Mythical Cultivation

After all, although they are the second or third generation disciples of the sect, they have not yet revealed their true identities. I think there must be some special reasons and considerations.

Seeing Wu Ming's seriousness, the others nodded in agreement, promising to keep the secret. Wu Ming's cautiousness was understandable.

Seeing Wu Ming's serious expression, several people couldn't help but gather around him, saying in unison, "What's going on? Why are you so serious? Don't worry, Wu Ming, we won't spread this around!"

At this time, Wu Ming lowered his voice and whispered, "Do you know Dongfang Haoyu and Liu Qingyun? They are not simple people. They are both people with strong backgrounds in our sect. They are completely different from those of us who were recruited from the outer sect."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in sudden enlightenment. One of them couldn't help but sigh, "I see. No wonder these people, who usually keep a low profile, possess such profound cultivation." The others also expressed their deep agreement. However, the puzzling thing was why they concealed their true identities.

At this point, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why do they have to hide their identities so tightly? What good would it do if everyone knew? What harm would there be?" He pondered to himself, if he had such a powerful background, wouldn't he have soared to fame and glory long ago? Why would he need to hide anything? So, he definitely wouldn't choose to remain anonymous.

Facing Wang Xiaohu's question, Huang Hao on the side answered thoughtfully: "In my opinion, maybe they are worried about being discovered by other hostile forces, so that they can get hold of something that will be detrimental to their backers! After all, a big tree attracts the wind, and sometimes being too ostentatious can easily cause trouble." After hearing this, everyone felt that what Huang Hao said made sense, and they all fell into deep thought.

Wu Ming and the others, upon hearing this, agreed that Huang Hao's words made sense. After all, Dongfang Haoyu and Liu Qingyun were descendants of powerful figures in the Qingyun Sect. If they were to leave for training, and if interested individuals from other factions learned of it, they could easily capture them and plot to force the Qingyun Sect's leaders to make concessions. Furthermore, these Qingyun Sect leaders had undoubtedly experienced a bloody and violent journey, and they undoubtedly had many enemies. While their enemies might not be their match, and they couldn't seek revenge against them, it wasn't impossible for them to target their descendants for revenge.

When Zhao Xiaohai saw Zhang Ming's distraught, almost soul-destroying look, a new thought flashed through his mind. "If Zhang Ming knew Liu Qingyun's true identity, I'm afraid his mentality would completely collapse, and it's not impossible that he would even become possessed. You know, for an ordinary person like Zhang Ming, after going through countless hardships and finally, through his own unremitting efforts, he finally gained an opportunity to enter the upper class and become a leader. However, at the critical moment, this precious opportunity was abruptly squeezed out by someone with deep connections and powerful background. Such a huge gap and blow, I guess anyone would find it hard to bear!" Zhao Xiaohai pondered.

The sun was just beginning to slowly dip westward. Although nightfall was still some time away, the second round of competition had already concluded. The ten elders loudly announced that everyone should return to their resting place to recuperate and gather strength for the crucial third round tomorrow.

"Tomorrow is the highlight of this competition! Winning the third round will essentially secure a spot in the top 100! Brother Ming, Brother Hao, Brother Xiaohai, Sister Lingshuang, you all muster up your energy and give it your all!" Wang Xiaohu shouted with anticipation to the group that had made it through to the third round. Unfortunately, he, Ishikawa, and Li Fei, his three companions, had underperformed in the first two rounds and unfortunately lost their qualification for the third round.

"Xiaohu, we will do our best and will not let you down." Zhao Xiaohai said.

The next morning, at daybreak, numerous disciples flooded the square like a tide. Today was the day to determine the top 100, and naturally, no one wanted to miss this exciting moment.

The square was bustling with activity. Disciples gathered in groups of three or five, excitedly discussing the upcoming competition or cheering each other on. A mixture of anticipation and nervousness filled everyone's face.

"Ahem..." With a light cough, the Tenth Elder slowly stepped onto the stage. He surveyed the audience and said with a smile, "Dear disciples, today is another one-on-one competition. All of you who stand here are the elite of our sect. The disciples who win this competition will be candidates for the top 100. It's safe to say that most of the future Inner Sect disciples will be born from among you. Therefore, please approach this competition with caution and don't miss this opportunity!"

After the Tenth Elder gave a concise and insightful speech of encouragement, he handed the important task of presiding over to Deacon Wang Cheng. Deacon Wang Cheng quickly walked to the front of the stage, cleared his throat, and said, "Disciples, today we have 236 disciples participating in the competition. I hope you will maintain the good work ethic of the past few days and always uphold the principle of 'friendship first, competition second.' After all, we are all from the same school and should learn from each other and improve together. As for the competition rules and precautions, I'm sure you are all familiar with them, but I'd like to emphasize them again..."

Deacon Wang Cheng explained in detail the key points of the competition, including how to determine victory and defeat, the prohibitions on using illegal tactics, and so on. After everything was explained, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Alright, now I declare this competition officially open!" Before he even finished speaking, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience, and the entire square was instantly filled with a warm atmosphere.

Before long, the thrilling competition was in full swing. Across the vast arena, twenty arenas stood side by side like twenty glittering stars, each a self-contained miniature world, carrying the contestants' dreams and glories.

With the referee's methodical calls, the competition progressed at lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, it was Huang Hao's turn to take the stage. When he heard his number called from stage number ten, Wu Ming and several other friends followed without hesitation, heading towards the challenging stage, ready to cheer Huang Hao on.