The Pain of a Severed Arm

Given that their cultivation talents were similar, the difference between them was plain to see.

That was exactly why Elder Zheng was so confident.

As long as they were disciples of the Empty Mountain Sect, they were all eligible to register for the sect's grand competition.

After registering, however, they first had to go through the preliminary selections held by each peak. Each peak would choose twenty-four disciples to take part in the actual sect competition.

Among them, eight would be Body Tempering Realm disciples, eight Qi Condensation Realm disciples, and eight Martial Spring Realm disciples.

The sect competitions for the Body Tempering Realm and Qi Condensation Realm disciples had already ended.

In truth, the sparring between the Body Tempering Realm and Qi Condensation Realm disciples had only been an appetizer.

Starting today, the real sect competition would be held over the next three days at the martial arts arena on Yibai Peak.

The most outstanding disciples of the Empty Mountain Sect's younger generation wouldn't take part in the Body Tempering Realm or Qi Condensation Realm competitions at all. They would wait until they reached the Martial Spring Realm, then compete directly in the Martial Spring Realm division.

More importantly, this sect competition would be an important reference for selecting the candidates to seek the Dao at Heavenly Peak Dao Seeking three years from now.

However, among the Empty Mountain Sect's three most outstanding disciples, Li Haowen had already lost his chance to take part in Heavenly Peak Dao Seeking three years later. By then, he would be twenty-one, older than the maximum age limit.

Everything had gone smoothly.

Chen Yan had easily won the first three rounds of the sect competition. Not a single opponent had even managed to brush the hem of his robe.

Meanwhile, the other