Douluo Continent: Heavenly Mystery System

Chapter 22 Sect Newcomer Competition (Part Two)

The fourth round of the afternoon began, and Ye Xiaofeng drew number 3. Luck wouldn't always be so good, Ye Xiaofeng shook his head helplessly.

"What, are you looking for someone?" The guy who had been suggesting disqualification from the competition earlier drew number 13 and proudly showed it to Ye Xiaofeng.

"Even if you get a bye, you won't be in the top three. What are you so smug about?" Ye Xiaofeng's words were undoubtedly a slap in the face to him.

"We'll talk after you win this match," No. 13 retorted directly to Ye Xiaofeng.

"Next match: Number 3 vs. Number 4!" Master Lei shouted.

Ye Xiaofeng walked directly onto the stage, but there was no sign of number 4.

"If Number 4 doesn't take the stage again, he'll be expelled from the sect!" Hall Master Lei said angrily. How could someone like that have any fighting spirit when faced with an enemy attack?

"My name is Liu Yuan. Please, Senior Brother Ye, show mercy!" Liu Yuan had thought he could still win a round, but when he saw that his opponent was Ye Xiaofeng and thought about Wang Hao's miserable state, he instantly lost his will to fight.

"Sure thing, don't worry, I'll definitely go easy on you. Take this!" Ye Xiaofeng saw Liu Yuan back down and didn't want to go too far.

Second Soul Skill - Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies

I admit defeat.

Before Ye Xiaofeng could even make a move, Liu Yuan immediately conceded defeat. The people below the stage looked at Liu Yuan with disdain, thinking that he was a coward for surrendering without a fight.

"Master, Liu Yuan has lost without a fight, which is a disgrace to the competition. We request that you expel Liu Yuan from the sect." Number 13 is up to his old tricks again.

"Hey, the hall master hasn't said anything, what are you yelling about? Are you asking the hall master to do something?" Ye Xiaofeng finally couldn't stand this idiot anymore and directly used the hall master to suppress him.

"Master, this disciple dares not."

"Alright, stop arguing. Liu Yuan knew he couldn't win, so he chose to concede, which didn't violate the competition rules," said Hall Master Lei, too lazy to listen to their argument.

"The match continues," Master Lei continued the match.

After another round of battles, only 7 people remained.

"The Sect Master has arrived!" Just as Hall Master Lei was about to start the next round of the competition, someone suddenly shouted. Ning Fengzhi walked over slowly, followed by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

"Greetings, Sect Master," Hall Master Lei hurriedly went to greet him.

"Greetings, Sect Master!" Everyone immediately knelt on one knee to greet him.

"No need for formalities, let the competition continue." Ning Fengzhi came to check on the upcoming finals, as the sect needs to inject new blood, which is crucial for the sect's future.

Ning Fengzhi and the two elders sat on the platform, looking at the disciples below.

Ye Xiaofeng looked at Sect Leader Ning. He had a handsome face, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a refined and gentle appearance. His white robe was spotless, and he looked to be in his forties. His gaze was soft, and he seemed like an ordinary person. His smooth black hair was draped down his back, and everything about him seemed so casual and unpretentious.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin appears as an old man, wearing an immaculate white robe, with white hair and beard, and long silver hair neatly combed down his back. He has an ancient appearance, a face as delicate as a baby's, and a very indifferent expression. His eyes seem to be unable to see anything around him. He just stands there quietly, as if he has merged with his surroundings.

Bone Douluo's clothes seemed to be entirely supported by his skeletal frame; his muscles and skin were withered, and his eye sockets were sunken.

The two elders sat to the left and right of Sect Leader Ning, creating a stark contrast.

"Lei Yue, let these seven people go up to the arena together. The one who stays on the arena will be the champion," Bone Douluo suddenly said calmly from the podium, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Xiaofeng.

Being stared at by a Super Douluo made Ye Xiaofeng feel uncomfortable. He didn't know what he had done to offend him, but then he remembered that he had never met Bone Douluo and had never offended him.

"Sect Master, this..." Hall Master Lei didn't know what to do; the decision was still in Ning Fengzhi's hands.

