Chapter 61

(Already noticed you, you better perform well)

True Martial Year 396, May 12th.

The sky was bright, the sun had yet to rise, but the entire Fengwu City was unusually awake, gradually coming to a boil.

Many people emerged from their houses, heading towards the same destination, which was —

The Fengwu Grand Arena!

The Fengwu Grand Arena was jointly constructed by the three major families and the five major clans, located at the center of Fengwu City. It was vast, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people without feeling crowded. At the center, there was a huge platform, one hundred meters long, one hundred meters wide, and one meter high.

The platform was surrounded by many people, densely packed, leaving only a few-meter-wide path. A group of people was walking through this path.

"That's the Tang family."

"That person must be Dragon Spear Tang Junluo, he indeed looks extraordinary."

The Tang family had over fifty people, all of whom were participating in the Fengwu Talent Battle.

Following the Tang family was the Li family, also with over fifty people, then the Zhao family, similarly with over fifty people. Li Zhen Shi and Zhao Wangcheng were among them.

After that, the participants from the five major clans arrived. Compared to the three major families, the number of participants from the five major clans was significantly fewer, mostly around thirty.

Chen Zong was also among the Chen family's team.

"Dragon Spear Tang Junluo, Famous Sword Li Zhen Shi, Cold Knife Zhao Wangcheng, True Sword Chen Zong, the four young heroes of Fengwu are all here."

"Have their cultivation all reached the Sixth Layer of the Blood Qi Realm?"

"Judging from the Blood Qi fluctuations they emit, they are still at the Fifth Layer of the Blood Qi Realm. However, they are all geniuses, each with a record of defeating Sixth Layer Blood Qi Realm warriors in direct combat. Their participation in the Fengwu Talent Battle is expected."

"The five young talents of Fengwu are also here."

As the crowd discussed, more young participants from small families, small forces, and independent warriors arrived, increasing in number.

"You few, find an opportunity to prevent Chen Zong from ranking in the top hundred." The leader of the Fine Rain Gang secretly instructed a few young participants from his gang.

Under pressure from the Chen family, he had to apologize, but he harbored deep hatred and a desire to kill Chen Zong, wishing to flay and dismember him. Although he couldn't directly attack Chen Zong, he could still cause him trouble. If Chen Zong failed to enter the Seven Radiant Martial Academy this time, he would have to wait another year, during which he might find a secret opportunity to eliminate Chen Zong and avenge his only son.

"Don't worry, Leader." The young participants from the gang nodded.

A figure, like a great roc spreading its wings, soared and landed on the huge platform, revealing a middle-aged man in a green robe, with wind-shaped marks on it.

"Ladies and gentlemen..." The middle-aged man raised his hands, his voice loud and clear, immediately silencing the crowd: "My name is Qin Xinshi, a mentor at the Seven Radiant Martial Academy, and I am here to oversee the Fengwu City Talent Battle."

"This time, a total of 983 people have registered to participate in the Fengwu Talent Battle." Qin Xinshi's voice, like a breeze, entered everyone's ears, crystal clear: "But only the top hundred will have the资格 to enter the Seven Radiant Martial Academy."

"Whether you can enter the Seven Radiant Martial Academy depends on your own abilities."

"Now, the 983 participants will be divided into five groups, each group will take turns to climb the grand platform for a free-for-all. The last fifty people standing on the grand platform will gain the qualification for the second free-for-all." Qin Xinshi was concise, not saying any extra words: "Remember, the goal is to knock others off the platform. You cannot deliberately injure others or form alliances to target others. Anyone who violates this will be disqualified."

Soon, the 983 participants were divided into groups. The first four groups each had 200 people, while the fifth group had 183 people.

Chen Zong was placed in the third group.

The 200 people from the first group jumped onto the grand platform, immediately spreading out to find their positions, waiting for the command.

"The first group free-for-all begins." As soon as Qin Xinshi spoke, the 200 people on the grand platform moved, attacking those around them.

For a moment, shouts, screams, and the sound of wind mixed together, creating a chaotic scene. The figures moved rapidly, making it difficult for the crowd to follow.

Qin Xinshi's eyes were sharp, clearly seeing every person on the grand platform, ensuring no one could violate the rules under his watch.

One by one, figures were knocked off the platform, rising with hatred and unwillingness, signifying their loss of qualification.

"Fortunately, I have another chance next year." Some consoled themselves, quickly accepting their fate, while others could not let go, as this was their last chance.

Martial practice requires not only talent and effort but also resources and environment. For example, a top chef, no matter how skilled, cannot do much without ingredients.

For martial practitioners from small towns, entering any force in Fengwu City is a cause for celebration. For martial practitioners in Fengwu City, entering the Seven Radiant Martial Academy is an even greater cause for celebration, lasting three days and three nights. It is not only an honor but also a significant benefit for their martial path.

Zhao Wangcheng was placed in the first group, his long knife cold and sharp, emitting a chilling aura that made others hesitant to approach.

Some members of the Zhao family were also placed in the first group, but they did not dare to form alliances, as in the past, those who did so were all disqualified.

