Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

...

Before you know it, an hour has passed.

"Round 1, Match 5, Dragon Group: Li Yunlong wins!"

"Round 1, Match 8, Tiger Group: Lü Xian'er wins!"

"Round 1, Match 12, Tiger Group: Gongsun Jian wins!"

"Round 1, Match 15, Dragon Group: Lin Xiaoyu wins! The competition continues...!"

With Qin Xuanzhong's announcement, fifteen matches had been played, and both the Dragon and Tiger groups had eliminated players, making the competition extremely fierce!

The first contestant eliminated from the Dragon Group was Qin Jisi from the Yunfu Sect, whose overall record was 2-3. He was just one win away from advancing to the next round, which was a great pity.

As for the eliminated contestants from the Tiger Group, they are Bi Yangde and Ma Mengqi, a pair of "brothers in misfortune". Not only are they both disciples of Tai Chi Sword Sect, but their records are also very bad. The former has a score of 1-3 and the latter has a score of 0-3. Together, they have only won one match!

However, compared to the "disastrous record" of Bi Yangde and Ma Mengqi, the overall performance of the other Taiji Sword Sect disciples was quite remarkable. Among them, Gongsun Jian and Lin Xiaoyu even won two consecutive victories and were only one step away from advancing!

"Elder Song, this disciple is incompetent!"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you that I didn't advance to the next round...!"

After the disappointing defeat, Qin Jisi from the Yunfu Sect returned to the group with a dejected look on his face, and then knelt down to Song Zhang to beg for forgiveness.

After all, he only needs one more win to advance!

Unfortunately, his opponent in the final match was no ordinary person, but the Crown Prince of Dongyun Kingdom, Ren Lingyun. With the latter's powerful strength at the first level of the Yuanhai Realm, he easily crushed Qin Jisi, and the outcome of the battle was almost without suspense!

"Hmph! You're truly incompetent! You couldn't even withstand three moves before being defeated, you've utterly disgraced our Yunfu Sect...!"

Faced with Qin Jisi kneeling down to admit his mistake, Song Zhang also snorted coldly, his face full of gloom, as if he was about to explode in anger at any moment.

After all, he had just lost to his old nemesis Zhao Kuangyi in a betting game, and now he saw his own sect's disciples being eliminated, so he was naturally very unhappy.

"Elder Song, Brother Qin has already done his best. As the saying goes, things are unpredictable. Who could have imagined that the Crown Prince of Dongyun Kingdom would have already broken through to the Yuanhai Realm..."

Seeing Song Zhang using Qin Jisi as a punching bag, Li Yunlong, who had just returned victorious, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Moreover, Ren Lingyun is also a formidable opponent, and his strength is no less than that of Gongsun Jian of the Taiji Sword Sect. He is not someone Brother Qin can contend with on his own..."

"Elder Song, although Li Yunlong's character is questionable, what he said isn't wrong. Besides, Junior Brother Qin has already done his best, so you don't need to be too harsh on him..."

Lu Xian'er glanced at Qin Jisi, who looked dejected, and a hint of pity flashed in her beautiful eyes before she stepped forward to plead for him.

After all, the gap in strength cannot be reversed by individual willpower.

Qin Jisi himself was merely an inner disciple of the Yunfu Sect, and his Yuan Power cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Spirit Soul Realm. Right now, it would be almost impossible for him to defeat Ren Lingyun, a Yuan Sea Realm expert, despite being at a higher level!

"Alright! Useless thing, get out of here!"

Seeing Lü Xian'er and Li Yunlong both step forward to speak well of Qin Jisi, Song Zhang frowned slightly, then waved his hand impatiently, seemingly no longer bothered by the latter's crushing defeat and elimination.

After all, the two men were right; Qin Jisi had already done his best.

Moreover, their Yunfu Sect has a total of three spots to participate in the competition. Even though Qin Jisi is gone, there are still Lü Xian'er and Li Yunlong to support them, so their chances of advancing to the second round are still very high!

Just as Song Zhang and the others were discussing the results, the next draw took place on time. This time, Lu Feng was not able to continue his good luck and did not draw a bye number.

Swish!

Lu Feng gently raised his right palm and then steadily imprinted it on the strange stone tablet shaped like a pagoda in the center of the valley. The next moment, several large black characters slowly emerged from the surface of the stone tablet.

