The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 174 The Cruel Elimination Rounds
"This guy is really arrogant!"

Zhu Bupang and his companion were quite displeased. Even the lean man frowned. Why try to snatch the ranking tokens one by one when it's much faster than directly grabbing the ranking tokens of the remaining strong teams?
For example: if you try to steal ranking tokens from ten people now, it's not as effective as stealing from one person later in the battle!

Anyway, the points won't disappear from the token, so why not have someone else do it for you first...?

Kuang Tu's method was undoubtedly the best. Although it was not time-saving, it was very labor-saving. However, the group did not expect that Ye Hui would be so out of touch with reality.

"Neither of you are fat nor thin, you two can go too!"

The man in blue suddenly turned his head, as if he had noticed something, and immediately spoke.

This match is meaningless to me, but it's good for Zhu Bupang and the other two to take it as a learning experience.

"Alright! ...!"

"Thank you, Boss...!"

The two guys, who had been holding back for a long time, seemed very excited. As soon as they uttered a sentence, they rushed into the nearby crowd.

Instantly, smoke and fire rose wherever it went, and screams of agony filled the air; it was the most powerful force in the land for a time.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Swish!" The ranking tokens on the screen skyrocketed, almost exceeding the limit. This attracted the attention of many people both on and off the field.

"Hiss! These two disciples have good aptitude! They are almost comparable to Xue Wu!"

The man in the purple-gold crown whispered something to the elders beside him in surprise. The others nodded in agreement, clearly noticing the terrifying aura emanating from the two, which was not much weaker than that of Xue Wu from before…

"Uh...!" This scene came so suddenly that Kuang Tu was dumbfounded. He immediately straightened his mind and dared not look at the fat and thin disciples clearly as he had before.

"Hehe, Brother Kuang, don't be offended! These two guys are also restless, let them have some fun!"

The man in blue robes smiled casually at the lean man, clearly aware that Zhu Bupang and his companion were venting their displeasure.

It started with Xu Peng's repeated provocations, followed by Kuang Tu's disdain and Ye Hui's contempt.

Although they kept these things to themselves and didn't say anything, it didn't mean they didn't have tempers.

Therefore, many inner disciples who were encountered by the two began to suffer misfortune...!
"If you're exhausted, come back immediately! Don't linger in the fight!"

The man in blue sent a telepathic reminder. Fortunately, Zhu Bupang and his companion were relatively restrained in their attacks, unlike the strong teams who indiscriminately attacked and severely injured people. As a result, Feng Ling didn't bother to pay them any more attention.

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright! I feel extremely honored to be in the same team as Junior Brother Feng and the others!"

Kuang Tu is straightforward, and his words came from the bottom of his heart. Although they sounded a bit exaggerated, there was no hint of flattery or falsehood in them.

Then, Feng Ling responded humbly again, and without caring about cleanliness, he and Kuang Tu sat down cross-legged at the edge of the dueling arena.

Instantly, the place where the two were located became the only remaining patch of pure land within a kilometer radius.

Compared to the disciples who were battered and bruised from the fierce battle, the man in blue and Kuang Tu looked incredibly relaxed and at ease, with their eyes closed in rest...

"Whoosh—!" A subtle energy rapidly spread throughout the arena from an unknown corner.

In the VIP section, both the man with the purple-gold crown and the white-haired old man frowned simultaneously. Then, two powerful spiritual forces followed the trail and probed outwards.

"Hmm?" After failing to achieve his goal, the white-haired old man glanced at the calm-looking man in the purple-gold crown and immediately withdrew his spiritual power. Feng Tianjue, on the other hand, also looked at the man in blue with some uncertainty.

"Feng Ling's mental strength is so powerful? It's fortunate that that old bastard Long Yuzhong couldn't detect it, but I was almost fooled by him too...!"

Just as the Jade Purity Sect Master's brows relaxed and he let out a sigh.

"Let's get down to business!"

The withered old man gazed at the closed-eyed man in blue robes sitting on the outskirts of the dueling arena. Then, his main body and his clone focused their attention, secretly analyzing everyone in the arena.

Spiritual power is a powerful force that only legendary spirit masters can deeply understand and utilize.

Those below the legendary level are merely making superficial, instinctive contact without being aware of it, and have little real understanding of the subject.

The difference between the two is like that between a philosopher and an ordinary person. When an ordinary person has something to say, they may be able to utter a few words that they themselves do not know are philosophical.

