Chapter 259

The second day's competition arrived as scheduled, and the martial arts arena was still bustling with noise and excitement.

The audience seats were full, geniuses from all walks of life gathered, and the Sect Masters and experts also appeared in full force.

Because of last night's sudden enlightenment and thinking, Luo Yong slept a bit late and almost overslept in the morning. When he rushed to the competition venue, there were still some sweat beads on his forehead.

As soon as he stepped into the martial arts arena, he immediately felt countless gazes focused on him.

Whether it was the audience in the stands or other contestants, everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

Luo Yong was somewhat uneasy, muttering to himself: Could it be that the competition has already started? Why is everyone looking at me like this?

Just at this moment, the head judge walked over.

Luo Yong's heart tightened, and he was just about to apologize when he heard the head judge say gently, "Luo Yong, do you want some time to prepare? Adjust your state before going on stage."

This made Luo Yong stunned, even somewhat confused.

He still remembered yesterday that a contestant was late because of trouble on the road, and the head judge scolded him, and only after repeated requests from him and his master did he reluctantly allow him to continue the competition.

Why is the head judge so polite to me today when I'm late?

"No need, thank you, Judge, I am ready."

Luo Yong said hurriedly, but his heart was somewhat flattered.

Seeing Luo Yong's 'humble' appearance, the head judge nodded with satisfaction, turned and walked toward the judges' platform, and started to preside over the competition.

Luo Yong then discovered that everyone was waiting for him; he hadn't come, so the competition hadn't started.

Actually, he didn't know that there were rumors here just now, saying things like 'Luo Yong feels the competition intensity is too low, maybe he is too lazy to participate today', which was simply trying to put him on a pedestal.

The atmosphere today was completely different from yesterday; the audience's eyes were full of expectations for Luo Yong, looking forward to him having an even better performance today.

And those contestants who were usually arrogant did not mock him; instead, they looked at him with burning eyes, as if defeating him was the biggest goal for these people.

That was respect for the strong.

Seeing this, Luo Yong felt somewhat dazed in his heart.

He had always been an ordinary genius and never thought he would stand in such a high position.

In yesterday's competition, he relied on the precious sword refined by His Majesty Li Chen to defeat Gao Jingnian and Wei Yuanping in succession, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

At this moment, he was carrying out an imperial order, so even if he had to pretend, he had to pretend to be an expert.

On the judges' platform, Shizi Shizi Jun Zhan Tian's gaze also fell on Luo Yong.

As the Divine Son of the Returning Void Boundless Sect, Shizi Shizi Jun Zhan Tian was the final boss of this Sword Discussion Assembly; only whoever won would be qualified to fight him.

In his view, Luo Yong would definitely be able to fight him next, and he was also looking forward to the battle with Luo Yong.

The second day's competition was still decided by drawing lots for opponents.

Because there were twenty-five people, there would be one person who would get a bye.

Luo Yong's luck was not good; he did not draw the bye, but instead drew the number 1 lot again, becoming the first contestant to go on stage.

Unlike yesterday, the opponent who also drew number 1 did not have a contemptuous look, but looked at Luo Yong with a melancholy face, as if Luo Yong was the invincible boss.

The lucky one who got the bye was the 'good brother' green-clothed sword cultivator Luo Yong had just met.

The green-clothed sword cultivator's opponent in the previous match forfeited, and he got a bye in this match; his luck was heaven-defying.

Luo Yong muttered to himself: "This guy is in the top 13, won't he get a bye again? His luck is too good."

However, at this time, he had no time to think more, and the head judge had already shouted loudly, "First match, Luo Yong versus Zhao Dou, please both go on stage!"

Luo Yong took a deep breath and walked onto the martial arts arena. Compared to yesterday, he was more relaxed this time.

As soon as he got on stage, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the audience; these cheers seemed to have already declared that he was the champion of this competition.

Luo Yong's opponent, Zhao Dou, appeared somewhat nervous and walked onto the stage with heavy steps.

Luo Yong looked at his opponent, as if he saw himself yesterday. When he fought Gao Jingnian in the first match yesterday, he had the same mood.

Today, he stood in Gao Jingnian's position, becoming an expert in the eyes of others.

The head judge shouted 'Match start', and neither of them fought directly; they greeted each other symbolically and then set up their stances.

At this time, Luo Yong was actually still struggling with whether to use His Majesty Li Chen's power.

But before they started fighting, Zhao Dou said directly, "I know that you geniuses playing the pig to eat the tiger has become a habit, but I want to see the real you."

His words meant: Don't pretend to be weak, let's fight directly.

Luo Yong thought to himself, I haven't even prepared myself mentally to cheat, and you are asking me to use it, right?

This is what you said.

One minute later, Zhao Dou's sword was flicked away, his face full of fear; he hadn't even taken one move from 'Luo Yong'.

After Zhao Dou admitted defeat and went off stage, he gave himself a hard slap in a place where no one was around. If he had known, he wouldn't have acted cool just now. Facing Luo Yong who was pretending to be weak, he could have taken a few moves, but when the other party used his real ability, he couldn't even take one move.

Luo Yong's victory this time was already within the 'expectation' of everyone. Many of the people present were sword cultivators with superb sword skills; how could they not know how strong Luo Yong's 'true sword intent' was.

In their view, Luo Yong and the other contestants were simply not at the same level.