With continuous flashes of knife light, one after another, martial practitioners fell from the platform, suffering minor injuries.

"Stop!" Qin Xinshi suddenly spoke, and the martial practitioners from the first group immediately stopped, with exactly fifty people remaining on the platform.

The fifty people jumped down, and the 200 people from the second group leaped onto the platform.

Tang Junluo was in the second group.

A golden dragon-patterned long spear, with the force of wind and thunder, seemed to emit dragon roars with each thrust, creating a formidable presence.

Tang Junluo had exceptional arm strength, and practicing the Earth Dragon Technique, a high-level human-grade technique, greatly increased his arm strength. His spear technique was superb, and few could match him in direct combat.

After about fifteen minutes, the second group's free-for-all ended, leaving the final fifty people.

The most notable in the third group was Chen Zong.

"Good luck, cousin." Chen Zhong encouraged Chen Zong, whose cultivation had broken through to the Sixth Layer of the Blood Qi Realm last month, and he was placed in the fourth group.

Nodding, Chen Zong took a few quick steps forward and jumped onto the platform.

The free-for-all began.

A powerful wind attack came from the side, heavy and forceful, as if it could shatter stone, a foundational martial technique.

Everyone knew that this was just the first free-for-all, followed by a second, so they naturally tried to conserve their strength and did not easily use human-grade martial techniques.

The second level of the True Sword Heaven Absolute Technique was activated, moving Blood Qi like a sword, greatly increasing his strength. Chen Zong did not draw his sword but raised his right hand, forming a palm strike that produced a terrifying dragon roar.

The Peak Small Dragon Hand!

The power of this palm strike was even greater than the Tiger Force Fist at the Microcosmic Level.

With a single palm strike, the attacker's fist and palm collided, causing him to retreat uncontrollably, falling off the platform. Chen Zong's body swayed, using this force to dash to one side, drawing his sword and slashing a crescent moon of sword light, directly defeating an incoming strike.

Yang Feiyu, holding a precious iron sword, his sword light like a flying swallow, accompanied by a series of crisp sounds, advanced towards Chen Zong under the cover of several Sixth Layer Blood Qi Realm members of the Yang family.

Qin Xinshi's gaze immediately fell on them, but since the Yang family members were only providing cover and not forming an alliance, he did not say anything.

"Chen Zong, you will not enter the Seven Radiant Martial Academy." Yang Feiyu, approaching Chen Zong, his voice cold and fierce, burst with Blood Qi, unleashing a full-force attack, the Flying Eagle Kill, with sword light spreading and transforming into a soaring eagle.

The Flying Eagle Sword Technique had clearly reached the Peak Small Success Level.

"You do not have the qualifications." Chen Zong sneered, not using the Light Splitting Sword Technique but instead unleashing the Eighth Form of the True Sword Technique, a powerful and explosive strike that caught Qin Xinshi's attention.

"What is that sword technique?" Qin Xinshi was puzzled, certain it was a foundational martial technique, but its power was astonishing.

The sword light collided, the soaring eagle was instantly defeated, and the long sword struck Yang Feiyu, who quickly used the Flying Swallow Step to leap back. Chen Zong took a step forward, changing his thrust to a slash, using minimal force to unleash maximum power, striking heavily on Yang Feiyu's sword.

The terrifying force bent Yang Feiyu's precious iron sword, striking his chest. With no place to brace himself in mid-air, Yang Feiyu quickly retreated, landing and continuing to retreat, finally stopping at the edge of the platform. Just as he was relieved, a powerful kick came from in front of him.

He barely managed to defend, but the kick was too sudden, sending him flying off the platform.

"Damn it!" Below the platform, Yang Feiyu's face was ashen. Although he had another chance next year, he could not let go, his gaze filled with hatred towards Chen Zong.

Last time, at Tang Junluo's Ascending Dragon Gathering, he was humiliated, and this time, he was prevented from entering the Seven Radiant Martial Academy. Damn, damn.

Qin Xinshi's attention was mostly on Chen Zong, who had surprised even him, a mentor at the Seven Radiant Martial Academy. He was certain that such a foundational martial technique could not be found in the entire Seven Radiant Martial Academy.

"Unexpected discovery." Qin Xinshi thought, quite curious: "Moreover, this young man's cultivation has not yet reached the Peak Fifth Layer of the Blood Qi Realm, yet he can easily defeat Sixth Layer Blood Qi Realm warriors. He is indeed an outstanding genius."

In his mind, he marked Chen Zong as a key focus.

Since climbing onto the grand platform, Chen Zong had continuously attacked, knocking off over a dozen people, most of whom were Sixth Layer Blood Qi Realm warriors, including Yang Feiyu.

At this moment, two people approached Chen Zong from the front and back. At a certain distance, they suddenly burst with Blood Qi, using martial techniques to attack Chen Zong from both directions, putting him in a pincer attack.

The faces of those from the Chen family and Mentor Qin Xinshi changed, while the leader of the Fine Rain Gang's eyes flashed with excitement.

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