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Chapter 397 The Exceptionally Talented Xu Chongjian (Bonus Chapter! Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

Seeing this, Ye Fan said no more.

His figure slowly rose higher, and he announced loudly: "Since there is no doubt, I hereby declare that the Xu Clan Competition officially begins at this moment!"

After a burst of noise, Ye Fan continued:
"Please wait a moment for the 'Jiazi Competition'. Now, all Foundation Establishment stage participants in the 'Qingxiu Competition', please select a bamboo stick."

Those whose names include the words "exempt from examination" can directly become one of the 256 people.

The remaining numbers, one through seven, represent the order in which the subsequent battles will take place.

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, and bamboo sticks flew out, hovering above the crowd.

Each bamboo stick is imbued with a wisp of magical power, preventing others from spying on it with their divine sense.

In the blink of an eye.

Sixty-five Foundation Establishment cultivators have all made their choices, and forty-six of them have successfully advanced.

Xu Chongfei, Xu Jingwu, and Xu Wenjing are among the forty-six people, while Xu Chongjian will have to participate in the melee.

Next, it was the turn of the Qi Refining stage cultivators to make their choices.

After everything is over.

Ye Fan said, "In half an hour, the person who draws the number one bamboo stick will go up to the arena. Everyone can go all out. If there is any danger, I will protect them and send them off the arena."

Discussions continued around the square.

Everyone was asking each other what number they had drawn.

Xu Chongfei looked at Xu Chongjian and asked, "What's your number?"

“Number One,” Xu Chongjian said calmly.

Xu Chongfei's eyes lit up. "I heard that you have been diligently practicing swordsmanship these days, as if you are trying to comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship. I wonder if you have been able to comprehend even a little bit of it?"

"If you hadn't met me, brother, I would have shown you something."

Xu Chongfei said no more.

Half an hour later.

A clear, melodious sword cry rang out, and Xu Chongjian's figure swept onto the blue arena like a sword light, standing steadily in the center.

He held the ancient sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed. Within a three-zhang radius around him, the air seemed to solidify, with a subtle, sharp aura circulating within.

The remaining ninety-nine contestants also took to the stage one after another, some nervous, some excited, and some calm, and quickly dispersed.

Foundation Establishment cultivators subconsciously kept their distance from each other, not wanting to bump into each other prematurely.

Qi cultivation cultivators mostly stick together or are scattered on the periphery.

The arena, which is thirty feet long and wide, can easily accommodate a hundred people.

The people on stage were a diverse group, including members of the Xu family, disciples from other families, and outstanding individuals from various affiliated families.

Besides Xu Chongjian, there are three other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, one of whom is a young Foundation Establishment cultivator with the Lei family's Earth Spirit Root.

The rest are all at the late stage to the peak of Qi Refining.

"The match begins!"

As Ye Fan's voice fell, a pale golden light screen suddenly lit up around the arena, forming a closed space.

"Let's do it!"

Someone shouted first, instantly shattering the peace!

Throughout the arena, flashes of light and shouts erupted.

The vast majority of Qi Refining cultivators would immediately attack those around them!
The sounds of magical artifacts colliding, spells exploding, and cries of pain and groans mingled together.

Fireballs roared, ice spikes flew, vines entwined, and golden blades flew... The light of low-level spells and magical artifacts filled the edges and corners of the arena.

The battles between Qi Refining cultivators are the most direct and brutal. Often, within a few moves, someone's protective spiritual light will shatter, and they will be hit by subsequent attacks, spitting blood and flying backward.

If they are unable to participate in the battle, Ye Fan will protect them and send them off the stage.

Initially, no one attacked Foundation Establishment cultivators.

But gradually, some people started to have designs on them.

More than twenty Qi Refining Perfection cultivators, confident in their strength or with excellent teamwork, divided into three groups and launched a siege attack using various methods!

They either used talismans for long-range bombardment or formed simple battle formations for close-quarters combat, attempting to eliminate these three clearly superior opponents first by virtue of their numerical advantage.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator from a vassal family roared repeatedly, summoning a shield magic weapon to parry left and right, while simultaneously unleashing a wide-range fire spell to counterattack, instantly defeating several people.

However, more Qi Refining cultivators fearlessly rushed forward, and various restrictive spells such as Mud Swamp, Vines, and Ice Seal were continuously cast, greatly limiting their movements.

For a moment, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators were all in a rather disheveled state.

Of course, eliminating them is not an easy task.

Using their superior skills far exceeding those of Qi cultivators, they moved about, quickly breaking free of the encirclement and then defeating the enemy one by one.

On the arena.

The special area is the center.

Xu Chongjian remained standing with his eyes closed, as if the fierce battle around him had nothing to do with him.

The area around him, spanning three zhang in radius, had already transformed into an invisible domain of sword energy!

Thin, yet incredibly sharp, pale blue sword energy spontaneously swirled and flowed, cutting through the air with a subtle hiss.

Any magical aura that flies into this range, whether it is a fireball, an ice spike, or a golden light, is pulverized the moment it touches the sword aura's domain, turning into specks of spiritual dust and dissipating.

