Youth Group Battle

"In the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom, who else dares to challenge Yi Yun?"

On the Divine Desolation Stage, the referee announced that after Yi Yun defeated Jun Yue, there were still four people from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom who had not yet entered the arena, and they all had the right to challenge Yi Yun.

The four men looked grim, but none of them actually went on stage to fight Yi Yun. The difference in strength was too great; if they went on stage, they would simply be humiliated by Yi Yun. Since that was the case, whether they went on stage or not was meaningless.

No one responded to the referee. After repeating the announcement three times, the referee loudly declared, "Since no one from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom has accepted the challenge, I hereby declare that the Team Championship in the Youth Group division match between the Tai'a Divine Kingdom and the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom in this alliance tournament belongs to the Tai'a Divine Kingdom!"

The referee's voice was impassioned, and the audience from Tai'a Divine City erupted in a tidal wave of cheers.

This victory was a real surprise. At a time when their Tai'a Divine City was facing a talent shortage, they still managed to defeat the Seventy-Two Towers of Cloud Dragon in the Youth Group competition. This achievement is something to be proud of.

However, not all the trial participants of Tai'a Divine City were so happy. At this moment, listening to the tidal wave of cheers, Li Hong, Yang Haoran and others had ugly expressions.

Yang Haoran, in particular, clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

Seeing his mortal enemy become a hero of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom, with even the city lord paying such attention to him, coupled with the support and favor shown to Yi Yun by Cang Yan, Jian Ge, Yue Hua, his desire for revenge became a complete joke.

Compared to the glory of being a hero of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom, he is now like a stray dog with a broken arm. The pain in Yang Haoran's heart at such a disparity is unimaginable.

At this moment, on the Divine Desolation Stage, the referee was also extremely excited. He announced in an excited voice, "Next up is the Younger Generation Group competition. Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom and Tai'a Divine Kingdom, trial participants aged fifteen to eighteen, come up on stage to fight!"

When the referee finished speaking, the audience from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom finally became excited. They had been furious at being overwhelmed by Yi Yun earlier, and now that it was Younger Generation Group competition, their Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom's Younger Generation Group was full of geniuses, while the Tai'a Divine City's Younger Generation Group only had a handful of promising talents. The outcome of the competition was naturally a foregone conclusion.

"The Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom will surely prevail!"

Some of the trial participants from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom shouted, hoping that the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom would avenge its previous defeat.

"Sweep! Sweep through the Tai'a Divine City!"

The audience from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom was in high spirits, while the audience from the Tai'a Divine Kingdom countered sharply, chanting the same slogan for Tai'a Divine City.

Judging from the situation, it seemed as if the audiences from the Tai'a Divine Kingdom and the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom were about to fight.

"That's insane!"

Standing in the players' stands, Yi Yun watched this scene with mixed feelings. However, it was all quite understandable. Thinking back to his previous life, when he was present at some ball games, just watching a game could cause a stampede due to the audience's excessive excitement. Moreover, in the world of martial arts, the Heavenly Pride Tournament here was far more important and exciting than any ball game in his previous life.

Yi Yun glanced at Cang Yan on the elders' seat and transmitted his voice through his spiritual energy, "Senior Cang Yan, am I not allowed to participate in the Younger Generation Group competition?"

Cang Yan, who was still basking in his smugness, paused for a moment upon hearing Yi Yun's telepathic message, "No, but you can participate in the overall group competition in Empress."

The two-day break between the group competitions is to allow athletes to rest, recover from injuries, and return to peak condition.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go to the Sword Tomb then."

The swordsmanship within the Pure Yang Sword Palace is profound and vast. Yi Yun felt that his understanding of the swordsmanship was always lacking. The path of martial arts is inherently fraught with difficulties and obstacles, and can be described as a struggle against fate. Yi Yun needed to seize every opportunity to improve himself.

"Sword Tomb, you're off already? Aren't you going to watch the Younger Generation Group matches?" Cang Yan was astonished; this was way too rushed.

"I'm not watching anymore." Yi Yun shook his head. In fact, it was very necessary to see the performance of the experts from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom before the final group competition. It wasn't that Yi Yun was underestimating his opponents or being arrogant, but he estimated that the people he really wanted to see in the upcoming Younger Generation Group competition might not appear, and even if they did, they might not use their true strength.

In that case, whether you watch it or not, there's not much difference.

