Mythical Cultivation

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. It turned out that Huang Hao, Li Fei and others had arrived at the square one after another. Their appearance was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, causing cheers and discussions from the surrounding disciples.

The square was still packed today, the scene no less spectacular than yesterday's. Even disciples who had been eliminated from the previous competition came to watch. Though they had lost their eligibility to compete for the prize, their interest in this grand event remained undiminished. After all, everyone was eager to see which of their fellow disciples would triumph over the competition and claim the crown.

The prizes for this Outer Sect Competition were quite generous and enticing. The top 100 disciples could purchase a precious Foundation Establishment Pill for a mere 1,000 Spirit Stones, while the top 10 winners would receive an additional high-grade magical instrument. As for the final champion, the rewards were naturally even more generous and mouth-watering. Although the eliminated disciples would not have the chance to personally hold these honors and prizes, they were still filled with curiosity and anticipation, eager to witness the final victory in this fierce competition.

Today has finally arrived, the day of the highly anticipated finals! The atmosphere is tense and heated, with everyone awaiting this fierce battle with trepidation and anticipation.

The tenth elder walked up to the stage with a solemn expression. He looked around, his eyes sweeping over the faces of every contestant, and finally slowly said: "Everyone, today is the critical moment to determine the outcome. I hope you can go all out, give it your all, perform at your best, and strive for the coveted ideal result!" After saying this, the tenth elder nodded slightly and handed the right to speak to Deacon Wang Cheng on the side.

Deacon Wang Cheng took over, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "Today's competition is still a one-on-one duel, but due to time constraints, we will open ten arenas simultaneously for everyone to compete. First, all contestants will be randomly assigned to different arenas for the first round of one-on-one battles. Afterwards, the winning teams will continue to compete against each other, and the losing teams will need to fight against each other again. Through this round of screening, the final rankings of this competition will be determined. Also, from today onwards, everyone's previously used numbers will no longer be valid... Alright, without further ado, I now officially declare that this competition has officially begun!"

As Deacon Wang Cheng finished speaking, the crowd erupted in thunderous cheers and applause. The one hundred contestants standing on the field were truly the elite of the elite, and nearly every one of them was already well-known. Among them were veteran disciples with years of training and formidable strength, such as several masters at the pinnacle of Qi Refining. There were also rising stars, rising dark horses, and outstanding disciples representing the younger generation. Regardless of who they were, they possessed strength and potential that should not be underestimated.

After three intense rounds of competition, even those who had previously kept a low profile have now risen to fame and recognition for their outstanding performances. In particular, among the twenty participants in the first round, several veteran disciples displayed peak Qi Refining cultivation, stunning the audience. Meanwhile, rising dark horses and young disciples were equally determined, unleashing their full potential in thrilling battles. The entire arena seemed like a surging ocean, with each collision creating a dazzling display of ripples.

Therefore, each ring was filled with a dense crowd, some standing, some sitting, their eyes fixed on the contestants fiercely competing above. Some of these spectators were there simply to watch the excitement, while many were the contestants themselves or their relatives and friends. Everyone wanted to witness this exciting competition firsthand, and also hoped to get a preview of the strength of the opponents they might face later.

Wu Ming and his companions were naturally among the spectators. Just then, they suddenly saw a peak-level Qi Refining disciple on one of the stages strike with swiftness and force. In less than ten breaths, he completely crushed the veteran ninth-level Qi Refining disciple with a thunderous force, securing the first victory of the round. The outstanding performance of this peak-level Qi Refining disciple immediately drew exclamations and cheers from the audience.

Seeing this, the contestants on the other stages were clearly spurred on. They no longer concealed their abilities, unleashing their usually hidden talents in an effort to defeat their opponents in the shortest possible time. For a moment, the stages were ablaze with light, and the roar of magic filled the air.

After about a cup of tea, the battles on the ten stages finally concluded, with all bouts decided. Then, it was time for the second wave of contestants to take the stage. Coincidentally, this round was the turn of Huang Hao, a close friend of Wu Ming and his companions. Wu Ming and his companions immediately gathered around Huang Hao's stage and cheered him on.

Huang Hao had just stepped onto the ring when his opponent followed. As expected, Huang Hao faced a seasoned, veteran Qi Refining Ninth Level disciple. The audience, observing this clash, began to murmur and discuss the situation. Some felt that Huang Hao, despite his youth, was formidable; others believed that the veteran disciple, after all, was battle-hardened and had a better chance of victory. So, who would ultimately emerge victorious? Everyone waited eagerly, eager for the outcome of this fierce battle to be revealed.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the ring was already tense! At the referee's command, the two contestants instantly engaged in a fierce clash. From the outset, they unleashed their respective signature skills without reservation. In an instant, hundreds of dazzling sword beams of brilliant color poured out like a torrential rain, instantly filling most of the arena. These sword beams ranged from red like blazing fire to blue like the deep sea to green like emerald... They intertwined and collided in the air, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

However, surprisingly, in less than two breaths, Huang Hao's sword light was like a surging torrent, gradually eroding and suppressing the opponent's sword light. Faced with such a powerful attack, the man obviously realized that he was no match for Huang Hao.