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Wang Yi looked at the mountain of Three-Colored Wooden Plaques in front of him with a blank expression, but his heart was filled with shock. He couldn't even count how many Wooden Plaques were piled up before him; the bitterness in his heart grew stronger. "It seems I have lost this time." He understood that what he had was not even half of what lay before him. Although Chu Yixuan had given him some, according to his estimation, it probably didn't even come close to this amount!
"Zhao Shizhi is indeed extraordinary. In just three hours, he managed to gather so many Wooden Plaques," Xiao Renyi nodded.
"Elder, you flatter me," Zhao Shanyu said, overjoyed. Suppressing his excitement, he bowed and thought to himself, "Hahaha, Wang Yi, this time you are definitely going to lose. I’ll be waiting for you to call me grandfather three times."
"One hundred and three Golden Wooden Plaques, ninety-eight Silver Wooden Plaques, and one hundred and fifteen Bronze Plaques, totaling one hundred seventy-five thousand points. For now, I am in first place," Zhou Deyu said as his gaze fell upon the pile of Wooden Plaques, his deep eyes narrowing slightly as he spoke softly.
Wang Yi's mind went blank; he stood there stunned. One hundred seventy-five thousand points! I lost! I lost! I lost!
These three words surged into Wang Yi's heart like a tidal wave. He only had seventy-three thousand nine hundred points—over a hundred thousand points less than Zhao Shanyu. He had originally thought he could surpass Zhao Shanyu by seizing more plaques, but who would have thought the gap between them would be so vast? This far exceeded his expectations.
"It seems Brother Zhao has secured first place in the second round."
"Yes, Li Shixiong only has a bit over eighty thousand points, while Brother Zhao has more than double that. It looks like Wang Yi will definitely be calling him grandfather three times."
"Hmph, of course. Brother Zhao's status is so noble; Wang Yi is just a mere grassroot and dares to compete with Brother Zhao?"
"Wang Yi, it's your turn," Zhao Shanyu said proudly as he walked up to Wang Yi. As they brushed past each other, he whispered, "Remember our agreement; I'm still waiting for you to call me grandfather three times." Then he burst into laughter.
"Bastard! Don't get too cocky; my brother might not necessarily lose to you," Niu Meng shouted angrily.
"Niu Meng, shut your mouth! How dare you speak so rudely in front of the three elders?" Zhao Shanyu retorted sternly.
"Silence!" Zhou Deyu snapped and looked at Wang Yi. "It's your turn."
Wang Yi nodded and stepped forward, laughter erupted behind him.
"Wang Yi is definitely going to lose this time; from now on, he'll be Brother Zhao's grandson."
"That's right, by seniority, Wang Yi will have to call us grandpa in the future."
"Indeed, I didn't expect to have a grandson at such a young age."
"Wang Yi, why are you still dazed? Hurry up and show it to the elder!" Zhao Shanyu noticed Wang Yi was frozen in place, knowing his anger, thought to himself, "The more angry you are, the happier I am." So he quickly urged him.
Wang Yi snorted and took out his Storage Bag from his waist, pulling out all the Wooden Plaques.
"Forty-three Golden Wooden Plaques, forty-seven Silver Wooden Plaques, thirty-seven Bronze Plaques, totaling seventy-three thousand nine hundred points," Zhou Deyu scanned and quickly calculated the number.
"I didn't expect Wang Yi to find this many?"
"Hmph, what does it matter? Zhao Shanyu has a full hundred thousand points more than him; he lost."
"Oh, Wang Shidi is not bad; I didn't expect you to make it into the top ten. However, you're still far behind me," Zhao Shanyu mocked coldly. "Are you ready? I'm waiting for you to call me grandpa."
"You..." Wang Yi's expression darkened instantly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Wang Shidi, don't you have more?" Chu Yixuan said casually with his hands behind his back and a faint smile.
Wang Yi was taken aback by the words and looked down at his waist where another Storage Bag was still hanging.
"Oh, let's take it all out together!" Zhou Deyu said with a smile as he stroked his beard.
"What? You have more?" Zhao Shanyu's expression changed, but he quickly composed himself and said, "So what if you do? I still don't believe you can surpass me!"
"Alright." Wang Yi noticed that Chu Yixuan had a gentle expression, showing no signs of concern. He hesitated for a moment and slowly took out the Storage Bag that had been given to him. He gently tipped it over, his gaze fixed ahead, his heart racing.
At the same time, everyone's eyes were focused on the Storage Bag, eager to see what else Wang Yi could do.
In the next moment, a vast expanse of golden light appeared before them, with Three-Colored Wooden Plaques piled together like a small mountain.
"Wow." The crowd was immediately astonished, their eyes filled with surprise.
"How... how could Wang Yi have so many?"
"This is unbelievable! Where did he get all these Wooden Plaques?"
"Yeah, combined they must be worth at least as much as Brother Zhao's!"
"This... it's impossible! Wang Yi, how could you find so many Wooden Plaques by yourself?" Zhao Shanyu's proud expression instantly changed to one of unease and shock.
"And what about you? Didn't you also find this many Wooden Plaques by yourself? Why can't I?" Wang Yi felt a wave of relief wash over him, as if he had just dropped from mid-air to solid ground.
