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"Ice Blue River, Mang Han Zha, are those two your Ice Palace and Snake Valley disciples?"

The corners of Xue Tian Chi's eyes were twitching wildly as he tried his best to suppress his emotions. His eyes were sharp as he looked at the First Elder of the Ice Palace, Bing Qingchuan, and the First Elder of the Snake Valley, Mang Han Zha.

"Not bad, do you have any objections?"

Seeing the three of them fighting against each other, Daoist Jian Ling and the others noticed the unusual aura, and looked at the three of them with eyes full of doubt.

"Good, good, good. I hope that you will have the last laugh during the battle."

When he thought about Ye Zichen's ability to instantly kill a rank 6 beast king expert, Xue Tianchi forcefully suppressed his anger and did not continue to argue with them.

She knew that if she were to expose the true colors of the ice palace and the snake valley without any proof, it would very likely cause the situation to become even more complicated. The only thing she could do now was to put her hopes on Ye Chenfeng, hoping that he would be able to destroy the West Devil Sect's conspiracy with the most tyrannical attitude.

The time it took for an incense stick to burn passed quickly.

As time passed, the ancient array formation disappeared, and the chaotic space returned to its previous calm state.

After the ancient array's test, a majority of the disciples had been blocked outside the wall of the ancient city and became spectators. Only twenty-eight disciples relied on their strength to jump into the ancient city and obtain the qualifications to participate in the final Martial Meeting.

Among them, the six people of Floating Mist Mountain all received the qualifications to participate in the Martial Competition. Five disciples of Sword Valley and Ice Palace received the qualifications to participate in the Martial Competition, four disciples of Snake Valley, three disciples of the Qian Family and the Sky Cloud Martial School, one from the Lu Family, and one from the Helian Family.

As for the disciples from the other sects that had come to participate in the ancient city's Martial Meet, they were all annihilated.

"Let's go into the city!"

Xue Piao glanced at Bing Qingchuan, Mang Hanche, and the others coldly. They led the group through the slowly opening gate of the ancient city and walked into the oldest city in the Northern Spiritual Region.

"Humph, Snow Heaven Lake, Xue Piao, I'll let you be happy for a while longer. You'll be able to cry soon."

Looking at the backs of Xue Tianchuan and the others, the complexions of Bing Qingchuan and Mang Hanche instantly darkened, their eyes flashing with a cold light that would cause chills to run down one's spine.

As the location of the Northern Spiritual Realm's Martial Meet, the ancient city of Heaven had already built a battling platform and a grandstand.

As the disciples of the major powers took their seats, Xue Piao immediately took charge of the drawing of lots, deciding on the opponent and the number of matches to be held.

After drawing lots, Ye Zichen's luck was pretty good, he was able to get the sixth to fight against the Level 6 Mysterious Beast Sect of Snake Valley, Mang Qing Lu.

Floating Mist Mountain's top disciple, Xue Qinglan's grandson, Xue Tianyang, was the fourth disciple from the Profound Beast Sect of the fifth level of the Ice Palace, Bing Cang Shan, whose face was unfamiliar and whose eyes were covered by long black hair.

Other than the fact that Ye Zichen and Xue Tianyang had drawn disciples from Ice Palace and Snake Valley, the flying swords that had replaced Xue Yiqian to participate in the Martial Arts Competition had bad luck and were drawn to the supreme king of Ice Palace, the Extreme Frost Sea.

After the drawing of lots was completed, Xue Piao, who had condensed soul wings, slowly flew onto the battling platform. He announced in a deep voice, "This Martial Competition will be a one-way knockout tournament. The top four will be decided and the round-robin tournament will begin."

"In order to reduce the unnecessary casualties and not weaken the overall strength of our Northern Spiritual Realm, it is strictly forbidden to kill during the Martial Meeting. Otherwise, we would be disqualified from this competition."

As soon as Xue Piao's words fell, it immediately triggered protests from the Ice Palace and Snake Valley.

