After drawing lots, very quickly, a battle form was posted.
A group of disciples immediately gathered around to watch.
Through this method of drawing lots, every disciple participating in the inner sect competition would fight against the other two disciples.
In these two battles, the disciples who won at least one round out of the two battles would be able to advance to the next round of the competition. The disciples who lost both rounds would be eliminated.
If elimination were to happen with a single lost battle, it would stifle some of the disciples with potential. If Luo Feng fought against Wang Yuzhe, Wang Yuzhe would be eliminated if he lost. With Wang Yuzhe's strength, his true potential would not be realized.
In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, every disciple would have two rounds. If they won at least one round, they would be able to advance.
Of course, if their luck was bad and they drew lots to fight against two strong opponents, then they could only blame their bad luck. After all, luck was also a part of strength.
"Hmm? I didn't expect that my second opponent would be him." Su Chen looked at the list of names posted on the board and revealed a faint smile.
He did not expect that the two of them would meet in the first round of the competition.
"Hehe! Su Chen, you're doomed this time!" Suddenly, a strange voice came from the side.
When Su Chen heard this voice, he could not help but frown slightly. He did not need to look to know who this person was.
However, this guy was very tactless. Seeing that Su Chen ignored him, he actually did not retreat.
Instead, he came forward and whispered into Su Chen's ear, "If you are willing to hand over that medicinal garden, I will ask big brother to show mercy to you. I will not let you lose too miserably."
"Oh?" Su Chen suddenly turned his head around.
He stared at this uninvited guest and said in a deep voice, "Wang Yucheng, I did not expect that you would be so shameless to such an extent. Is this the so-called descendant of an aristocratic family?"
He was also shocked by Su Chen's sharp gaze. However, when he heard Su Chen's words, his expression changed from shock to anger. The muscles on his face twitched slightly.
"Good! Su Chen, you have guts!" After saying this, Wang Yucheng turned around and walked towards Wang Yuzhe. It seemed that he had gone to look for his big brother to vent his anger.
Some of the surrounding disciples had already noticed this scene. They were all extremely shocked. They could not understand why Su Chen dared to provoke Wang Yucheng.
Within the Pure Yang sect, the Wang family still had some influence, and this Su Chen was alone. Was he not afraid that Wang Yucheng would come and settle the score with him?
Sure enough, Su Chen saw that Wang Yucheng had whispered something into the ears of his big brother, Wang Yuzhe, immediately turned to stare at Su Chen. His eyes were filled with viciousness.
Su Chen, on the other hand, calmly met his gaze.
Suddenly...
Dang!
In the pure Yang Hall, a melodious bell chime was heard. The originally lively square instantly quieted down.
On the steps in front of the Pure Yang Hall, Daoist Qingxu appeared. He looked around at the disciples in the square and said, "Let the competition begin."
After he finished speaking, he floated back to his seat and sat down.
The rumbling sound of the drums instantly resounded through the clouds, like the war drums on the battlefield.
Su Chen heard it and suddenly felt his blood boil.
"It's starting!"
A series of war drums sounded and a group of disciples rushed towards the nine arenas in the square. The nine arenas were lined up in a neat row.
Under the fourth arena, a disciple suddenly stomped his legs on the ground, and he immediately soared into the sky and floated onto the arena.
He had jumped onto the five to six-meter-high platform without using any spells.
At this moment, his opponent also leaped onto the ring, and the two of them walked towards each other. The distance between them was about ten meters, and they each stood still.
The first disciple on the ring cupped his hands and said, "Please teach me, Senior Brother Chu Lan."
"Junior Brother Zhao Cheng, I pay my respects!" Chu Lan did not dare to underestimate Zhao Cheng, and he cupped his hands.
Following that, with a solemn expression, he executed the Tiptoeing Technique. The spiritual energy on his body was fully unleashed, and a faint layer of firelight instantly enveloped Chu Lan.
A scorching aura instantly spread out from his body.
"Fire Element Cultivation Technique?"
When Zhao Cheng saw the spiritual energy undulations emitted from Chu Lan's body, he immediately felt joy in his heart, because he cultivated a water element cultivation technique.
In the five elements, water was the counter to fire. When a Water Element Cultivation Technique faced a Fire Element Cultivation Technique, it would have an invisible innate advantage.
However, a middle-aged man below the stage frowned and muttered, "Chu Lan's cultivation base is quite high! It seems like Cheng 'er has a tough battle to fight." This person seemed to be Zhao Cheng's master.
"Senior Brother Chu, defeat him!"
