In the very center of the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition arena, the prodigies who had been teleported out slowly regained their senses. After figuring out where they were, most of them looked up with anticipation.
The disciples of the Jade Balance Sword Palace who participated in the competition were the same.
They wanted to see how their points fared after three days of hard work.
But when they raised their heads and looked at the points inscription, their expressions suddenly froze, their faces filled with disbelief.
On the leaderboard, the number one player had... over 100,000 points?
How is that possible?
A gasp of shock escaped their lips; all the disciples of the Jade Balance Sword Palace were stunned.
These people fought desperately against the Demon Beast inside, daring not to slack off in the slightest. Even so, they barely managed to get a little over 10,000 points and squeezed into the second round.
But all the top ten geniuses on the list had over 100,000 points...
This is just... terrifying.
In just the first round, they realized just how vast the gap was between themselves and the top geniuses of the seven kingdoms.
Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still deeply shocked.
Even Chu Jianchen was somewhat dazed at this moment.
He lowered his head and looked at the jade pendant in his hand. A sense of defeat and powerlessness welled up in his heart and lingered there, difficult to dispel.
In the first round, he scored 29,300 points, close to 30,000.
This result is already considered one of the better ones among the disciples of the Jade Balance Sword Palace in the history of the competition.
He was initially quite proud, thinking that even if his score didn't make him stand out, it wouldn't be too far behind.
But now it seems...
The original pride and forbidden technique vanished into dust, replaced by a bucket of cold water, poured over its head.
Chu Jianchen couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
"Never mind... I never really expected to make it into the top 100 anyway."
He sighed softly and offered a word of self-consolation.
Just then, several other participating disciples from the Jade Balance Sword Palace approached from a distance, their faces showing distress and displeasure. They whispered to Chu Jianchen.
"Senior brother, look at those three's scores..."
"Hmm?" Chu Jianchen looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the scores displayed on Su Lianxin and the others' jade tokens were only slightly over ten thousand. Wang Yan, in particular, was barely making it into the third round, just a few dozen points behind...
Chu Jianchen was already in a bad mood, and at this moment his brows furrowed even more, and his dissatisfaction with his master reached its peak.
"Master, what are you really thinking?"
With just over ten thousand points, this level of strength is worse than having Xuan Mo and the other two come. Even if the three of them came, they probably wouldn't have more points than this.
Chu Jianchen pinched his brow, feeling a headache coming on, and a shadow fell directly onto his eye socket.
Along with this came a particularly loud hissing sound.
"They made quite a lot of boasts before, I thought they could be really that capable."
"So, only 29,000 points? Ridiculous, truly ridiculous."
Chu Jianchen's expression instantly darkened. He lowered his hand and stared at the newcomer with a wary and defensive look.
" Gongyi Wen, what brings you here?"
Gongyi Wen, the top disciple of the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace and the leader of the participating disciples this time, had effeminate eyebrows and eyes that carried mockery and contempt.
"I had hoped that after a year of preparation, you would bring me some surprises, but I was truly disappointed."
With a flick of his wrist, the jade pendant fell from his hand and was caught by a faintly visible golden chain. Judging from the shimmering light on the chain, it was clear that this chain was extraordinary. However, everyone in the Jade Balance Sword Palace had their eyes fixed on the jade pendant, not on the chain.
"Seventy thousand... three thousand points!?"
Seventy-three thousand points, that's more than double the points Chu Jianchen possessed.
And... it's already in the top 100!
It's still quite high in the top 100.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Jade Balance Sword Palace were overwhelmed with shock. They could not believe their eyes, and a deep sense of despair welled up in their hearts.
With such a huge gap, what can they use to win? What can they compete with?
Gongyi Wen laughed, asking sarcastically, "Despair?"
"Despair is just right! Chu Jianchen, just like you lost last time, this time you'll only be more pathetic."
Watching their departing figures, Chu Jianchen felt like he was about to grind his teeth to dust, but the sense of powerlessness in his heart was impossible to erase.
Can they really win this time?
There weren't many people in the corner where they were, and not many people were paying attention to them, except for the elders of their respective sects.
The elder of the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace, noticing this scene, chuckled and turned to look at Fairy Cold Moon beside him, his tone playful.
"You've certainly put on a good show... However, Vice Palace Master Han Yue, it seems you're going to lose this competition again."
The reason why the people here were temporarily replaced by elders is because the red-robed palace master of the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace has gone into seclusion because she had a clear mind and felt something.
Although this elder was also a woman, she was past her prime; beautiful as she was, she also displayed an unusual sharpness and meanness.
"What a pity, what a pity. Originally, you only needed to pay ten million Spirit Stone, but you increased it to fifty million."
"Fifty million Spirit Stone, what do you think we should do with them?"
Her smugness was simply repulsive.
The Fairy Cold Moon stood beside her, biting her lip slightly, her face also showing a hint of gloom.
"This is only the first round, what's there to be so smug about! These Demon Beast are so weak, let alone 70,000 points, even if you kill them all to 100,000 points, it's nothing! You're celebrating too soon."
However, anyone with eyes could sense the resentment and guilt in her words.
The Grand Elder of the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace chuckled, in high spirits.
"That's true, I agree that these Demon Beast are indeed weak. But, with such weak Demon Beast, why don't you guys send out 70,000 or 100,000 of your own? Do you think the number 29,000 is auspicious? Pfft!"
