Before stepping onto the arena, everyone had to sign a waiver of life and death. After all, fists and feet have no eyes, and with so many people fighting together, injuries and deaths were inevitable. This proved the saying: there's no such thing as a free lunch. To gain something, you must first pay the price, and that price could very well be your life…
Those who came here to take the exam were all elite disciples from various sects or aristocratic families, each one a person of extraordinary courage. They had no fear of death; if they were, they wouldn't have come…
Almost no one hesitated before signing their names on the waiver of life and death…
This was Ye Jingyu's second time signing a waiver of life and death. His heart was calm as he swiftly wrote his name. If he couldn't even handle these people, how could he avenge himself?
Qin Yan is now the Marquis of Baiyun. With such a high status, it's impossible for the Third Young Master to suppress him…
Of course, there were simply too many people. Luo Xiaofeng made a rather merciful decision: weapons would not be allowed during the preliminary rounds. This sparked protests from many sword and saber sects. Most of them were skilled with weapons; without them, how could they possibly compete with those who practiced fist and palm techniques…
However, Luo Xiaofeng silenced them with a single sentence…
The battlefield is ever-changing. If they lost their weapons, would they be unable to fight? If he couldn't, how could he be worthy of the position of Grand General…
The martial arts practitioners thought about it carefully and realized it was indeed true, especially considering there were over forty people, each armed; the casualties would be too great…
The martial arts examination began amidst everyone's anticipation. Ye Jingyu wore a black, fitted outfit, his long, black hair flowing down his back. He looked energetic and handsome, but unfortunately, there were no beautiful women present, otherwise, it would surely have elicited cheers…
Upon arriving at the arena, he found over twenty people already standing there, each with a solemn and wary expression. Everyone present was his enemy; only by defeating them all could he advance to the finals—how cruel…
Soon, the remaining dozen or so people signed a death pact and stepped onto the arena, forming a large circle, each glaring menacingly at those around them… …
Below the arena, a huge parasol was held up (Full text novel reading, all at 1.m. Literature Network)
Under the parasol sat not the King Luo Xiaofeng, as this was only the preliminary round and not yet time for him to participate. Seated here was the examiner for this competition, Wang Zhong, the Minister of War of the Shu Yun Kingdom…
After seeing everyone ascend the arena and nodding to the Third Young Master not far away, Wang Zhong announced the rules of the competition…
Actually, there weren't many rules: falling off the platform meant losing, voluntarily surrendering meant losing, being killed meant losing…
Weapons were not allowed. Otherwise, whatever you did, as long as you lasted until the end, you were the winner…
This was even freer than free fighting…
Wang Zhong was a straightforward man; after announcing the rules, he immediately declared the competition open. Outside the arena, the crowd gathered began to whisper among themselves…
On the arena, Ye Jingyu remained motionless. He stood quietly, a crescent-shaped light faintly gleaming between his brows, barely noticeable in the sunlight and attracting no attention. He subtly swept his gaze over the crowd, finally discovering that among the forty-odd people present, four had reached the Innate Realm…
This was extremely shocking news. While he was confident he could defeat one Innate Realm martial artist, defeating four simultaneously would be incredibly difficult…
His mind raced, trying to figure out how to eliminate these four martial artists first…
“Kill…” Suddenly, one of the Innate Realm martial artists, whose strength and cultivation had been discerned by Ye Jingyu's Heavenly Eye, roared, his figure instantly charging towards the other martial artists beside him…
Almost the instant he spoke, the other three… Simultaneously, the Innate Martial Masters also attacked, each choosing a direction and charging towards the other martial artists…
Seeing this, Ye Jingyu understood immediately…
So these four had conspired to eliminate the ordinary martial artists first, then engage in a duel among themselves…
It seems they didn't want to be caught off guard and have these martial artists reap the benefits…
Thinking to himself, he rapidly retreated, not wanting to be drawn into the center of the melee…
These four Innate Martial Masters were Ying Xiaoxiao from the Falling Shadow Sect, Yue Youqun, the second senior brother of the Heavenly Gang Sect, Bieli from the Injuryless Sect, and Ye Longyi from the Dragon Tiger Sect. All were martial arts geniuses who had entered the Innate Realm several years ago. Although the competition list had only been announced recently, making prior contact impossible, they were all from several major martial arts schools near Yun Jing… The sect's outstanding disciples, having interacted with each other regularly, could understand each other's intentions with just a glance…
The other martial artists, unaware that these four were experts at the Innate Realm, saw one make a move and the others followed suit, rushing towards the nearest person, completely oblivious to the fact that they had become the first targets…
Although Ye Jingyu retreated hastily, he was still blocked by a dark-faced martial artist, who gave him no chance whatsoever, raising his hand to deliver a punch straight at Ye Jingyu's chest…
Not wanting to become the target of everyone's attacks, Ye Jingyu naturally couldn't go all out. He slightly shifted his body, seemingly barely dodging the dark-faced man's punch, and then kicked out…
The dark-faced man also seemed unwilling to exert his full strength at this moment, seeing Ye Jingyu… A foot swept across, and the figure retreated rapidly, but another martial artist behind him seized the opportunity, launching a flying side kick towards the dark-faced man's head…
“Dragon-Breaking Claw…” The dark-faced man sneered, grabbing the attacker's shin with a backhand grab, sending the attacker flying straight away. Because they were all positioned at the edge of the arena, this attacker unfortunately became the first to be eliminated…
“Hehe, good skill…” Ye Jingyu chuckled, his figure flashing to the side, for he noticed three martial artists rushing towards them, seemingly a group…
Seeing the three men's murderous intent, the dark-faced man didn't retreat but instead advanced, raising his hand to throw another punch at the one in front…