"Junior Brother Zhao, let him experience the power of our Snow Bamboo Peak disciples."
"Green Bamboo Peak will definitely win!"
"The Falling Goose Peak will definitely win!"
Before the two had even started fighting, the disciples of the two sects below the stage had already started to compete.
However, in terms of numbers, the Falling Goose Peak clearly had the advantage, so their shouts were clearly louder than the Green Bamboo Peak.
"Tsk, this isn't a competition of who is the loudest!" Although the Green Bamboo Peak disciples thought so, their shouts became even louder.
At this moment, on the stage, Zhao Cheng also formed a hand seal, and rings of visible ripples immediately spread out from his body. It was as if waves had appeared around him, and layers of water vapor caused everyone's vision to be distorted, the spiritual energy waves that he emitted were not weaker than Chu Lan's.
"Flames Like Rain!" Chu Lan shouted softly.
As he waved his hands, waves of fiery energy surged and surged. They quickly condensed around him. A fireball with a diameter of ten centimeters shot out a wave of heat. The disciples below the stage also felt the heat.
Following that, Chu Lan pointed at Zhao Cheng. Nine fireballs turned into nine fireballs and smashed toward Zhao Cheng.
On the other side, Zhao Cheng's hands were constantly moving, and endless water vapor surged out in front of him, setting off huge waves that swept toward the incoming fireballs.
Boom!
The huge waves collided with the fireballs in the sky, giving off a shockingly loud sound, and the two incompatible forces violently collided.
The shockwave caused the arena to shake violently. Although the arena was built from wood, it was obviously imbued with spiritual energy to ensure that the arena would not be destroyed during the competition.
Zhao Cheng and Chu Lan's figures moved quickly in the arena, performing their respective cultivation techniques. For a moment, the arena was filled with fiery energy, making it difficult for one to endure the heat, and at the same time, it was filled with refreshing steam.
Both parties were at the peak of the eighth stage of the Qi Refinement realm, so it was impossible for either party to completely suppress the other party.
As time passed. the battle between Zhao Cheng and Chu Lan had reached its climax.
On the arena, a vast wave of spiritual power suddenly spread out, and then an azure square seal appeared above Zhao Cheng's head. From the seal, a vast wave of water element power spread throughout the entire arena.
On the high platform, Daoist's Zixu face changed. "Canglan Seal?"
He did not expect that Lin Xuehong, the chief of Green Bamboo Peak, would hand over the Canglan Seal to a young disciple.
With the Canglan Seal in his hand, Zhao Cheng was invincible among the eighth stage of the Qi Refinement realm. He could even fight against a ninth stage Qi Refinement realm opponent.
Chu Lan was immediately shocked. He no longer concealed his right hand and took out a palm-sized scarlet red flag.
At this moment, the blue square seal above Zhao Cheng's head gave out a heart-palpitating aura. Under the infusion of his spiritual power, it rapidly grew. Finally, it was as big as a small mountain and slammed toward Chu Lan.
"Ha!"
Chu Lan angrily shouted, resisting against the Canglan Seal, desperately pouring his spiritual power into the small crimson flag in his hand.
The small flag immediately emitted a dazzling flame. The small flag in his hand expanded with the wind and instantly turned into a large flag surrounded by flames. A huge bird-shaped flame rushed out from the flag, and the firebird exploded with a terrifyingly high temperature, it was as if it wanted to vaporize everything in its surroundings.
"Blazing Flame Flag?" Lin Xuehong, the chief of Green Bamboo Peak, who was sitting next to the sect master, was not surprised when he saw the large flag Chu Lan was holding.
The sect master, Daoist Qingxu, had been watching the competition of the disciples on the nine arenas with a smile on his face the whole time. His gaze did not seem to be focused on that arena.
Both sides used the most precious treasures of the same lineage, and the consumption of spiritual energy was huge.
Rumble...
The Azure Wave Seal above Chu Lan's head descended, seemingly unstoppable. The huge firebird that soared into the sky rammed into the mountain-sized Azure Wave Seal. However, it was completely unable to block the seal's descent.
This match was already very obvious. Chu Lan's body was on the verge of collapsing. In front of Zhao Cheng who had activated the Azure Wave Seal, he was powerless to reverse the situation.
At the same time that firebird was suppressed, Zhao Cheng used an incantation. A stream of azure spiritual energy that was like a river rushed out of the seal and swept Chu Lan's body out of the arena.
After that, Su Chen no longer watched. He walked towards the seventh arena.
It was almost his turn for the first battle...