Afterward, Xu Changqing swept his hand. "The tournament will continue!"
At once, the previously interrupted tournament resumed, and the battles on the Duel Platform grew ever fiercer.
As time passed, Zhou Chang, an old man past fifty, relied on the exquisite coordination of four elemental arts to cut through obstacles and vanquish foes. He forcibly defeated several Late Qi Refining disciples and even Foundation Establishment Early Stage disciples, claiming first place in the outer sect tournament.
Xu Ying also performed exceptionally well, taking third place.
As for the inner sect, Shi Po Jia, Su Che, Lu Yan, Lin Han, and the others competed for first place.
Shi Po Jia's physical defenses were extraordinarily high.
Su Che moved with ghostly speed.
Lu Yan's comprehension defied the heavens; he could replicate and unravel his opponents' moves.
Lin Han's ice-element arts were incomparably sharp, and he crushed his way through the competition like bamboo splitting before the wind.
In the end, Lin Han relied on the formidable power of the Cold River Snow Art to defeat Shi Po Jia and the others, taking first place in the inner sect tournament.
Shi Po Jia, Lu Yan, Su Che, Zhao Lei, and the others took second, third, fourth, and fifth place respectively.
No one found it surprising that the people at the front had achieved such excellent results.
They either possessed aptitude, comprehension, or extraordinary talent.
The most unexpected person, however, was Zhao Lei, who possessed a Lightning Spiritual Root.
This Variant Spiritual Root had risen like a dark horse. Without anyone paying attention to him, he defeated several rather famous inner sect disciples.
With the tournament concluded, it was time for the awards ceremony.
Xu Changqing personally awarded them Spirit Stones, cultivation arts, spirit artifacts, and many other rewards.
Lin Han looked at the