Chapter 98: The Sixth Great Comparison

  The judge declared Xiao Qiuyu's victory, and Xiao Qiuyu also returned to his own high platform. The two strongest disciples basically didn't even make a move before defeating their opponents. From this, it can be seen that these strong disciples have accumulated a lot of depth over the years, and have gained a lot of prestige among these disciples. Otherwise, the opponent wouldn't even have the courage to fight back.

  The two top-ranked players ended their fight in less than a stick of incense, while the battles below were still ongoing. Some of the fights on the arena were extremely intense. Chen Xuan's gaze was fixed on Fei Yan, the master sister of Ling Yu Feng, who was also unfathomable and seemed to have come prepared this year, aiming for third place. As soon as Fei Yan landed, the young man opposite her had a look of despair on his face, wanting to cry but having no tears. "Why am I so unlucky?" he lamented, recalling how he had been eliminated by Ling Yu Feng's master brother in the first round last year and now faced another formidable opponent.

  The flying swallow on the opposite side showed an icy expression, making her whole person look cold and frosty, an ice beauty. The flying swallow's skin was as clear as jade, emitting a cool aura, she should have been practicing some ice-type martial skills or techniques, which made her entire body emit a cool aura. Looking at the young man opposite her, "You make the first move," Flying Swallow's icy voice sounded.

  The young man opposite him heard this and was about to admit defeat, but it seemed he still had a chance to fight back. Whether he won or lost, he would benefit greatly from the experience. He drew out his weapon, a pair of judge's pens. "Sorry, sister," the young man said with a low growl, as the two pens flew in from either side, their tips slicing through the air like clouds and water, strong and powerful. The young man opposite him also transformed into a whirlwind, his two judge's pens attacking Flying Swallow from both sides, their piercing force stabbing at her from either side. If the pen tips managed to pierce her, her body would be left with two large holes. But Flying Swallow was no ordinary person - how could she possibly be so easily attacked by these two pens?

  Ice sealed the path, Flying Swallow let out a low growl and two ice cones appeared in her hand. The two ice cones met the Judge's Brush that was flying towards her, with a loud crash, the Judge's Brush was directly knocked back by Flying Swallow's ice cone and fell to the ground. Flying Swallow didn't even use her own spiritual instrument, Flowing Light Dart.

  The young man opposite picked up a pair of judge's pens from the ground with a red face, "Thank you, sister, for sparing my life, I admit defeat," and then the young man flew away. The swallow also returned to its own high platform. At present, there are still more people on the high platforms of some mountains that rank higher, while those at the back only have dozens of people left.

  The battles on the arenas below have also come to an end, some powerful disciples directly ended the fight with a single move, all four of Fourth Pavilion's disciples passed, and Sixteenth Peak's Big Brother advanced to the next round without any dispute. By the time the sky completely darkened, all the matches had come to an end.

  After a day of twelve rounds of competition, two thousand four hundred disciples were eliminated by half, and the remaining lowest strength was at the peak of spiritual martial arts, with very few in the middle of spiritual martial arts. It's estimated that tomorrow it will be difficult for those in the middle of spiritual martial arts to remain, and even those at the peak of spiritual martial arts may not go far, as there are still some half-step true martial artists above them.

  "Today's competition has come to an end, and tomorrow will continue. Those who have passed the test should come back here tomorrow to participate in the competition again. Don't be discouraged if you were eliminated, there is still a chance next year. I am very satisfied with today's competition, and this time our Danxuan Gate has once again produced a new batch of talented disciples. I believe that you will not disappoint us either. Tomorrow's battle will be even more intense, so I hope that you can summarize today's battles tonight and bring out your best strength tomorrow. Although there is only one champion, all of you are disciples of Danxuan Gate and have the qualifications to compete for the championship. Let's end it here for today," said the middle-aged man standing on the high platform.

  After finishing, the big figures on the high platform all stood up and flew away. With these people gone, the disciples below felt less pressure. These figures didn't even dare to breathe loudly here, afraid of saying something wrong. Now that they're all gone, loud cheers and laughter came from each high platform.

  "Chen Xuan, let's go back," Ye Yun walked over and patted Chen Xuan's shoulder.

  They set off, and all the remaining disciples of Lian Shan Peak rushed towards their own Lian Shan Peak. When they came, it was the peak master who brought them over, using less than a stick of incense time. After all, that was flying, fast speed. Now these disciples were relying on lightness skills, martial arts techniques to rush on the road, and the speed was much slower. However, in half an hour, they still returned to Lian Shan Peak. "Tomorrow, we will all gather here again," said Ye Yun, the eldest senior brother, to everyone.

