Cultivating immortality begins with discerning the secrets of heaven.

Chapter 82 Sect Competition (Part 2)

Alliances outside the arena are not secure, because no one knows which arena they will be assigned to.

However, Zhao Jingshan obviously didn't have this worry. Qingyuan Peak had a large number of disciples, and fifteen of them had already advanced to the second round.

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters, don't be nervous. Once we're on the training stage, we'll advance and retreat together. Even if we get separated, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Zhao Jingshan was very confident. He had a lot of influence among the Qi Refining stage disciples of Qingyuan Peak and easily rallied more than a dozen disciples of Qingyuan Peak.

"Senior Brother Zhao is right. If we unite, we will surely be able to advance to the third round."

"That's right. After we draw lots and go up to the arena, we'll find our fellow disciples from the same peak to help each other out."

"If we can advance to the third round, then we have a very good chance of winning the small competition's reward."

"In the last sect competition, Qingyuan Peak occupied four of the top ten spots, and we must maintain that position this time as well."

Hearing the discussions among the disciples of Qingyuan Peak, the Qi Refining disciples from the other peaks all showed a hint of displeasure.

On the other hand, Lin Yun also agreed to Song Cheng's proposal that if he was assigned a martial arts arena, they would form a temporary alliance.

On the martial arts stage, the first stage of the competition was coming to an end.

"Look, Junior Sister Zhong Mo has also advanced!" Song Cheng said happily. The more people they had, the greater their advantage. On the martial arts debate platform in the middle, Zhong Mo stood gracefully, holding a long, jet-black whip.

Her opponent was a female disciple from Cuiwei Peak, whose face showed resentment.

"It's just because of the two high-grade magic artifacts I have. If it weren't for these external things, how could I have lost to you?"

Zhong Mo's expression remained indifferent, and he did not take these words to heart.

"We at Hundred Refinement Peak are all weapon refiners, and we've all learned the art of weapon refinement. Does Senior Sister expect weapon refiners to not even use magical artifacts during combat?"

"You... I guess I'm just unlucky!"

After advancing, Zhong Mo put away his black whip and leaped lightly off the martial arts stage.

"Junior Sister Zhong Mo, over here!" Bai Shaoqiu waved when he saw this.

Zhong Mo frowned slightly. He didn't want to pay attention to them at first, but after seeing that several disciples from Hundred Refinements Peak had advanced, he still stepped over.

After all, it will be quite difficult to advance in the next stage if you rely on individual efforts.

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Congratulations to Junior Sister Zhong on your successful advancement. Next, we plan to form an alliance. If we are assigned to the same arena, we will advance and retreat together."

"What does Junior Sister Zhong think?"

After a moment's thought, Zhong Mo readily agreed.

"it is good."

A total of 62 disciples advanced to the second stage. These disciples were all from the Seven Peaks faction and gathered in seven different places.

Lin Yun glanced around, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Aside from Qingyuan Peak, which was the most powerful, Shouzhuo Peak and Cuiwei Peak had the most people. Du Jin of Shouzhuo Peak had a cold and stern expression, and the disciples around him were all surrounding him like stars around the moon.

Lin Yun also knew Zhang Miaoran from Cuiwei Peak; he had met her once at Lin Hongye's Foundation Establishment Ceremony.

However, the one he truly feared was Wu Tong of Lingxu Peak.

Lin Yun glanced at Wu Tong subtly, then quickly looked away.

In order to win the championship and obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill, this person directly asked his ancestor for a talisman.

"They've really lost all sense of shame..." Lin Yun thought to himself.

During this period, he repeatedly used the Book of Insight to obtain intelligence from several disciples who had won the championship and had the highest reputation.

People like Zhao Jingshan and Du Jin, at most, borrowed top-grade magic artifacts and prepared second-tier talismans in advance.

But in front of Fu Bao, these methods all seemed rather ridiculous.

They're not even in the same league!

