"Damn it! Die!"
The three were instantly enraged and struck together with a deadly blow: "Weituo Divine Emperor Art!"
"Moon Rolandia Art!"
"Savage God Collapses Heaven Art!"
Behind Ming Zhitan, a faint phantom of the Peach Blossom Palm appeared, and he swung a grand hand seal: "Bang bang bang...!"
The three instantly dissolved into blood mist... vanishing without a trace.
A third moment of silence...
Ming Zhitan followed suit, collecting the ethereal items of the three, and nodded with satisfaction: "Should be worth about twenty million."
With the previous lesson, no one dared to step forward. In contrast, among the disciples of the Seven Xuan sect present, only Gu Feng from the Seven Xuan had arrived; the others had not. Those in the know understood that the other disciples were likely still recovering from their injuries, as they had all been heavily wounded by Ming Zhitan and Gu Feng last time.
Soon, there was nothing more to see. The disciples returned to their respective Xuan sects to cultivate, and those who had prepared stools and snacks could only pack up as soon as they had set up.
...
Upon learning that Ming Zhitan had caused another disturbance at Fengyang Terrace, Yun Shu couldn't help but scold him!
Ming Zhitan cried out in injustice, saying he had no choice but to fight for the sake of the Six Xuan sect's reputation.
Clearly, he was the one who provoked others, yet he righteously claimed to have preserved the honor of the Xuan sects that had been provoked by disciples from other sects. You truly are something.
Yun Shu was not overly harsh, merely asking Ming Zhitan to keep a low profile and restrain himself in public. However, in her heart, she was secretly pleased, as he was a disciple she had trained.
...
Soon, it was time for the annual Eight Xuan Grand Competition!
Disciples from all Eight Xuan sects had intensified their training throughout the year, and there was no time to delay, except for a portion of disciples whose training had been interrupted by Ming Zhitan's recent troublemaking...
The rules were a draw for matches, ending when one yielded. Ten outstanding disciples were to be selected from thousands, with winners receiving five times the cultivation resources, second to third place receiving eight times, and the first place receiving ten times!
Among the many disciples of the Eight Xuan sects, disciples of the core Xuan would fight against disciples of the core Xuan, inner disciples against inner disciples, and outer disciples against outer disciples.
All Xuan Lords emerged from seclusion, and even the Sect Leader Dong Qianxunyang made a rare appearance, intending to witness this disciple of the God Realm.
Xuan Lord of the First Xuan, Ming Xuan Shuang, clad in a light ink-colored robe with cloud shoulders, took his seat at the head of the table.
Xuan Lord of the Second Xuan, Yue Fei Xing, wearing a vibrant green robe with white koi patterns, took the second seat.
Xuan Lord of the Third Xuan, Jiang Qiu He, in a lotus-adorned pink outfit resembling peonies, took the third seat.
Xuan Lord of the Fourth Xuan, You Zi Ruo, dressed in a moonlit blue robe reflecting the sky, took the fourth seat.
Xuan Lord of the Fifth Xuan, Li Yin Yu Shu, wearing a layered skirt of orchid blue, took the fifth seat.
Xuan Lord of the Sixth Xuan, Yun Shu, in a girlish pink light gauze off-the-shoulder flowing dress, took the sixth seat.
Xuan Lord of the Seventh Xuan, Xing Chen Zi, a man of few words, in a simple grey robe, took the seventh seat.
Xuan Lord of the Eighth Xuan, Wu Tian, the God of War, the Martial Saint Kai, exuding an imposing aura, took the eighth seat.
With the eight Xuan Lords in their positions, the Eight Xuan Grand Competition officially began!
The person in charge began to explain the rules: "The Eight Xuan Grand Competition now commences. All disciples of each Xuan are requested to take their positions and be ready. I am the person in charge and referee for this event. This is a fair, open, and just competition. Outer disciples will compete against outer disciples, inner disciples against inner disciples, and core disciples against core disciples."
"By drawing lots, disciples from each Xuan will be randomly matched. The defeated will be those who cannot get up after falling, discard their weapons and armor, lose their ability to act, or voluntarily concede. However, it must be stopped when one yields; this is not Fengyang Terrace, and you are not allowed to act recklessly. Violators will be punished according to criminal law. Let us begin."
Suddenly, thousands of jade tokens were tossed into the air. Each person randomly drew one, with three colors representing core, inner, and outer disciples.
First, the outer disciples will compete, followed by the inner disciples, and so on.