Chapter 67: Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon

  "Our appointment, perhaps, is about to be put into practice." As Mo Tian was sizing up the surroundings, a thick voice sounded out, causing him to pause slightly. He turned his head towards the battlefield not far away, revealing a smile and nodding slightly.

  Man Tian's gaze swept around, but did not find Dan Feng's disciples, Bai Xian'er and Mu Feng were not there. This made Man Tian certain that among these ten quotas, Dan Feng's contention was not a fight, but alchemy.

  Standing beside Mo Tian, Gu Tu had not spoken a word all along, but the intense fighting spirit flickering in his eyes revealed that he was also filled with anticipation this time.

  The old man sitting in the center of the stone steps suddenly stood up. He was wearing a purple robe, and his body was extremely straight, like a mountain standing upright. His simple movement seemed to blend into space, giving off an aura that was unfathomable, causing countless disciples to hold their breath and stare at him with wide eyes.

  This man is actually Xiao Gu's sect master, Kuang Feng!

  "I am Xiao Guzong, inheriting the ancient lineage of Nanjiang from generation to generation! This time, we have obtained ten quotas for the Ancient Sect, which is a great fortune for our sect. Remember, among you, only eight quotas are available! If you want to get a quota, if you want to become a superior being, if you want to enter the Nanjiang Ancient Sect, it all depends on you! Fight! Barbarian cultivators! Show your strength and make people admire you! Show your strength and fight for a bright path!" Kuang Feng's voice was thick and resonant, like an ancient bell ringing, echoing in space, echoing in the ears of each disciple.

  Inspiring those who hear it, and making the contestants' morale soar!

  Man Tian also clenched his fists, with a fierce and proud aura, while the other disciples were all glaring around, their eyes scanning the surroundings. Regardless of their previous relationships, at this moment, they had all become his enemies, becoming obstacles on his path.

  "The quota competition, now begins!" Kuang Feng said, and then sat down cross-legged. While beside him, Li Fengfeng, the main peak master of Kuang Lie, stood up, his tiger eyes gazing at the nearly two thousand disciples below, saying: "The rules for the competition are as follows: the first round will be a ten-man group battle! Ten people form one group. Only one person from each group has the qualification to enter the second round of competition! Whoever drops their token voluntarily gives up their right! The first match of the first round, let the disciples go on stage!"

  Everyone who heard it gasped in shock, and even those disciples who had not participated turned pale!

  This first round will eliminate the vast majority of disciples! Nearly two thousand disciples, in the end, only two hundred can enter the final! And it's still a ten-man group battle!

  Ten people group fight!

  What does this mean?

  No matter how strong one's strength is, what if the other nine people attack one person simultaneously? Even if one's strength is stronger and their boundary is higher, it would be of no use! This test is not just about simple strength, but also tests a person's survival ability and adaptability! This can also reveal the profound meaning of the ancient sect.

  What Guzong needs is not just a person with great strength, but also a person who has both strength and wisdom!

  He suppressed the shock in his heart, looked down at the number on the token in his hand, 1023. Gu Tu and Zhan Ye both turned their heads to look at Mo Tian's number, and let out a sigh of relief, they didn't want to meet Mo Tian in the first round!

  The first round of quota competition was divided into two games. The number of the barbarian sky is the second game, so he retreated to the outside of the square to watch the battle!

  Ten people in a group slowly walked onto the central square, where hundreds of giant drums were set up. The thousand disciples all held their breath, with tense expressions, glaring at the other nine people.

  "Begin!" Accompanied by a loud shout, all disciples' nerves were stretched taut!

  The war broke out at once.

  "Boom!!" The first sound shook the entire square, and the remaining disciples on the stage immediately launched a frantic attack.

  The fierce eyes of the disciples were fixed on one of the arenas, where Chi Long was currently fighting with others, his body shining with a silver-white light, so that the other disciples did not dare to attack him first. Xiong Yue and Xiong Hong stared intently at the arena in front of them, their eyes scanning each of the arenas, while Man Zhu held Xiao Jin and Xiao Hu, her eyes fixed on Chi Long as he fought fiercely.

  "Bang!!" The red dragon struck one of the disciples with all his might, sending him flying out of the arena, causing the other eight disciples to turn pale. They simultaneously attacked the red dragon without warning.