Lin Yun had already made a plan: if he encountered Wu Tong, he would simply have a symbolic exchange of a few rounds before admitting defeat.

The drawing of lots began quickly.

A black earthenware jar hung high above everyone's heads. The Foundation Establishment elder in charge of this competition said, "Each of you should channel a wisp of spiritual energy into the jar, and you will know which martial arts arena you have been assigned to."

shhhhhh!

Instantly, dozens of streams of spiritual energy of various colors surged into the black pottery jar.

Lin Yun did the same, and a stream of dark green spiritual energy shot out from his fingertip, hitting the mouth of the pottery jar precisely.

The next moment, a wooden plaque imprinted with his spiritual energy fell into his hand, engraved with: "Heavenly Rank Martial Arts Competition Platform!"

Just then, Bai Shaoqiu asked with concern, "I am the Human Character Martial Arts Arena, and you are?"

"The character '天' (tian, meaning heaven/sky)".

"I am also a Heavenly One."

Song Cheng and Zhong Mo both revealed their assigned arenas, and finally Lin Yun silently showed the wooden plaque he had just received, which also indicated the Heavenly Rank Martial Arts Arena.

"This... how come the three of you are all grouped together? Why am I the only one separated?" Bai Shaoqiu's eyes widened, somewhat finding it hard to accept.

Lin Yun said seriously, "Senior Brother Bai, you may have been set up."

Before they could continue their discussion, a loud voice rang out: "Come up on stage!"

"Walk!"

On the Heavenly Martial Arts Discussion Platform, figures leaped up one after another, a total of twenty-one disciples!

As soon as he landed, Lin Yun immediately became alert.

Their strength was the weakest on the surface, with two Qi Refining Level 6 cultivators and one Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator, so they were really not taken seriously.

On the stage, there were four disciples of Qingyuan Peak, three of whom had the cultivation level of the late stage of Qi Refining.

But that's not the most worrying thing, because Du Jin from Shouzhuo Peak is also on this platform. Beside him are two other disciples from Shouzhuo Peak, both of whom are at the late stage of Qi Refining.

The other peaks, however, were somewhat weaker, clustering in twos and threes in different places.

Soon, a disciple from Qingyuan Peak spoke up: "Senior Brother Du Jin, why don't our two peaks join forces to eliminate the rest first, and then have a final showdown?"

After a moment's thought, Du Jin nodded in agreement: "Okay! No problem!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples from the other peaks felt a chill run down their spines.

"Let's do it!"

boom!

Several beams of spiritual light exploded, indiscriminately bombarding the area where Lin Yun and the others were located.

Because there was no prior organization, the other peaks were like a mob, only concerned with dodging and unable to launch a joint counterattack.

Du Jin moved with incredible speed, wielding a heavy greatsword and sweeping it across the two disciples of Lingxu Peak with unparalleled ferocity.

Lin Yun, on the other hand, was attacked by four disciples from Qingyuan Peak. Everyone knows the principle of picking on the weakest one first.

On the surface, the three disciples of Hundred Refinements Peak are indeed the weakest.

"Senior Brother Song, let's hold them off for a while, and then call on the other disciples to deal with them together," Lin Yun quickly said.

Song Cheng nodded solemnly and said, "Okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he patted his storage bag, and a large, earthen-yellow bell descended from the sky, forcefully blocking the attack launched by several Qingyuan Peak disciples.

A superior magical artifact, the Earth Element Bell!

Lin Yun naturally understood how powerful the defensive capabilities of this magical artifact were. He immediately took out the Fire Cloud Bow, drew the bowstring, and fired.

It's worth mentioning that he had already reforged the Fire Cloud Bow during this time, and now this great bow is a mid-grade magic weapon.

However, considering that the power would be too great when combined with the Fire Raven Arrow, Lin Yun only prepared some arrows made of refined iron this time.

Even so, its power is still quite formidable.

As flames wrapped around the iron-refined arrows, Lin Yun loosened the bowstring, which was forged from the Fire Spirit's tendons.

