It Must Be Elder Yi Changge Testing Me!

It Must Be Elder Yi Changge Testing Me! What did most viewers like to watch?

Naturally, the protagonist's scenes.

If they kept building things up for hours, what viewer would still want to stay in the livestream?

So the production team had deliberately reserved spots for Lin Hao and Shen Yunfei.

The audience wanted to watch, so they would let them watch their fill!

"Where's Lin Hao? Get to Arena 49, now."

"Shen Yunfei, Shen Yunfei, where did he go?"

Two calls rang out in succession, catching Lin Hao and Shen Yunfei, who had been watching the show, off guard. They looked ahead.

By then, a path had already formed before them. Numerous disciples stood lined up on either side, seemingly waiting for them to take the stage.

"But we haven't even drawn lots yet..."

Before Shen Yunfei could finish speaking, he felt a force pushing at his back, shoving him forward.

By the time he reacted, he had already been pushed to the very front.

Lin Hao received the same treatment.

The two exchanged a glance, neither knowing what the other was thinking.

Unlike Lin Hao's excitement, Shen Yunfei was genuinely nervous.

Without any real combat experience, could he really defeat these people just by relying on the elders' words and the methods they had taught him for using spiritual power?

When the two stepped onto the arenas, the comment sections in both livestreams exploded.

Sure enough, viewers still liked this kind of plot.

"Outer sect disciple, Jia Yi."

A remarkably muscular young man stood opposite Lin Hao. His muscles were practically bursting through his clothes. He cupped his hands and introduced himself.

As he listened to Jia Yi, Lin Hao observed his cultivation.

Azure Mountain Sect truly deserved its reputation for being the best at concealment. Even standing this close, he still could not sense a trace of spiritual power from Jia Yi.

"Outer sect disciple, Lin..."

Lin Hao had just begun to imitate Jia Yi and cup his hands.

But before he could even finish speaking, Jia Yi threw a punch straight at his stomach.

"Azure Tyrant Fist!"

The muscular man shouted as his fist was about to land on Lin Hao's abdomen.

Azure Tyrant Fist?

What the hell was that?

Lin Hao was still pondering the muscular man's announced move and forgot to dodge the punch.

In that instant, he inwardly cried out in alarm.

He was only at the early Qi Refining stage. How could he possibly take this punch?

A dull thud sounded.

Lin Hao's stomach took the punch head-on.

Wait.

It did not seem to hurt.

Why did he not feel anything?

Muscle weakness?

Lin Hao glanced at the stunned muscular man, then instinctively lashed out with a kick. It carried spiritual power and sent him flying straight out of the arena.

Everything had happened far too quickly.

He hit the ground with a tremendous crash.

That kick stunned both the production team and all the actors.

Lin Hao had always seemed frail and delicate. He had even been bullied by the "lackeys" before.

How had he suddenly become so fierce?

Or was this actor's performance really just that good?

[I'm Shocked: Did anyone see that kick clearly? Was that really Lin Hao?]

[Alleluia: I think it was acted out. This actor is so dedicated.]

[Strongest Passerby King: Whether it was acted or not, the effect was genuinely great.]

[Don't Love Me Too Much: The production team really knows what we want to see. They were pretending to be clueless before, so hurry up and give us more plot!]

[...]

All sorts of comments flooded the screen.

Meanwhile, the person who truly knew the truth was lying on a tree branch, cracking sunflower seeds formed from spiritual energy.

"Lin Hao wins!"

The referee was the first to recover and immediately declared Lin Hao the victor.

"Look, Shen Yunfei's arena!"

A startled cry suddenly rose from the crowd.

They were both protagonists. Even if they were in different livestreams, they could not favor one over the other. The attention had to be equally distributed.

With his unique combination of persistence and foolishness, Shen Yunfei's traffic was currently second only to Lin Hao's.

More than ten million viewers were watching him.

On Arena 50, Shen Yunfei had only just begun fighting his opponent.

"Take my kick! Heaven-and-Earth Shadowless Kick!"

It had to be said that whoever had come up with that name was truly terrible at naming things.

What should he do?

Elder Yi Changge seemed to have said that in this situation, he should strike out with his palm, then ignore everything else.

As Shen Yunfei considered how to exert force, he gritted his teeth and could only trust Elder Yi Changge.

So he pushed out his right palm with all his strength.

There were no unusual phenomena, nor was there any spiritual energy swirling around it.

It was just an ordinary palm strike.

"Ah—pfft—"

The opponent's expression changed abruptly upon seeing that palm. His whole body flew backward.

Blood sprayed from his mouth, making for an extremely miserable sight.

The whole sequence was incredibly smooth.

"Good!"

"Senior Brother Shen is amazing!"

"Senior Brother Shen, I love you!"

"Too incredible! That palm looked completely ordinary, but it actually contained several kinds of spiritual power. Ordinary people simply can't see it!"

"He's that strong?"

"Of course. I've seen plenty of powerful cultivators fight."

He was this powerful with just one palm strike?

On the neighboring arena, a trace of wariness flashed through Lin Hao's eyes.

He had only won through luck just now, but Shen Yunfei's cultivation was surely above his own.

"Shen Yunfei wins!"

The referee announced.

Another one-move resolution?

Ridiculous!

The viewers could accept it just now, but this time the comments were becoming rather critical.

[Cold-Mixed Fish Mint: It's over? It's over?]

[I Eat Bitter Melon: It's over already? Even faster than the director!]

[Scary Without Rain: This is all you're showing us? I'm a distinguished VIP!]

[Live Another Five Hundred Years: Is the production team just brushing us off?]

The arena tournament was going too fast, and the viewers said they were not satisfied.

What could they do about that?

In the director's room.

The staff all offered their suggestions.

Only the director remained deep in thought.

"What matters most in this day and age? Of course, the viewers! If the viewers want to watch, then let them watch. In the next match, Lin Hao goes on the arena again, and so does Shen Yunfei!"

"You come up with the reason yourselves. Do I have to do everything? Are you the scriptwriters and planners, or am I?"

After discussing it, the directors of the two livestreams made the decision on the spot.

So what if they had already fought?

They would fight again!

For the viewers, they had to fight today whether they wanted to or not!

The scriptwriters were so worried their hair was about to turn white.

They were scriptwriters, not immortals. How were they supposed to meet every demand?

[Scriptwriting Team: Attention, all departments. Attention, referees. Just say... just say... say my ass!]

[Scriptwriting Team: Sorry, my emotions got the better of me. Just say the two of them drew special lots and must fight continuously in the arena tournament until the final!]

Azure Mountain Sect.

The referee stood where he was and stopped Lin Hao and Shen Yunfei as they were about to leave.

"About that ass—ah, no. Here's the thing. You two have caught the attention of the higher-ups. They've decided to have you participate in every round of the arena tournament. The more you win, the greater your final rewards will be."

The referee polished up the scriptwriters' words, paused, and smiled at the two of them.

He made it seem as though Lin Hao and Shen Yunfei had won the lottery.

"Continue?"

Their voices rang out in unison. Neither had expected such a development.

This must be Yi Changge's scheme!

That was what Lin Hao thought.

It must be Elder Yi Changge testing me!

That was what Shen Yunfei thought.