Furthermore, a chilling sword intent, as sharp as the frost of a harsh winter, spread out, causing those who approached to feel a chill run through their bodies and a stinging pain in their souls.

Some members of the Zhao, Lin, and Jiang families were unconvinced by Xu Chongjian's status as the "number one genius" of Dongxi and wanted to test his abilities.

Several people attacked simultaneously!
One person threw out several Exploding Flame Talismans, which turned into a fire net that enveloped the area; another person activated a flying shuttle magic weapon to stab straight at the back of the heart; and yet another person used a ground spike technique to launch a surprise attack from below!

Faced with attacks from three sides, Xu Chongjian finally made his move.

However, he didn't even draw his sword; he merely raised his eyelids slightly.

"Buzz!"

The pale blue sword energy surrounding him suddenly intensified, spreading out like ripples.

The enveloping net of fire was instantly annihilated upon touching the ripples of sword energy.

The flying shuttle-like magical artifact, which had been hurtling towards them, let out a mournful cry. Its surface was flashing with spiritual light as it was repelled by an invisible force. It spun around and stuck upside down on the edge of the arena in the distance, its light dimmed.

The sharp stone spikes that pierced out from the ground were pulverized by the sword energy that penetrated the earth before they even emerged from the surface!
Before the three attackers could even see what was happening, they felt an irresistible, sharp force engulfing their bodies.

His protective aura shattered like paper, his chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he screamed as he spat out blood.

His body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing hard into the light screen at the edge of the arena before falling to the ground.

The whole process took only a breath.

The arena fell silent.

Many of those engaged in combat subconsciously slowed their movements, staring in horror at the figure in green robes standing in the center, sword in hand.

The three Qi Refining Perfection cultivators joined forces to attack him, but they couldn't even make him move half a step, and they didn't even force him to draw his sword!

"Not bad!" Xu Mingwei praised with a faint smile.

"As expected of a sword cultivator's seed, I am far inferior." Xu Mingxian said with a smile.

He had considered pursuing swordsmanship in his youth, but unfortunately ended up pursuing formations.

Seeing Xu Chongjian's talent now, he realized that even if he followed the path of swordsmanship, he would only be an ordinary swordsman, and could not be as talented as Xu Chongjian.

"Father, in your opinion, what do you think of Chongjian's current strength?" Xu Chonghui asked Xu Dezhao.

“My judgment is nowhere near that of your grandfather and the others,” Xu Dezhao said with a faint smile, stroking his beard.

"Chong Jian's sword energy is extremely pure, and he even created his own sword energy domain. Such sword talent is extremely rare. Although he is only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, few people can defeat him even in the later stages of Foundation Establishment."

Xu Deyue spoke up.

“Deyue is right,” Xu Mingwei nodded. “However, it’s still hard to say whether we can make it into the top three this time.”

On the high platform, Xu Mingwei and his colleagues offered their comments from time to time.

On the arena.

No one dared to make a move against Xu Chongjian anymore.

That three-zhang sword domain became an absolute forbidden zone on the arena. "So strong!" Lei Xiaoyun said, "Is that the rumored number one among the younger generation of Dongxi? Although he is only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, I'm afraid even the three of us would have a hard time defeating him."

"Yes, although he hasn't actually made a move, his strength is already evident." Lin Qianfeng sighed, "Even with the Heavenly Spiritual Root talent, his advantage lies in his cultivation speed."

However, their combat strength at the same level may not necessarily match his.

Lin Wusheng said, "Brother Lei, is it possible for your Lei family's hidden genius to win?"

Rumor has it that the Lei family has produced someone with the innate talent for the Lei lineage, but even the Jiang and Lin families do not know who this person is.

The only certainty is that he should also be among the ten people selected by the Lei family this time.

Lei Xiaoyun naturally knew who that person was, after all, he was his own grandson.

He also reached the Foundation Establishment stage in his early twenties, but compared to Xu Chongjian, he was still a step behind.

If he could receive the full support of the Xu family, he might be able to compete with them.

Xu Chongfei stared intently at Xu Chongjian in the center of the arena, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Chongjian, you've really surprised me."

I look forward to a fierce battle with you.

He could sense that Xu Chongjian had changed compared to a few months ago.

That sword intent was faint and elusive, held back and not unleashed, likely gathering strength and waiting for someone worthy of a fight before it would erupt.

As time passed, the chaotic battle drew to a close.

Despite the fierce battle, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators, relying on their superior cultivation level and their respective trump cards, ultimately defeated or forced back the Qi Refining cultivators who were besieging them, firmly holding onto their positions.

Finally, when Ye Fan announced the end of the melee, only thirty people remained on the stage.

The pale gold arena light screen slowly descended.

The first battle involving a hundred people has come to an end.

Xu Chongjian walked down the stage with a calm expression. Wherever he went, the crowd automatically parted to form a gap, following him with awe.

Most of the cultivators who survived on the other arenas were injured and panting heavily.

"Now we begin the second round of the 100-person free-for-all."

In the other six matches, the Foundation Establishment cultivators were all left until the very end.

But no one has ever appeared as brilliant as Xu Chongjian since.

