Li Qing stood there like a genial old fellow, smiling as he raised both hands in a lifting motion. At once, thunderous booms erupted from the ground below, and the mountain range beneath them split apart.
From within the mountains, two white-jade platforms slowly rose into the air.
The two arenas, forged entirely from white jade, hung silently in midair. The Outer Sect disciples below who had come to watch the spectacle also flew up into the sky.
They had come specifically to watch the fun. As for competing? Forget it. Every Grand Competition was a performance stage for the Inner Sect disciples; it had nothing to do with Outer Sect disciples like them.
Just watching was enough to satisfy them.
"There is one more rule. Whoever defeats the most disciples will take first place. As for the rewards, they will be announced after the competition ends. Everyone has three chances."
"Once you have been defeated three times, your competition will be considered over. You may sit to one side, watch the matches, and wait for your ranking."
"Oh, and this time, the rewards were personally provided by Master. Junior brothers, you may look forward to them a little."
Li Qing said with a beaming smile.
The expressions of the surrounding disciples tightened, and a trace of fighting spirit filled their eyes.
Who was Li Qing's master? He was the chief seat. Rewards personally prepared by the chief seat—and not even announced before the competition? At that moment, they were all tempted.
This Grand Competition was far more interesting than those of previous years.
Just like in past years, the big shots first closed their eyes to rest and cultivate. The first to take the stage were the more mediocre Inner Sect disciples, while the true prodigies stood to the