Various Sect Masters were even sighing that Luo Yong's temperament was very ordinary, and his appearance was plain, but his sword technique was so outstanding; it could truly be said that 'one cannot judge a person by their appearance'.

Even some sword-casting sects in the stands were already preparing to win over Luo Yong to endorse the swords of their sects.

The co-branded swords used by the champions of the decennial Sword Discussion Assembly had always sold very well.

Even if not used, collecting them was worth more than the price. Of course, the premise of all this was that Luo Yong could win the championship.

One must know that above the champion, there was the Divine Son Shizi Shizi Jun Zhan Tian.

Countless geniuses took pride in defeating the Divine Son.

Whether in Mystical Realms or some other places, Shizi Shizi Jun Zhan Tian had many challengers, but he had never lost.

Not to mention anything else, Lin Xun and Yi Yu, who were also at the Divine Son level, crushed other cultivators of the same level too much.

They were talents cultivated by hidden sects for ascension, born for battle.

This was different from other sects; the goal of other sects was only to cultivate to the Sage Realm and let the sect continue to flourish for a hundred years.

When Luo Yong walked off the martial arts stage, his good brother, the green-clothed sword cultivator, patted him on the shoulder to express congratulations: "I didn't expect that you were the one hiding your true depth; yesterday I thought you were very nervous."

Hearing this, Luo Yong smiled bitterly inside: I was really nervous; without His Majesty Li Chen's power, I am just a little brother.

However, understanding that this world was inherently unfair, Luo Yong didn't feel so much guilt about cheating.

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"Not at all, brother is the one hiding your true depth; no one knows your strength yet."

Luo Yong was not flattering him, because the green-clothed sword cultivator had always been getting byes, suffering some boos from the audience.

Normally, for this guy's luck to be so heaven-defying, he was mostly an expert who would shock everyone.

Luo Yong felt that the green-clothed sword cultivator should be an expert because this guy was very calm, no matter who he faced, he showed that indifferent temperament.

Just like now, if an ordinary contestant knew Luo Yong's 'true' strength, their mindset would have changed long ago, but the green-clothed sword cultivator was still chatting with him normally.

From the perspective of the bottom, Luo Yong could discover the clues.

Hearing Luo Yong say this, and seeing Luo Yong's eyes, the green-clothed sword cultivator also helplessly indicated: "I have just had a little better luck since I was a child; I am really not an expert."

Luo Yong didn't say anything, and the two were chatting normally, analyzing the duels of the sword cultivators on stage.

Unlike Luo Yong's appearance, Luo Yong only defeated his opponent in one move, of course, this depended on Li Chen's strength.

Many sword cultivators were fighting back and forth, dismantling each other's moves.

From Luo Yong's perspective, he also learned a lot of things.

And beside him, not only the green-clothed sword cultivator, many contestants were sizing up Luo Yong, sighing inwardly: This guy's strength is so strong, and he is still humble and eager to learn; is this the gap between me and the strong?

If Luo Yong knew they thought this way, he would definitely say: I beg you to stop imagining things; I am really weak.

After this round of competition ended, the next round began.

Now there were 13 contestants left, which meant one would be the chosen one, directly entering the top ten.

Being eliminated here was undoubtedly the most losing one.

Because the top ten all had certain rewards, and the ticket prices these days were simply sold out.

Not only buying tickets, during the Sword Discussion Assembly, the surrounding food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all full, driving economic development.

But it was only once every ten years; in normal times, this place was relatively deserted.

Luo Yong drew the lot first and undoubtedly drew the number 1 lot again. He felt his head was big; why was he always number 1? Couldn't he change the number?

Even bigger-headed than him were the contestants who also drew the number 1 lot.

When this guy drew number 1, he felt his heart was cold.

A decennial competition, he was just one step away from the top ten, how did he encounter Luo Yong, this sword technique genius? Damn it!

The people beside him were still making sarcastic remarks, saying things like 'I wanted to fight Luo Yong long ago, it's a pity I didn't pick number 1 this time'.

Hearing these words, the one who drew number 1 got angry on the spot, clamoring 'Don't pretend, if you have the guts, swap with me!'.

At this time, those contestants who were making sarcastic remarks all shut up; after all, they could see Luo Yong's strength.

No one knew that Luo Yong, whose strength and state of mind were mismatched, was also somewhat emotional.

Even more unexpectedly, the good brother green-clothed sword cultivator was truly heaven-defying and got a bye again.

This guy was simply lying his way into the top ten, without having fought a single match.

The green-clothed sword cultivator kept getting byes, which made the people around him start to be dissatisfied.

All kinds of accusations and mockery came.

Luo Yong explained to his good brother, saying: "Everyone fought from the preliminary rounds to here, their strength is definitely not bad."

He said this sentence to the people around him,

But the green-clothed sword cultivator smiled awkwardly and said: "I really haven't fought. During the preliminary rounds, the first opponent was banned because of a bad record, the second one took forbidden drugs in advance and was caught by the judge, directly disqualified,

The third one had a quarrel with someone near the martial arts arena and started a fight, both were disqualified, the fourth one broke up with his girlfriend and didn't want to fight, so he directly forfeited, and I just arrived at the official competition like this."

Luo Yong: "."

Everyone: "."

Hearing the green-clothed sword cultivator's experience, Luo Yong was stunned. I was still explaining for you, and it turns out you haven't fought a single match until now?

(End of chapter)