Clang! Swoosh!

A trail of flame swept through the air, piercing through the protective aura of a Qingyuan Peak disciple, but it did not cause him any serious injury.

This person was also wearing a magic robe, which had considerable defensive capabilities, comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon.

"Take care of that archer first!"

Soon, the four disciples from Qingyuan Peak dispersed and surrounded Lin Yun and the others from four directions.

Boom!

A massive black iron seal slammed into Lin Yun from the side, carrying a dense aura of spiritual light.

A superior magical artifact! A Xuan Iron Magic Seal!

"Watch out!" Song Cheng's expression changed slightly as he was defending against the frontal attack.

Just then, Zhong Mo moved. A wisp of spiritual light flowed from her fingertips, and the next moment, a spirit deer formed from the spiritual light rushed out.

The Zhong family's inherited magic, the Illusionary Beast Aura!

boom!

The Xuan Tie Dharma Seal was powerful and heavy, instantly smashing the illusory deer into countless points of light, and then it came crashing down again with an unstoppable momentum.

Clearly, Zhong Mo's cultivation level was not high enough; he could not stop this high-grade magic weapon with magic alone, and could only slow it down slightly.

Just as Lin Yun was about to dodge, Zhong Mo's red lips parted slightly: "Trust me, continue shooting arrows."

Hearing this, Lin Yun gritted his teeth and nocked another fine iron arrow, this time aiming at another Qingyuan Peak disciple in the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

call out!

The arrow shot out with a whooshing sound.

This time, the Qingyuan Peak disciple, who was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, was unable to block the arrow. The flaming arrow pierced through his protective aura, and half of the arrow pierced into his lower abdomen.

This person is no longer capable of any action; one person is eliminated!

Just then, Lin Yun glanced at the Xuan Iron Seal again, still somewhat uneasy, and this time his face showed deep astonishment.

For some reason, the large black iron seal had become extremely slow, as if it were stuck in a quagmire.

All ten of Zhong Mo's fingers were wrapped with threads of spiritual light, and he manipulated the phantom beasts formed from spiritual light like puppets, dragging the large black iron seal in the air.

"This technique is truly wondrous... No wonder he comes from a family with a thousand-year history." Lin Yun marveled inwardly as he offered another contribution, intending to share some of the offensive pressure with his senior brother Song Cheng.

At that moment, the other two late-stage Qi Refining disciples from Qingyuan Peak also decided to stop holding back.

Each of them unleashed a high-grade magic weapon!

Instantly, the pressure on their side reached its peak. All three disciples at the late stage of Qi Refining possessed high-grade magic weapons and were also proficient in combat.

Upon seeing this scene, Lin Yun's lips twitched slightly. He thought to himself, no wonder no disciples from Hundred Refinement Peak were willing to sign up for this sect competition. Everyone had magical artifacts by their side, so they couldn't make use of their advantages as weapon refiners.

In an instant, three top-grade magical artifacts appeared out of nowhere, and Song Cheng couldn't help but want to use his trump card.

Just then, Lin Yun roared in a deep voice, "What are you all still watching? Once we're defeated, they'll make their move on you."

"Why aren't you doing this now!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples from Cuiwei Peak, Xuan'e Peak, and Lingxu Peak all showed interest.

As for the two alchemy disciples from Dan Ding Peak, they were being suppressed by Du Jin and were on the verge of being swept out of the game at any moment.

The situation on the stage is now changing rapidly, and their decisions will directly affect the course of events.

boom!

Du Jin wielded his massive sword, shattering the protective aura around the two Dan Ding Peak disciples. He then kicked each of them, sending them flying like dead dogs.

"What are we waiting for? If we just sit here and wait to die, we'll end up like them!" Lin Yun roared.

Seeing this, the disciples of the other three peaks finally decided to take action.

"Let's do it!"

Du Jin held the giant sword in one hand, his eyes burning, and said, "Now that's more interesting."