The setting sun is like blood, dyeing the steep cliffs of the Body Sect red.
Dozens of teenagers were sweating profusely on the training field under the cliff. Their naked upper bodies were covered with old and new scars, but they still hit the hard Black Iron Rock with their flesh and blood again and again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The muffled sounds of flesh colliding with rocks were heard one after another, and sweat mixed with blood, leaving mottled marks on the charred earth.
The air was filled with the rusty smell of blood, but not a single boy frowned.
On the high platform in the distance, Li Fangu stands as still as a mountain.
The Body Sect leader's eyes were colder than the cold wind on the cliff top. His rough hands were behind his back, and hideous scars were faintly visible between his knuckles.
"There are still three months."
His voice rolled across the training ground like muffled thunder, and all the teenagers immediately stopped and straightened their backs.
"The triennial Three Clans Competition will determine the allocation of resources for each case in the next three years."
Li Fangu's gaze swept across the crowd like a razor blade, pausing for a moment on a few figures.
"Contestants must be no more than twelve years old."
He slowly raised five fingers.
"I, Body Sect, only have five people."
The breathing on the training ground suddenly became heavier.
The teenagers looked at each other, the fighting spirit in their eyes colliding with each other as if they were real. Several figures standing in the front row tensed their muscles unconsciously.
"And of these five--"
Li Fangu suddenly raised the volume.
"We need to choose a team leader!"
Like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, the training ground boiled instantly.
The eyes of the young men were ignited with blazing fire, which was the light of ambition and desire.
"Whoever is qualified to lead the team should let his strength speak for himself!"
Li Fangu waved his hand.
"See you in the ring!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures jumped onto the black stage in the center almost at the same time.
The speed is so fast that it leaves an afterimage in the air.
"It's Senior Brother Lin Ye and Senior Brother Cheng Yan!"
There was an exclamation of surprise from the audience.
At both ends of the arena, two teenagers stood facing each other.
The setting sun stretched their shadows very long, intertwining on the ring like two unsheathed swords.
Lin Ye has a slender figure, with black hair tied back casually, revealing an angular face.
His eyes glowed strangely red in the shadows, and a drop of blood on his fingertips was slowly spinning, reflecting a strange light in the setting sun.
Opposite me, Cheng Yan has strong muscles and is much stronger than his peers.
He grinned, revealing two tiger teeth, and a heart-shaped red pattern could be faintly seen beating on his chest.
"Lin Ye, Blood Martial Soul, eleven years old."
Li Fangu announced in a deep voice.
"Fighting Cheng Yan, Martial Soul's heart, both are eleven years old."
Immediately there were whispers in the audience.
These two are the leaders of this generation of disciples. They are usually at odds with each other, and today they are finally going to show off.
"Lin Ye."
Cheng Yan patted his strong chest, and his heartbeat could be heard clearly.
"No matter how fast your blood flows, it can't beat my heartbeat faster."
Lin Ye didn't answer, just flicked his fingers.
The suspended drop of blood suddenly split into dozens of drops, forming sharp arrow shapes in the air.
"Start!"
Li Fangu gave the order.
"First Soul Skill·Blood Blade!"
Lin Ye waved his arms, and dozens of blood arrows tore through the air, making a sharp whistle.
Every drop of blood is spinning at high speed, and its edge is as sharp as a knife.
Cheng Yan did not dodge or evade, with a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, and the heart pattern on his chest suddenly lit up.
"First Soul Skill·Heart Shock!"
"Boom..."
A heartbeat as dull as thunder exploded, and sound waves visible to the naked eye vibrated.
The flying blood arrows seemed to hit an invisible wall, deviating from their trajectory and exploding around Cheng Yan, dyeing the black arena scarlet.
"Your blood cannot touch me."
Cheng Yan sneered, his feet suddenly exerted force, his muscles as hard as granite tightened, and his whole body rushed towards Lin Ye like an arrow from a string.
Lin Ye's pupils shrank, his hands quickly formed seals, and the scattered blood droplets suddenly vaporized, turning into a scarlet mist that completely enveloped Cheng Yan.
"Second Soul Skill·Blood Mist!"
"Uh-huh!"
Cheng Yan let out a muffled groan, and his skin instantly turned red. He felt that the blood in his body suddenly boiled, and every blood vessel felt a burning pain.
"Now, it's my home court."
The voice of Lin Ye came from all directions and echoed in Blood Mist.
The disciples in the audience held their breath and stared intently at Blood Mist rolling on the stage.
Several younger disciples took a few steps back unconsciously, their faces turning pale.
Cheng Yan knelt on one knee, with veins popping out on his forehead.
But the next second, he suddenly grinned, showing his blood-stained teeth.
"You think this is enough?"
"Second Soul Skill·Heart Drum!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three heartbeats that were more violent than before were heard one after another, and the whole arena was shaking.
Chen Yan The muscles all over the body swelled instantly, and the whole body Blood Mist was violently shaken apart.
Blood Mist was broken, revealing the pale face of Lin Ye.
A stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he pressed his chest tightly with his right hand.
"Admit defeat."
Cheng Yan is approaching step by step, and each step is accompanied by a heavy heartbeat.
"Your blood must ultimately obey the command of your heartbeat."
Lin Ye knelt on one knee, breathing disorderly.
But when Cheng Yan was only three steps away from him, he suddenly looked up and showed a blood-stained smile.
"Third Soul Skill·Blood Explosion!"
"What?!"
Cheng Yan's face suddenly changed. He felt that the blood in his body suddenly flowed back uncontrollably, and his heart felt like it was being punctured by countless fine needles.
The severe pain made his vision go dark, he staggered back a few steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Lin Ye stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes glowed red.
"My blood is not that easy to control."
The whole place was silent, and even the sound of the wind seemed to be still. Li Fangu had a flash of appreciation in his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"That's enough, the outcome has been decided."
Cheng Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the surging energy and blood in his body, and cupped his fists.
"I surrender."
Lin Ye also put away Soul Power and nodded slightly to Cheng Yan.
The two people's eyes met, and a proud smile appeared on Lin Ye's face.
"Lin Ye."
Li Fangu's voice echoed throughout the training ground.
"You will lead the team in this competition."
"Disciple takes command!"
Lin Ye knelt on one knee, with a firm voice and a more obvious smile on his face.
The audience suddenly burst into cheers.
The young men looked at Lin Ye with admiration in their eyes, and even a few disciples who usually refused to accept it had to lower their arrogant heads.
In the game just now, they could see the true strength of Lin Ye.
"Xu Family and Ye Family, one is famous for its defense, and the other is famous for its terrifying power."
"Don't be careless."
Li Fangu looked at Lin Ye who looked proud and gave serious instructions.
"Sect Master, don't worry, this time Three Clans Competition, the first place must be our Body Sect."
"No one can escape the control of my blood."
Lin Ye has a confident look on his face.
Thinking of Lin Ye, he has already reached level 31 at a young age.
Li Fangu also agreed with it in his heart, but he still had that serious look on his face.