"Let's do as Uncle Bone says. As for the rules, there are no rules," Ning Fengzhi said with a slight smile.

"Did you all understand? It's not too late to admit defeat," Lei Yue said seriously, after all, without rules, people could die.

"Understood." The remaining 7 people did not back down and all went up to the arena. The number 13 from before looked at Ye Xiaofeng with ill intent.

"The competition is officially starting," Master Lei announced formally.

"Everyone, you've all seen Ye Xiaofeng's fighting prowess, so I suggest we knock him off the stage first, and then the six of us can have a duel. What do you think?" Number 13's spearhead was directly aimed at Ye Xiaofeng.

"That sounds like a good suggestion," said a sissy man.

I agree.

I agree.

"Ye Xiaofeng, blame yourself for not knowing how to restrain yourself. Today, I, Chang Sheng, will teach you a lesson: the tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind," said the man number 13 angrily.

"What, trash, you want to team up against me too?" Ye Xiaofeng looked at the crowd with a cold smile.

"Good to know. I'll beat you to a pulp later." Chang Sheng didn't mind Ye Xiaofeng's words and wanted to join forces with Ye Xiaofeng to avenge his previous humiliation.

"Oh, right, I'm not just talking about you. In my eyes, the others are no different from trash." Ye Xiaofeng's words immediately angered everyone.

"Ye Xiaofeng, I felt a little guilty before because I wanted to join forces to deal with you, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. Today, I, Han Lei, will teach you how to behave." Han Lei was also extremely angry because of Ye Xiaofeng's words.

"You've been talking too much nonsense. Sweep through the enemy lines!" Ye Xiaofeng attacked directly.

"Uncle Jian, you're talking about him. Although this little guy is a bit arrogant, he certainly has the right to be arrogant!" Ning Fengzhi said, looking at Ye Xiaofeng below the stage.

"Sect Master, this guy is indeed worth nurturing. Why not hand him over to me? I will definitely nurture him well," Bone Douluo turned his head and answered first, emphasizing the word "nurturing".

"Uncle Bone, his martial soul is the same as Uncle Sword's, the Seven Kill Sword." Sect Master Ning was puzzled. Why was Uncle Bone acting so strangely today?

"Sect Master, I heard that Hei Erlengzi was swindled out of 5000 million." Sword Douluo brought up the very thing he didn't want to hear.

"No, don't listen to his nonsense." Bone Douluo couldn't save face. If the sect leader knew that he had been cheated out of 5000 million by that bastard Ye Xiaofeng, how could he face anyone!

Ning Fengzhi ignored the two and continued watching the game.

After a series of attacks, they were all a little injured, but Ye Xiaofeng was unharmed. It seemed that the kid had inexhaustible soul power. Chang Sheng once again joined forces with the other 5 people to attack.

"Vajra Palm"

"Netherworld Sword Qi"

"Blade of the Wind"

"The Shield of Xuanwu"

"Fire Dragon Burns the Sky"

"The Spear of Vengeance"

Six people attacked Ye Xiaofeng at the same time.

"Azure Lotus Protection, Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies!" Ye Xiaofeng immediately used his first soul skill to defend, and just as the protection shattered, he instantly counterattacked with his second soul skill.

Ye Xiaofeng bypassed the others and attacked Chang Sheng from behind. Ye Xiaofeng had been holding back against him for a long time, and this time he directly stabbed Chang Sheng in the left chest with his sword and kicked him off the stage.

"This kid is decisive and ruthless, which is in line with his age." On the stage, Bone Douluo couldn't help but admire Ye Xiaofeng's methods when he saw Chang Sheng on the verge of death.

"Uncle Gu, this is how the world is supposed to be. If you don't want to be bullied, you have to be stronger than others." Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Xiaofeng without much surprise.

"However, this kid is a bit unusual. Judging from the battle just now, his first and second spirit rings are comparable to the age of other people's fourth spirit rings." Sword Douluo's words were quite insightful.

"The match is over, just call him over and ask, then we'll know." Bone Douluo was also curious, how could a hundred-year-old spirit ring be compared to a thousand-year-old one?

