Next up is the competition among the Inner Sect Disciples.

Wang Qiutian and the others were also looking forward to Tangyu's performance, fully believing that Tangyu's performance would be truly impressive. They had already received news from home about what happened with the Yanshan Sect, knowing that Tangyu singlehandedly destroyed the Blood Demon Sect, dared to openly injure the envoy of King Liang, and knowing that King Liang was now afraid to even deal with Tangyu. With such astonishing strength, Tangyu was sure to shine and make a name for himself in the disciples' competition.

The competition for the Inner Sect Disciples also follows a voluntary registration system, advising weaker disciples not to participate.

Zhuang Qian grinned and patted Tangyu on the shoulder, saying, "Haha, Brother Tangyu, let's go, today you're the main character, and we're just tagging along to have some fun. We don't care about rankings; we're just looking forward to you putting on a spectacular show."

Hua Wuliang gave an innocent smile and said, "I say, Zhuang Qian, you have no ambition, but don't drag me into it. I'm different from you. I've always aimed high. I won't pursue rankings, but I can't just hand over what's rightfully mine to others."

Zhuang Qian immediately looked down on Hua Wuliang with disdain. This guy is really unscrupulous. Just from his unscrupulous appearance alone, it's very deceptive. But to be fair, Zhuang Qian didn't dare to underestimate Hua Wuliang, after all, this guy was among the top five during the disciple selection. His strength must be formidable. Moreover, this guy is also in the Ninth Layer of the Mystic Law Realm. He might just secure another top five spot this time.

Holy Sun was also a bit irritated and said, "I despise people like this. People like this should be struck by lightning for deceiving our pure feelings."

"Haha, Holy Sun, you're jealous, blatantly jealous. Last time, I wanted to keep a low profile and accidentally got into the top five. This time, I'm telling you openly, I'm going for a ranking. This time I'm not deceiving your feelings, right?" Hua Wuliang laughed mischievously.

They all signed up, of course.

Tangyu looked at Sun Wukong, who also wanted to join, but was stopped by the Sect Master Immortal and wasn't allowed to register. This situation left Tangyu a bit puzzled. What did the Sect Master's uncle mean by this? Could it be that Sun Wukong was too strong and they were afraid he would disrupt the rules?

Tangyu wasn't sure how strong Sun Wukong was, but based on his own feelings, he perceived it to be formidable. Last time, Tangyu struggled just to hold off Sun Wukong. It's been over half a year now, and who knows how much Sun Wukong has grown. Being a born Spiritual Object, his growth can't be measured by human standards. It's certain that Sun Wukong has reached the Golden Core Realm.

Honestly, Tangyu wasn't worried about the others, not even Pan Chenyu. He didn't feel their strength posed any threat to him. But Sun Wukong was the one who concerned him. If he were to participate, Tangyu thought he would be a very formidable opponent, possibly even competing with him for first place. As long as Sun Wukong didn't participate, Tangyu was confident he could secure first place.

The number of Inner Sect Disciples participating wasn't large, only about three hundred. However, the rules this time were a bit different. Ten people were randomly selected to go on stage, set up a platform, and anyone who wanted to challenge them could go up and do so. At the end, when everyone's challenges were over, the ten still standing on the stage would enter the finals, and the top five spots would be determined. This approach was indeed somewhat unusual.

However, this method was relatively fair as it could reduce many elements of chance.

Out of the randomly selected ten, Hua Wuliang and Holy Sun got lucky and were chosen, so they went on stage to set up their platforms.

Before leaving, Hua Wuliang looked at Tangyu with a weak expression and said, "Brother Tangyu, we're good brothers, right? You wouldn't cruelly come up and knock me off, would you? If you dare come up against me, I'll stop being friends with you. Brother Tangyu, you wouldn't be that cruel, would you?"

Zhuang Qian laughed with schadenfreude, saying, "Brother Tangyu, don't listen to him. For someone who pretends like that, you should go all out on him and knock him down. Let's see if he can show off after that. Brother Tangyu, I totally support you."

Holy Sun also raised both hands in agreement, "I support it too. Take down Hua Wuliang, this bastard. We can have a celebration tonight; drinks are on me."

"Ahem, Brother Zhuang Qian, Brother Holy Sun, don't be so cruel. If Brother Tangyu and I both make it to the top five, wouldn't that make us look better? If we want to build our influence later on, we'll have more credibility. We're brothers, how can you treat me so cruelly?" Hua Wuliang said.

Tangyu patted Hua Wuliang and said, "Stop rambling, hurry up and get on stage."

