Chapter 18

The participating disciples appeared one after another, but it was destined that the last half of them would not have the qualifications to participate in the second round.

But they didn't have anything to be dispirited about. If the first round was so slow, then the second round was even less of an extravagant hope. After all, only the top ten would be rewarded.

The success rate of this round was still above 44%. Those who were unlucky enough to die or be seriously injured were all trying to bluff their way through.

There were close to a thousand people participating in the exam. Half of them were left behind, but there were still four hundred people. Zi Chen was one of these four hundred people. He was very unremarkable, and Miao Kong was even more unremarkable.

The two unremarkable people set off the eye-catching Lin Xue.

"Good, very good."

In this square, there was also a platform. The First Elder stood in the middle of the platform and looked down at the several hundred people below with a satisfied smile on his face.

The other Elders stood on both sides, each with a chair behind them. Even if the First Elder didn't sit, they still stood.

"You have all passed the first round of the exam. From now on, you are the inner disciples of the Nimbus Martial Ancestor. You will enjoy the treatment of an inner disciple."

Following the First Elder's words, cheers came from the crowd.

The treatment of an inner disciple was much better than that of an outer disciple. Just receiving a True Qi Pill for free every year was enough to make an outer disciple envious.

In addition, they could also earn contribution points to exchange for True Qi Pills.

These were the privileges of an inner disciple. A five hundred year old Snow Ginseng, if exchanged for contribution points by an inner disciple, could be exchanged for at least ten True Qi Pills. But if it was Zi Chen, he could only exchange for five True Qi Pills.

Because Zi Chen had privately exchanged with an inner disciple.

After the cheers, it was time for the main event. In the competition, the top ten would all receive generous rewards. In addition, the other core disciple would also be selected from these ten.

Everyone who had the qualifications to participate was rubbing their fists, their battle intent surging.

"Next is the time for the competition. It is also the time for you to see your strength. We old fellows will hold a fair and just battle to test your potential. From there, we will choose the one with the most potential."

As the First Elder spoke, below him was a group of fanatical inner disciples.

In the distance, there was a group of elders who were counting the names and preparing to arrange the competition.

The division work lasted for an hour. The Great Elder also passionately gave a speech for an hour on the high platform, causing the blood of the people below to boil.

"Alright, the battle will begin now. Those who hear your name, please step forward."

The speech finally came to an end after these words. He sat down, and the other elders beside him also sat down.

"Ke Xue!" Someone nearby shouted out a name.

"Here!"

Ke Xue stared blankly for a moment before shouting out loud. He didn't expect that the first name in the first round would be him.

"Wu Ling."

"Here!"

Another green-robed disciple stepped forward.

"Ke Xuezhan, Wu Ling."

"Wang Meng versus Yi Hongsheng."

"Wu Shengzhan, Wang Huachu."

"Miaokong versus Liu Guandou."

"Tongxuan battle Xue Lin."

"Zi Chen vs Guan Yun."

As the names were called out one by one, the battles were carried out one after another. However, the first round of battles was not very exciting. Many of the outer sect disciples were interested in the battles, but the inner sect disciples were not interested in them.

Their eyes were fixed on the few people in the arena.

They were Wang Meng, who was the first to arrive, and Wu Sheng, who was the second to arrive.

"Wang Xiong, that kid is your younger brother, right? Not bad, he's at True Qi Stage Six. There's hope for him to get first place." A white-robed inner disciple said to Wang Xiong.

"Of course." Wang Xiong seemed very confident.

"Alright, if your younger brother gets into the core, you'll be rich too. Don't forget about us when the time comes." Another inner disciple said.

"Don't worry." Wang Xiong seemed very proud.

In this batch of disciples, there were only a few who could fight. Among them, Wang Meng's performance was the most outstanding. If there were no accidents, Wang Meng would definitely get first place and become a core disciple.

At this time, some inner disciples saw the signs and came to Wang Xiong to express their goodwill.

"Don't worry, we're all brothers."

Wang Xiong smiled proudly. In the past, it was Wang Meng who relied on him. Today, he finally got to rely on Wang Meng. However, he wasn't jealous. Instead, he was very happy. However, when his eyes fell on Zi Chen, he snorted.

"Hmph, it's him."

"What's wrong, brother?"

Wang Xiong's face turned cold. Naturally, it attracted the attention of many inner disciples. Following Wang Xiong's gaze, they saw Zi Chen.

"Isn't that kid following Lin Xue?

Do you know him? "Someone asked.

"There's some conflict between us." Wang Xiong said coldly.

"Conflict? Don't worry, as long as he gets into the inner sect, I guarantee that he won't live for more than three days." One of the inner disciples said coldly.

"What's his name?"

"Zi Chen."

At this time, Zi Chen had already arrived at the arena. Standing in front of him was Guan Yun, a rough-looking youth.

"With your small body, you should surrender early. I don't want to kill you with one punch." Guan Yun said loudly when he saw the skinny Zi Chen.

"Cut the crap, let's fight." Zi Chen said indifferently.

"Haha, then you can wait to be sent flying."

Guan Yun laughed. With a tap of his foot, Flowing Cloud Steps appeared. At the same time, he waved his steel-like fists and punched towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen tapped his foot and quickly retreated.