"Alright." Cang Yan nodded, stood up, and led the way for Yi Yun.

At this moment, the cheers of the audience from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom had reached their peak. On the side of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom's trial participants, a fat man in yellow jumped onto the Divine Desolation Stage.

He pointed one finger to the sky and shouted, "Yunlong will surely win!"

"Yunlong will surely win!"

"Yunlong will surely win!"

The audience from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom responded with a tidal wave of enthusiasm.

At this moment, the fat man in yellow gestured with his hands to signal the audience to quiet down. He smiled slightly and looked at the trial participants from Tai'a Divine City, "Today, I, representing the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom, declare war on Tai'a Divine City!"

As the fat man in yellow spoke, he pointed his index finger toward the Tai'a Divine City, saying, "I alone am enough! Who among you wants to fight? Send as many as you want, and I'll take them all on!!"

The fat man in yellow spoke passionately, his words brimming with provocation. His domineering and arrogant declaration of war drew cheers from the audience of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom once more. Their previous defeat in the Youth Group competition, where Yi Yun single-handedly took on five opponents, had left them seething with resentment. Now, thanks to the fat man's bold challenge, their pent-up frustration was finally released.

Everyone was extremely excited!

Your Tai'a Divine City can fight against many, and so can my Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom!

"Who does this fatso think he is?"

On the Tai'a Divine City side, the players were all seething with anger.

Yang Gan's face was extremely ugly. "He's taking advantage of the fact that Tai'a Divine City has no one left. What 'come a few, we'll take them all'? He's talking so arrogantly. There are only two of us in the Younger Generation Group who can compete."

According to the rules of the league competition, each person only has one chance to lose. Once defeated, they cannot continue to participate in the Team Championship competition.

In the previous group stage of the Tai'a Divine City Younger Generation Group, three out of four groups had been completely eliminated. In the remaining group, only Yang Gan and Demon Blade had no losers.

The fat man's words sounded nice, but it was really just one against two, which wasn't much of an exaggeration.

"He's just going along with the wishes of the people in the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom. Such a challenge declaration can boost his popularity. This fat guy is cunning!"

Beside Yang Gan, Demon Blade commented, "These two former mortal enemies are now going to fight side by side."

"Hmph! What kind of guy is he who only knows how to clown around? Even though there are only two of us left in the Tai'a Divine City Younger Generation Group, he's still not someone he can defeat. I'll go and take care of him!"

As Yang Gan spoke, he leaped onto the Divine Desolation Stage, declaring, "I'll fight you!"

"Yang Gan! Yang Gan!"

In the audience, the trial participants from Tai'a Divine City cheered and encouraged Yang Gan, who, as one of the top-ranked figures on the Tai'a Divine City Earth Ranking, enjoyed immense popularity.

Yang Gan and the Demon Blade are the only remaining hope for the Younger Generation Group of Tai'a Divine City.

"Hehe!" The fat man looked at Yang Gan with a sly smile. He was going to start building his reputation with Yang Gan.

His solo performance will begin shortly.

In today's Younger Generation Group competition, he will undoubtedly become the most dazzling person in the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom!

He was looking forward to making a name for himself in this battle! A stellar performance in the competition would not only bring rewards but also attract the attention of the higher-ups of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom —the benefits were numerous!

The chubby man in yellow smiled and subconsciously glanced at the contestants' seats of the Tai'a Divine City Youth Group. He knew that he would encounter Yi Yun again in the final group competition Empress.

He wanted to show this future rival how he was performing.

However, upon seeing this, his expression froze.

At this moment, Yi Yun was already carrying the Sound Killing Blade and walking towards the arena's exit. From Fatty's angle, he could see Yi Yun's departing figure.

"Huh!? This kid!"

The fat man in the yellow shirt, a vein bulging on his forehead, had actually been ignored?

This Yi Yun actually just left the arena, not even bothering to watch his match. Who does he think he is?

Seeing Yi Yun leave the arena without even turning his head, the fat man's face darkened.

"Empress, I'll teach him a lesson."

The fat man clenched his fist, thinking bitterly to himself. Then, he looked at Yang Gan and said coldly, "Yang Gan, is that it? I'll defeat you within ten moves!"

"How arrogant!"

Yang Gan drew his sword, its blade pointing directly at the fat man in yellow's forehead.

You're the one who lost!

...(To be continued~^~)