After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

The competition schedule was announced soon after. The second round eliminated half the participants, leaving behind cultivators of considerable strength.

For her, it doesn't matter who she plays against; she has to win no matter what!
Whether by fate or by design, she was grouped with the cultivator who had previously made threats against her.

She needs to think about what the male cultivator said that brought him here...

He said it was a pity they weren't in the same group, and he hoped they would be grouped together in the second round. He also told her to be prepared to be defeated!
Now that she had actually been assigned to a group, Lin Yan couldn't help but sneer, thinking to herself: This really is "wish fulfilled".

Fu Chi saw the group assignments, then walked over to her with a smug look on his face. "Looks like I'm lucky to be in the same group as you."

"Oh, then your luck will be even better. We'll be opponents on the first day of the second round, in the fifth match."

Upon hearing this, Fu Chi looked over and indeed found himself in the fifth match.

"Don't worry, I won't make you lose too badly!" He left with a provocative remark.

Lin Yan couldn't help but wonder, where did this person get his confidence from? They were at the same cultivation level, and he was using the same level of magic weapon provided by the sect. Where did he get such absolute certainty that he could win?

On the day of the competition, both of them waited in the waiting area.

Seeing that he still seemed determined to succeed, she wondered what gave him such courage. There was something strange about this person…

She was already wary, and now she was even more so.

When choosing a magical artifact, she confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her own artifact, and then looked at the artifact that the other person had, which also seemed to be fine.

I can't see anything strange at the moment, but I have a feeling that something is definitely wrong.

The two went on stage together, and as usual, there was a segment where they exchanged harsh words and pleasantries.

Because he had previously said in public that he would defeat her, and someone had recorded it and posted it on Jade Tablet Square, many people were paying attention to the match.

Some small-time bookmakers even opened betting pools for just two people. Because it was a small-scale operation, the organizers didn't shut it down!

Currently, people are more optimistic about Fu Chi.

Both of them were at the Golden Core stage, but she was a rogue cultivator, and the cultivation techniques she could practice were limited.

Fu Chi is, after all, a disciple of a sect, with renowned teachers to guide him, and is ranked in the top twenty of the Prodigy Ranking. Everyone feels that she, a rogue cultivator, cannot compare to him.

Of course, some people think she is the dark horse of this competition and will stand out in the competition! As for whether she can get a high ranking in the later secret realm trial, that's a matter for later.

It's already quite remarkable that a rogue cultivator could make it to the third round of the competition and achieve such a good result!

During this round of trash talk, Fu Chi remained arrogant and smug: "It's not too late to admit defeat now, so you don't embarrass yourself later!"

"Defeat without a fight is not my way!"

As soon as the referee gave the order, Lin Yan immediately enveloped the sword with her spiritual power. With a swing of the sword, a dragon formed from sword energy flew out and attacked the enemy.

Everyone was on tenterhooks: They're unleashing a powerful move right from the start, how exciting!

This is the kind of game they want to see! Testing each other out without really going all out is no fun!

Fu Chi was equally unyielding, unleashing his own sword technique. A blood-red tiger appeared, entangled in a battle with the golden dragon.

Such a contest of spiritual power is undoubtedly very energy-consuming; it's all about who is stronger and who has stored more spiritual power!
Just as the two were exchanging blows with their spiritual energy, a crimson demon wolf silently appeared on the dueling platform. Upon seeing this, the crowd exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't he a beast tamer? How does he have a battle pet?"

"This...is that against the rules?"

"The referee didn't call a stop, so there's definitely no violation..."

Lin Yan had obviously noticed the demon wolf as well, and it launched an attack on her as soon as it appeared!

Can non-beastmasters release monsters to fight? Isn't it true that only beastmasters can bring monsters into battle, and that the monsters must be monsters that have signed a contract and are registered?
This person's profile doesn't say he's a beast tamer!
She knew the game had to continue since the referee didn't call a stop.

The competition manual does state that Beast Tamers can bring their own contracted beasts into battle, but it doesn't say that non-Beast Tamers cannot bring their own contracted beasts into battle.

The other party clearly planned to exploit this loophole in advance!

The fact that the referee didn't raise any objections suggests he was likely bribed beforehand. If questioned by higher authorities, the referee will be able to find excuses to justify his actions.

So this is the very method he used to defeat me, the one he so confidently claimed to have used!
Lin Yan saw the tiger pounce on her. A normal person would be terrified and completely disoriented by now.

Despite the situation, she remained calm and used her free hand to condense a fireball, which she then threw at the tiger that had suddenly appeared.

I've faced being outnumbered before, so why would I panic over such a small situation?
This person underestimates himself too much, thinking that having one more beast would allow him to defeat her. He is being far too presumptuous and underestimating her!
She felt that the other party wouldn't be that stupid; they must have other tricks up their sleeve.

Lin Yan quickly formed hand seals, completing the complex technique in an instant. The sword in her hand transformed into white light, enveloping the stage.

This is a killing formation using a sword as its medium, the most basic kind. The formation is quite strong, capable of trapping a cultivator for a while while severing his connection with his contracted beast.

One is inside the formation, and the other is outside. They are much easier to deal with once they are separated.

The contracted beast was at the fifth level of strength. She had killed many demonic beasts and was quite skilled at dealing with them. She took care of the contracted beast in no time.

I also took advantage of the loophole in the competition rules. It was said that only the magic weapons provided by the organizer could be used. That sword was provided by the sect. I didn't violate the rules by using it to create a killing formation, right?

The audience below the stage obviously thought of this as well, and didn't say much. In fact, her approach was more acceptable than suddenly bringing out a contracted beast on stage.

After all, they didn't want the fight to turn into a one-against-two situation!
That's how people are; after making comparisons, they'll choose the option they find more acceptable.

Fu Chi broke through the killing formation and emerged, only to find that the magical artifact that served as the formation's core was now useless. Upon seeing his demonic beast dead, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace!

"Damn it! You actually killed my contracted beast!"

She couldn't help but find it funny! If someone brings their contracted beast onto the stage to compete, does that mean they have to accept that someone else will kill it?

"What are you saying? If I don't kill it, am I supposed to let it bite me to death?" Lin Yan replied in a sarcastic tone.

"It would be an honor for you to be bitten to death by it!"

"Oh, it would be an honor for him to be beaten to death by me."

Upon hearing this, Fu Chi's anger intensified. He exuded an indescribable murderous aura and ferocity, as if he had become a different person, and charged forward with his long sword.

This attack was ruthless and precise. It didn't seem like swordsmanship he could normally wield; it was as if it were being controlled. (End of Chapter)