"Everyone has their own secrets. As long as it serves the sect, why ask? I think the sect will become even stronger in the future." Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Xiaofeng. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's achievements today are inseparable from him, and even more so from Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu.

Sword Uncle is currently level 96 and Bone Uncle is level 95. With their assistance, they can reach level 98 and 97 respectively.

When he gets old, and when Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu get old, they will need a strong person to assist Rongrong. Therefore, Ning Fengzhi thought of cultivating Ye Xiaofeng.

"There are only five of you left. You've had your fun, now it's my turn," Ye Xiaofeng said coldly.

Fourth Soul Skill - Fleeting Moment

Third Soul Skill - One Sword to the Throat

Ye Xiaofeng first used his fourth soul skill to control the enemy, and then used his third soul skill to attack.

Fifth Soul Skill - Xuanwu Body Protection

Fourth Soul Skill - Netherworld Clone

Fourth Soul Skill - Gale Illusion

The others tried to defend themselves, but it was too late. Three people managed to block Ye Xiaofeng's attack, but the other two were knocked off the stage.

"I concede defeat." Having just used a ten-thousand-year soul skill in the fight, I have exhausted my soul power and have no more fighting ability, so I withdraw from the competition.

"There are only three of us left. Use any other tricks you have, or you won't have a chance."

"Then let's do as you say. Lin Fei, how about we work together to take him down and split the reward equally?" Han Lei said, looking at Lin Fei.

"Just what I wanted, my fifth soul skill—Black Fire Purgatory!" Lin Fei used his ten-thousand-year soul skill directly.

"Fifth Soul Skill - Gale Blade!" Han Lei unleashed his fifth soul skill.

"Let's see how this kid withstands the combined ten-thousand-year soul skills of two people," Bone Douluo said with a smile. He wanted to see Ye Xiaofeng admit defeat so that he could feel satisfied. After all, Ye Xiaofeng had cheated him out of his money.

Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly used his fourth and first soul skills to defend himself. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't possibly use his thousand-year soul skills to defend against the two people's ten-thousand-year soul skills.

He was instantly blasted back to the edge of the ring, half-kneeling on the ground, blood slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Ye Xiaofeng, admit defeat. You are indeed very strong, but you can't withstand the attack of two people." Han Lei looked at Ye Xiaofeng with some admiration. He was able to hold on until now under the attack of six people. Thinking about himself, he could not do it, and Lin Fei could not do it either.

"Hehehe, finally forced out your ten-thousand-year soul skills." Ye Xiaofeng slowly got up, supporting himself with the Seven Kill Sword.

"Could this kid have a trick up his sleeve? Has he used up all his soul skills?" Lin Fei asked Han Lei nervously.

"I don't know." Han Lei knew that Ye Xiaofeng was only a Soul Master and couldn't possibly have a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Skill.

"Take this! Soul Skill - Man and Sword as One!" Ye Xiaofeng's eyes changed instantly. He merged his entire being into the Seven Kill Sword. At this moment, he was the Seven Kill Sword, and all his soul power was poured into it.

"Block it quickly!" Han Lei and Lin Fei's soul power was exhausted. Now, let alone ten-thousand-year soul skills, they couldn't even use thousand-year soul skills.

"Not bad, but with this sword strike, those two kids will either die or be seriously injured." Sword Douluo was quite satisfied with Ye Xiaofeng's self-created soul skill. Even though there were still many shortcomings, it was quite remarkable that he had comprehended a self-created soul skill at his age.

"Seven treasures transform into glazed glass, firstly, power, secondly, soul." Suddenly, Han Lei and Lin Fei were filled with soul power and hurriedly used their thousand-year soul skills to defend themselves.

"Rongrong, what brings you here?" Ning Fengzhi was a little surprised to see his girl running over. What wind blew her here?

"Dad, such a wonderful match, and you didn't even invite me. And Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone, don't you love Rongrong anymore?" Ning Rongrong complained, looking at the three people in front of her.

"Rongrong, come here to Grandpa Bone. I have some good news for you." Bone Douluo called Ning Rongrong over and smiled wickedly at Sword Douluo.

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