Destined Martial God Chapter 53

Pingyang City, Central Plaza!

Looking at the partic.i.p.ants around the stage whose faces were flushed red and their breathing was gradually getting heavier, Yu Haoran could not help but sigh.

The potential test was just the first round of the sect selection test. Pa.s.sing the potential test did not mean that one had successfully entered a sect.

Unless you can display the same kind of monster level potential as Yu Saiqi, then the real thing that will catch the attention of the sect will be the next challenge compet.i.tion.

Of course, even if you pa.s.s the next challenge, it doesn't mean that you can officially become a sect disciple.

This was because after entering a sect, there would be a more detailed test of potential, as well as a ranking compet.i.tion of Ranking Compet.i.tion. That test and compet.i.tion would truly decide whether or not you could become a disciple of a sect.

Yu Haoran remembered clearly that amongst the partic.i.p.ants that had pa.s.sed the potential test, less than a hundred were chosen by the sect. However, less than thirty percent were able to pa.s.s the inner sect compet.i.tion.

Since he would eventually become a disciple of a sect, the number of people who could truly mature in the future could be counted on one hand.

Looking at the nearly five hundred excited youths below the stage, although the white-haired old man had a gentle smile on his face, if one looked carefully, they would see a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"How do we become sect disciples? Potential is just a part of the test. Now is the time to reveal your own strength."

When the mood of the partic.i.p.ants below the stage reached its peak, the white-haired old man nodded towards the experts from the.

Soon after, a middle-aged man in blue clothing about forty years of age jumped onto the high platform. He coldly looked at the crowd on the stage and announced with a loud and clear voice.

"The following matches will be a one-on-one match!"

"However, we will not arrange the names of the opponents. Each of you will look for your own opponents, and there will be no restrictions in the process of fighting. You can use both weapons and sneak attacks, as long as you can win."

"At the same time, in order to allow you to display your strength as much as possible, there is no limit to the amount of points you can take during the match. The outcome of the match is either death, injury, or admitting defeat!"

At this point, the blue-clothed warrior looked at the surroundings of the square and threatened the crowd who had come to watch the fight.

"If there are any casualties during the compet.i.tion, you are not allowed to take revenge."

"If we find out, we'll definitely exterminate the entire sect!"

Faced with the threat from the experts from the sect, the faces of the high ranking members of the various factions outside the open ground did not change at all.

This was because they were well aware that the threat of a blue-robed expert was only to arouse the bloodl.u.s.t of the contestants. It would allow them to truly unleash all of their potential, allowing them to be pleasantly surprised.

If you kill the partic.i.p.ants from powerful forces behind you and are not selected by the sect, then when the sect selection compet.i.tion ends and the sect experts leave Pingyang City, the partic.i.p.ants who offend the people behind the partic.i.p.ants and are not selected, will not be able to escape their fate of being killed.

This was the hidden rule of the sect selection compet.i.tion. Moreover, this kind of hidden rule was not known to the young partic.i.p.ants. Even the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion and the various families did not know this hidden rule.

Of course, that did not include Yu Haoran!

The blue-clothed expert continued speaking after he had threatened the upper echelons of the factions outside the square.

"In the end, the winner can rest for three minutes before continuing to look for the contestant."

"Losers, if your sect is satisfied, you can take them in and arrange them in the areas that belong to your sect. If no one from your sect is satisfied, you can leave the plaza immediately."

"There will be a total of ten contestants in this challenge. These ten contestants can choose their own sects, and the sect they choose cannot refuse them."

Regarding the rules of the tournament announced by the blue garbed pract.i.tioner, Yu Haoran, who had experienced it once in his previous life, had a very calm expression. However, towards the nearly six hundred other partic.i.p.ants, his reaction was different.

Powerful compet.i.tors, upon hearing this, had no restrictions and could choose their opponents at will. Other than looking at their peers who were on par with each other, many more gazes were directed towards those compet.i.tors who already had their own personal grudges, but never had the opportunity to take revenge. Their faces revealed ferocious smiles.

As for some average strength and average talent contestants, their faces were pale as they looked at the high platform. In their hearts, they were considering whether or not they should withdraw from the Challenge Compet.i.tion.

On the east side of the plaza, Pingyang City's City Lord Qin Yue Lin, faced the few young clansmen who had pa.s.sed the potential test and entered the compet.i.tion, and made a beheading gesture, his gaze landing on Yu Haoran and Yu Saiqi.

The Great Clan Elder of the Yu Family did the same actions as Qin Yue Lin, gesturing to the seven direct descendants of his clan to kill Yu Haoran and Yu Saiqi.

As for the Cheng Clan and w.a.n.g Clan, they did not have any enmity towards Yu Haoran. They only gave their disciples a gesture to do their best, hoping that they could pa.s.s the Challenge and at the same time preserve their lives.

After handing in the rules of the compet.i.tion, the blue-clothed expert no longer spoke any nonsense. He bowed towards the seven people on the high platform and jumped off the high platform.

He had wanted to use his footwork and martial skills to rush to Yu Haocheng's front and kill him in front of the Great Clan Elder and Yu Hongyang. He wanted to let the Great Clan Elder and Yu Hongyang have a taste of their bereavement.

However, just as he had activated his spirit energy, the only beauty on the stage who wore a blue cheongsam and had an exceptional appearance but an extremely ice-cold temperament, instantly appeared in front of Yu Saiqi.

"Little miss, let me introduce myself first. I am Ouyang Aoxue, one of the elite disciples from one of the top seven sects of the Profound Sky Continent, one of the elite disciples of Bing Xuegong's Seventh Elder."

It was true that Ouyang Aoxue had rushed in front of Yu Saiqi, and introduced herself with a very gentle att.i.tude.

However, the icy cold aura she exuded caused her to give off a feeling of being unapproachable even though she was gentle.

"Yu Haoran greets senior!"

Seeing the dumbstruck Yu Saiqi, Yu Haoran couldn't help but pull on her sleeves, telling her not to be rude in front of Ouyang Aoxue.

"Yu Saiqi, greeting senior!"

"En!" Facing Yu Saiqi's respectful bow, Ouyang Aoxue merely acknowledged it once before continuing.

"Yu Saiqi, not only is our Bing Xuegong one of the top seven sects in the Profound Sky Continent, the majority of the inner palace's disciples are female as well, so it's extremely suitable for disciples with great potential and qualifications like you to join. I wonder if you're willing to join my Bing Xuegong as her disciple?"

Perhaps it was because of his personality or perhaps it was due to him being arrogant and proud from a top sect, Ouyang Aoxue did not promise anything. He merely asked Yu Saiqi if she had any intentions of joining Bing Xuegong.

"Junior Ouyang, what you're doing isn't too right!"

Just as Yu Saiqi was planning to discuss with Yu Haoran to see if Bing Xuegong was suitable for herself, an amiable voice sounded.

Following that, the white haired old man on the stage, who looked like a celestial G.o.d walking on earth, stepped on the air and walked in front of Yu Saiqi.