There were many battles in the square, but only a few attracted attention. Zi Chen was one of them. Other than Wang Xiong and the rest, Su Mengyao and Chen Feng were also looking at him from afar.

"This kid is too ordinary. Why is he with Xue Er? I heard that you went to the outer sect for this kid?" Chen Feng looked at Zi Chen, who was dodging, and said indifferently.

"You're monitoring me?" Su Mengyao said unhappily.

"Junior Sister, you're famous in Nimbus Martial Ancestor. You'll attract attention wherever you go. Why would I need to monitor you?

Besides, you'll be Nimbus Martial Ancestor in the future. I know everything. "Chen Feng smiled faintly. His smile was like a spring breeze.

"But this kid is not a good match for Xue Er. He's just a pile of cow dung. He's worse than a toad. How can he be a match for Xue Er?" Chen Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Don't mess around. This is Xue Er's choice. Besides, what does this have to do with you?"

Su Mengyao's voice was calm, but her frowning eyebrows betrayed her. Obviously, she was confused as to why Xue Er would choose such an ordinary kid.

Ordinary looks and ordinary strength.

From the start of the battle, Zi Chen had been dodging. He would occasionally attack, but he was always pushed back by Guan Yun.

The first round of battle was coming to an end.

Wang Meng was the first to win, pushing back his opponent with one move. Wu Sheng was the second, also pushing back his opponent with one move.

Miao Kong's Flowing Cloud Steps had already comprehended the true meaning. After dodging an attack, he took advantage of his opponent's weakness to attack and win.

Then it was Xue Er's turn. Ke Xue also won.

When the battle was coming to an end, Zi Chen hurriedly stepped aside and punched out, winning by luck.

"Damn it. What kind of world is this? He's really lucky." Guan Yun cursed. He had been taking the initiative all along, but he suddenly lost in one move.

"You dare to step on my head with just this little bit of strength. Zi Chen, you better pray that you don't meet me. Otherwise, I will beat you into a pig's head." Ke Xue softly said as he walked past Zi Chen.

"Be careful. If you meet me, I'll accidentally kill you." Wang Meng sneered as he walked past Zi Chen.

Although killing was not allowed in the battle, accidents could happen. Occasionally, cultivators would be killed.

"Good luck."

"Zi Chen, good luck."

Miao Kong and Lin Xue also walked over.

The first round of battle was over. In the blink of an eye, half of the four hundred people were left. After a while, another battle began.

It was still an elimination system. One round determined the winner.

"Peng!"

Wang Meng sent the green-robed disciple flying with one palm.

Sixth stage True Qi Stage and a second-rate battle skill, he won completely.

"Boom!"

Wu Sheng also sent another person flying.

In this assessment, the two of them were the most eye-catching existences. If there were no accidents, the first place should be between the two of them.

However, judging from the current situation, the first place was very likely to be Wang Meng. Wang Meng was at the sixth stage True Qi Stage, while Wu Sheng was at the fifth stage True Qi Stage. Of course, there was the possibility that Wu Sheng was hiding his strength.

Along the way, he was very calm. When he looked at Wang Meng's provocative face, he was also abnormally calm.

Miao Kong still used his footwork to win easily. Lin Xue did the same. She had a second-rate battle skill, Thousand Illusory Palms. Her attacks were both real and fake, making people unable to distinguish between real and fake.

After a battle, Zi Chen still won with a slight advantage.

Now was not the time to reveal his strength.

The third round of battles began. This time, there were still more than a hundred people left.

The strong side was still strong. Zi Chen was still walking on the path of luck.

"Shhh!"

After Zi Chen won the third round by luck again, the crowd started to boo. In their opinion, Zi Chen's strength was really ordinary. Every time he won, it was because his opponent was careless and gave him an opportunity.

The boos from the crowd became louder and louder.

This time, the competition was also carried out amidst the boos of the crowd until only twenty people were left.

Night fell, and the sky was already dark.

"Today's battles will end here. We will continue tomorrow." The head elder stood up from the high platform and announced the end of today's battles.

Some of the outer disciples left dejectedly. As for Zi Chen and the others who had passed the assessment, from today onwards, they would become inner disciples and enjoy the treatment of inner disciples.

"Very unusual."

Su Mengyao also left, but she remembered Zi Chen. He could be lucky once, but he could not be lucky every time. She was at the peak of True Qi Stage Eight, and her eyesight was extraordinary. Naturally, she could see that Zi Chen was not ordinary.

Other than Su Mengyao, many of the inner disciples could see that Zi Chen was not ordinary.

Only many of the outer disciples could not see the knack of it and kept on booing.

Although Zi Chen was not ordinary, no one cared about him. Because today, there were two people who were too outstanding. One was Wang Meng, and the other was Wu Sheng.

Everyone knew that Wang Meng was Wang Xiong's younger brother. It was reasonable for him to have a second-rate battle skill. However, Wu Sheng was a stranger. No one knew where he came from, but he knew second-rate battle skills and even knew second-rate footwork.

During the day of the battle, Zi Chen and the others' accommodations had already been arranged.

In the room, there were a few sets of clothes and a white jade token. On one side of the token was written Nimbus Martial Ancestor, and on the other side was written Zi Chen's name.