Chapter 482: The Correct Way to Open a Tournament (Third update, today)

"Fellow Daoist Gongyang, I concede."

"Fellow Daoist Ren, congratulations!"

Gongyang Ke looked at the Long Sword at Ren Yidao's waist, making no effort to hide his envy.

"Being recognized by the Spirit Sword is the dream of every disciple of the Sword Casting Hut. I never expected that in the end, it would be snatched away by an outsider like you. Could you reveal just a little bit about how you managed to do it?"

Ren Yidao thought for a moment, and said half-evasively, half-helplessly: "It was just a stroke of good luck."

To be honest, Ren Yidao wasn't very clear on why he had been recognized either; he didn't really understand what this sycophantic sword liked about him.

You should ask the sycophant about things like liking someone, not the one being fawned over.

"When the Spirit Sword is willing to speak, it will tell you, right?"

"Oh, alright."

Although Gongyang Ke was somewhat unwilling, he still reluctantly accepted this explanation.

"Why don't you just ask it directly?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ren is joking."

If it were possible to ask, why would I have waited until now, and let an outsider like you succeed?

"Since Fellow Daoist Ren has already received the recognition of the Spirit Sword, then, according to the bet between us, this position of ring master is handed over to you."

Gongyang Ke waved his hand and walked off the ring laughing, hearing a light chuckle beside his ear.

"Mm-hmm, alright."

"……Hm?"

He slowly turned his head and saw a delicate face with a brilliant smile.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Gongyang Ke was dumbfounded to find that Ren Yidao was actually walking down with him.

"Uh? What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to defend the ring? How come……"

Ren Yidao looked back with a smile and shrugged, "I recall there being no rule that a ring master must defend the ring, right?"

"……That is true."

Gongyang Ke thought about it and really couldn't find such a rule, but he still couldn't quite accept it.

But what kind of ring master doesn't defend the ring?

What for?

If you aren't defending the ring, why are you fighting for it... oh, he was someone I called up, so that's fine.

Ren Yidao walked off the ring, cupped his hands toward the other contestants who had various expressions, and smiled: "Everyone, please feel free if any of you want to be the ring master. I'm going to go rest now."

To prevent the ring tournament from turning into a wheel battle targeting one person, the winner can choose to rest for four hours after the battle ends.

It's just that most ring masters choose to rest on the stage, rather than stepping down from the ring as a winner like Ren Yidao did.

Because this would cause him to lose the initiative, turning from him choosing others back into others choosing him.

Unless one is extremely confident, generally no one would give up such an advantage.

But Ren Yidao saw it clearly; unless it was to rack up a winning streak, there was really no need to fight people in succession in one go.

Compared to fighting them in the ring, he had more important things to attend to.

"Alright, everyone please go ahead, I am going to rest."

Although Ren Yidao said he was going to rest, he did not walk toward the direction of the guest rooms, but instead wandered toward the area of the Elimination Tournament.

He was going to watch his younger sisters' matches!

And so, Ren Yidao swaggered away under the gaze of everyone, leaving behind a silence.

And not long after Ren Yidao left, the young girl hiding behind Duan Hong poked her head out, smiled, and then slipped away silently.

However, she did not notice that at the same time she left, Mo Yushuang, who had been keeping her eyes closed, opened them, silently watching the direction in which she departed, and tightened her grip on her sword.

"Um, A Jian."

Mei did not know much about Ren Yidao, and at this moment she was blinking in surprise, tugging on Jian Xinxin's sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Uh, is Junior Brother always like this?"

"Mm, he has always been this... free, just like Senior Sister." Jian Xinxin sighed helplessly, lamenting the misfortune of their sect.

Hearing him mention Jing Yueqin, Mei also fell silent.

"……"

Mei truly could not forget the terrifying woman she had encountered when she went to find Jian Xinxin earlier.

Even though Mei had now stepped into the Heaven Realm, in her heart there was a strong feeling that even if it were her current self, she would not have the slightest chance of winning after facing that woman.

It was a very inexplicable feeling, but she dared not treat it as a mere illusion.

"What kind of person is your Senior Sister, exactly?" After thinking for a while, Mei couldn't help but ask.

"You're asking about Senior Sister? Senior Sister Jing, how should I put it? Hmm, don't look at how she was toward you earlier, but she is actually..."

Jian Xinxin hesitated for a moment, even he himself was a bit uncertain, and said tentatively, "A good person?"

A good person?

What kind of evaluation is that?

Besides, it's not like I haven't met your Senior Sister.

With that whole body covered in Sin Karma, how does she look like a good person?

Mei had originally thought Jian Xinxin was joking with her and was about to retort, but she noticed the expression on his face was unexpectedly serious.

"Although you might not believe it, once you truly understand, you will find that she is really not a bad person."

"Just like how I have always been waiting for you, Senior Sister has always been looking for Master."

