C90 Lord of Windward City (2/2)

When Lord of Windward City's voice fell, it exploded beside everyone present's ears. Even though his voice wasn't loud, it strangely spread to every corner of the square.

All of the cultivators and spectators were shocked by the mayor's power. Their eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Three bell chimes rang out in the air. These were the bell chimes for the competition. With one chime, it meant the start of the competition.

The rules of the competition were simple, it was to beat everyone, and in the end the three who were able to stand, were the victors, only then would they have the chance to participate in the firewood competition.

Ye Tian was not eye-catching amongst this large group of people, his realm was at the bottom level among the participants, no, if we were to divide it based on the number of participants, his realm would be at the bottom.

This was because after three tolls, the weaker cultivators all left the battlefield and became spectators. They were well aware that the Scouting Tribe was not some small tribe, and they didn't have five or six thousand experts. There were at least one or two thousand, but only the experts among them had the chance to win. If he rashly entered the battlefield, he would only end up getting beaten up. Although killing was not allowed, he could get hurt easily.

Originally, thousands of cultivators on the huge training field were preparing to join the battle, but in reality, they were only putting on an act and leaving with their tails between their legs as the bell rang.

In this vast martial arts arena, there were only a few hundred cultivators left. The weakest among these cultivators was their Ninth Sky of the Rotary Sea Realm, the strongest had reached the Soul Realm Ninth Heaven, or even half a step into the Dao entry level realm.

Of course, it was usually impossible for cultivators with Roulette to have a chance. They did not do it for the sake of obtaining victory, they only wanted to exchange blows with experts.

But Ye Tian was different, his goal was to get one of the spots and successfully obtain the inheritance.

The crowd of cultivators could not even imagine what Ye Tian was thinking, they would not even think about it.

Immediately, a cultivator of the first sky of Soul Realm found Ye Tian.

”Kid, I advise you to admit defeat. I will not show mercy when I attack. Although killing is not allowed in the tribe, it is still okay to teach people a lesson and let them remember it well.” He looked to be about forty years old, with a rough appearance, but at the moment, he was facing Ye Tian.

Ye Tian smiled slightly and said: ”My hands are itchy and I wanted to find someone to practice with. I never thought that you would be the first to present yourself to me, then I will reject you.”

”You're looking for a beating!” ”His eloquence is so great, I wonder if his strength is really that great.” The middle-aged man said angrily.

Although his realm was one small stage higher than Ye Tian's, he was very confident in the strength of his own body. His physical body's strength had already reached the fifth stage of the Soul Realm, a full four small levels higher than his own, and with his astonishing physical body's strength, he would usually be able to easily defeat opponents of the same realm.

In his eyes, Ye Tian was merely a talented little fellow whose cultivation speed could be considered to be not bad. But now, looking at Ye Tian's skinny body, his eyes were filled with thick disdain.