But they still cannot be called philosophers!
True philosophers, however, are different; they have already reached the level of understanding all things and pursuing truth.

Even casual remarks can sometimes contain profound philosophical insights!

"Ok?"

"one,
two,

Three...!

Seemingly sensing something, both the man in blue and the withered old man frowned and memorized all the places in the dueling arena where faint black energy was emanating.

Before long, the appearances and voices of about sixty people, scattered here and there, were clearly imprinted in the man in blue's memory.

Afterwards, they compared the information with the withered old man's possession, matching each item to its corresponding name, and found a series of specific details.

Among these people, some were discovered through mind reading, some through the habitual action of "using poison," and others through the same evil spirit master's techniques.

Feng Ling wondered if others had noticed a detail: most evil spirit masters had a common problem in battle—they liked to switch weapons after killing someone.

During the ongoing inner disciple competition, Feng Ling has already discovered no fewer than thirty people who frequently switch weapons.

The only difference is that the condition has changed from killing one person to "defeating" one person!
comprehend by analogy!
Once or twice is fine, Feng Ling can treat it as "sore hands", but this high frequency and regularity makes it impossible to fake!

In any case, Feng Ling used all sorts of bizarre identification methods this time. He was determined to wipe out all these evil spirit masters in one fell swoop!
I wonder if those deeply hidden evil spirits, upon learning that the reason they were discovered was so melodramatic, would be so annoyed that they'd want to bang their heads against a wall and die!

……

However, the previous display of mental power did not mean that Feng Ling's mental power was so strong that even Feng Tianjue would have to admit defeat.

Rather, it is Feng Ling's understanding and application of mental power that far surpasses that of ordinary people. Even if he cannot match Feng Tianjue's mental power in terms of intensity, he may not be inferior to Feng Tianjue in terms of the quantity he can completely control.

This is similar to the difference between "large quantity" and "high quality." Both have their own merits, and it would be difficult for either of them to definitively say whether it is good or bad without considering the specific circumstances.

"Bang!..."

Just as Feng Ling had found the vast majority of the remaining evil spirit masters among the inner disciples, the number of teams on the scene rapidly decreased from over a hundred to a mere twenty-four groups.

Fierce competition, fierce confrontation!

The intense battle had reached a fever pitch, and everyone except the two disciples who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed was covered in sweat and panting heavily. Their previously excited eyes were now tinged with deep, indelible fatigue.

"Tsk tsk, Sect Master! That was a really ruthless move of yours!"

Looking at the whole situation, the withered old man could easily see that there were fewer than ten squads that could still remain intact!

However, even the seemingly complete squads now have a significant number of members who were added during lulls in the battle!
"The fledgling eagle will eventually take flight on its own. Although this competition is cruel, its life is not in danger. It is a kind of tempering!"

The Jade Purity Sect Master wasn't annoyed. He chuckled and glanced sideways at the withered old man in the seat to his right. In his heart, as long as he could discover promising talents who could stand out, he didn't care what methods he used.

It's normal for competitions to be brutal, after all, every sect cultivates strong individuals based on their disciples' potential, and even the large and powerful Yuqing Sect is no exception.

Feng Tianjue wouldn't be foolish enough to act as a charity and use a large amount of the sect's resources to boost everyone's cultivation level.

Upon closer reflection, this might explain why the Yuqing Sect's higher-ups pretended not to know about the drawbacks of the previous "one-on-one" competitions.

In other words, it doesn't matter if one or two elites are missed, because those who remain in the end are the elite of the elite!

In short, if someone is a "useless" person with poor qualifications, no amount of resources can make them successful. After the selection process is completed, they will still need to be carefully chosen.
"Boom—!" Smoke and dust filled the area within a kilometer radius, as if a thick layer of smog had been cast over the dueling arena. However, the deafening buzzing sound that was still ringing in the ears was beginning to weaken.

In a certain part of the dueling arena, the two men sitting cross-legged did not move an inch, remaining spectators as if the battle had nothing to do with them.

"Damn it, that guy is really lucky!"

"Hmph! If it weren't for Senior Brother Kuang Tu sitting next to him, I would have welded him over with a single slash!"

As the disciples, who had fought valiantly, retreated, they inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene, and immediately felt indignant.

We've been through so much trouble, struggling to grab ranking tokens, so why can he just sit there leisurely and enjoy the fruits of his labor?

"Hmph! So what if you found a few good teammates? What's with the act?"

Seeing the man in blue with his eyes closed and a smile on his face, the disciples were filled with resentment, their jealousy stirring within them.

