Douluo Continent: Heavenly Mystery System

Chapter 21 Sect Newcomer Competition (Part 1)

After entering the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the two went directly to Hall Master Lei Yue, fortunately, Hall Master Lei Yue was not out.

"Master Qi, Ye Xiaofeng requests an audience, saying he has something to discuss with you," a maid said as she entered.

"Let him in." Lei Yue was sitting at the table, busy handling the sect's affairs. When he heard that Ye Xiaofeng wanted to see him, he agreed to meet him.

"Master, it's been a long time!" Ye Xiaofeng led Manager Li to meet Lei Yue.

"Kid, where have you been lately? I haven't seen you anywhere." Master Lei knew that Sword Douluo had also asked him to keep an eye on Ye Xiaofeng, but this kid was always away from the sect lately.

"Well, seeing how hard the sect leader works day and night on sect affairs, I specially invited Manager Li to come and serve you for a few days," Ye Xiaofeng said, making up a bunch of nonsense.

"Ye Xiaofeng, how dare you! You brought an outsider into the sect without my special permission!" Hall Master Lei slammed his hand on the table in anger.

"Master, I'm innocent! I was just thinking of you. Heaven and earth can bear witness to my sincerity!" Ye Xiaofeng lied without batting an eye.

"Guards, expel Ye Xiaofeng from the sect," Hall Master Lei said coldly.

"Wait, Master, since you don't like it, I'll send Manager Li back right away," Ye Xiaofeng quickly changed the subject.

In the second round, Ye Xiaofeng drew number 51 and received a bye again. Wang Hao, who had a grudge against Ye Xiaofeng before, was furious and received a bye regardless of his fate, while Ye Xiaofeng received a bye in both rounds.

"Master, I'm not convinced! Why did Ye Xiaofeng get a bye twice?" Wang Hao said indignantly.

"Yeah, why?" The crowd began to murmur, especially the losers.

"Are you suspecting me of favoritism and corruption?" Hall Master Lei slapped Wang Hao across the face, and the others immediately shut up.

"This disciple wouldn't dare!" Even if Wang Hao had a thousand times the courage, he wouldn't dare to go against the hall master.

"Your luck isn't as good as others', so you can't blame anyone else. If you're not satisfied, just use your strength to defeat him, and that will solve the problem," said Hall Master Lei angrily. He never expected to find a mere brat to doubt him.

In the third round, Ye Xiaofeng drew number 13 and Wang Hao drew number 26, as if everything was arranged.

"Next match: Wang Hao vs. Ye Xiaofeng"

"What, no luck?" Wang Hao walked onto the stage and said coldly, determined to avenge his previous defeat in this match.

"Dealing with you is no different from giving you a bye, don't think too highly of yourself." Hearing Wang Hao's words, Ye Xiaofeng naturally wouldn't admit defeat verbally.

"Do you think I'll be as careless as before?" Wang Hao was now eager to kill Ye Xiaofeng.

"Even when you get serious, you might not be able to stir up much trouble." Ye Xiaofeng disliked this kind of guy the most.

"Are you two going to fight or not? If you don't fight, I will consider you two to have automatically forfeited the competition." The people below the stage were all expecting the two to duel, but they didn't expect the two to start arguing on the stage. In the end, even Hall Master Lei couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hehe, this is better than the second soul skill, Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies." Ye Xiaofeng smiled innocently at Hall Master Lei, then turned around and his aura instantly changed as he launched an attack.

"Second Soul Skill - Vajra Body Protection!" Wang Hao hurriedly tried to block Ye Xiaofeng's attack, but Ye Xiaofeng easily broke through Wang Hao's protection.

"How is that possible? Ye Xiaofeng broke through Wang Hao's protective barrier with a single sword strike!" The people below began to discuss among themselves again.

"Seven Kills truly lives up to its reputation as the number one offensive martial soul in the world." Hall Master Lei nodded slightly in satisfaction. He had wanted to take him as his disciple many times, but the boy was determined to become Chen Xin's disciple.

"Is that all? Then bring out your strongest fighting power and fight me!" Ye Xiaofeng looked at Wang Hao with disdain.

"Kid, don't get too cocky. Fourth Soul Skill - Mighty Vajra Palm!" Wang Hao looked at Ye Xiaofeng as if he were an enemy, and the more he looked at him, the angrier he became.

"First Soul Skill - Azure Lotus Protection" Ye Xiaofeng was as arrogant as others thought. How could he possibly fight against someone else's fourth soul skill with his first soul skill? Was he courting death?

But who would have known that Ye Xiaofeng had the right to be arrogant? His first soul skill was originally a thousand-year-old soul ring, but in the simulated state it was a hundred-year-old yellow soul ring.

Just as Wang Hao's Mighty Vajra Palm clashed with Ye Xiaofeng's Azure Lotus Body Protection, the two were evenly matched. In a fit of anger, Wang Hao added more soul power, shattering the body protection and forcing both of them back several steps.

"Wang Hao, why haven't you eaten?" Ye Xiaofeng continued to look down on Wang Hao.

"Fifth Soul Skill - Mighty Vajra Spring" Wang Hao's soul power had not fully recovered from the previous two rounds, so he directly used the ten-thousand-year soul skill. Even if he won the next round, he would not be able to play. But he couldn't care less. As long as he beat Ye Xiaofeng, he would kill him if necessary.

"Perfect timing! Third Soul Skill - One Sword to the Throat!" Ye Xiaofeng dodged Wang Hao's ten-thousand-year soul skill with a quick step. He wasn't going to be foolish enough to fight head-on and suffer losses, so he directly used his third soul skill to counterattack.

Wang Hao tried to defend himself, but he had no more soul power left. Ye Xiaofeng's sword moved forward another half inch and pierced Wang Hao's throat. Before he could admit defeat, Ye Xiaofeng kicked him off the stage.

Wang Hao, who had fallen from the sky, coughed up blood and lost consciousness, becoming half-dead.

"Master, Ye Xiaofeng violated the competition rules. I suggest that he be disqualified." Someone saw Wang Hao's miserable state and took the opportunity to complain so that Ye Xiaofeng could not participate in the subsequent competitions.

Ye Xiaofeng's strength is not a good thing for them.

"Hey, even the Emperor isn't worried, why are you, you damned eunuch, so anxious? Even if someone is going to complain, it will be Wang Hao who complains. I'll accept it if you let him complain."

Seeing Wang Hao unconscious and hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, everyone was truly speechless.

"Look, Wang Hao has no objections, so what's it to you?" Ye Xiaofeng said angrily to the crowd below the stage.

"Master, look, Ye Xiaofeng has no martial ethics and talks nonsense."

"Ye Xiaofeng, watch your tone. This isn't outside; this is a sect competition. Friendship comes first, competition second," the hall master said sternly. Even though he thought Ye Xiaofeng was right, he still had to appease everyone on the surface.

"Master, firstly, Wang Hao did not admit defeat, and secondly, Wang Hao is not dead, so how could I have violated the competition rules!" Ye Xiaofeng acted as if he were a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"Since he hasn't violated any rules, Ye Xiaofeng can continue to participate in the competition. However, he should be careful next time and not seriously injure others." Ye Xiaofeng has not violated any competition rules, and the hall master has no right to disqualify him from participating.

The third match ended with 13 players remaining. The next round of matches will be held in the afternoon, but another lucky player will advance directly.

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