Chapter 64

As Lin Fei and Gao Ren were chatting and laughing, the Shenwu Square was once again filled with a deafening clamor. The Top 100 Disciple Competition officially began with the entry of many elders and officials.

"Quick, look over there. That's Senior Brother Zhang Wudi, the super dark horse from the last competition! And there's Senior Brother Wang Song, Senior Brother Li... They're all here this time."

"The Grand Overseer of the Outer Sect and the Grand Elder of the Outer Sect are here. It seems this Top 100 Disciple Competition will be very intense. I wonder who will take the top spot in the Outer Sect this time."

Almost everyone's attention was drawn to those entering the square.

Especially the first group of people, each exuding a formidable aura, giving off an unapproachable vibe. They were the elders of the Outer Sect of the Shenwu Sect.

The Shenwu Sect has both Inner and Outer Sects, and similarly, Inner and Outer Sect elders.

The Inner Sect elders are responsible for the Inner Sect disciples, while the Outer Sect elders are responsible for the Outer Sect disciples. Each has their own duties, managing the Shenwu Sect.

During the biannual Top 100 Disciple Competition, the Outer Sect elders always appear to oversee the competition, to prevent any unexpected incidents. They also have the intention of selecting promising disciples for cultivation, to continue the strength of their elder lineage.

As mentioned earlier, the Shenwu Sect is a small martial world, and within this small martial world, there are also various struggles.

The same goes for the Outer Sect elders.

And the Inner Sect elders as well.

...

When the elders and officials took their seats.

Dong—Dong—Dong—Dong—Dong—Dong—

Six consecutive resounding bell strikes, and the entire Shenwu Square fell completely silent.

The older disciples all understood what the bell strikes meant.

—The Top 100 Disciple Competition officially begins.

The atmosphere on the Shenwu Square reached its peak, and everyone began to rub their hands in anticipation, eager to perform well on the stage and leave a good impression on the elders.

The ten stages instantly became the focus of attention.

After the elders sat down, the central elder slowly stood up, his expression solemn, his presence like a mountain. This person was the Grand Overseer of the Outer Sect, wielding all the power of the Outer Sect.

"I hereby announce that the Top 100 Disciple Competition officially begins!"

His not particularly loud voice echoed in everyone's hearts, as if speaking directly in their ears. Everyone was greatly surprised. This was the power of the Grand Overseer of the Outer Sect?

After the Grand Overseer announced, another elder immediately stepped forward.

This elder was not old, looking to be in his thirties or forties, with an unreadable expression. Facing the crowd, he slowly spoke, "This elder's surname is Han. I will now announce the rules of the Top 100 Disciple Competition. The competition will not be scored; the winner advances, the loser is eliminated. No deadly combat is allowed, and violators will be executed without mercy. I also have an announcement: the top ten disciples in this competition will not only enter the Inner Sect but also have the opportunity to enter the Ice Forbidden Zone to comprehend supreme battle techniques..."

Everyone ignored the rest of Elder Han's words, all captivated by the Ice Forbidden Zone.

They couldn't even imagine that the top ten reward in this competition would be so astonishing.

...

"High Man, you know a lot. What is this Ice Forbidden Zone? It sounds quite mysterious."

Lin Fei frowned, unable to recall any information about the Ice Forbidden Zone. The part about comprehending supreme battle techniques made sense to him—learning battle techniques, right?

High Man couldn't hide his excitement, subconsciously grabbing Lin Fei's hand and exclaiming, "Awesome! They're going to be awesome! The Ice Forbidden Zone, that's a very special place in our Shenwu Sect. I've heard that the Ice Forbidden Zone houses all the battle techniques from previous generations. You know, the power of a basic battle technique is no less than that of a Yellow Rank mystical technique. If I learn a basic battle technique, damn it, who would be my match!"

Lin Fei suddenly understood. The Ice Forbidden Zone was probably a place to record battle techniques.

Battle techniques.

Lin Fei couldn't help but think of the old man's battle technique in the Black Water Mountains, which had astonishing killing power.

Now, the Shenwu Sect was providing an opportunity to learn, and Lin Fei's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a beautiful woman emerging from a bath, eager to pounce.

"I must seize this opportunity. No one would complain about having too many battle techniques!"

The entire Shenwu Square was shocked by this news. No one could imagine how important it was to comprehend supreme battle techniques, and now it was happening right before their eyes.

The disciples standing behind the elders and officials had similar expressions to those in the square, all showing greedy desires.

Even a basic battle technique, if it were to spread outside, would cause a bloodbath.

The importance of this was self-evident.

...

Beside each of the ten stages, two disciples walked out, carrying a large wooden box filled with number plates. An official acted as the referee, standing expressionless next to the box.

The disciples in the square began to move in the corresponding directions.

The Top 100 Disciple Competition began.

The Outer Sect of the Shenwu Sect had nearly 3,000 disciples, but only about 1,000 would compete, while the rest came to observe.

This was a stage for disciples above the Seventh Level of Martial Dao.

Lin Fei's number plate was 707, a randomly assigned number starting with 7, placing him on Stage 7. Gao Ren did not participate this time.

Stage 7 was already packed with people!

"Xiao Fei, be careful. I saw many experts earlier, all gathered at Stage 7. If you can't win, don't be stubborn. The Top 100 Disciple Competition strictly prohibits killing, but severe injuries are common. You need to be mentally prepared."

Gao Ren scanned the area, telling Lin Fei what he saw and giving him some advice.

Lin Fei nodded, "I understand."

Stage 7 gathered many experts, and Lin Fei was already mentally prepared. He couldn't help but marvel at the many experts in the Outer Sect of the Shenwu Sect. No wonder it could become one of the three major sects of the Unfallen Dynasty, with such a solid pool of potential disciples.

"The competition begins!"

The official referee remained expressionless.

Beside the wooden box, a low-level Martial Dao disciple raised his hands and, under everyone's gaze, reached into the box to start the first round of the draw.

To ensure fairness, the Shenwu Sect always had low-level disciples conduct the draw. Low-level disciples are at the Third Level of Martial Dao, making the draw the fairest.

In the draw, who meets whom is left to fate. Good luck can lead to advancement, while bad luck can lead to elimination.

After a few rolls, the low-level disciple drew two number plates and respectfully handed them to the official referee.

"I hereby announce that the first round of the competition will be between number 754 and number 782. Please have the contestants with these numbers come to the stage immediately. Failure to appear within the time of a cup of tea will be considered a forfeit!"

"Haha, I'm the first one! Who is my opponent? Come out quickly!"

A figure moved, and a black-robed disciple appeared on the stage, boasting and laughing loudly.

PS: The second chapter will be around 11:30 PM.

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