bestfiction Chapter 113 The Contest
Chapter 113 The Contest
Chapter 113 The Contest
"Hey, Liu Yishou, you've participated in five sect competitions already. If you ask me, you should just go wash up and go to bed. Change your name to Liu Liushou and stop causing trouble here!"
This Liu Yishou seems to be a regular participant in the sect's minor competitions, a disciple who knows him said mockingly.
"Hmph, do you know that great talent comes from many sources and matures late in life? I, Liu Yishou, am destined for greatness..."
"quiet!"
Elder Li roared, instantly drowning out the noise of the disciples. The platform hummed, making everyone's eardrums hurt.
"This year's rules were personally formulated by the sect leader, so they are definitely not false!"
Elder Li cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the east, then spoke: "This year's third round is called 'The Tournament'!"
"The rules are very simple. See these ten competition platforms? Anyone can take the initiative to step onto the platform and compete to become the champion. Once you become the champion, you can become an inner disciple as long as you stay on the platform for the duration of an incense stick!"
"Furthermore, the top ten champions who successfully advance will receive 'Marrow Tempering Pills,' 'Blood Transformation Pills,' and even 'Qi and Blood Pills,' which are breakthrough pills, based on their cultivation levels!"
"Among all the champions, those who perform exceptionally well will receive special attention from the sect and will be given extra consideration when tasks are assigned!"
Instantly, the crowd below the platform, which had just calmed down, erupted in cheers again, but this time Elder Li did not stop them.
At first, he was also surprised when he saw the rules, but later, after thinking about a plan of the sect, he understood the significance of changing the rules for this year's sect competition. After a while, the outer disciples quieted down, and Elder Li continued to explain the rules.
"Of course, during this incense stick's time, others can challenge the champion, but they can only challenge a maximum of three times. In other words, the champion can advance if they win three times or stay for the full incense stick's time!"
"In addition, challengers must determine a winner within 15 minutes. After 15 minutes, the champion wins. If anyone deliberately delays the competition, both sides will be disqualified!"
"The contest ends when one side voluntarily concedes, or when the full fifteen minutes have elapsed!"
"Finally, in competitions between disciples of the same sect, it is strictly forbidden to endanger the lives of others. Anyone who violates this rule will be disqualified from the competition!"
After listening to Elder Li's words, Han Yi looked at the outer disciples below the platform with some sympathy.
'These old guys really have very strict rules... leaving no loopholes for anyone to exploit...' And while they say it's strictly forbidden to harm others' lives, that sounds nice, but injuring or maiming doesn't count as endangering life. In other words, as long as the other side doesn't admit defeat and no one is killed, any means can be used...'
At this moment, many disciples below the platform had a glint in their eyes, as if they had also thought of this.
"Elder Li, may I ask, what if the champion loses...?"
One of the quick-witted disciples boldly asked a question.
"Good question!"
Elder Li shouted, then revealed his gleaming white teeth and sneered, "Since there are so many benefits to being the champion, if the champion fails, he will naturally lose the qualification to compete! Come again next year!"
"Among all the disciples, if there are any who are afraid of getting injured and dare not go up to compete, then there is no need for them to serve the Crimson Flame Sect anymore. Our Crimson Flame Sect has no need for cowards and weaklings!"
The disciples felt a chill run down their spines. The sect was forcing everyone to go on stage and fight! The rewards were so generous, but they were being forced to fight tooth and nail for them!
There's no such thing as a free lunch!
"Furthermore, challengers can challenge the reigning champion an unlimited number of times. Even if they fail, they can challenge again. If a disciple can win ten times as a challenger, they can also be promoted to an inner disciple..."
Elder Li added a few more words, slowly saying, "This is just a supplementary rule. Obviously, Elder Li doesn't believe anyone can accomplish this."
After all, if you can defeat the champion ten times, why bother being a challenger?
"Alright, that's all I have to say. I hope all disciples will strive to be the best and not be afraid of strong enemies!"
"Let the sect competition begin!"
As soon as Elder Li finished speaking, a man dressed in a lake-blue robe with a cyan longsword at his waist and a sinister face appeared on the competition platform in an instant with incredible speed.
Swish!
Instantly, countless eyes turned to look, and Han Yi followed suit, his gaze hardening.
"Could this be the one I heard about a while ago who deserted his comrades and ran away alone?"
"Hmph, isn't that him? The young master of the Song family. I heard he was demoted to a mining apprentice. Tsk tsk, look at his fair complexion, he's definitely never been down in a mine! I wonder how he even made it to the third round!"
"Shh, this Song Qing is a late-stage Bone Refinement martial artist. He has pills, various tonics, and all sorts of high-level martial arts techniques. He's incredibly tough. Winning the first and second rounds shouldn't be difficult for him. I think he can easily advance in the third round too. With his father around, even if we don't care about him, we'll still have some respect for him... Who would dare to go up and fight him!" Below the arena, the crowd discussed among themselves after seeing Song Qing, secretly despising his despicable behavior.
Of course, as outer disciples, they were also very self-aware. In any case, Song Qing was one of the strongest in the outer sect, and no one was willing to take on this tough challenge.
'What high-grade pills did Song Qing consume in the outer sect? How did he become a Blood Refining stage martial artist so quickly?'
Han Yi's eyes flickered, filled with suspicion. He remembered that when Song Qing was on an escort mission in the outer sect, even when he was fully armed, his overall strength was only around 50. But now, when he looked at him just now, the overall strength floating above Song Qing's head had changed to '58~65', and he had actually become a Blood Refining stage martial artist!
Don't be fooled by Han Yi's ability to break through from the Bone Refining stage to the early Blood Refining stage in just a few months; he achieved this through system-based skill point allocation.
According to his understanding, even with the help of 'Marrow Tempering Pills' and 'Blood Transformation Pills,' it takes at least several years, or at least seven or eight months, to break through to a major realm like the Bone Refining Stage to the Blood Refining Stage.
Now, in just one month, Song Qing has broken through to the Blood Refining stage, which makes Han Yi's imagination run wild.
Perhaps it was Song Qing's father, Elder Song, who found high-grade pills and used his wealth to obtain them...
Han Yi stopped paying attention to this; no matter how much Song Qing cultivated, he was no match for him!