Jian Xinxin held Mei's palm and said in a low voice: "It's just that I am lucky to have found you, while she has never seen hope. If it weren't for the appearance of Little Junior Brother diluting her anger, the Senior Sister you saw would have been even more terrifying than before."

Jian Xinxin smiled at the thoughtful Mei, not expecting her to understand right now.

"To outsiders, Senior Sister Jing might be a dangerous Demon, but to us, she is an irreplaceable Senior Sister; you only need to understand this point, and that is enough."

This might take a little time, but for them right now, the one thing they have in abundance is time.

Ren Yidao left in a carefree manner, but even with one person missing, the tournament had to continue.

After a brief silence, among the remaining nine, one person stood out first.

"Hahahaha! Since everyone is so reserved, then Ying will not be polite!"

Ying Tengjiao rose to his full height, laughing loudly as he strode onto the arena, stood still in the center, and cupped his hands in greeting to the guests from all directions.

"I am Ying Tengjiao, current Sect Master of the Purple Shadow Sect, here to pay my respects to all the guests!"

"Although my Purple Shadow Sect cannot be counted as a great sect of the world, you all should have heard some news about us to some extent. Of course, after this Immortal Sect Grand Competition, everything will be different; you will definitely remember us firmly, hahahaha!"

Although his posturing was affected, it made the others watching the competition nod repeatedly, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Yes, yes, yes, that is exactly the feeling.

This is the correct way for the tournament to open.

"The Immortal Sect Grand Competition has always been a grand event that our entire Beiming Divine Continent looks upon; it does not allow for petty people to act recklessly here. That is a disrespect to the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, and even more so, a lack of respect for us!"

Everyone knew who Ying Tengjiao was talking about, but no one spoke up to refute him at this moment.

Because Ying Tengjiao's target was very obvious; it was not Ren Yidao, who was no longer on the scene.

Sure enough, right after he finished this sentence, he quickly turned his spearhead toward another party.

"But before that, I think all my fellow countrymen of the Beiming Divine Continent know that we need to do one thing first."

He looked at Zang Zhenyu, his face full of disdain, and sneered.

"This is the grand event of my Beiming Divine Continent; you two from the Southern Border Divine Continent, don't you feel it is very inappropriate to stay here?"

Zang Zhenyu looked calmly at Ying Tengjiao, who was spouting nonsense on the stage, as if looking at a ridiculous clown, but his complexion gradually turned darker.

"I propose here that before we conduct our internal struggles, let us not waste our strength, but first clear out these miscellaneous people."

"Then, since I am the one who proposed it, I will set an example for everyone here."

Zang Zhenyu raised the long spear in his hand, preparing to go on stage and teach this guy a painful lesson.

But...

"That Prince Yuwen, please, let us witness the strength of the Southern Border Yuwen Family."

Zang Zhenyu's expression jolted, and he glared at Ying Tengjiao.

"You dare!?"

"Heh, what do I not dare to do? Since he dared to participate, then I can choose him as my opponent." Ying Tengjiao smiled triumphantly and mocked, "I think the ones who don't dare are you, right?"

You!!!

Zang Zhenyu wanted to curse in anger, but remembering one thing, he could not care about anything else, turned his head to look at Yuwen Tianye, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, please concede; this subject will definitely avenge you!"

But to Zang Zhenyu's helplessness, Yuwen Tianye did not react after hearing his words.

Instead, he opened his eyes and silently sized up Ying Tengjiao with those Double Pupils.

Seeing that this was his reaction, Zang Zhenyu knew it was over; the Prince did not intend to give up.

"No need."

"Your Highness!!! The opponent is a Void-stage cultivator, not a Foundation Establishment one! You must understand, if any real danger occurs, this subject truly has no way to answer to His Majesty the Divine Emperor!"

Zang Zhenyu truly regretted why he hadn't withdrawn from the competition for Yuwen Tianye earlier, instead of believing his nonsense about being a Destined Person.

"You don't need to answer; if something really happens, I will explain it to him myself."

After speaking, Yuwen Tianye did not wait for Zang Zhenyu to react and simply leaped onto the arena.

He hooked his finger at Ying Tengjiao, the corners of his mouth curling up in a sneer:

"Come."

"Let me see what skills you have to spout such nonsense here."

Ren Yidao did not know that such an exciting thing would happen after he left.

Otherwise, he might have hesitated about whether to leave a clone there.

And at this moment, he had already arrived at the venue for the Elimination Tournament and was looking at one of the arenas.

Ren Yidao discovered that he seemed to have arrived just at the right time and had not missed the most exciting part.

He knew both sides of the contestants on the field, and they were all acquaintances.

On one side were Li Fengyao and Fan Zhuying, representing Wanhua Valley.

And on the other side were Yu Yu and Li Lingling, participating as part of the Divine Path Sect.

For these two groups to meet was quite exciting for Ren Yidao.

How interesting!

Fight, fight!

Kids just love to watch this!