Chapter 27: The Competition Begins!

The Clear Sky Sect's martial arts arena occupied one-third of the entire mountain peak, very vast, highlighting the former glory of the Clear Sky Sect.

The entire martial arts arena had thousands of large and small arenas, even bigger than the Great Soul Arena in Tiandou City! Today, this martial arts arena became lively again.

The entire Clear Sky Sect gathered in the martial arts arena.

Tang Xiao stood in the air, his voice spread through soul power, resounding through the entire sky.

"In this competition, you should try your best to show your strength, but also remember the friendship of the same sect!"

"During the competition..."

"The competition officially begins!"

As Tang Xiao's voice fell, the disciples waiting below walked to the edge of their respective competition areas.

The competition system this time was very simple, comparing in pairs, the loser is eliminated, until the top three of the three levels are contested.

As early as yesterday, the schedule list had been issued.

Now there were 29 Miscellaneous disciples in the Clear Sky Sect, including 21 affiliated sect disciples.

There were 63 Outer Sect disciples, 88 Inner Sect disciples, totaling 180 disciples!

After each match, the rest time was half an hour.

According to the current number of disciples in the Clear Sky Sect, this competition was enough to be completed within a day! As the disciples walked onto the corresponding arenas, the five Elders of the Clear Sky Sect stepped through the air and stood directly above the entire arena, controlling the overall situation.

In the first round, there were only 90 battle arenas, and they, who possessed the strength of Titled Douluo, were enough to arrive instantly when any accident occurred in any battle.

Moreover, this kind of internal sect competition would not have anyone killing, which was not worth the loss.

Ye Ming was also standing on the arena in the Inner Sect disciple area at this time. His opponent was a woman dressed very neatly.

Tang Qiushui, a person belonging to the Second Elder's lineage, a level 38 strong attack Soul Elder! In fact, the standard for Inner Sect disciples of the Clear Sky Sect was at least a Soul Elder.

Apart from Ye Ming, there were no other special cases.

Although there was a challenge opportunity every month, winning against the strong with the weak was almost impossible in the Clear Sky Sect where everyone had the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

"Little Brother Yeming, sister advises you to surrender early. Sister's hammer will not be merciful." Tang Qiushui looked at Ye Ming opposite the arena and smiled lightly: "I don't want to be said to be bullying people."

The moment she went on stage, she stretched out her right hand, and a black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in her hand. At the same time, two yellow and one purple, three soul rings slowly rose and pulsed on her body.

This was not a soul arena, and there was no link for both sides to communicate their names and display their martial souls.

Ye Ming, who heard this, had a strange look on his face, thinking that this girl must not have participated in the beast tide that night and didn't see him bombarding the three-thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, otherwise she would definitely not say such things.

A dark golden Clear Sky Hammer also appeared on his right hand, and two soul rings flickering with dazzling purple light slowly rose from under his feet.

Looking closely, there was even a hint of black light in the second purple soul ring.

Tang Qiushui was instantly stunned, "You! You! You! What kind of ghost is this!"

Just then, the Third Elder above said: "Three, two, one, the battle begins!"

Ye Ming stepped on his feet, directly shortening the distance between the two, looking at Tang Qiushui who had just reacted from the stunned state, he had no mercy, and swung the Clear Sky Hammer directly toward the other party.

"Damn it!" Tang Qiushui cursed in a low voice, and didn't expect Ye Ming to have no humility or hesitation.

In a hurry, she only had time to cross the Clear Sky Hammer in front of her chest.

"Boom!!"

A loud explosion rang out, and Tang Qiushui's figure flew out backward, smashing heavily outside the arena.

There was no need to use soul skills at all; with Ye Ming's current strength, this hammer was enough to crush the opponent! "Hiss!!"

"So strong!"

The disciples on the two arenas next to them were all frightened by Ye Ming's fierce hammer, and their movements slowed down a bit.

In the stands, Tang Xiao's eyes lit up a bit. "Hey, this kid is really fierce."

High in the sky, the Elders' brows also jumped, and they reminded: "The loser leaves the field, the winner waits for the rest of the disciples to finish fighting, and then draws lots for the second round of competition."

Under the arena, Tang Qiushui got up and rubbed her painful chest, glared at Ye Ming with resentment, and retreated unwillingly.

Ye Ming was expressionless, sitting on the arena and watching the battles in other venues quietly.

He found that there were several tiers of strength among the Inner Sect disciples.

Tang Long and Tang Hu were obviously in the first tier, and the two solved their opponents almost one after another with Tang San.

After them were Tang Yu and Tang Tian, whose strength was at the same level, and they also solved their opponents in a crushing manner.

The third tier of disciples were all level 40 Soul Ancestors and level 30 Soul Elders, the strength gap was not too obvious, but most of the battles were won by Soul Ancestors.

As for Ye Ming, he obviously couldn't be judged by common sense.

The feedback from the two thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear soul rings improved his physical fitness, plus the strength and defense improved by the Gu insects, his physical fitness, even without using Gu insects, was not inferior to ordinary Soul Kings.

Battle after battle proceeded quickly, and Ye Ming also defeated his opponents time and time again.

Under the intentional control of the Elders, in the first five rounds, Ye Ming and Tang Long and the others did not run into each other.

In the fifth round, Tang Long directly drew a bye and entered the sixth round.

In the sixth round, in the Inner Sect disciple competition category, only six people were left: Tang Long, Tang Hu, Tang San, Tang Tian, Tang Yu, and Ye Ming!

By this time, the battles of the Miscellaneous disciples and Outer Sect disciples had completely ended.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on the central arena.

The result of the last draw was very coincidental.

Tang Long VS Tang Yu!

Ye Ming VS Tang Tian!

Tang San VS Tang Hu!

Three arenas, six people standing at the same time.

Tang Yu had a bitter face, Tang Tian was full of ease, while Tang San and Tang Hu were like needles against wheat!

These three battles were bound to be fierce! The five Elders in the air also flew down and stood at the edge of the arena.

Soul masters of this level fighting for real could easily lose control, and they must ensure the safety of these people! "Release your soul rings, and after the countdown ends, the battle begins!" The Second Elder looked grave, giving everyone enough buffer time.

Tang Long had two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings on his body, and facing Tang Yu, a five-ring Soul King, his face was full of ease.

Tang Hu was a six-ring Soul Emperor, but looking at the five strange soul rings—two yellow, one purple, two black—on Tang San, his expression couldn't help but become grave.

On the three arenas, the most bizarre scene was the battle between Ye Ming and Tang Tian.

Tang Tian, as a five-ring Soul King with the best soul ring configuration, had nothing to say. But when he stood with Ye Ming, a Soul Elder with two purple soul rings, it was particularly attractive to everyone's sight.

This kind of strange soul ring even made people ignore the fact that Tang San's fourth soul ring was ten-thousand-year level.

However, even if Ye Ming possessed two thousand-year soul rings, Tang Tian didn't care at all in his heart.

Although Ye Ming could kill into this round, he was very fierce, but there was an insurmountable chasm between thousand-year soul rings and ten-thousand-year soul rings, and between Soul Elders and Soul Kings! Tang Tian shook the muscles on his chest, tilted his neck, and said very seriously to Ye Ming:

"Honestly, you are indeed very strong! Being able to walk to this step, you are proud enough."

"I am very grateful that you saved Tang Yu, so I will go all out!"

"Let you see clearly, the true strength of the Soul King level!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 28 =====