  As they enter the battle, they have already seen who is the strongest on the stage! And their goal is to knock down the strongest person first! This is a natural manifestation of people facing common threats. At this time, their common enemy in their hearts is only Red Dragon, because they know that if Red Dragon does not fall, they have no hope of entering the second round of contention!

  "So you think you can defeat me?" The red dragon let out a cold laugh, his entire body radiating silver-white light that shot out in all directions. The blood vessels visible in the light rapidly converged on his whole body, causing his torso to rapidly expand, and his entire person grew from over six feet to seven feet tall, his whole body exuding a fierce and violent aura, making the red dragon seem like a ferocious beast!

  At the moment of Chi Long's strongest explosion, some of the remaining eight disciples were stunned with fear and stood still on the spot. Before he could react, Chi Long's attack was like a stormy rain, his figure flickering, and the crowd only saw a silver-white light flashing through the crowd, and one after another, the disciples were shaken off the stage.

  Just as the brutal sky was lost in thought, a battle on the arena had already ended! A young man stood proudly, he was about six feet tall, with an ordinary face and not a sturdy physique, he would not be noticed in the crowd, but this time he was the first to enter the second round of competition, attracting the attention of tens of thousands of people.

  "He is... Yuanzheng Shixiong!! Warfist's Yuanzheng Shixiong!" One of Warfist's disciples recognized the man and exclaimed.

  "Yuan Zheng?" Many people were puzzled, in their impression, there was no such person as Yuan Zheng! But they didn't expect that he would shine so brightly this time, which made many people marvel, just like Yuan Zheng, how many disciples like him are there in Xiaoguzong, and even in the entire Nanman?

  Enduring for years, just for this morning's battle to make a name! This Yuan Zheng, whether it's his strength or temperament, or even his city, is all so frustrating.

  Yuánzhèng's gaze swept over the several corpses lying on the ring, his expression calm and collected, as he sat down cross-legged.

  Man Tian's gaze was fixed on Yuan Zheng, he didn't see Yuan Zheng make a move, but being able to defeat the other nine in such a short amount of time, Yuan Zheng's strength made Man Tian have no choice but to take him seriously!

  "Boom!!" A loud explosion sounded, on another stage, a burly disciple burst into the air with one punch, hitting another disciple. In the instant his fist was swung out, a virtual shadow actually appeared behind him, giving people an illusion as if two people were attacking at the same time.

  "Senjutsu, the embodiment of power!! This person has actually mastered the Embodiment of Power!"

  "How is this possible!! Xiao Guzong actually has such a high talent?" Countless cries of surprise rose and fell, even the young man who was calmly standing on the stone steps couldn't help but take another look at this robust disciple, his expression shocked.

  "Embodiment of Power! Human-level Battle Technique! The Southern Barbarian's Six-tiered Battle Techniques: Lower, Middle, Upper, Earth, Heaven and Human! Dragon-shaped Great Slash is a lower-tier technique, while the Penetrating Arm can be considered an upper-tier technique. But this Embodiment of Power is a human-level technique, with extremely strong power! If one can cultivate it to its limits, their entire body's strength can transform into countless split bodies! This is an extremely fearsome battle technique, yet unexpectedly, someone has actually used it at this time."

  "Who is he?"

  Many disciples were speechless for a moment, because they found themselves unable to call out this person's name.

  "That's right, I remember he's called Zhan Xiong!! Li Feng's disciple Zhan Xiong! He joined the Xiao Gu Zong and has been traveling outside for training, but didn't expect him to be back in the sect already." One of the disciples suddenly remembered his identity and hastily said.

  All the disciples were shocked! They suddenly discovered that this time's quota competition brought out how many hidden young masters! Does Xiaoguzong have so many such unknown young masters?

  The Man Tian's expression was solemn, and when he was eager for the next battle, he also expected it. However, what made Man Tian puzzled was that he didn't see Lei Yun, and he had asked Xiong Yue before, but no one had heard of this person. This made Man Tian confused. At this time, it seemed that Lei Yun was as low-key as these few masters, perhaps after that battle, Lei Yun left Xiaoguzong to go out and practice.