Chapter 262: Empty Alleys (1/2)
Chapter 262: Empty Alleys
Translator: celefoata_Editor: RegiusProfessor
”Purple Lighting Azure Frost!”
On Platform No. 1, Tian Yu gave a low cry, and his opponent was defeated.
The third round, the announcement of No. 1 winning was finally the first to sound out. Except, there was already nobody paying heed to such things.
Even Tian Yu himself was not in the mood to listen to this voice. He walked down the platform directly and headed towards the platform where Ye Yuan and Zhang Jing were facing off.
”Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens!”
On Platform No. 2, Tang Yu-er similarly cried out, the red silk in her hands bounded up her foe in a peculiar manner, beating him down easily.
The same thing happened to many disciples ranked in the top 10. They all wanted to rush to watch the platform that No. 52 was at. Just what kind of god was this mysterious No. 52?!
. . . . . .
At this very moment, the competition for elite disciples also reached the white-hot stage!
The number of elite disciples was forever fixed like core disciples. Except, there were only 20 elite disciples at all times!
These 20 people could be said to be the future hope of the sect!
The competition for elite disciples was different from core disciples. Every grand competition, they all fought in revolving battles!
20 people, that was also to say that each person had to experience 19 revolving battles!
Whoever won the most matches at the end would be rank one. And the people in the bottom three rankings had to undergo a final match with the top three core disciples to determine who stays and who leaves.
On Platform No. 3, a youth dressed in martial outfit unleashed a flurry of fist silhouettes, beating his opponent until he could only ward off the blows and without the slightest strength to retaliate!
Only to see him withdraw his fist momentum and give a low cry, ”Boundless Tyrant Fist!”
Only to hear a boom, his opponent was sent flying out of the platform.
”Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu, your fist art is really becoming more and more powerful! It's simply flawless!” the youth who was defeated grumbled.
When he was on the platform earlier, that Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu was incomparably tyrannical with an aura that disdained all life.
But currently, Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu was meek like the boy-next-door.
The before and after was huge. It was hard for others to believe that they were the same person.
This Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu was called Ti Wujiu, the well-deserved leader of the elite disciples!
This person was normally very easy to get along with. He did not put on any airs of a senior. Disciples who did not know him simply could not imagine that he was the leader of the elite disciples.
But once the battle began, it was like Ti Wujiu was possessed by the god of war, going berserk on his opponent until they could not catch their breath.
From the start of the grand competition until now, more than half of the matches for the elite disciples had passed. Ti Wujiu was number one in terms of battle results with complete victories.
In reality, this was like a common occurrence to him.
The one who fought with him just now was called Cheng Wu. His strength was somewhat lacking among the elite disciples. Now that he lost battles repeatedly today, barring no accidents, he should be one of the bottom three placings.
Seeing Cheng Wu grumbled, Ti Wujiu smiled warmly and said, ”How can there be a flawless fist art? It's just that you didn't find them. If it was Senior Apprentice Brother Mo or Senior Apprentice Brother Xin, this fist art of mine would be full of flaws.”
The corner of Cheng Wu's mouth twitched slightly as he said, ”They are both personal disciples who entered the sect much earlier than Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu. In future, Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu's accomplishments will surely not be beneath theirs! Furthermore, Senior Apprentice Brother Wujiu tread up the Dao of using fist arts. To have such accomplishments is truly hard to come by!”
Mo Yuntian, Xin Lie, these people were accepted as personal disciples by the hall head. Although they were still disciples in title, they actually did not need to participate in the competition between disciples anymore.