking a blow from the Tathagata Fist, his chest nearly exploded, countless bones broke, and he was stomped into the cracked ground by a pair of huge feet.

"Stop, that's enough!"

"Stop!"

Many people from the Immortal Path and the foreign races stood up. Those huge feet were incredibly destructive. If they weren't stopped, and a few more hits came, the Sun Elf would not only explode but also become a bloody mess.

In the end, the Sun Elf was carried away; it was almost unrecognizable, like a Little Bai being sat on by a bear, nearly flattened.

Fortunately, the Sun Elf who cultivates immortality has a strong vitality and can be brought back to life.

This caused a stir, and the celebrities watching all looked on with strange expressions, discussing among themselves that the Tathagata's Abandoned Disciple was well-deserved!

"This boy, as wide as a door panel, is indeed extraordinary, with a special physique and exceptional talent," someone exclaimed.

Xiang Yiwu heard it clearly and suddenly looked up, about to retort, but when he saw who it was, he immediately lost his temper. It was actually Ling Canghai, the Grandmaster of the Immortal Path. He had been making fun of him yesterday, and today he had met him. This man was truly something else.

The renowned figures from the foreign tribes were completely unsettled. Two consecutive defeats were a devastating start compared to the previous matches.

We can't afford to lose again!

"Hey, that bald guy's on the field. He looks the weakest. Let me go!"

Little Wu stepped onto the field, his anger simmering all night. He was now staring at the Female Yellow Hair across from him, searching for the one who had spoken to him gently yet with a provocative air yesterday.

Sure enough, it really was her who took the stage!

She had waist-length golden hair, as shiny as silk. She greeted me with a sweet smile from a distance, "Baldy Brother."

In an instant, Little Wu's neck turned red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. This was no joke; the other party had brought it up repeatedly, and this time they had even shouted it out in public, which was quite excessive.

"How dare you insult me!" Wu Yaozu charged forward, arriving like a Divine Rainbow across the sky.

Clearly, this woman was deliberately provoking him, wanting him to approach her. She was already prepared, and she immediately used her strongest weapon to decide the outcome in one fell swoop.

The moment Little Wu arrived, Fire Crow filled the sky, and among them were Golden Crow, covering the sky and engulfing the boy opposite.

She unleashed her magic to its fullest extent, pushing it forward at any cost.

In an instant, parts of Wu Yaozu's clothes were burned, and what shocked and angered him most was that his short hair... was gone!

He had held back all night, using the Spiritual Matter within his body to force growth, but it all vanished in an instant, leaving him worse off than before.

Then, this place became the home ground for the angry Little Wu!

Even if a god came, it wouldn't work; he's determined to crush his opponent.

In mid-air, Fire Crow exploded one after another, and powerful Golden Crow also burst open; these were all manifestations of the Sun Elf' cultivation and Law Power.

"Ah..." The girl's face turned pale, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood. Not only had she been slapped and suffered a serious injury, but she had also been captured by her bald brother.

Enraged, Little Wu reached out and placed his hands on the girl's head, then... he rubbed it violently!

In mid-air, the long golden hair broke apart inch by inch, and then turned into dust, which fell from Little Wu's hands.

"No, ahhh!" the elven girl screamed. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she felt that this experience was too terrible, even more painful than being killed.

Immediately, she became bald, on the verge of tears, her eyes were red, her body was trembling, and she almost fainted.

The two of them together are undoubtedly quite eye-catching.

It could be said that they are now "equally brilliant"!

Both bald heads were gleaming brightly, making them extremely conspicuous.

Everyone was stunned. What was going on?

Unable to kill her here, Little Wu felt unsatisfied. He first slapped her a few times, then with a loud bang, headbutted the elf girl's head with his bald head.

"Ah..." The girl's shrill scream rang out.

Bang!

Then, Little Wu's bald head slammed into the girl's delicate face.

Instantly, the Elf Race girl's face was covered in blood, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted from the excruciating pain; her nose had been smashed open.

"You brat, shut your head!"

"Stop hitting it! Someone's going to die!"

Undoubtedly, both sides were restless, and some people started shouting.

Bang!

In a fit of rage, Little Wu delivered a final headbutt, fracturing the foreign girl's sternum and causing it to cave in. She flew a considerable distance, covered in blood.

Seeing this, some noble girls couldn't help but hug themselves in front of them. Just watching from the sidelines made them feel pain. That bald guy was too brutal!

"Fellow Daoists, where did you all find such a formidable young man?" Many nobles and experts from the Great Yu Capital inquired about him from the Immortal Path.

Whether they are renowned figures on the Immortal Path or young disciples, they are all in a rather awkward position, having already made their intention to seek outside help public.

"The Sunfire has a wonderful use for me!" Qin Ming studied the firelight carried by the nine Arrow Feathers, his expression changing, and then asked the Tathagata's Abandoned Disciple if he needed it.

Xiang Yiwu shook his head.

"Alright, I'll handle the rest of the opponents," Qin Ming said.

Little Wu returned, rubbing his head and muttering curses. He felt the strange looks from everyone present; this was quite the spotlight.

From the foreign tribes, an elderly Sun Elf spoke up, "I see our opponents are still holding back. Don't let your previous minor defeat become our most glorious moment."

"It was just a minor defeat, I'll be on the field in a bit!"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

A group of Sun Elf stood up, and several Immortal Seed actually started fighting over it.

"Has it started?"

"They should already be fighting!"

In the Great Yu Capital, many people looked up and already knew where the Immortal Path and the foreign races were sparring.

A bright moon hangs high in the dark night fog.

"Are we going to suffer another crushing defeat against the Sun Elf Race this time? I hope it won't be like this. Even if we lose overall, let's not get completely thrashed."