Mainland Martial Arts

The next day arrived quickly. Lin Feng and the other two woke up early, packed their equipment, and followed Xing Yue to the largest square in the capital—the Wushuang Arena.

When they arrived at the Wushuang Arena, they were stunned by the sight. The square was enormous, resembling a vast castle. Nine martial arts platforms were neatly arranged and arranged in a staggered pattern. At the very front, a tall stand held many ornate chairs. The highest seat was the seat of the Emperor, a seat of dignity and majesty.

Below the Emperor's chair sat the three Prime Ministers, followed by the heads of the five major sects. Further down were the officials and the elders of the five major sects. Further down, the contestants sat in a circle around the entire square. The other three sides of the square were occupied by spectator seating, with the contestants' seats at the very bottom.

Lin Feng looked up at the lofty Emperor's throne, his heart filled with awe. He felt like a tiny ant standing before this magnificent building. Feng Yutang and Chi Feng were also captivated by the magnificent scene, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Xing Yue led Lin Feng and the other two to the contestant area, where they waited for the competition to begin. Lin Feng looked around and saw many contestants from different major cities. Each of them was exceptionally skilled, exuding a powerful aura. Lin Feng felt the pressure from them, but he didn't back down. Instead, his resolve strengthened.

Soon, the Emperor, surrounded by the crowd, arrived at the Wushuang Arena. Clad in a golden dragon robe and a crown, he looked majestic and sacred. He walked up to the stands, took his seat, and then scanned the entire arena.

Suddenly, the entire square fell silent, everyone holding their breath, awaiting the Emperor's speech. The Emperor cleared his throat and spoke, "Dear contestants, welcome to the Wushuang Arena. Today, we will hold our once-in-five-years Tianjiao Selection Tournament. We hope you will demonstrate your abilities and select outstanding talents for our country."

The Emperor's voice was loud and powerful, echoing throughout the square. His words filled Lin Feng and the others with a sense of mission. They knew that this competition was not just for themselves, but also for the honor of their country.

After the Emperor finished speaking, the person in charge of the selection process came forward and began to explain the rules of the competition. His voice was clear and loud, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

"This martial arts competition is divided into three stages. The first stage is a team melee. People from each main city form a team, and one incense stick is half an hour. After one incense stick, the team with at least two people on the martial arts stage will be considered the winner. There are nine martial arts stages, and you can move around freely, but you must not fall outside the martial arts stage, otherwise you will lose. Even if there is only one person left, you will be eliminated." said the person in charge.

"The second stage is an individual melee, and only the top ten are required. The third stage is a two-person battle to select the rankings. During the competition, you can use weapons, but you must not harm the lives of others. You are not allowed to use pills or other drugs that increase strength and restore physical strength. You can use hidden weapons, but you are not allowed to use them again after the competition." The person in charge continued.

Lin Feng and the others listened carefully to the rules of the competition, secretly calculating their own tactics. They knew that this competition would be very fierce and winning would not be easy.

After the rules of the competition were introduced, the competition began. But before that, Lin Feng and the others had some time to prepare. Lin Feng, still carrying the heavy knife, walked around the contestants' area. His eyes were firm, his expression serious, and his heart was filled with fighting spirit.

Feng Yutang and Chi Feng were discussing tactics on the side. They decided to cooperate with each other in the team fight and play to their respective strengths. Xing Yue encouraged them, telling them not to be nervous and to believe in their own strength.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the competition was about to begin. Lin Feng took a deep breath and adjusted his state. He knew that this was a challenge and an opportunity. He had to seize this opportunity to show his strength.

During the competition's preparations, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Xing Yue approached Lin Feng and the other two with steady steps, his eyes revealing concern and worry.

"The people in the six main cities in the east are indeed very powerful," Xing Yue said in a low and powerful voice. "As far as I know, at least two of them have reached the realm of second-grade warriors. Their strength is too great to be underestimated. The people in the five cities in the middle are also not to be underestimated. One of them seems to have just broken through to the third grade."

Lin Feng's heart tightened as he listened to Xing Yue's analysis. He felt an unprecedented pressure. The presence of those powerful people was like an insurmountable mountain, standing in front of them.

"Most of the remaining people are at the peak of the first rank," Xing Yue continued. "You should be more careful during the competition. I heard that the people in the east and the central main city are planning to cooperate first and push everyone else off the stage."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng felt a heavy weight on his heart, as if a huge rock was pressing down on him. If the strong ones really united, then it would be very difficult for the relatively weaker ones like them to win.

Even though Lin Feng himself was a third-grade warrior, his teammates were only at the peak of the first grade. Facing so many powerful enemies, how could he resist alone? Thinking of this, Lin Feng frowned tightly, and a worried look appeared on his face.

"But don't worry too much," Xing Yue looked at Lin Feng with a hint of encouragement in her eyes, "Just do your best. If you really can't do it, just withdraw from the competition."

Lin Feng nodded slightly. He understood that Xing Yue was thinking about them, but he still felt unwilling to give up. He didn't want to give up so easily. He wanted to fight for a chance of victory for himself and his teammates.

Lin Feng turned to look at the other contestants, his gaze searching the crowd. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a familiar figure: Chen Xiner from Jinyan City. She had a graceful figure and an extraordinary temperament, standing there like a blooming flower.

Xing Yue followed Lin Feng's gaze and saw Chen Xiner.

"Do you know her?" Xing Yue asked softly.

Lin Feng nodded, a hint of joy in his eyes: "She is my friend."

Xing Yue smiled slightly and said, "It's a good choice to cooperate with them. That girl is a second-grade warrior and has good strength."

When Lin Feng heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He hadn't expected that after five years, Chen Xiner had actually broken through to become a second-grade warrior. This was undoubtedly good news for them.