In the following matches, Wan Renshan won every single one, and his victories were swift and decisive.
Almost every opponent was convinced of his strength.
Even his tattered clothes no longer appeared slovenly to the public, but rather as a sign of carefree attitude.
But Wan Renshan's expression remained calm throughout.
He was so calm that it was as if the shouts of the other students from the Primordial Holy Heaven below were not for him.
His composure and formidable strength drew the attention of the other students of the Holy Heaven. Their gazes towards him were no longer filled with the disdain and scrutiny they showed towards the others of the Primordial Holy Heaven, but rather with a hint of appreciation.
Even the other geniuses from the Holy Heaven showed more interest and began to take a closer look at this person.
In previous years, Wan Renshan also participated in the Ten Institutes Grand Competition.
They had clashed with Wan Renshan before.
But basically, Wan Renshan can't survive past the second or third round.
Among cultivators, there are ordinary cultivators and prodigies, and among prodigies, there are geniuses and monsters.
Wan Renshan is a genius enough.
However, at that time, everyone who had dealings with him could tell that there was a subtle but real arrogance in his heart.
Even the head of the Ten Saints of the Primordial Holy Heaven can be arrogant.
His arrogance was well concealed.
Even if it wasn't intentional on his part, and he never looked down on or disliked other students of the Primordial Holy Heaven, this arrogance was undeniably Zhenzhen.
Because of his talent.
Because of his unshakeable position as the head of the Ten Saints of the Primordial Holy Heaven.
Even if he says he doesn't care, it's undeniable that he's proud of this position.
Until he met Lin Xuan at Wan Renshan.
For the first time, he realized what it meant to be completely crushed.
Furthermore, this crushing defeat has nothing to do with the Holy Heaven!
In the past, during the Ten Institutes Grand Competition, even if he lost to the geniuses of other Holy Heaven, he could still comfort himself by thinking that it was because those people had entered the Holy Heaven from a young age, had Great Saint Masters from the top-ranked Holy Heaven to teach them, and had a constant supply of resources, which enabled them to forge their later glory.
But what about Lin Xuan?
He was almost Thirty when he joined Holy Heaven!
Thirty is considered extremely young in the Eastern Continent.
But among the prodigies of the Holy Heaven, Thirty is already considered old and nearing the end of one's life...
There are no more excuses to be made.
Strength is strength.
This strength is not due to its location, nor is it related to any other external forces.
A complete and utter domination, from strength to talent.
Wan Renshan has experienced pain and despair.
But in the end...
He chose to rekindle his inner cultivator, focusing intently on moving forward, catching up step by step.
All the bad, negative arrogance he had possessed had completely faded away.
"In my opinion, this person is not much inferior to the other geniuses of our top Holy Heaven."
The Ten Saints of the Ten Great Saint Heavens spoke casually with smiles, their eyes filled with admiration.
"Hmm... Such strength and demeanor should make him the leader of the Ten Saints. The Primordial Holy Heaven does indeed have a worthy figure."
Many students of the Primordial Holy Heaven were greatly encouraged, and their previous despair and anxiety were completely swept away.
Some even whispered, " Shentu lost, but it's alright, we still have Senior Brother Wan!"
"Senior Brother Wan can definitely do it!"
"Our Primordial Holy Heaven has not been completely defeated; we still have a chance!"
"Come on, Senior Brother Wan! You absolutely must win..."
Gazing at the figure fighting fiercely on the arena, all the students of Primordial Holy Heaven couldn't help but clench their fists and pray from the bottom of their hearts.
Even Qu Youmeng and Wang Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
"If this momentum continues, as long as they don't run into the Holy Heaven of the Ten Great Saint Heavens, Wan Renshan might actually be able to win ten matches."
"Not bad."
Of course, neither of them wanted Wan Renshan to lose.
Whether Wan Renshan wins or loses has absolutely no impact on the two disciples of the Sword Pavilion.
Even the outcome of the Primordial Holy Heaven is not worth discussing.
The reason they came was because their master cared.
If their master cares, then they naturally care too.
On the arena, as time passed, the wins and losses of each match quickly passed, and the sun gradually began to set.
Wan Renshan has won nine matches and is only one match away from victory.
However, there were quite a few other students from the Holy Heaven, and the referee elders called out names several times, but it was still not Wan Renshan's turn.
Wan Renshan was not in a hurry. He sat patiently under the arena, slowly exhaling and recovering his strength.
As is customary, the order in which trainees go on stage is usually spaced out by one or two rounds or more.
This is also to help the trainees heal and recover better.
There has never been a time when a student was allowed to play two rounds in a row.
Wan Renshan won nine games, which meant he went through a full Thirty-Six rounds.
But now, five rounds have passed since his last appearance, and his name still hasn't been called.
For some reason, Wan Renshan had a bad feeling.
but...
He lowered his head, stared at his palm, and finally shook his head.
The Lotus Severance Saint Art has already reached the Great Perfection stage, so unless he encounters those few monsters, he will basically never lose again.
He had won nine games in a row, and this was the last one. No matter what, no matter the cost, he had to win this game.
He won't lose.
Just then, the battle on the stage finally subsided. Three breaths later, the contestants stepped down, and the referee elder finally spoke slowly.
"Next match: Primordial Holy Heaven 'Wan Renshan versus Golden Feather Holy Heaven's Gao Fu."
Upon hearing this, even though he was quite confident in his own strength, Wan Renshan couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
The Golden Feather Holy Heaven and the Primordial Holy Heaven are adjacent and not far apart, which is why they are always in conflict and entangled, and now they are filled with hatred.
But it is precisely because of this that both sides can know each other well and have a lot of information about each other.
The news of the Ten Saints of Golden Feather Holy Heaven, as well as the top geniuses, is basically no secret in the Primordial Holy Heaven.
The name Gao Fu is really quite ordinary.
Just like his ordinary background.
No such person can be found in the Golden Feather Holy Heaven.
He had never heard of such a person as Golden Feather Holy Heaven, which meant that this Gao Fu was merely a minor figure in Golden Feather Holy Heaven.
This final battle is won!
The other spectators from the Holy Heaven all had their eyes light up when they heard the names of the Golden Feather Holy Heaven versus the Primordial Holy Heaven announced.
The conflict between the Primordial Holy Heaven and the Golden Feather Holy Heaven is common knowledge. Before this, the bet between the Golden Feather Holy Heaven and the Primordial Holy Heaven was even publicized by busybodies.
Although we don't know the specifics of the bet, the fact that there's a counterparty involved makes this all the more interesting.
Now, Wan Renshan has won nine consecutive games, and he is already considered a powerful and steadily rising star in everyone's eyes.
but...
Golden Feather Holy Heaven's Gao Fu?
Who is this?
Many people exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a vague and inexplicable disappointment.
"Tsk... It seems that there are still people in the Primordial Holy Heaven who can enter the third round."
"What good luck!"