Chapter 78: Disciples!

  "Big sister, why hasn't big brother come up yet?"

  A core disciple somewhat anxiously said to Hua Mengqi.

  "Don't worry, Chu Shidi will definitely catch up!"

  Although Huā Mèng Qí's words were saying so, but that worried face had betrayed her heart.

  "What the hell is this guy doing?!"

  Wu Xi's eyes were fixed on the edge of the cliff.

  The top ten talented disciples were almost all staring at the cliff, and most of them thought that the eldest senior brother of Fei Long Peak was doing something.

  Suddenly, a slightly tired voice came out.

  "I'm exhausted!"

  Chu Yan climbed up with a big sweat on his face and looked at everyone staring at him, feeling a bit hairy in his heart.

  "This guy, really can pretend, and died from exhaustion, is it fake or not?!"

  Lin Feng's heart itched with anger as he saw Chu Yan climb up, relying on Chu Yan's strength, how could a Nine Dragon Heaven Array make him so exhausted?

  "Is it 'dressing as a pig to eat a tiger' again? This guy!"

  Dan Chengming's eyes were also filled with hatred.

  Chu Yan was actually very wronged, he really died of exhaustion, and hurried to the side of the road to practice without a moment's rest, how could he not be tired.

  However, this gain is still enormous. Chuyan feels that his cultivation has already reached the peak of the 9th layer of the Qi Refining stage, and he is only one step away from entering the 10th layer of the Qi Refining stage.

  "Sixtieth place, Chu Yan! The remaining thirty people lose their qualification to participate in the next elimination match."

  The elder's faint voice sentenced those who had not yet climbed to the top of the peak to 'death'.

  The entire square of Pán Tiān Fēng is tens of thousands of square meters, the ground emits a mysterious blue-green light, and is completely paved with third-order mineral Qing Gang Stone.

  At this time, twenty-one huge arenas have been set up on top of Pan Tian Peak, each with an area of one hundred meters squared.

  In the very center was a fighting stage that was at least one kilometer on each side. That was where the young generation of Jiuyifeng would compete to become the number one.

  There are ninety disciples participating in the sect's grand competition, with ten people on each of the nine peaks. Thirty of them have already been eliminated in the Jiulong Pantiangong formation, leaving sixty people remaining.

  Among them, 20 seeded players will advance directly to the next round, with three from Pan Tianfeng and Jiu Zhuanfeng each, and two from the remaining seven peaks.

  The remaining forty disciples will undergo a one-on-one elimination match, with the twenty winners challenging the twenty seeded disciples to determine the top twenty of the sect's grand competition. After that, another round of elimination matches will be held to determine the top ten, and finally, the top ten ranking battle will take place.

  Each peak has its own resting house, and at this time, the disciples of each peak are all in their respective resting rooms.

  Flying Dragon Peak

  In the previous Jiulong Pan Tian formation, three Feilong Peak disciples were eliminated.

  "Alright, it's up to the seven of you now. As long as you can secure a spot among the top five in the Nine Peaks competition for me, I absolutely won't treat you unfairly. And coincidentally, I happen to have an extraordinary artifact on hand..."

  Qitian's words were like a spark that ignited the hearts of several disciples, who immediately became enthusiastic. A top-grade artifact was something that could be encountered but not sought after, and who wouldn't want to get it?

  "This time it's all up to you, Guishou!"

  Qitian Lie didn't even glance at Chu Yan and instead spoke to Guishou.

  "The disciple will not disappoint his master!"

  The ghost's voice was hoarse and eerie, with a hint of malevolence, causing the disciples beside him to subconsciously take a step back.

  "Alright, this time I have two seed disciples from Fei Long Peak, they are Gui Shou and Hua Meng Qi!"

  Qitian's voice was low and calm as he spoke, his eyes simultaneously turning towards Chuyan.

  Chu Yan's expression didn't change, but several other disciples were somewhat unwilling.

  "Master, Chu is actually my senior fellow disciple from Fei Long Peak, his abilities are extraordinary..."

  "Yes, Master. Last time it was Yunyu Peak and Fuhu Peak that came to cause trouble, they were led by the Eldest Senior Brother..."

  ……

  That day, Chu Yan severely taught a lesson to the people of Fow Tiger and Cloud Universe Two Peaks, distributing all the spoils of war to everyone, leaving only Lin Feng's emerald green flying sword for himself. With Chu Yan's prestige, all the disciples were convinced and came out one after another to defend him.

  "Shut up, all of you!"

  Qitian Lie let out a cold snort, and everyone dared not speak again. They listened as he said indifferently: "The disciples of the sect have always been divided by their cultivation levels, Ghost Head!"

  The aura on Gui Shou's body suddenly expanded and spread out, instantly making several disciples pant for breath.

  "How is it that Gui Shou's strength has reached the peak of the 11th layer of Qi Refining, Meng Qi's strength is also at the 9th layer of Qi Refining, while Chu Yan's strength is only at the 8th layer of Qi Refining? If Fei Long Peak allows someone like this to become a seed disciple, won't we be laughed at and lose face?"

  At the time of Zitian's fierce words, his eyes were fixed on Chu Yan, but Chu Yan had a calm face, without any sign of anger.

  "Master, I am willing to withdraw and yield my position to Chu Shi..."

  "It's okay!"

  Chu Yan's cold words interrupted Hua Meng Qi, and he turned to face Qian Tian Lie with a smiling expression: "Master's words are absolutely right!"

  "Alright, since it's like this then it's settled, Chu Yan, don't make me lose face as your master!"

  "I obey the Buddha's teaching!"

  Chu Yan smiled faintly and turned to walk out of the house, but in his heart he was extremely cold. What's the point of participating in another elimination match? It's not time yet to turn against Qi Tianlie.

  The first round of the draw ended quickly. In order to avoid weakening the same peak's strength, the disciples of each peak will not compete against their own peak's disciples in the first round.

  "Match 8, Feilong Peak Chu Yan vs Yunwu Peak Zhou Hongwen."

  The voice of the elder judge echoed across the entire square.

  "Shall we get started?"

  Chu Yan smiled faintly, but his blood began to boil. At this moment, he had been waiting for a long time!