"Snowfall, the rules of the ancient city's Martial Competition were passed down from ancient times. How could it be changed so easily?" If the ancient rules don't restrict killing, then what right do you have to do so? Could it be that you have no confidence in your Misty Mountain disciple? "

Bing Qingchuan directly called out Xue Piao's name, and pointed at him without any trace of politeness.

Sect Master Xue, this old man doesn't recommend changing the rules of the Martial Competition that were passed down in the ancient times. If you restrict killing, then it is very likely that it will affect the level of brilliance of the Martial Competition. The Sword Valley Lord, Daoist Jian Ling, said slowly.

"Alright, then the competition rules will proceed according to the ancient rules. However, I'll say this in the front. If anyone intentionally slays their opponent in the middle of a match, don't blame me for being impolite."

Xue Piao saw that even the highly respected Daoist Jian Ling did not agree to change the rules of the competition. He helplessly sighed in his heart and coldly warned.

"Humph!"

Bing Qingchuan let out a cold snort. Although he did not refute her, his eyes were filled with disdain.

"Alright, I will now announce the start of the ancient city's Martial Competition. Disciples who have drawn the first four lots will please come up onto the stage to compete."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh … *

Four ear-piercing air-piercing sounds rang out as the four extraordinary talents of the Northern Spiritual Region's younger generation leapt onto the martial arena.

The first round of the competition was between Bing Yuntong, a first level Inverse Beast King, and Qian Hao of the Qian Family. Jian Feng, a half-step Inverse Beast King of the Sword Valley, was against Lu Yunqi of the sixth level of the Lu Family.

"Tian Yang, you must pay attention to Bing Yuntong. I'm afraid she'll be a strong opponent for you."

Because Xue Tianyang's opponent for the first round was not strong, Xue Qinglan was not worried for him. Looking at the tall figure dressed in a white martial arts suit, with long green hair casually flowing down his shoulders, and the cold and elegant Bing Yuntong, he softly warned her.

"Don't worry Grandpa, I will be careful." Xue Tianyang had a grave expression on his face as he nodded.

"The half-step beast king level sword blade of the Sword Valley cannot be underestimated. With his strength, he would at least have the qualifications to be ranked in the top four." The solemn face of the Snow Heaven Lake slowly spoke.

After witnessing the true strength of this time's ancient city martial gathering, the confidence of Xue Tianyun and his men had been greatly shaken. Their ambitions had long since vanished.

"Begin!"

Two layers of defensive light barriers rose up around the arena. The first round of the competition had begun.

With a flash of light, a harp inlaid with hundreds of sparkling gems appeared in her hand.

As her slender fingers gently moved, a strange zither sound appeared, causing the air in front of her to tremble violently. The terrifying zither sound was like a magnificent army of thousands of men, bringing with it a solemn killing intent, as it bombarded toward Qian Hao, whose expression changed greatly.

"Pfft!"

Qian Hao's defense was broken, and a large amount of blood sprayed out from his mouth. His entire body was like a kite with its string cut, breaking through a layer of defensive light and falling out of the battling platform, losing the match.

The moment that Bing Yuntong won, the power of destiny that was floating in the air crazily flowed into her body, forming a half-layer tower.

"This is the tower of karmic luck formed from the power of karmic luck!"

Ye Zichen's eyes brightened as he looked at the peak of the tower that appeared above Bing Yuntong's head. He was very interested in the ancient city's power of karmic luck.

Merging a large amount of karmic luck would be of great benefit to Ye Chen's cultivation of the road.

"This... Could this be the Blue Water Fairy's Melody? No one has played this melody for tens of thousands of years and I would never have thought that it would appear in Bingyun's hands. "

Hearing the strange zither sound coming from the harp, Daoist Jian Ling from the Snow Heaven Lake revealed a look of intense surprise, surprised by Bingyun's cultivation talent.

While everyone was still in shock, the powerful sword edge had shattered Lu Yunqi's defense with a lightning speed, heavily injuring him and winning the first battle. It had attracted a lot of qi flow into his body.

However, the blade of the sword was slightly weaker than Bing Yuntong. The Tower of Destiny that was formed was a third smaller than Bing Yuntong's.