N-A-A Chapter 27 The Tournament Begins!
Chapter 27 The Tournament Begins!
Chapter 27 The Tournament Begins!
The Haotian Sect's martial arts arena occupies one-third of the entire mountain peak, making it extremely vast and showcasing the Haotian Sect's past glory.
The entire martial arts arena has thousands of arenas of all sizes, making it even larger than the Heavenly Battle City Lord's Soul Arena!
Today, the training ground was bustling with activity once again.
The entire Haotian Sect gathered at the martial arts arena.
Tang Xiao stood in mid-air, his voice spreading through his soul power, resounding throughout the entire sky.
"In this competition, you should do your best to show your strength, but also remember the camaraderie among your teammates!"
"During the match..."
"The competition has officially begun!"
As Tang Xiao finished speaking, the disciples waiting below walked to the edge of their respective competition areas.
The competition format is very simple: match up and compete, with the loser eliminated, until the top three in each of the three tiers are determined.
The schedule and roster were released as early as yesterday.
Currently, Haotian Sect has 29 miscellaneous disciples, of which 21 are disciples of affiliated sects.
There are 63 outer disciples and 88 inner disciples, for a total of 180 disciples!
There is a half-hour break after each match.
Given the current number of disciples in the Haotian Sect, this competition can be completed within a day!
As each disciple stepped onto their respective arena, the five elders of the Haotian Sect arrived, standing directly above the arena to take control of the entire situation.
The first round only had ninety battle arenas, and those with the strength of Title Douluo were able to arrive instantly in case of any unexpected events in any battle.
Moreover, in these internal sect competitions, no one would resort to killing; it would be a losing proposition.
Ye Ming was standing on the arena in the inner disciple area. His opponent was a woman dressed in a very capable manner.
Tang Qiushui belongs to the Second Elder's lineage and is a level 38 Power Attack-type Soul Master!
In fact, the minimum standard for inner disciples of the Haotian Sect is Soul Venerable.
Apart from Ye Ming, there are no other exceptions.
Although there are monthly challenge opportunities, it is almost impossible for the weak to defeat the strong when the entire sect possesses the Martial Soul of the Haotian Sect.
"Little brother Ye Ming, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible. My iron hammer won't hold back." Tang Qiushui looked at Ye Ming on the other side of the arena and chuckled, "I don't want them to say I'm bullying him."
The moment she stepped onto the stage, she extended her right hand, and the black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her grasp. At the same time, three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—slowly rose and pulsed around her.
This is not a battle arena; there is no time allotted for the two sides to exchange names or unleash their martial spirits.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ming's face showed a strange expression. He thought to himself that this girl must not have participated in the beast tide that night and did not see him fight the three-thousand-year-old dark gold dinosaur bear, otherwise she would never have said such a thing.
The dark golden Haotian Hammer also appeared on his right hand, and two soul rings shimmering with brilliant purple light slowly rose from his feet.
Upon closer inspection, there was even a glimmer of black light within the second purple spirit ring.
Tang Qiushui was instantly dumbfounded. "You! You! You! What the hell is this?!"
Just then, the Third Elder spoke up: "Three, two, one, the battle begins!"
Ye Ming stepped forward, instantly closing the distance between the two. Looking at Tang Qiushui, who had just recovered from her daze, he showed no mercy and swung the Haotian Hammer at her.
"Damn it!" Tang Qiushui cursed under her breath, not expecting Ye Ming to show no humility or hesitation.
In her haste, she only had time to hold the Haotian Hammer horizontally in front of her chest.
"boom!!"
With a loud bang, Tang Qiushui's figure flew backward and crashed heavily outside the arena.
There's no need to use any soul skills at all; with Ye Ming's current strength, this one hammer strike is enough to crush his opponent!
"hiss!!"
"So strong!"
The disciples on the two adjacent arenas were all startled by Ye Ming's swift hammer strike, and their movements slowed down considerably.
In the stands, Tang Xiao's eyes lit up.
"Hey, this kid's really something."
High in the sky, several elders raised their eyebrows and reminded, "The loser shall leave the arena, and the winner shall wait for the other disciples to finish their battles before drawing lots for the second round of the competition."
Below the arena, Tang Qiushui stood up, rubbed her aching chest, glared at Ye Ming with resentment, and reluctantly retreated.
Ye Ming remained expressionless, sitting on the arena and quietly watching the battles in other areas.
He discovered that there were several levels of strength among the inner disciples.
Tang Long and Tang Hu were clearly in the first row, and the two of them, along with Tang San, almost took down their opponents one after another.
Following the two were Tang Yu and Tang Tian, whose strength was at the same level, and they also crushed their opponents.
The disciples in the third row were all four-ring Soul Masters and three-ring Soul Venerables. The difference in strength was not too obvious, but most of the battles were between Soul Masters who advanced.
As for Ye Ming, he obviously cannot be judged by common sense.
The feedback from the two thousand-year-old dark gold dinosaur claw bear soul rings improved his physical attributes. Combined with the increased strength and defense from the Gu Master's methods, his physical attributes were comparable to those of an ordinary Soul King, even without using Gu worms.
Battles raged on, and Ye Ming defeated his opponents time and time again.
With the elders carefully controlling the situation, Ye Ming and Tang Long did not encounter each other in the first five rounds.
In the fifth round, Tang Long received a bye and advanced directly to the sixth round.
In the sixth round, the inner disciple competition, only six people remain: Tang Long, Tang Hu, Tang San, Tang Tian, Tang Yu, and Ye Ming!
By this time, the battle between the menial disciples and the outer disciples had completely ended.
All eyes were focused on the arena in the center.
The final draw result was quite a coincidence.
Tang Long VS Tang Yu!
Ye Ming VS Tang Tian!
Tang San VS Tang Hu!
Three arenas, six people standing at the same time.
Tang Yu wore a bitter expression, Tang Tian looked relaxed, while Tang San and Tang Hu were locked in a fierce battle!
These three battles are sure to be fierce! The five elders in the air also flew down and stood on the edge of the arena.
When Soul Masters at this level really start fighting, they can easily lose control, so they must ensure the safety of these people!
"Release your spirit rings, and the battle will begin after the countdown ends!" The Second Elder's expression was solemn, giving everyone ample time to prepare.
Tang Long, with six spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—featured a relaxed expression as he faced Tang Yu, a five-ring spirit king.
Even though Tang Hu was a six-ring Soul Emperor, his expression couldn't help but become more serious when he saw the five strange soul rings on Tang San's body: two yellow, one purple, and two black.
Of the three arenas, the most bizarre scene was the battle between Ye Ming and Tang Tian.
Tang Tian, as a five-ring Soul King with the best Soul Ring ratio, needs no further explanation. However, when he stood next to Ye Ming, a Great Soul Master with two purple Soul Rings, he attracted everyone's attention.
This strange spirit ring even made people overlook the fact that Tang San's fourth spirit ring was at the ten-thousand-year level.
However, even though Ye Ming possessed two thousand-year soul rings, Tang Tian didn't care at all.
Even though Ye Ming was able to make it into this round, which is quite powerful, there is an insurmountable gap between a thousand-year soul ring and a ten-thousand-year soul ring, and between a Great Soul Master and a Soul King!
Tang Tian flexed his chest muscles, tilted his neck, and said to Ye Ming very seriously:
"Honestly, you're really strong! You've come this far, you should be proud of yourself."
"I'm very grateful to you for saving Tang Yu, so I will do my best!"
"Let me show you the true power of a Soul King!"
(End of this chapter)