2206 The great competition begins (1)
âFellow disciples of the black Tiger Gang, today is the black Tiger Gangâs annual grand event. And you, are the black Tiger Gangâs Foundation. Because of you, the black Tiger Gang can stand tall and not fall. You are all the most outstanding cultivators. I hope that you can bring out your best side to participate in this competition. Next, the competition begins!â
The elder in charge of the outer sect didnât give a long speech. He only said a few words before leaving the stage. After that, some of the elders in the sect began to call out numbers. All those whose numbers were called out would immediately begin the competition.
Those outer sect disciples who were called were assigned to a relatively large stone platform. This stone platform was used for the competition, but they could not stand on the stone platform, but fly in the air to compete. However, they could not fly out of the range of the stone platform, otherwise, they would be considered to have lost.
Zhao Hai wasnât really interested in the outer sect disciples âcompetition. Among these outer sect disciples, only a few of them could obtain some power of belief due to a fortuitous encounter. However, the amount of power of belief was very little, which greatly restricted the development of these outer sect disciples. Their strength was not much different from the dujie and soul splitting experts in the world of cultivators, except that their magic tools were a little better.
Zhao Hai looked at it for a while and lost interest. He sat there, studying the formation Jade slip that Zhang Hao had given him.
There were many arrays in this Jade slip. Just as Zhao Hai had expected, the arrays in the cultivation world were more advanced and powerful than those in the cultivation world.
Zhao Hai was still able to turn these formations into three-dimensional formations, so he decided to use this time to study them. It was much better than watching those peopleâs boring competitions.
The black Tiger Gangâs outer sect disciples were also divided into groups. Many of them would sit together and discuss the outcome of their own groupâs battle. Compared to those who had formed groups, Zhao Haiâs side seemed very deserted. This was because there was no one who knew him here. Only some people around him would look at him curiously. As for the others, no one paid him any attention.
There was a time limit for the outer sect discipleâs battle. It could not exceed an hour. If the outcome was still not decided within an hour, the judge would decide the winner between the two.
However, all the outer sect disciples âcompetitions would usually end within an hour, because these outer sect disciples didnât dare to place their bets on those judges. Those judges were just some elders in the gang who didnât have any real power. If they gave some benefits to their opponents, when they obviously won, the judges would decide the other partyâs victory. Wouldnât that be a great loss?
It was because of this that the outer sect disciples âbattles were usually very fast. Most of them would not take more than 15 minutes to determine the winner. Even if the battle lasted longer, it would not wait for an hour. It was guaranteed that the battle would end within an hour, and the winner and loser would be clear at a glance.
As a result, the speed of the competition was very fast. The first groupâs competition was over in a short time, and the next group immediately moved on. Zhao Haiâs competition happened to be waiting for the fifth group.
When the judge called out Zhao Haiâs number, Zhao Hai immediately stood up and appeared on the stone platform. As soon as he arrived, a cultivator flew up. This cultivator looked to be in his twenties and was very handsome. He was dressed in a white cultivatorâs robe and looked like a Jade tree in the wind.
On the other hand, Zhao Hai was dressed in a black cultivatorâs uniform. Coupled with his ordinary appearance and the fact that he had deliberately restrained his aura, he looked extremely ordinary and unremarkable. When the two of them stood together, it was like the difference between the bright moon and the fireflies. Of course, the other party was the bright moon, while Zhao Hai was the Firefly.
The cultivator glanced at Zhao Hai with a look of disdain. He snorted,âJunior Brother, if you admit defeat, Iâll let you go and not injure you. What do you think?â
Zhao Hai looked at that person with interest. He acknowledged that this personâs strength wasnât bad. According to the cultivatorâs District, he was a spirit division expert, and a relatively high level one at that. However, according to the cultivation worldâs words, he was a spirit refining expert, but he was about to advance to the foundation building stage. Such a person could indeed be considered a small expert among the outer sect disciples.
Zhao Hai smiled at the white-robed cultivator. &Quot; âSenior brother, the competition is a test of a cultivatorâs cultivation. Victory or defeat is not that important. Since Iâve come to participate in this competition, I will have to compete. Senior brother, please take action.â
When the cultivator heard Zhao Haiâs words, he couldnât help but sneer, â âYouâre overestimating your abilities with your flowery words!â With that, he waved his hand and a fan appeared in his hand. Then, he formed a hand seal and said in a deep voice, â âSwish!â With that said, he waved his fan forward, and a Green Wind blade came slashing at Zhao Hai.
Although it looked like an ordinary wind blade, it was extremely fast. Moreover, the wind blade was so green that it was almost solid. This kind of attack was definitely not something an ordinary wind blade could compare to.
Zhao Haiâs figure moved and he flew into the air. At the same time, he waved his hand and thousands of flying swords appeared around him. In an instant, the starry myriad transformation sword formation appeared around Zhao Hai.
