Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 435 The True Dragon Clan Grand Competition

The young members of the True Dragon Clan behind the elders had also overheard the conversation between the elders.

One of the dragon-human youths, dressed in a blue robe, suddenly turned to look at his burly companion beside him and chuckled:

“Long Yuan, it seems that the elders favor that human cultivator named Nie Zhaonan in this competition? The elders’ vision is naturally much better than ours. I’m afraid you have little chance of winning first place this time.”

Barefoot, Long Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He glanced indifferently at the smiling Long Yu, snorted coldly, and said:
"The top three rewards are all Guangling Dao Fruits, so there is no difference. What difference does it make whether you win first place or not?"

His goal was never to be number one, but to obtain the inheritance of the Nine Revolutions True Dragon Technique, but that was extremely difficult.

It was so difficult that he had no hope left.

"I was just saying, Long Yuan. How come you don't have any objections? You haven't even seen the person yet, and you're already admitting defeat?" The young dragon-human in the green robe raised an eyebrow, looking quite surprised.

"Long Yu, everyone knows you want to become Elder Yue Li's disciple. Even if you're jealous of Nie Zhaonan, you don't need to sow discord here. Do you think I'd fall for that so easily? With your character, it would be truly strange if Elder Yue Li even took a liking to you." Long Yuan's expression was indifferent, his tone revealing no trace of joy or anger.

"Sowing discord?" Long Yu said dismissively. "He's just a human cultivator. I can handle him myself."

He didn't know why Elder Yue Li would accept a human cultivator as a disciple; he only knew that he had defeated Nie Zhaonan to prove that he was also qualified to become Elder Yue Li's disciple.

Without even looking, Long Yuan knew what Long Yu was thinking, and he sneered inwardly.

“A person who even Elder Jinlong pays attention to is no ordinary person. After all, even with my current strength, I am undoubtedly the number one among the Nascent Soul stage clan members, yet Elder Jinlong only regards me as an ordinary junior in the clan.”

"Oh... wait! It seems to be Elder Yue Li!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Upon hearing this, all the dragon-human youths nearby fell silent, their conversations ceasing as they looked up to see a huge, ice-blue object gradually approaching from the west.

"What is this?" Elder Fu's expression shifted, as if he knew what it was.

The other elders also showed slight changes in expression, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

"Such powerful law force! Elder Yue Li has only recently advanced to the Integration stage, yet she can control the law force to such a refined degree." The burly middle-aged man couldn't help but murmur to himself.

As they got closer, the other cultivators with lower cultivation levels finally saw clearly that it was actually a giant, blooming ice-blue flower.

The flower has six petals, each one lifelike and seemingly real, yet it is unusually large.

At the center of the giant flower, there were four figures: three women and one man.

However, most of the eyes of those present, whether elders or younger generations, were fixed on the slender figure at the front.

The speed of the giant ice-blue flower was truly astonishing; in just a few flashes, it arrived above the group in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the giant flower flashed with blue light, then with a 'bang' it disintegrated into specks of light that scattered in all directions until they disappeared.

At this moment, Yue Li led Nie Zhaonan and the other two down the mountain.

"Fairy Yue Li, congratulations! You are now an elder." Elder Fu's eyes lit up as he rushed forward to greet Yue Li, who was at the head of the group.

Yue Li nodded calmly, "Elder Fu, you're too kind."

Her voice was soft and her beauty unparalleled, captivating all the male elders who watched her, their eyes flashing with amazement.

Those cultivators with lower cultivation levels were even more impolite, revealing a hint of infatuation.

After greeting all the elders and exchanging a few words, Yue Li gracefully moved and sat down next to Elder Yuan.

Bingfeng and Jinling stood respectfully to his left and right.

Nie Zhaonan then walked towards the group of young dragon people who were waiting for the competition to begin.

Upon seeing this, Nie Zhaonan was slightly surprised. There were more than ninety young people of the Dragon Human Clan in total. The lowest level of cultivation was the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and there were quite a few with the peak of the Nascent Soul realm.

However, as his gaze swept across the area, he noticed a number of young dragon-humans with slightly lower cultivation levels gathered around the plaza, and Nie Zhaonan instantly understood.