"However, since Vice Palace Master Han Yue doesn't agree with the results of the first round, I'll wait and see what other tricks you have up your sleeve. I hope you'll use every trick in the book, rather than making a fool of yourselves, hahahahaha..."
She laughed arrogantly, turned around and left haughtily, her departure exuding an air of arrogance.
Watching the departing figure of the Grand Elder of the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace, the indignation on Fairy Cold Moon's face quietly dissipated.
A faint smile curved her lips.
"Of course... I won't let you down."
She spoke softly, so softly that only she could hear it, a playful smile gradually appearing in her eyes.
Although the Palace Master of the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace was in seclusion and could not see the disbelief on her face due to the defeat in time, Fairy Cold Moon was already looking forward to seeing what kind of expressions the people from the Jade Pivotal Star Sword Palace would have when the second round of the competition ended.
Think of it as having a small appetizer before a big meal.
I imagine their facial expressions at that time will be incredibly interesting, and I'll be extremely satisfied with them.
The results of the first round of the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition Tournament are in.
The disciples, belonging to their respective sects, returned to their respective sects' areas, some triumphant, others dejected.
Meanwhile, the disciples of the Azure Yang Sword Sect were so excited that their faces turned red. They looked at the person they had surrounded in the center with admiration, their eyes filled with joy and trust.
"Senior brother! That's amazing!"
"As expected of Senior Brother Lu, he made it into the top 100 in the very first round!"
"Senior brother is truly a role model for all disciples of the Azure Yang Sword Sect!"
The person being praised by the group was none other than Lu Tianxing.
His expression relaxed, a smile playing on his lips, and he waved his hand modestly, saying, "Just luck."
But the arrogance in his eyes revealed his true inner thoughts.
The Sect Master Xuanyang beside him nodded slightly, his eyes filled with praise for Lu Tianxing.
"Well done, Tianxing. However, don't be arrogant. The Demon Beast in the first round weren't strong enough to showcase the strength of top geniuses. The second round, which will be drawn by lot, will be different. You will truly face these geniuses of your generation and compete against each other. You must be cautious and not careless!"
The competition events for the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition were almost all predetermined.
The first round was a battle against Demon Beast.
The second round is a battle against others.
Moreover, the rules are almost identical to those of the Azure Yang Sword Sect's sect competition, both involving draws and simultaneous matches on five arenas.
Now that all the prodigies have left, only a few clan elders remain on the high platform below, and the three of them are working together to unleash their skills.
The arena rose from the ground, with five arenas arranged like a constellation of stars, occupying the very center of the arena, awaiting those about to step onto the stage.
At the very center stands a towering lottery platform and a spirit tablet displaying the duel information.
Lu Tianxing's gaze swept over the area, and a confident smile played on his lips as he replied, "Sect Master, rest assured, this disciple understands."
I understand, but I'm still afraid...
The first round of Demon Beast didn't force those prodigies to display their true abilities, but did he ever use his full strength?
Lu Tianxing was extremely confident in himself!
He... can't possibly lose!
The second round will begin at 1-3 PM.
Once it began, the spirit tablet quickly determined the contestants after a dazzling display of names flashing by.
There are ten people in total, fighting in pairs.
Lu Tianxing still had some luck.
Just as he had hoped, he was chosen to perform very early in the order.
And his performance certainly lived up to the expectations of the Sect Master Xuanyang.
"Boom!"
A dull thud echoed across the arena, followed by a scream.
As the dust settled and the smoke cleared, on the second arena, lay the prodigy kneeling on one knee, blood gushing from his mouth, his body a mess...
Lu Tianxing, his clothes fluttering, was completely unharmed.
Lu Tianxing twirled his longsword, calmly sheathed it, and asked the question from his superior position.
"Friend, shall we continue?"
The prodigy was seriously injured. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up and continue, but after several attempts, his trembling knees betrayed his exhaustion.
He collapsed again with a thud, his face quickly turning ashen.
"I... admit defeat."
Lu Tianxing smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Thank you for your kind offer."
He watched as the prodigy was helped off the stage, then turned to look in the direction of the Azure Yang Sword Sect, where he was greeted by a burst of joyful cheers.
"Our senior brother has won again!!"
"Senior Brother, you're amazing!"
The entire Azure Yang Sword Sect held Lu Tianxing in utter worship.
Because... there's only one rule for advancing in the second round:
You need to win ten consecutive matches to advance.
It depends on skill, but also on luck!
Lu Tianxing has now achieved a nine-game winning streak!
Faced with the cheers of his junior brothers and sisters, Lu Tianxing smiled faintly, unconcerned.
In his view, his victory was perfectly normal, it's just a pity...
"Unfortunately, I didn't draw anyone ranked higher than me."
Lu Tianxing shook his head regretfully.
In nine matches, his two strongest opponents were ranked below him in the first round, at 98th and 97th respectively.
So far, he has not encountered a truly formidable opponent.
He was no longer content with simply defeating these weaklings.
"Come on," Lu Tianxing thought to himself.
"I hope the last match won't disappoint me, and that I get an opponent I can take a little more seriously."
Just then, the spirit tablet he had been paying attention to began to flicker again.
Lu Tianxing's spirits lifted, and he stared intently at the name that was about to be displayed on the spirit tablet.
His next opponent is...
Um?
" Wang Yan?"