This time, Zhao Haiâs star myriad transformation sword formation was not a three-dimensional sword formation, nor was it infused with the power of faith. Moreover, there were only 1000 of them. Even so, his star myriad transformation sword formation was already very powerful.
Just as Zhao Hai finished setting up his sword formation, he felt a gust of wind. He turned around and found that it was the wind blades that had attacked him earlier. Now, they had turned around and were attacking him again at an extremely fast speed.
However, now that Zhao Haiâs sword formation was complete, he didnât have to worry about anything. As soon as the wind blades entered the range of the sword formation, they were blocked by the flying swords. After a few clangs, the wind blades were all blocked by the flying swords.
However, the wind blades didnât stop because of this. They curved around and attacked Zhao Hai again. These wind blades could actually track him.
Unfortunately, Zhao Haiâs star myriad transformation sword formation was not to be trifled with. The wind blades were unable to break through Zhao Haiâs sword formation. At this moment, the white-robed cultivator also reacted. He looked at Zhao Hai and snorted coldly. He waved the fan in his hand, and more wind blades flew out from the fan and attacked Zhao Hai.
The magic weapon used by the cultivator in white was called the flowing wind fan. It was a very powerful magic weapon that could constantly shoot out wind blades. These wind blades were very fast and had strong attack power. They could automatically track the target without the control of his spiritual sense. It was a very powerful magic weapon among low-level cultivators. It was precisely because of this cross-current fan that the white-robed cultivator could be so arrogant.
Zhao Hai had already tested it out. The wind blades that shot out from the fan were as powerful as a casual attack from a soul-splitting stage powerhouse.
However, Zhao Hai didnât take it to heart. An attack like this was useless to him. He was already controlling the power of the flying sword. If the flying sword were to unleash its full power, the white-robed cultivator would have been defeated long ago.
The white-robed cultivator attacked Zhao Hai dozens of times. There were already hundreds of wind blades surrounding Zhao Hai, but they still couldnât break through Zhao Haiâs sword array. More than 20 minutes had passed. If this continued, it would take an hour. The white-robed cultivator naturally didnât want that to happen. He turned his hand and a gourd-like Dharma artifact appeared in his hand. He looked at the gourd Dharma artifact with a pained expression, Then, he turned to look at Zhao Hai. With a fierce expression, he gritted his teeth and gently shook the gourd.âWhen the yellow sand is washed away, the Golden sand appears, and the golden light covers the sun. Hum!â After saying that, he pointed the gourd at Zhao Hai.
A large amount of golden sand suddenly flew out of the gourd and headed straight for Zhao Hai. When Zhao Hai saw this, his expression changed slightly. Then, he formed a hand seal and shouted, â âMyriad changes of the stars, change of the star, hum!â With Zhao Haiâs sword formation as the center, a dazzling golden light burst out. The golden light was extremely bright, as if Zhao Hai had become a small sun. Everyoneâs eyes hurt, and they couldnât help but scream and close their eyes.
However, the golden light only flickered for a moment before it disappeared. After a while, the cultivators âeyes returned to normal. However, just as their eyes became abnormal, they also used their own spiritual power to notice the battle between Zhao Hai and the white-robed cultivator. The white-robed cultivator had lost.
Although his golden sand was very powerful, it was blocked by the stellar transformation of Zhao Haiâs myriad stellar transformation sword array. Moreover, Zhao Hai had pointed the tip of his flying sword at the white-robed cultivatorâs neck when he saw that the cultivatorâs eyes had been blinded and he was in a daze, ready to take his life at any time.
By the time the white-robed cultivator realized what had happened, he found that Zhao Haiâs flying sword was already at his throat. His expression changed and he looked at Zhao Hai with a ferocious expression. He had never thought that he would lose. He had made sufficient preparations for this competition. Not only had he spent a lot of money to ask Zhao Hai to make a magic tool like the flowing wind fan, but he had also taken a great risk to make this golden sand gourd. He had thought that he would be able to successfully advance to the inner sect disciple level this time. However, he had not expected to be defeated by Zhao Hai in the first round. How could he accept this?
However, the judging elder didnât care so much. Even if he wanted to help the white-robed cultivator, he couldnât cheat in front of so many people, so he could only say loudly, â âZhao Hai wins this round.â After hearing the judgeâs words, Zhao Hai kept his flying sword and bowed to the white-robed cultivator. He returned to his seat and closed his eyes.
The white-robed cultivator glared at Zhao Hai. If eyes could spew fire and kill, Zhao Hai would have been reduced to ashes by now.
Zhao Hai also noticed the look in his eyes, but he didnât take it seriously. He had been ruthlessly attacked by others many times, so he didnât care about this time. To be exact, he wasnât afraid of that person. If that cultivator really came to find trouble with him, he wouldnât hesitate to kill that guy.
Every year, the black Tiger Gang lost countless service and outer disciples. Even some inner disciples would go missing from time to time. Therefore, Zhao Hai was not afraid of killing people. As long as he was not caught on the spot, it would be fine.