"Dragon Group, Number Six!"

Looking at his signature on the stone tablet, Lu Feng wasn't surprised at all; on the contrary, he felt a little eager to try.

After all, Lady Luck doesn't always favor the same person, and he had just been watching from the sidelines for half a day, and now he was itching to fight!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Finally, Grandpa has found an easy target!"

Just as Lu Feng was pondering who his opponent would be, a loud, arrogant laugh came from afar.

The next moment, a burly, shirtless, bald man arrived, stepping through the air. He then cast a provocative glance at Lu Feng opposite him, saying, "Kid, you're unlucky to have met your match today!"

The bald man's Yuan Power cultivation was quite remarkable, having reached the ninth level of the Spirit Soul Realm. At the same time, he was surrounded by a murderous aura, clearly a ruthless person who had been licking blood from the edge of a knife for many years, and not to be underestimated!

"Ninth level of the Spirit Soul Realm?"

Sensing the same aura of Yuan Power and intense killing intent emanating from the other party, Lu Feng's lips curled into a barely perceptible, sinister smile. "With such meager strength, you dare to act tough in front of me?"

"Looks like I've been too low-key lately, which has emboldened some nobodies to show their faces and get all cocky..."

Although Lu Feng is now a master of the first level of the Yuanhai Realm, he has not yet revealed his full strength. Instead, he has suppressed his aura to an extremely low level, making it almost impossible for ordinary martial artists to detect the extent of his strength.

This is also why the bald man was so confident and regarded Lu Feng as an easy target.

After all, Lu Feng's Yuan Power aura was very weak, and the other party had drawn a bye number from the beginning and had not made a single move throughout the entire process. He seemed to pose no threat at all and was simply there to be delivered to the enemy!

"Huh, those two look like... the nemesis brothers from the Zeng family of the Southern Yue Kingdom?"

"Holy crap, it really is! The Ancient Buddha Sect actually managed to bring in the Zeng family's nemesis brothers as reinforcements? These bald monks are really willing to spend a fortune..."

"I've heard that the Zeng brothers of the Southern Yue Kingdom are extremely skilled in combined attacks. The elder brother, Zeng Jin, is known as the 'Great Heavenly Fiend,' and the younger brother, Zeng Jue, is known as the 'Little Earthly Fiend.' Moreover, when the two join forces, they are even capable of contending with experts at the Yuanhai Realm!"

"It seems this kid named Lu Feng's good luck has run out. Although he got a bye in the first round, he drew the leader of the 'Fiend Brothers,' Zeng Jin, the 'Great Heavenly Fiend,' in the second round. He's really unlucky...!"

Seeing the bald man strut onto the stage with an air of dominance, geniuses from all over the world turned their attention to him. Some of them were discussing among themselves, seemingly recognizing his identity and background on the spot.

However, most people present were very optimistic that Zeng Jin would win, while they were skeptical of Lu Feng, seemingly not believing that the latter could defeat Zeng Jin.

After all, compared to the infamous reputation of the Fiend Brothers, Lu Feng, a junior cultivator from a rogue background, was indeed relatively unknown, and it was normal that no one had high hopes for him at the moment!

...

The atmosphere was equally oppressive in front of the Yunfu Sect's procession.

"Although this young man comes from Falling Star Academy, the top academy in Yuanfeng Realm, he is still no match for the Fiend Brothers. It seems this battle is a foregone conclusion..."

He also glanced at Lu Feng not far away, then lightly stroked his mustache before revealing a mocking sneer, "Heh, it seems that old geezer Ren Tianxing is really getting more and more senile...!"

"Not only did they send that troublemaking brat Ren Xuanfei to the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, but they also chose this nobody as an outside helper. This is practically tantamount to surrendering...!"

Like most of the people present, Song Zhang also didn't think highly of Lu Feng, and even felt that he was just there to make up the numbers, just like Ren Xuanfei.

After all, Lu Feng's Yuan Power aura was extremely weak, even far inferior to Qin Jisi, a disciple of the Yunfu Sect who had just been eliminated. It was even more impossible for him to defeat Zeng Jin, who was at the ninth level of the Spirit Soul Realm and was known in the martial arts world as "Great Heavenly Fiend"!