Some young dragon-humans who considered themselves lacking in cultivation and strength were well aware of their own limitations and had no intention of participating in the competition; they simply remained bystanders.

Suddenly, Nie Zhaonan noticed a rather unfriendly gaze fixed on him. Looking back, he saw a young man in a green robe, one of the two people standing at the very front of the group.

It was obvious that this was probably because of his beautiful master. Nie Zhaonan smiled bitterly, but his gaze was unusually calm, without the slightest hint of fear.

"You've got some guts. I thought Fellow Daoist Nie was going to stand at the very back of the line!" Seeing Nie Zhaonan stop beside Long Yuan, Long Yu, dressed in a green robe, sneered.

“As my master’s disciple, I naturally cannot disgrace my sect. Besides, with my strength, there is no problem for me to stand here. What is your name, fellow Daoist?” Nie Zhaonan was not angry, but simply raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Long Yu." The green-robed Long Yu gritted his teeth and spat out these two words.

Seeing Long Yu's humiliation, Long Yuan, who was in the middle of the three, suddenly smiled and said, "I am Long Yuan. Fellow Daoist Nie has long heard of your reputation. Meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed extraordinary, much better than Long Yu. By the way, Long Yu also wants to become Elder Yue Li's disciple."

"Fellow Daoist Longyuan, don't you want to be my master's disciple?" Nie Zhaonan asked calmly.

"Of course I would like to. Which Nascent Soul or Void Refinement cultivator in my clan wouldn't want to become Elder Yue Li's disciple? It's just that, like most people, I don't think I can catch Elder Yue Li's eye." Long Yuan paused, then replied without hiding anything.

Nie Zhaonan looked somewhat surprised and nodded. He could tell that Long Yuan was telling the truth and was not lying.

After a while, as three bells rang, Cangming, the resident elder of the Dharma Hall, stepped forward, looked around, and slowly announced in a calm tone:

"This year's clan competition, like previous years, consists of only two events."

"The rules are as follows: all cultivators participating in the competition will enter the barrier light screen in the square together, and then the barrier light screen will gradually shrink over time."

"If a player is aware that they are no match for the enemy and withdraws voluntarily, or is forcibly knocked out of the area covered by the light barrier, they will be automatically eliminated."

"The three people who remain in the light screen at the end are the top three in this competition, and the one occupying the most central position is naturally the winner of the competition."

As Cangming's voice faded, a huge transparent light screen quietly rose in the square. More than ninety cultivators participating in the competition flew out with a burst of spiritual light and disappeared into it without any hindrance.

Clearly, this transparent barrier is different from the previous protective barriers that prevented outsiders from interfering in the competition; it's simply a condition for elimination.

Nie Zhaonan glanced around. The plaza was enormous, and despite the large number of Nascent Soul cultivators, it didn't feel crowded at all. However, he knew clearly that this was only the beginning. Upon seeing the situation, the surrounding cultivators stirred with commotion and whispers.

"I'm not mistaken, am I? It seems that Long Yu has set his sights on that human cultivator."

"Long Yu's strength is second only to Long Yuan, making him the undisputed second best in this competition."

"That human cultivator, as Elder Yue Li's disciple, is also quite strong and has a chance to be among the top three."

"It seems that one person is destined to be eliminated and will not be able to obtain the Guangling Dao Fruit!"

Long Yu, dressed in a green robe, looked at Nie Zhaonan with ill intent, his eyes filled with hostility.

Nie Zhaonan naturally noticed this undisguised gaze and looked back as well, but his eyes remained calm, without the slightest hint of anything amiss.

"The match begins!" Cangming finally announced in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this voice, Long Yu shrugged without hesitation and instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke, disappearing without a trace, which was extremely strange.

"Hidden Wind Technique!" a cultivator couldn't help but exclaim, his voice filled with shock.

The Concealing Wind Technique is a truly great supernatural power. Not only can it conceal one's form with the wind, but it can also hide one's aura completely, leaving no trace for others to detect. This supernatural power is impossible to defend against and is far superior to ordinary methods like the Flying Escape Technique.

Nie Zhaonan's expression changed slightly. He subconsciously released his powerful divine sense, sweeping it in all directions. The air vibrated, but that was all; he found nothing.