The ten selected stood on their respective platforms, with Tangyu, Pan Chenyu, and Gumu Can, the more popular figures, not being chosen. The most famous of those chosen was Hua Wuliang. But after more than half a year of fading into the background, his fame wasn't what it used to be.

Tangyu wasn't in a hurry to take the stage; fighting these people didn't mean much to him. Tangyu was waiting to go up later.

Holy Sun grinned and said, "My strength definitely won't last until the end, so I might as well take the stage now while the experts aren't up there yet and have some fun." Having said that, Holy Sun directly swept toward a platform and went up to challenge.

Xing Tian glanced at Tangyu, and Tangyu patted his shoulder, encouraging him, "Go ahead, winning or not is secondary. Just see it as a form of training."

"Yeah." Xing Tian nodded and went up onto the stage.

The three women, Yun Qi and her companions, did not participate in the disciples' tournament.

Tangyu watched casually as Holy Sun easily knocked the reigning champion off the stage. Hua Wuliang, due to his previous fame, didn't face any challengers for a while, but the other platforms were bustling with activity.

Xing Tian also won his first match effortlessly. Zhuang Qian was holding his ground too. The four of them had relatively easy wins, although the ones taking the stage early were not very strong. The real experts would definitely wait until later to make their move.

One battle after another commenced, with disciples being eliminated one by one. After dozens of matches, over two hundred people had been eliminated, leaving less than fifty. Those remaining were of considerable strength.

Finally, an expert made his move, knocking Holy Sun off the platform. This person was named Hui Xiangzhen, who had been rather unremarkable until now. In the disciple selection, he didn't show off, but his strength was quite surprising. In fewer than three hundred rounds, he forcefully knocked Holy Sun off the stage.

Holy Sun returned somewhat dejectedly, shaking his head, "I expected not to last until the end. I expected to be defeated by someone like Pan Chenyu, but I didn't foresee someone like Hui Xiangzhen emerging. I've never heard of this guy. It seems that among the inner sect disciples, there are indeed people with hidden strength."

Tangyu comforted Holy Sun, "It's fine to lose. At least you held on for dozens of rounds, which is quite impressive. Your progress has been substantial. To achieve this much, you've done quite well."

Holy Sun could only comfort himself by saying, "It's acceptable, I suppose. But compared to my father back in the day, I'm still a long way off. With my current performance, aiming to achieve Zifu and chase my father's footsteps is still too difficult. But there's no other way—I'm just not working hard enough. Hopefully, this setback will inspire me."

On Hua Wuliang's side, things were relaxing; no particularly powerful disciples had challenged him, allowing him to stand there leisurely. Zhuang Qian was facing some resistance, but possibly due to Tangyu's influence, the experts like Pan Chenyu and Gumu Can hadn't made a move against him. Thus, Zhuang Qian was fortunately still standing there. Xing Tian's performance was what delighted Tangyu the most; he showed strong dominance and quickly defeated anyone who challenged him.

Pan Chenyu and his group also made their moves, leaving Tangyu as the last one to act. Tangyu was just waiting for Yan Huohuo to engage, and then Tangyu smirked and walked toward Yan Huohuo's platform.

This situation caused many people to widen their eyes, as this scenario seemed anticipated by many. After all, the hatred between Tangyu and Yan Huohuo had been very intense during the last disciple selection. This time, it evidently promised another fierce confrontation. In the Flame Nation, besides Yan Huohuo, Yan Yan was also remaining on the platform, and the performance of the Flame Nation Prince was certainly commendable.

Seeing Tangyu move toward Yan Huohuo, Flame True Monarch and his disciple furrowed their brows in displeasure, casting sharp glances at Tangyu. However, Tangyu didn't acknowledge their gazes and jumped onto Yan Huohuo's platform.

Now that all other matches had concluded, Tangyu and Yan Huohuo's battle remained, after which the finals could proceed.

As Tangyu jumped onto the stage, Yan Huohuo's face immediately darkened. He had delayed his move, waiting for Tangyu to act first, but he waited in vain. To be honest, he was always worried about Tangyu, and the least he wanted to see happened. Tangyu was indeed waiting for him to seek a challenge.

Damn it, infuriating.

Lately, he had heard some rumors, knowing Tangyu's strength had grown to a terrifying level. Having suffered losses at Tangyu's hands before, he was now even more reluctant to confront Tangyu directly. In fact, over the past six months, he didn't dare provoke Tangyu or his friends at all. Nevertheless, Tangyu still planned to cause him trouble, naturally arousing Yan Huohuo's extreme anger.

Everyone's attention was focused on this area, and many began reveling in anticipation, knowing a dramatic show was about to begin. The other participants from the Flame Nation were also worriedly angry.

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