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After the elimination, the quality of the Inner Sect Disciples has indeed improved significantly. Wang Jing could easily match with such formidable opponents, making them incredibly difficult to deal with.
The High Elder held a Stone Mirror in hand, responsible for recording disciple information. Its name was also Wang Jing, and it was on par with the Primordial Divine Furnace of the Five Element Sect, a true artifact.
Lu Chen observed some leg techniques during his battle with the Young Disciples, which provided him, someone who had never practiced leg techniques before, with unimaginable benefits.
Of course, his tendency to prolong the fight meant that their duel had already lasted half an hour, while many others had finished their battles.
During this time, Lu Chen had stolen glances at the Great Arbiter, Young Sovereign, who was also his master, Yin Boqing. He sat upright in an armchair, his eyes fixed on this side.
Without needing to guess, Lu Chen knew he was scrutinizing his techniques through the duel with the Young Disciples to see if there were any flaws.
Lu Chen understood deeply that if any mistakes were revealed and discovered by Yin Boqing, he would at least be summoned to Gate Peak for a private meeting with Yin Boqing, followed by a reprimand or perhaps a fatherly warning and advice that would annoy him greatly.
If Yin Boqing spoke to Lu Chen in that kind-hearted manner, he might feel somewhat better. However, if Yin Boqing maintained a stern expression and spoke coldly, Lu Chen would feel uncomfortable as if he were being crushed under a mountain, which was very displeasing.
At this moment, more and more arenas had concluded their battles and determined winners and losers, so they all came to a stop.
Lu Chen's mind raced as he realized that dragging this out was not a solution; he needed to end the fight quickly. Otherwise, if too much time passed, he would be summoned by Yin Boqing again.
With that thought in mind, Lu Chen stood straight in place and watched as the Young Disciples charged at him once more. Although Lu Chen had twisted his ankle earlier, his opponent was a Qi Master specialized in leg techniques and had his own mysterious method of healing.
He could even restore his injuries without external assistance and continue fighting vigorously.
The Young Disciples charged from the edge of the arena with wide strides and powerful movements toward Lu Chen.
Lu Chen stood still at first without any movement. As the youth approached, he crossed his fists above his head and struck down fiercely. Suddenly, the roar of an Ancient Giant Elephant echoed loudly across Martial Arts Peak.
"Five Element Divine Fist: Elephant Drinking Water."
Lu Chen raised one arm high like an elephant's trunk while placing the other arm in front of his chest. This motion resembled an Ancient Giant Elephant lifting its trunk and front legs while drinking water—very vivid; this was "Elephant Drinking Water."
At the same time, a thin layer of giant elephant phantom appeared around Lu Chen's body accompanied by a piercing roar. This was the Qigong Dharmakaya of the Five Element Divine Fist. Through practicing the Five Element Divine Fist and channeling True Qi, he manifested its original Dharmakaya. The essence of the Five Element Divine Fist was an Ancient Giant Elephant.
As the Young Disciples lunged toward Lu Chen, everyone saw an explosion of Ancient Divine Elephant phantoms along with the roar of the Ancient Divine Elephant.
In an instant, the Ancient Divine Elephant's Dharmakaya retreated, and the Young Disciples were violently shaken, sent flying and landing awkwardly on the ground, their faces filled with shock.
Lu Chen finished his technique, took a deep breath, and gradually returned to a normal complexion.
The Young Disciple slowly got up from the ground, limping over. He bowed slightly and said, "Junior Brother, you did well. You're impressive; I admit defeat."
With a heavy sigh, the Young Disciple continued, "Once I admit defeat, it's a lifetime of defeat. I will never have another chance to compete for True Disciple. I didn't expect that after specializing in leg techniques for over a decade in the Qigong school, I would still lose in the end. It seems that I truly have no fate with martial arts in this life. Farewell, Junior Brother."
Hearing this, Lu Chen quickly bowed in return, clasped his hands together, and said, "Senior Brother, you are also very impressive; I humbly accept your concession."
In Lu Chen's view, the Young Disciple limped down from the Arena and walked into the crowd.
At the same time, in the stands of Martial Arts Peak.
Just as Lu Chen had unleashed the Ancient Divine Elephant's Dharmakaya from his Flesh, Yin Boqing suddenly sat up from his chair and stared intently in Lu Chen's direction.
Yin Boqing was the Young Sovereign and the chief judge for this True Disciple competition. His sudden movement immediately startled several elders nearby.
As the chief judge, those closest to him were Senior Elders who acted as Assistant Referees.
Seeing the Young Sovereign stand up, they were all taken aback. An elder with a white beard hesitated for a moment before asking, "Supreme, is there something wrong?"