  "Yes, Master," everyone replied;

  Everyone dispersed and rushed back to their own dens. Chen Xuan also returned to his den, waiting for the arrival of the next day.

  The Danxuan Gate has become quiet, all the disciples have entered a state of meditation, and even some magical beasts in the Misty Mountains have begun to rest. It's rare for them to come out at night, but on this dark night, a ghostly figure is darting through the Misty Mountains, carrying a person who appears to be unconscious. The figure is wearing black clothes that make it impossible to see their face. Could it be that someone is still trying to sneak into Danxuan Gate in the middle of the night? That's truly living a life without patience.

  The black-clad man was a thief from Jiang City who had snuck into the Dan Xuan Gate, using his thieving skills to secretly infiltrate and capture one of the disciples. The defense of the Dan Xuan Gate was indeed tight, and he didn't dare to venture further in, only managing to grab an outer disciple on the periphery. If he went any deeper, the old antiques' spiritual awareness would detect him. He hoped this disciple would know everything he wanted to know.

  After half an hour of rushing, the black-clad man had left the control range of Dan Xuan Gate and was already a thousand miles away. He threw the young man on his hand to the ground and patted him twice on the back. The young man on the ground slowly woke up, looked around, and said, "Where is this? I'm not in my own room practicing, how did I get here? Am I dreaming?"

  When the young man was bewildered, a black shadow appeared in the void. The young man on the ground immediately stood up from the ground. "Who are you? Are you the one who brought me out of Danxuan Gate? Do you know what the consequences of offending Danxuan Gate are?" the young man asked angrily.

  "I certainly know what the consequences of offending Dan Xuan Men are, but you may not be able to see it. Honestly answer my few questions and I will give you a quick death; otherwise, I will make you regret coming into this world," said the man in black.

  "You dare to kill the disciples of Danxuan Gate, when the time comes for Danxuan Gate to investigate, you will be found even if you escape to the ends of the earth. You'd better let me go back, and I won't tell anyone about today's matter," said the young man.

  "I don't care if I die, since I dared to capture you, why should I be afraid of Dan Xuan Men's revenge? If I don't make you suffer a bit, you won't behave. Steal the Heavenly Claw," The black shadow's single hand transformed into a claw and reached out towards the young man in front of him. The young man had no ability to resist at all, and a shrill cry escaped from his mouth; "You will not die well, how dare you attack a disciple of Dan Xuan Men? Even if I die, you can't expect to get any information from me," the young man twisted in agony.

  "Is your mouth hard or are my claws hard?" The black-clad man's claws grasped the young man's arms again, and the sweat on the young man's face flowed down like rain as he spoke. "Speak out and you won't have to suffer this," the black-clad man threatened.

  "If I tell you, will you spare my life? Probably not, you'll just kill me immediately to silence me. Who are you anyway? What do you want to know about the Danxuan Gate? I have no grudge against you, let me go and I'll tell you what I know," the young man began to say;

  "Letting you go is impossible. If you speak up, I'll give you a quick death; otherwise, I'll let you taste the pain of dislocating your bones," said the man in black.

  "You killed me, I won't tell you a single word", the young man looked like he was having a hard time getting out today.

  "Since you want to die, I won't be polite," the black-clad man's two claws reached out towards the young man's body, a mournful and shrill cry echoed far away. "Kill me," the young man managed to spit out a few words with difficulty;

  "If you want to die, then answer my question," the man in black continued;

  "Go ahead and ask", the young man might also have had enough of the torture and wanted a quick end.

  The man in black took out a portrait and asked, "Do you know what this person's name is?"

  "This young man is Chen Xuan, who joined Danxuan Gate two months ago and may be participating in the Grand Comparison now," said the young man with a sad face.

  "Do you know where he has been recently?" the man in black asked.

  "I don't know what's going on, but since I returned from the Tianmo Battlefield last month, I've been cultivating in the Xuanyuan Tower for a month. It seems like I also went down the mountain once, but I'm not very clear about where I specifically went. As an outer disciple, that's all I know," said the young man.

  "Do you know what his current strength is?" the man in black continued to ask;

  "It seems to be the mid-term of Lingwu, but generally, even a half-step Zhenwu is not his opponent. That's all I know, and I've told you everything. Just spare my life," the young man begged;

  The man in black fell silent for a moment. If Chen Xuan could really defeat Half-Step True Martial, it would be impossible to kill the Second Young Master. It seemed that killing the Second Young Master was someone else's doing. However, I won't let Chen Xuan off either. After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers and broke the young man's neck. The young man's eyes were wide open, filled with hatred, and even in death, they didn't close.