Chapter 766: Main Tournament!
"Congratulations on entering the main tournament of this Heaven’s Chosen Assembly."
The figure of the green-robed elder appeared once again.
He stood above the ten arenas, and his voice rang clearly across the entire field.
"As per tradition, before the main tournament begins, I must announce the rules."
"The main tournament of the Heaven’s Chosen Assembly is divided into three stages: the Elimination Round, the Group Stage, and finally, the Ranking Matches."
"The rules of the Elimination Round are simple. There are three rounds in total. The eight hundred contestants will be paired into groups of two. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated."
"In the first round, four hundred people will be eliminated. In the second round, two hundred people will be eliminated. In the third round, another hundred people will be eliminated."
"In other words, after three rounds, one hundred cultivators will pass the Elimination Round and advance to the next stage, the Group Stage."
As he spoke, the green-robed elder flipped his palm, and a green stone compass appeared floating in his hand.
"This compass is called the Destiny Compass. Next, the opponents you face will be determined by this Destiny Compass."
The green-robed elder announced, "Now, the first round of matches shall begin."
As his words fell, ten different colors of light intertwined on the Destiny Compass.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, white, and gold shone brightly. Each color had exactly two beams, making a total of twenty beams of light.
The twenty beams of light swooped down at the same time and landed on twenty cultivators.
Whoosh!
Immediately, a gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.
Among those twenty beams of light, one orange beam had landed on Huang Lingfeng.
Huang Lingfeng would be fighting in the very first batch of matches.
The cultivator enveloped by the other orange beam instantly turned deathly pale.
Encountering Huang Lingfeng in the very first match meant his luck was truly terrible.
In truth, his strength was by no means weak.
He came from a first-rate faction and had also entered the top hundred during the qualifiers. Under normal circumstances, his chances of passing the Elimination Round would have been quite high.
But meeting Huang Lingfeng meant that his journey in this Heaven’s Chosen Assembly was destined to end right here.
There was nothing to be done.
Luck was also part of strength.
Otherwise, the concept of luck would not exist.
Soon, the selected contestants stepped onto their corresponding arenas one after another, and the curtain rose on the first round of elimination matches.
As if by unspoken agreement, everyone’s gaze turned toward the orange arena where Huang Lingfeng stood.
As the top favorite to win this Heaven’s Chosen Assembly, it was only natural that he would attract such attention.
At this moment, Huang Lingfeng was no longer sitting in his carriage.
Instead, he sat directly upon the dazzling Golden Radiance Lion, his gaze imposing and difficult to meet.
Opposite him, the unlucky cultivator’s face was grim, but he showed no intention of conceding.
After all, everyone who made it into the main tournament of the Heaven’s Chosen Assembly was a genius and naturally possessed pride.
Even though his opponent was the top favorite and the Ninth Prince of the Profound Sovereign Dynasty, he would not give up without a fight.
"Heaven-Splitting Slash."
A large blade appeared in his hand, erupting with dazzling blade light.
With a slash through the air, he struck down toward Huang Lingfeng.
"Roar!"
Huang Lingfeng did not move an inch.
He did not even blink, remaining seated as if the blade coming toward him was nothing but empty air.
Instead, the Golden Radiance Lion beneath him let out a mighty roar.
A golden beam of light shot from its eyes, instantly shattering the blade light before blasting the unlucky cultivator away.
Puff!
The unlucky cultivator’s body slammed into the arena barrier.
He spat out blood and fainted on the spot.
Hiss!
This scene made many people suck in sharp breaths of cold air.
Their gazes toward Huang Lingfeng became filled with even more awe and wariness.
Facing a contestant with the strength to enter the top hundred, Huang Lingfeng did not even lift a finger.
Relying solely on his mount, he had effortlessly defeated his opponent.
It was hard to imagine how terrifying his true strength was and what kind of powerhouse could force him to take action personally.
Huang Lingfeng’s arena was undoubtedly the quickest to conclude, but the other arenas were not far behind. Soon, winners were declared one after another.
The victorious cultivators were naturally filled with pride and excitement, while the losers wore extremely ugly expressions and looked utterly dejected.
Next, the Destiny Compass released twenty more beams of light, and the second batch of contestants took the stage.
Among this batch, there were no powerhouses at the level of Huang Lingfeng or Xie Wushang, but Chu Yuan was selected.
His luck was decent. His opponent was not strong and was merely a cultivator from a third-rate faction.
After a round of fighting, Chu Yuan successfully defeated his opponent and advanced to the second round.
The appearance of the third batch of contestants once again stirred shock among the crowd.
This was because among this batch were three powerhouses with the qualifications to contend for the top three spots: Xie Wushang, the Mo Kuang Twins, and Su Zimo.
Just like Huang Lingfeng, they also crushed their opponents with overwhelming ease.
Among them, the most brutal were the Mo Kuang Twins.
Their opponent actually had one arm and one leg torn off. Although the opponent did not die, he was undoubtedly crippled.
This sight made many people in the crowd change expressions.
Yet the Mo Kuang Twins seemed to revel in it, letting out extremely arrogant laughter right there on the stage.
"First warning."
The green-robed elder snorted coldly and said icily, "Mo Kuang Twins, I do not care about your identity or status. If there is another act of intentional harm like this, you will be directly disqualified and eliminated."
"How boring."
The Mo Kuang Twins curled their lips. "If not for the rules, that guy would have been torn to shreds already."
Their two heads shook simultaneously as they leisurely stepped down from the arena.
That demeanor sent chills down many spines.
Many people secretly resolved that if they encountered this person in the upcoming matches, they would immediately choose to concede rather than suffer a double loss.
Afterward, in the fourth, fifth, and subsequent batches of matches, Old Ghost Wei, Mei Yaorao, Ye Wuhen, the Wine Monk, and others all took action.
Each of them won easily and displayed extraordinary strength.
Finally, in the eighth batch of matches, a blue beam of light enveloped Li Yun.
It was finally his turn to take the stage.
His figure flashed, dragging afterimages behind him as he directly arrived on the corresponding arena.
His opponent was a green-robed cultivator with a determined gaze. He held a sky-blue war blade in his hand. Upon seeing Li Yun, his expression changed abruptly.
"It is actually him?"
During the qualifiers, he had seen Li Yun fight.
Naturally, he knew that despite Li Yun’s seemingly low cultivation level, he was exceptionally skilled in soul attack techniques. Even top-tier experts at the 9th level of Heavenly Core Realm could not withstand them.
And what he was worst at happened to be matters of the soul.
Meeting Li Yun meant he had run into his natural nemesis.
"However, no matter what, this guy is only at the 2nd level of Heavenly Core Realm. As long as I defeat him before he makes a move, his soul attack techniques will be useless."
Soon, the green-robed cultivator’s gaze became resolute again.
In a competition like this, no one would willingly admit inferiority to an opponent, and he was no different.
"Be defeated."
He let out a loud shout and immediately launched his attack.