"Truly impressive!" Nie Zhaonan exclaimed in surprise, his brows furrowing as his eyes suddenly flashed with a bright blue light as he scanned the area intently.

Finally, a wisp of green wind, about an inch long, was spotted on the side. Even with the Mingqing Spiritual Eye's supernatural power pushed to its limit, the green wind remained barely visible.

"You've got some skills." Long Yu's voice betrayed a hint of surprise that his whereabouts had been discovered.

Immediately following was a loud whooshing sound, as countless wind blades, seemingly tangible, shot out and enveloped Nie Zhaonan.

However, just as he skillfully unleashed his wind blades and prepared to use the wind to change positions again, everything suddenly went black.

Long Yu felt as if he had fallen into a boundless darkness, without any light, and the sounds of fighting that had been coming from his ears also disappeared.

"Inner demon!"

The thought popped into his mind without him even thinking, and he immediately felt a pang of panic.

"No, although I am jealous of Nie Zhaonan becoming Elder Yue Li's disciple, it is far from enough to cause me to develop inner demons. Even if there were inner demons, they should appear when breaking through the bottleneck of my cultivation, not at this time!"

"It's an illusion!"

In a flash, Long Yu reacted instantly, quickly calming his mind and focusing his consciousness into his brain.

In a flash, he was finally able to see the scene before him clearly again.

His eyes were met with two golden fists, radiating a five-colored halo. Before they even reached him, a powerful force pressed down on him, making it difficult for him to move.

"Ah!" Long Yu was shocked, his face turning deathly pale. The immense force transmitted from that fist was no less than that of Long Yuan.

You should know that Long Yuan is an earth-attribute true dragon, who is most skilled in defense and strength!

However, as expected of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, he was exceptionally experienced in combat. Without hesitation, he abandoned his defensive stance and let out a long roar. Under the intense blue light, he revealed his enormous true dragon body.

With two muffled thuds, the golden fist slammed heavily onto the blue scales, denting them. The dragon's body flew backward like a broken sack, utterly powerless to resist.

"Is that all the strength you have?" Long Yu sneered inwardly, but thanks to his immediate revelation of his true form and the powerful defense of the True Dragon Scales, he did not suffer any substantial damage.

However, being forced into such a sorry state, he was also burning with anger!

In his extreme shock and anger, he tried to steady himself and deliver a devastating blow to his opponent, but a faint rumble of thunder came, and then, one after another, golden fists, as if cast from refined iron, slammed into his forehead relentlessly.

Instantly, immense forces, like ocean tides, relentlessly surged forth.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Long Yu roared, his magical power repeatedly shattered by the immense force, and his massive dragon body was uncontrollably thrown backward.

In the end, this top-three powerhouse in the competition was gradually knocked out of the light barrier by Nie Zhaonan's relentless attacks.

There was an uproar outside the light shield, and many people were stunned.

Even Cangming, acting as the referee, wore a strange expression, giving a deep look at the figure radiating gold and five-colored light before loudly announcing:

"Long Yu, eliminated!"

With an unchanged expression, Nie Zhaonan glanced at Long Yu, whose eyes were filled with despair, before calmly walking towards the center of the light screen.

His goal was obvious: to take first place in the competition.

Wherever he went, the young dragons who were fighting each other would spare some of their attention to his position and avoid him without making a sound.

Strangely enough, although the rules of the competition did not explicitly state that multiple cultivators could not gang up on one person, no one in the arena had such an intention. It was all a fair one-on-one battle to determine the winner.

Thinking of this, Nie Zhaonan chuckled to himself. Not to mention being surrounded by a group of cultivators, each member of the True Dragon Clan was extremely powerful. Even three or five of them would be a challenge for him.

Although the True Dragon Clan Tournament appears to be a free-for-all, in reality, it is not much different from a one-on-one contest.

As time passed, the transparent light screen gradually shrank, and at the same time, more and more cultivators were eliminated.

Nie Zhaonan also made his move one after another, forcing the two True Dragon Clan youths out of the light barrier before finally arriving at the center.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, if I'm not mistaken, the divine sense technique you used earlier was the Lieyuan Technique, wasn't it?"

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