C8

Although there were many inner sect disciples shuttling through the air, no one cared if the sky was human or a bird. Although those outer sect disciples couldn't fly through the sky yet, they had seen many of these situations in the past few years, so they didn't raise their heads to look closely, not to mention Elder Xuan Qing and the dozens of remaining inner sect disciples. On the contrary, the chaotic battle in the Martial Arts Practice Grounds attracted their attention.

Even though the battle in the arena was not that intense for these people. The use of spiritual energy was not something that a person below the fifth level of the Nihility Spirit Stage could easily control. Of course, occasionally using a little spiritual energy fluctuation was also normal, since the Nihility Spirit Stage was only an acknowledgement of the body's talent for cultivation, which was also the importance that cultivation attached to talent. If one was extremely smart and had extremely strong comprehension abilities, then the amount of spiritual energy one absorbed would not be zero.

"Is it possible to stay and watch even if you are eliminated!?" "Haha." The inner sect disciples on the stage saw that someone had been led out of the ring just moments ago, and were stunned for a moment, then they looked at that person, and saw that he had not been knocked over by the big bare-chested man who had just wielded the sledgehammer. Yes, this big bare-chested man was really not bad, and he had to fight for his teacher's junior brother.

Although Liu Mang had defeated a competitor with a single punch, he did not expect that the remaining three people would temporarily join forces to deal with him just because of the explosive strength of his body which was stronger than an ordinary person. The three of them tightly held on to the hooligan, preventing him from having any more opportunities to attack, and they even tried to tie him up with their feet.

"Humph..." "Brat, today you met the Four Yin Demons from the other races. I will count you as..." The four outer sect disciples were surrounding the young man and preparing to attack. One of them wanted to say something to scare the brat, but before he could even say the word 'unlucky', he was already unlucky. He got punched in the mouth by the young man in front of him, causing him to instantly cover his mouth and squat down on the ground.

The other three froze for a moment. This kid's speed was not something ordinary people could match. Immediately, they used the meagre spiritual energy in their bloodlines to attack this kid who dared to make the first move.

When the youth was ten years old, he was forced to go down the river to fish with a wooden stick. The speed and explosive power accumulated over a long period of time was indeed out of the ordinary, but the amount of contact between the spiritual energy and the cultivation technique was almost nil. Obviously, the fist that struck the outer sect disciple's mouth didn't have any spirit energy fluctuations.

This was also the first time that the youth had been attacked by a cultivator that ordinary people thought he was. Before this, the youth did not know the difference in strength between a cultivator and an ordinary person, but after personal examination, his fist alone had a completely different and terrifying difference in substance. This feeling touched the depths of his soul, and even though he was not afraid of death, it was still unavoidable that he would feel fear and uneasiness under this kind of power. At the same time, he was also amazed at the existence of this power in this world, but at the same time, the fist that followed also told the boy that there were a lot of other forces in this world that he did not know of. The burning sensation in his right chest made his back feel like a strong wind that stirred up his flesh, causing him to feel unbearable pain.

A youth without a shred of spirit energy was crazily attacked by the four outer sect disciples from the front and back. Even if the youth wanted to fall down and get eliminated, he would not be able to do so. Inwardly, he kept telling himself that this feeling was only an illusion, that it was not as simple as an illusion, but the youth was still unwilling to give up. He was not willing to become a mortal just like that, no matter what price he had to pay in order to fight back, both his hands that were blocking his head would suddenly swing out.

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ten square meter square, the entire piece of clothing that he had washed clean yesterday was now tattered, revealing his swollen purple and green skin. The four outer sect disciples felt that it was enough and stopped attacking, even though they were also slightly injured and the young man was unwilling to fall after the four of them stopped, no one knew if he would still be alive. All of this was witnessed by the heavily injured students in the nearby square. Under the lead of this young man, they, who had originally intended to give up, had completely ignited their unyielding fighting spirit. Not far from Liu Mang, Mang Mang could faintly see the youth on the ground through the crowd. He let out an angry roar as he brought the three of them to jump up before heavily lying down on the ground, while the students behind him tightly hugged Liu Mang without letting go. They were so shocked that they had no choice but to be forcefully pressed down below, and a mouthful of blood splashed onto Liu Mang's back.

"All of you, keep an eye out. Even if the students don't pass the second round, I'll still let them pass. Go and bring the unconscious students over here." Elder Xuan Qing had been closely watching the youth at the back. When the youth was desperately trying to pass the test, Elder Xuan Qing finally seemed to have understood something. Was this test really just to find the most powerful and promising candidates? No, the path of cultivation does not necessarily require talent, aptitude, soul strength, fortuitous encounters, and most importantly, the determination to never give up. Isn't this youth an example? With such determination, as long as he had the talent, he would be able to make it. Thinking of this, he instructed the dozens of inner sect disciples beside him.

"Yes sir!" Although this group of disciples did not dare to be careless and had already started to move, in their hearts, they were cursing Grand Elder Xuan Qing. Why didn't we have this kind of treatment back then? Why did we become so kind-hearted this year? Although there aren't many students who have fainted in the past, there are still a few who have fainted.

What these people were thinking were actually the truth. Although there were also some students who had fainted in the past batch, the number of students was definitely not as many as in this batch because most of the previous batch held them in their arms. Since your Netherpassage Sect doesn't like me, I can't change to another sect and seek knowledge. It was because of this mentality that the previous competitions were not as intense as this one. It was also because of this that Elder Xuan Qing had paid attention to the competitions with his life on the line and changed his attitude towards the competitions.