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In this competition, there were no restrictions on participation; as long as you were a new disciple of the Xuan Lei Sect, you could enter the Competition. The rules for the preliminary rounds were quite simple: if you won three matches in a row, you would successfully advance. If you failed to win three matches, you would be eliminated.
Such rules could not be considered anything but cruel. Even if you won two matches in a row, if you lost the third match, you would still be deemed a failure. However, these regulations allowed for the rapid identification of elite disciples, as for true elites, winning three matches in a row was not particularly difficult.
As Fang Yuan's words fell, the disciples standing on the Training Ground began to stir restlessly.
Zhou Hanbin's eyes sparkled with determination as he turned to nod slightly at the four individuals behind him. Immediately, four disciples from the Inner Sect stepped forward, each taking their place on an Arena.
"Who will come up to challenge?"
The same question echoed across the four Arenas. Despite the words, their gazes were directed toward the Outer Sect disciples. In every Inner Sect Competition, Inner Sect Disciples advanced by stepping over Outer Sect Disciples, and this time was no exception. After all, it was not advantageous for them to fight among their Inner Sect companions during the preliminary rounds.
"Wait a moment!"
Just as Zhao Ang was about to step forward, Sun Zhe pressed down on his shoulder and spoke. Regardless of their previous relationship, they were now in the same boat; working together was the best choice.
"Alright!" Hearing Sun Zhe's words, Zhao Ang was momentarily taken aback, but he was not foolish. In an instant, he understood Sun Zhe's reasoning. The opponents stepping up were not truly strong experts from the Inner Sect; it would be better to first observe their strengths and weaknesses. Thus, he readily agreed with Sun Zhe's suggestion.
"I'll take the lead and learn from our senior brother's skills!"
Zhao Ang's decision not to step up did not mean that others would refrain from doing so. Stimulated by the rich rewards, the Outer Sect Disciples had already forgotten their reservations and were eager to take action.
In a short while, competitors appeared on all four Arenas, and without exception, they were all Outer Sect Disciples challenging their opponents.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of explosive clashes echoed through the air. In just a short incense stick's worth of time, all four Outer Sect Disciples who had stepped up to challenge were defeated one after another.
"What useless trash!" Standing beneath the Arena, Zhao Ang couldn't help but curse loudly. As he spoke, he clenched his right fist and slammed it hard against the Void, venting his frustration.
"This cannot be blamed on them. Although those who went up are just ordinary Inner Sect Disciples, most of their cultivation has reached the level of Five-Star Thunder Users, while our Outer Sect disciples mostly linger around Four Stars, with only a few reaching Five Stars, but they lag behind in Martial Arts. The strength of both sides is simply not on the same level." Shen Yan clearly saw the situation in the arena and pointed out the key issue.
"No wonder every generation our Outer Sect ends up completely defeated; they are probably waiting for us to go up..." Sun Zhe said lightly, slightly furrowing his brows.
Upon hearing Sun Zhe's words, Zhao Ang and Shen Yan followed his gaze and found Zhou Hanbin and his companions smiling at them, their intentions obvious.
Strong against strong, weak against weak; this was exactly the plan of the Inner Sect. Although this plan was extremely simple and could be seen through by anyone with clear eyes, its effectiveness was very evident. The Outer Sect had no way to counter it at all, and such matters were not of any concern to the Sect's higher-ups. They only needed elites; as for the process, they were indifferent.
"Inner Sect... Promotion!"
...
A series of promotion announcements rang out from the referee's mouth. In the blink of an eye, four Inner Sect Disciples successfully advanced on four Arenas. Similarly, this also meant the defeat of twelve Outer Sect Disciples. The stark contrast between both sides was extremely clear, showcasing the strength of the Inner Sect.
"Heh heh, it seems that this competition will have no suspense at all. Although the Outer Sect is somewhat stronger than in previous years, the Inner Sect is not to be underestimated. The history of past competitions will likely repeat itself..." An elder from the Inner Sect watched the matches below and said with a smile.
The disciples recruited by the Inner Sect are all exceptionally talented, and their training conditions far surpass those of the Outer Sect. After more than a year of cultivation, the gap between both sides is not something that can be easily bridged; it is a substantial difference in strength.
"By the way, Elder Li, I heard that the Outer Sect recruited some good disciples last year. I believe one of them is your named disciple? Do you know where they are?" Fang Yuan suddenly turned to Elder Li and asked.
Suddenly hearing Fang Yuan's question, Elder Li was momentarily taken aback but quickly regained his composure.
"Those three standing in front of everyone are indeed them. Their Qualifications have all reached above eighty points, and their current strength has surpassed Six Stars. They would definitely be considered top-tier even in the Inner Sect." At this point, Elder Li felt a bit more confident; it wasn't that the Outer Sect lacked elites; it was just that their average disciples couldn't compete with those from the Inner Sect.
Upon hearing Elder Li's words, the two Inner Sect Elders looked at Sun Zhe and his companions with some surprise, while Fang Yuan followed Elder Li's gaze over to them, nodding with a smile on his face that revealed a hint of satisfaction as he said,
"Perhaps things are not as dull as they seem; maybe these few can temper the arrogance of those guys from the Inner Sect..."
"Master Sect Leader, among those three from the Outer Sect, the highest cultivation level is barely at Seven-Star Thunder Practitioner; the other two are only at Six Stars. Meanwhile, our three strongest disciples in the Inner Sect have already reached Seven Stars and could even push for Thunder Master after this competition. With such a vast difference in strength between both sides, how could it be possible..." The only woman among the four elders suddenly spoke up. Although her words were unfinished, her meaning was clear; she obviously did not believe Fang Yuan's words.
"Ha ha..."
With a faint smile, Fang Yuan's lips revealed a hint of amusement as he spoke,
"If Elder Lu does not believe it, you can see for yourself during the Competition later..."
On the viewing platform, although Fang Yuan and the others were chatting and laughing, the battles in the Arena were becoming increasingly intense. The failures of many Outer Sect Disciples did not discourage the remaining participants; instead, it ignited their defiance even more, as one by one they rushed toward the Arena without hesitation.
However, the outcome remained unchanged...
"This won't do... If we wait any longer, our Outer Sect's momentum will be completely exhausted. If that happens, we will truly have no hope of victory..."
Fixing his gaze on the Arena ahead, Zhao Ang's face no longer bore any trace of his usual carefree laughter. His eyes were filled with anxiety; if he lost this Inner Sect Competition, it would not only be a personal disgrace but also tarnish the illustrious reputation of the Zhao Family.
"The Inner Sect is indeed extraordinary..."
Sun Zhe and the others exchanged glances and nodded gently.
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