No one dared to say anything to the strong, lean man, but the man in blue was different.

Judging from the performance of the man in blue since he entered the arena, everyone concluded that Feng Ling himself had no real strength.

At best, he's just a lucky guy!

"If you come forward to present the token, I won't mind accepting it myself!"

The lean man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent that made the legs of the disciples who had come forward with ill intentions tremble.

"Senior Brother Kuang, it's a misunderstanding!" Feeling the biting coldness coming towards them, the group quickly clasped their hands in apology. Then, they glanced reluctantly at the man in blue robes who was only three meters away from them.

"Let's go...!" After gritting their teeth and thinking for a second, the group finally made the decisive choice to turn back and leave.

Unfortunately, Kuang Tu's well-intentioned act led many inner disciples to believe that the man in blue was just a novice who only dared to hide under the protection of a strong person.

"Ant! Luck won't stay with you forever!" One by one, they couldn't help but feel displeased and cast disdainful glances at Feng Ling.

Especially the way he tilted his head back and smirked, he was so arrogant, as if he could easily crush the other person with just one finger.

However, a very small number of people recognized Feng Ling's appearance. After all, the number of people who saw Feng Ling and Hu Ba arguing on the morning listening platform of the teaching elders was not large, but not small either!

The main reason is that the incident happened a long time ago, and most of the disciples were quite exhausted after their training. As a result, they had no mind to deliberately recall these trivial matters.

"Cough cough...!" The lean man could naturally sense the strange looks he received from the other powerful teams after they stopped to rest.

Realizing that his good intentions had backfired, Kuang Tu was immediately embarrassed and apologized via telepathy: "Junior Brother Feng, I'm so sorry!"

"Hehe, what are you saying, Senior Brother Kuang? You only helped me out of kindness, and I'm grateful to you more than anything!"

The man in blue raised an eyebrow and opened his eyes. He first gave Kuang Tu a slight smile, then his gaze turned cold, and he said menacingly, "As for these, I'll handle them myself!"

"Hiss~, so cold...!" His gaze was icy cold, devoid of any emotion. The inner disciples who were swept over felt their bodies tremble and unconsciously looked away, barely daring to meet the blue-robed man's eyes directly.

"The knockout stage is over! Everyone off the field, cease fighting immediately!"

As the sun set, after an unknown amount of time, a loud shout, like a lifeline, resounded throughout the entire venue.

"Whoosh...!" As the elder gave the order, the metallic sounds of weapons falling to the ground filled the air, and all the surviving teams breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally over!" Many disciples, covered in wounds, collapsed to the ground with dazed eyes. Their clear eyes held both deep exhaustion and a lingering excitement.

"First of all, congratulations to the thirty-eight inner disciples who are still standing on this stage. You will be the best of the best!"

Long Yuzhong raised an eyebrow and delivered the opening remarks. The disciples below immediately dragged their tired bodies to their feet and stood up straight, their expressions solemn.

"Secondly, congratulations to the first three groups for getting a bye! They are..."

As the white-haired old man slowly introduced the scene, the corresponding information quickly scrolled across the silver screen, which was shimmering with a faint, dazzling light. When the face of the man in blue appeared, it brought tears to the eyes of many people.

……

"Finally, thank you to all the inner disciples for presenting us old folks with a truly spectacular competition! The first round of elimination matches... has come to a successful conclusion!"

Upon hearing this, not only the disciples remaining in the dueling arena, but also the more than three thousand outer disciples and more than four hundred inner disciples in the audience...

The core disciples and elders present all fell into a temporary silence...

A discerning person would notice that the format of the speech was similar to before, but the voice had suddenly changed, leaving people puzzled.

"Damn it!" Long Yuzhong took a few steps back, gritting his teeth in anger. It turned out that the kind-faced old man who had slowly stepped forward had spoken first.

After all, Elder Liu Yidao was the highest-ranking person in charge of the dueling arena, and the Grand Elder couldn't overstep his authority too much, so he had to swallow his anger for the time being.

……

"Alright, everyone, you've all worked hard! It's getting late, so I won't say any more. Go back and get some rest, as we have more matches to play tomorrow!"

When they came to their senses, they were surprised to find that the sky had become extremely dark. As soon as the Jade Purity Sect Master finished speaking, Elder Liu Yidao immediately sent people to organize their departure.

P.S.: My thank-you thread on Genesis was deleted by the system. Is this crazy? I'm speechless.

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Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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