"I... you..." Zhao Shanyu was left speechless.
"There are eighty-five Golden Wooden Plaques, ninety-three Silver Wooden Plaques, and forty-two Bronze Plaques, totaling one hundred thirty-nine thousand six hundred points," Zhou Deyu said, a hint of surprise flashing in his deep eyes as he looked at Wang Yi. "Adding the seventy-three thousand nine hundred points from earlier, that's a total of two hundred thirteen thousand five hundred points, currently ranking first."
“Hmm.”
As soon as the words were spoken, the crowd immediately gasped.
“Wow, that's terrifying. How did Wang Yi find so many Wooden Plaques?”
“Yeah, it's really scary. Could that person in black be him? Otherwise, how could he possibly find so many Wooden Plaques in just three hours?”
“Shh, keep your voice down. Even if it is Wang Yi, can you defeat him?”
“Is it you? Chu Yixuan, it must be you, right? You gave your own Wooden Plaque to Wang Yi to let him surpass me, so you can watch me make a fool of myself?” Zhao Shanyu's face turned purple with anger as he suddenly pointed at the calm Chu Yixuan and shouted.
“Zhao Shidi, what do you mean by that?” Chu Yixuan looked confused, as if he didn't know anything.
“You... I will not let this go.” Zhao Shanyu was furious, feeling an unnamed fire suddenly surge in his heart, growing larger and larger.
“Hmph, Zhao Shidi, please watch your words and don't falsely accuse good people,” Chu Yixuan's gentle expression suddenly changed as he said coldly.
“Brother Zhao, you haven't forgotten our agreement, have you?” Wang Yi said.
“Hmph, Wang Yi, let me tell you, the Tyrannosaurus Fist is a secret Martial Art of my Zhao Family. I will not give it to you.” Upon hearing this, Zhao Shanyu felt a surge of anger in his heart, his eyes reddening as if they were about to burst into flames, trembling with rage.
“Zhao Shanyu, do you dare to go back on your word?” Wang Yi shouted angrily.
“Hmph, I will go back on my word,” Zhao Shanyu glared at Wang Yi, speaking each word coldly.
"Stop." Upon seeing this scene, Li Jianren's expression suddenly turned cold. His clear voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone, causing them to shiver involuntarily, and not a single word escaped their lips.
Wang Yi, filled with anger, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar; the fire in his heart was instantly extinguished, vanishing without a trace.
"How terrifying. What level of power is this? It's so frightening," Wang Yi thought to himself as he clenched his fists tightly.
"You all did very well; you have passed the second round," Li Jianren said as he glanced around at everyone.
"Next, you only need to pass the third round to become Inner Sect Disciples," Xiao Renyi smiled and said. "The requirement for this third round is that each of you must kill a martial artist of the same rank."
"Ah." Everyone was taken aback and was about to ask when they heard Li Jianren wave his hand and say, "Rest assured, the Sect wants you to kill only those who are utterly wicked. Tomorrow, you will all go to the square, where the Sect will list the names of these individuals. Your task is to find them and bring back their heads to the Sect, handing them over to Elder Zhou. Only then can you truly become Inner Sect Disciples."
"There are seventy-three of you who passed this round; I hope all of you can survive," Li Jianren said.
"Yes," everyone replied in unison.
"Dismissed!" Li Jianren waved his hand.
The next morning, the weather was clear, with not a cloud in sight. A gentle breeze rustled through the air, lifting the fallen leaves high into the trees.
In the square, looking around, there were people coming and going, bustling with activity.
A stone tablet several meters long stood silently among the crowd, broad and heavy, surrounded by people.
"Wu Han, Earth Spirit Realm Level One, three years ago robbed a merchant and killed thirty-seven people, with no leads to this day."
"Single Bear, Earth Spirit Realm Level One, one year ago broke into Manyao Garden and slaughtered twenty-seven prostitutes, disappearing without a trace."
"Feng Hao, Earth Spirit Realm Level One, six months ago raped and murdered the daughter of a wealthy merchant, committing thirteen crimes in the city."
Wang Yi looked at the note on the stone tablet and murmured.
On the tablet, there were countless martial artists who had committed capital offenses. These martial artists all shared a common trait: at the time of their crimes, they were all Level One of the Earth Spirit Realm. However, the differences among them were also quite evident. The individuals listed had committed their crimes within the past three years; those from the last year were manageable, but those from three years ago were different. Three years ago, they were already at Level One of the Earth Spirit Realm, but after three years, are they still at Level One?
"Bastard! These people truly deserve to die," Niu Meng glared at the names on the tablet and said angrily.
"Niu Meng, you possess divine strength; although you are only Level One, even a Level Two martial artist from the Earth Spirit Realm would likely not fare well against you. Therefore, I think you can seek out those who were still Level One two years ago. As for those who were already Level One three years ago, it's better to let others handle them!" Wang Yi said after a moment of contemplation.
"Okay, big brother." Niu Meng scratched his head, knowing Wang Yi was right, and agreed.
"Wang Yi, Niu Meng, have you decided who to kill?" Lin Chao stepped forward and asked with a smile.
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