The Senior Elders all stared at Yin Boqing, puzzled about what was happening with this newly appointed Young Sovereign and Vice Master Supreme.
Yin Boqing shook his head; his long black hair cascaded over his shoulders as he maintained a calm expression. Aside from a slight emotional fluctuation when he first stood up, he quickly fell silent again, displaying remarkable emotional self-control that left everyone unsure of his feelings at that moment, including the Senior Elders who were equally baffled.
The competitions within the Martial Arts Arena continued as the second round of eliminations soon concluded.
Lu Chen left the Arena and returned to where Princess Zhulan and others were waiting.
As Lu Chen approached them, he noticed their worried expressions; there was not a trace of joy on their faces. Without needing to guess, Lu Chen knew they must have been eliminated from the second round.
He learned by chance that Princess Zhulan's opponent in the second round was none other than the Blind Girl, known as Ugly Blind Girl. It was she who had defeated Princess Zhulan in the elimination match.
After listening, Lu Chen stood still, squinting his eyes and remaining silent, seemingly lost in thought.
In this second round of the qualifying matches, those who remained were basically the best of the best, the elite among elites, as evidenced by the disciple who had just fought against Lu Chen.
If the Qigong method had no distinctive features, it would be very difficult to reach the qualifying matches, let alone continue on to the finals.
Moreover, it could be that Princess Zhulan and her group were simply unlucky to encounter formidable opponents like Sang Tuling and Di Wanren, which led to their swift elimination.
Lacking strength is simply lacking strength; it's better to concede early. Persisting stubbornly would only lead to more Flesh Wounds, a choice that is unwise.
"Lu Chen, it's all up to you. We consider ourselves lazy individuals who usually practice diligently, but we didn't expect to not even make it to the finals, let alone become True Disciples."
Jiang Jie and Lu Renjia came over to comfort Lu Chen. They placed their hopes on him as if Lu Chen becoming a True Disciple meant they would also become True Disciples.
Seeing that they were feeling down, Lu Chen stepped forward to console each of them. After all, they were brothers and sisters who had shared life-and-death experiences together.
As the second round of qualifying matches concluded, it was already past noon. The disciples sat down in place and began consuming medicinal meals to recover their stamina.
Even if it weren't for stamina recovery, it was time for a meal. Most disciples of the Five Element Sect consumed medicinal meals, which were allocated monthly based on a specific quota.
Of course, those with higher Qigong cultivation received significantly more medicinal meals than ordinary disciples.
To maintain appearances, Lu Chen also took out a jade bottle from his pocket, popped the cork, and poured out a few black pills about the size of a finger before placing them in his mouth and chewing.
This type of medicinal meal was new to him; it had a slightly bitter taste but also carried a hint of sweetness without any unpleasant aftertaste.
After chewing the pills into pieces and swallowing them, he felt warmth spreading through him as the heat radiated like sunlight throughout his body via his lungs and blood vessels.
Lu Chen sat down and used True Qi to accelerate the digestion of the heat emitted by the medicinal meal.
Moments later, Lu Chen opened his eyes and felt slightly uncomfortable. This medicinal meal was not particularly impressive; in his view, it was merely a step above ordinary grains. It still produced residue and minor toxins left in the body—beneficial but also fraught with many dangers.
It couldn't compare to Ye Nanzhai's Essence Sphere derived from Corpse Transformation; the two were fundamentally different. The former contained too many impurities while the latter was pure power.
Before long, everyone woke up from their meditation. The medicinal meal they had for lunch had been completely digested, transforming into True Qi that flowed through their limbs and bones, revitalizing them.
With the sound of a large bell ringing, the finals for the True Disciple selection began.
The sound of the bell was incredibly deep and resonated for several dozen miles. It had been rung during the last operation against bandits in the East Sea when the Five Element Sect summoned Inner Sect Disciples.
This bell was also a super artifact, renowned alongside Wang Jing and the Primordial Divine Furnace. It was called the Great Demon Bell and was only rung during grand events like this or in urgent situations.
As soon as the bell rang, everyone stood up, ready to begin the finals.
Wang Jing once again played its role, organizing the remaining over one hundred Inner Sect Disciples who passed the preliminary rounds and randomly matching them with opponents.
This time, Lu Chen's opponent was numbered one hundred thirty-one, on the twentieth Arena.
Under the gaze of Princess Zhulan and others, Lu Chen held his Wooden Plaque and walked towards the Arena in the center of the Martial Arts Arena.
Before long, Lu Chen arrived at the front of the twentieth Arena, where his opponent was already standing, waiting for him.
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