After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The Tianzhou Grand Tournament is a martial arts extravaganza held every three years, encompassing all the major powers in the entire Northern Region.

These forces are not limited to those possessing quasi-emperors, but also include wealth and influence. Unfortunately, not all major forces participate. While entities like the Black Sand Sect have their merits, the Purple Dew Academy is criticized for only being qualified to participate in the Grand Competition because of Chen Futu's influence.

At the vast summit of Wudao Mountain, a gathering of powerful forces took place, with over a hundred participating factions and tens of thousands of spectators.

Only Wudao Mountain in the entire Northern Region can accommodate so many people. Legend has it that it was a flat terrain carved out by a powerful emperor with a single sword strike, specifically for holding grand ceremonies.

"Wow, this is Wudao Mountain? How magnificent!"

The disciples of Zilu Academy were like country bumpkins; even Qin Hao and his group seemed to have never seen the world.

On the flat land where the river rises hundreds of feet high, the laws of the imperial way flow in the air, and some people even experience sudden enlightenment.

"Such strong remnants of swordsmanship."

As a martial arts master, Wang Qianshan could sense the remaining imperial rules, which were no weaker than the true meaning of Chen Futu's swordsmanship. Even after a long time, they were still imprinted on the flat ground.

Taking advantage of Wang Qianshan's inattention, Wang Fugui secretly transmitted his voice to Qin Hao and the others, "Old Wang told me privately to greet the Wang family members well when I encounter them. Didn't he tell you that?"

"No."

Qin Hao and the others were quite surprised, which showed that Lao Wang did not want to involve others.

Ling Xue said, "Whatever Elder Wang's plans are, we will do our best to help."

"If we encounter Wang's son, we'll fight him, and then we'll talk about other things."

Fang Yuan has been hanging out with everyone lately, and his usually calm personality has become a bit more unruly.

This competition has many participating teams and adopts an elimination format.

This year's elimination mechanism is different from previous years. Each faction sends seven people to participate and deal damage of the corresponding level on the test stone. At least five people must pass the test to qualify for the main competition.

"It's strange. In previous years, the elimination rounds would take a long time, but this year, with this method, the selection process can be completed in just two or three days."

Wang Qianshan felt something was off. He subconsciously looked towards the host's seat and met the bewitching gaze of Liang Wei, the quasi-emperor of the Liang family. He was startled because Liang Wei was staring at the disciples of Zilu Academy with an indescribable look.

Qin Hao and Xue Tong felt as if they were being pricked by needles, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

"Senior brother, are you alright?" Ling Xue had a keen sense of perception and noticed that something was wrong.

Qin Hao shook his head, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Liang Wei, who was sitting high on the stage. Sure enough, the feeling of being targeted was coming from Liang Wei.

Blood Eyes felt similarly, but unlike Qin Hao, she kept her eyes lowered and remained silent.

"You all be careful, I have a feeling something's fishy."

Wang Qianshan gave them a serious warning, and the group nodded, then waited quietly for the test to begin.

Apart from Qin Hao, Ling Xue, and Wang Fugui, all seven of them had reached the Great Venerable Realm.

Two days passed, and it wasn't until the third day that the Purple Dew Academy was discussed, and they were the last to be tested.

The surrounding people were all mocking, a blatant act of targeting. In the eyes of the powerful forces, the Purple Dew Academy was not worthy to stand with them.

"Ignore them, you can go."

Wang Qianshan looked at the quasi-emperors with a sullen face and some anger.

Liang Wei squinted at Wang Qianshan and made a throat-slitting gesture, her words full of provocation.

"So it was that wicked woman who was behind it all."

Hua Hua grumbled indignantly. Xiao Bai sat under the tree, munching on a steamed bun and sizing up Liang Wei. She mumbled, "She's not as strong as that Lan Mingwang. Xiao Bai thinks he can beat her."

"Stop joking, she didn't do anything. We can talk when she comes after us."

Hua Hua didn't want Xiao Bai to go up against the Quasi-Emperor. If something happened to Xiao Bai, she wouldn't be able to explain it to Chen Futu.

Qin Hao was the first to arrive at the testing monument. The monument was covered with dense markings. After an attack, the markings would light up, and the strength of the attack would determine whether the attack was successful.

"I'm sorry, the Martial Venerable's inscription tablet is broken, only the Great Venerable's tablet remains."

The person in charge looked at Qin Hao expressionlessly.

Wang Fugui gritted his teeth and said, "You're telling us the testing monument is gone from such a grand event?"

"Take the test or leave it, if you don't want to, get out."

This was deliberate obstruction; the test marker might have even been tampered with. In any case, the person in charge had a sour face, looking at him like he was some kind of bumpkin.

"It's him……"

Wang Qianshan looked at the person in charge, his expression gradually turning cold. This person was an elder of the Wang family, his cousin of the same generation, Wang Yun.

Wang Qianshan remembered that when he was expelled from the family that year, it was this Wang Yun who targeted his sister, poisoning her and ruining her foundation. Afterwards, his sister disappeared without a trace. There was a rumor that Wang Yun gave her to a big shot as a maid, and then she disappeared again.

"Cousin, you want to hit me?" Wang Yun sneered at Wang Qianshan. "Too bad, you're a scoundrel who's been kicked out of the house. You're not qualified."

"Qin Hao, let's test it."

Wang Qianshan suppressed his anger, deciding to finish the competition first and deal with other matters later; he couldn't let the children's affairs be delayed.

Qin Hao swung his fist and struck the test monument!

"Haha, he actually dares to do that?"

"Who says otherwise? How many strikes can a Martial Venerable take on a Grand Venerable's testing stone? A hundred or two hundred?"

"This kid's pretty arrogant. He didn't even go all out when he was a level above us, and just threw a casual punch. Who does he think he is!"

The surrounding area was filled with laughter, with the disciples of the Blackwater Sect and the Wang family laughing the loudest.

However, their laughter soon faded as they saw Qin Hao slam his fist into the testing monument, causing the markings to light up with a buzzing sound.

One hundred quarters, two hundred quarters, five hundred quarters, one thousand quarters...

"Three thousand five hundred quarters!"

The crowd screamed, and the entire area descended into chaos.

Having crossed a realm, Qin Hao unleashed an exaggerated level of 3,500 kt. What seemed like a casual punch perfectly showcased the abnormal nature of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, surpassing the qualified level of 1,500 kt by a full 2,000 kt.

hiss--

No one laughed anymore; all around were gasps of surprise, even the three quasi-emperors sitting on the stage looked astonished.

Whose peak Martial Venerable has such strong attack power? The power of one punch is as high as the damage of a Grand Venerable in the Cloud-Piercing Realm attacking with full force.

"Hmph, that's all."

Qin Hao retracted his fist and glanced indifferently at the astonished Wang Yun.

Meanwhile, Chen Futu and Lian Nishang had already witnessed everything from the shadows.

Chen Futu was worried about missing the competition, so he spent some points to teleport here using the system, saving time on the road. Moreover, if he hadn't come in person, he wouldn't have known that the organizers were so heartless and ruthless, actually targeting the Zilu Academy.

Fortunately, the Devouring Blood Demon Art perfectly matched Qin Hao's bloodline of slaughter, allowing him to display his combat power perfectly.