After all, someone like Xu Chongjian, even if placed in Tiannan, would be destined to be a prodigy.

"After half an incense stick's time, the 'Qingxiu Competition' and the 'Jiazi Competition' will draw lots to begin the two-on-one battles. Those who draw consecutive numbers on bamboo slips will form a team, starting with number one and number two."

Upon hearing this...

Those whose magical powers were diminished or depleted began to take elixirs to recuperate.

Half an incense stick's time passed in the blink of an eye.

After everyone drew their bamboo sticks, they all gathered around the stage, waiting for the first group to go up.

soon.

People then went up to the "Qingxiu Competition" and "Jiazi Competition" arenas.

The first match of the "Qingxiu Competition" was a contest between a Qi Refining Perfection cultivator and a Transcendent Peak martial artist, both of whom were members of the Xu clan.

This attracted a lot of attention.

The "Jiazi Competition" featured one player in the early Foundation Establishment stage and another in the Qi Refining stage.

The outcome is already quite clear.

"Brother, who do you think will win the 'Qingxiu Competition'?" Xu Mingyuan asked with a faint smile.

"They are all members of my Xu clan. Their upbringing and foundation are top-notch. It's hard to say. Cultivators have the advantage of exquisite magic and can also fly on swords."

Martial artists excel in explosive power, physical strength, speed, and other attributes.

If a martial artist is engaged in close combat, their chances of winning will increase significantly; conversely, a martial artist might be worn down by a cultivator.

Upon hearing this, Xu Mingyuan smiled and said, "Brother, you're avoiding the main point."

"Since you insist on saying so, then I'm optimistic about Jingyang."

Xu Mingyuan said, "Since you chose martial artists, then I will choose Jingxing."

"Father, third brother, fourth sister, why don't you join us too?"

"You can choose, I won't participate," Xu Chuan said with a faint smile.

“My second brother and I will choose Jingxing to win,” Xu Mingxuan grinned.

"I have high hopes for Jingyang," Xu Mingshu said, then she looked at Xu Mingxian and Xu Mingqing, "What about you two?"

"My father and I will not participate."

"Since Fifth Brother has said so, I won't participate."

"You two are so cunning, even trying to flatter Father like this." Xu Mingshu sighed softly, "Big brother, I spoke too soon. Can I choose again?"

The others chuckled upon hearing this.

The "Jiazi Tournament" was decided in just over ten breaths, and then the next match began.

The "Qingxiu Competition" was still in full swing half an hour later, with Xu Jingxing seemingly deliberately dodging to wear down Xu Jingyang's stamina.

Although martial artists also have ranged attack methods.

However, that was after the Yuanwu Realm. In the Tuifan Realm, close combat was the main focus, and the range of true qi attacks was limited.

To attack at a sufficient distance, the amount of true energy output must be increased.

Xu Jingxing saw Xu Jingyang's eagerness to win and gradually dragged him along, keeping him on tenterhooks while maintaining a very measured distance.

This gave Xu Jingyang hope, so he attacked with all his might.

Xu Jingxing, on the other hand, always managed to escape by the skin of his teeth.

Even if Xu Jingyang was a rational person before, after doing this several times in a row, he was easily carried away and blinded by victory or defeat.

Bai Jing asked curiously via telepathy, "Husband, who do you think will win between these two children?"

"I can only say that Mingyuan is the best at judging people."

"Then you have a higher opinion of Jingxing."

Xu Chuan smiled but did not answer.

There is no invincible path in the world, only invincible people!
Even if they switched their cultivation systems, Xu Jingxing would still be the more likely winner.

Just like Xu Chuan, who has never been defeated, is it because he is truly invincible?

No, it's because he only attacks when the opponent is prepared.

If you can't beat them, you can't avoid them; if all else fails, you can at least run away.

As long as he doesn't lose, he's an invincible general!

As expected, Xu Jingxing won the first round of the "Young Talent Competition".

Xu Mingwei sighed softly, "Second brother, you have a better eye. I am not as good as you. When will you and I have a contest?"

It seems that in the past hundred years, the only time you and I have ever had a competition was when we were children.

"Big brother, I was wrong," Xu Mingyuan pleaded. "No matter what, it shouldn't be our turn to fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Chuan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, there will be opportunities. In the future, those who have reached the Golden Core stage will also be included in the clan competition."

"Father, you've gone a bit too far."

Xu Mingyuan said speechlessly, "In terms of combat strength, which of us can defeat our eldest brother?"

“It’s Father,” Xu Mingxuan said. “How about we just forget about this clan competition for Golden Core cultivators?”

"I think it's very interesting." Xu Mingshu said with a smile, "Father, will we be able to use spirit insects and spirit beasts then?"

"Alchemy, artifacts, arrays, talismans, and beast control—any means are acceptable. After all, I have too little experience in combat with other Golden Core cultivators in the future."

Even if you are stronger than your opponent, you may still lose.

In a life-or-death struggle in the wild, once defeated and with no other option but to escape, death is the only outcome!

“Father has considered everything carefully; I will certainly participate,” Xu Mingxian said.

(End of this chapter)