Chapter 3768 Jin Meier Wins

Half a day passed, and Ye Bufan completely helped Situ Dianmo stabilize her Foundation, which was the power of Chaotic Immortal Essence.

Feeling that the time was right, Ye Bufan had her take three Blood Lotus Pills in a row, and then absorb and refine them again.

The two continued to use Dual Cultivation Cultivation Technique, which was the Heaven-Defying aspect of the Chaos Cultivation Technique.

Chaos gives birth to all things; Chaotic Immortal Essence is not exclusive with any Cultivation Technique and can benefit each other.

Half an hour later, Situ Dianmo's Immortal Essence instantly erupted, breaking through the Bottleneck of Immortal Lord Middle Stage and reaching Immortal Lord Late Stage.

Ye Bufan nodded with satisfaction; so far, everything had gone incredibly smoothly.

Jin Meier, Xuan Yuan Linglong, and Situ Dianmo had all significantly increased their strength, and there was no problem for them to cope with the next round of competition.

The only weaker one now was Leng Qingqiu, but there was no way around it; the Seal of the First Sword God could only be broken by improving her own strength.

After finishing their Cultivation, when the three returned to the inn, it was already the morning of the second day, just before the competition began.

The grand training ground in Yuangu City became livelier day by day as the competition progressed, and more and more people came to watch.

The reason was simple: the later the stages, the more exciting the competition.

On the viewing platform, Elders from various Sects were all present, and the participating Disciples below also took their positions.

As for the arena locations, the ten arenas from yesterday had been replaced by five today, and the competition would still proceed in five rounds.

According to yesterday's drawing order, Ye Bufan's match against Xu Shengye was scheduled for the last round.

The remaining few were also evenly distributed: Jin Meier would fight Xu Zhan of the Overlord Blade Faction in the first round.

Xuan Yuan Linglong would fight Yan Yunyi of the Yan Family in the second round.

Situ Dianmo would fight Han Junchi of the Han Family in the third round.

Leng Qingqiu would fight Li Qianying of the Phantom Shadow Sword Sect in the fourth round.

After this round of competition, half of the remaining fifty people would be eliminated again, leaving twenty-five.

Wu Huo Daojun, without any delay, directly announced the start of today's competition.

The ten participants leaped onto the stage, and Jin Meier's sexy and fiery figure, coupled with her red hair and domineering aura, immediately became the focus of the entire competition as soon as she stepped onto the stage.

On the other side, Xu Zhan of the Overlord Blade Faction was a burly man with a full Big Beard, holding a two-meter-long great saber.

The Overlord Blade Faction was originally known for its domineering Cultivation Technique and wild saber techniques, but for some reason, compared to the two, his domineering aura seemed to be much weaker.

All five arenas were ready, and looking around, among the ten people present, besides those from the Three Sects, Five Factions, and Seven Great Families, Jin Meier was the only Disciple remaining from a small Sect.

Seeing this result, the crowd immediately began to discuss.

“The Lingyun Sword Sect is truly impressive; they still have five Disciples, and not a single one has been eliminated yet…”

“What’s so impressive? They were just lucky before. I think, except for Leng Qingqiu, everyone else got this far by luck…”

“Luck is useless in the face of absolute strength. Now they’ve finally reached the end of the road…”

The vast majority of people present did not favor Jin Meier, as she came from Dile Heaven and an obscure small Sect.

Her opponent, Xu Zhan, on the other hand, was from the Overlord Blade Faction, one of the Five Factions known for its formidable strength.

On the viewing platform, Wu Huo Daojun smiled and looked at the two Elders beside him: “Elders, how do you view the outcome of this Lingyun Sword Sect match?”

Fairy Chixia's tone was firm: “Is there even a question? Although that Little girl has some skill, at most she’s at Immortal King Peak, and absolutely cannot be an Immortal Lord’s opponent.”

Ouyang Pingjiang nodded along: “This old man thinks so too. I estimate the Little girl won’t even last one move.”

He said this not to belittle Jin Meier; he had seen her previous matches and was simply stating the facts.

How could an Immortal King Peak compare to an Immortal Lord, especially when Xu Zhan was also from one of the Five Great Factions?

“I don’t think it’s so easy to say.”

Wu Huo Daojun looked at Jin Meier with interest, “The Immortal Artifact on that Little girl, which conceals her Cultivation, I wonder who crafted it; it has some tricks to it.

If I didn't forcefully break through it, I really wouldn't be able to see how strong her actual strength is.”

He was an Immortal Venerable level expert; if he went all out, he could completely bypass the concealing Immortal Artifact with his powerful Divine Sense.

However, doing so openly in front of everyone was clearly impossible, so he didn't fully grasp her Cultivation.

Fairy Chixia said: “A Sect from a small place is just trying to be mysterious; how strong can they really be?!”

Ouyang Pingjiang nodded slightly, clearly agreeing with this statement.

While the three were speaking, their expressions suddenly changed.

Especially Fairy Chixia and Ouyang Pingjiang, their faces were filled with shock.

On the arena, Jin Meier unleashed just one punch, sending Xu Zhan flying off the stage.

The crowd below, after a brief silence, erupted instantly; no one had expected such a result. Xu Zhan, from the Overlord Blade Faction, an Immortal Lord Early Stage expert, was rumored to be close to breaking through to Immortal Lord Middle Stage.

Although the odds for Jin Meier had already reached 1:15, countless people still placed their Immortal Crystals on him.

The reason was simple: this was a trust in the Three Sects, Five Factions, and Seven Great Families; a Disciple from a small Sect would normally never win.

Cases like Leng Qingqiu, who defeated her opponent with her extraordinary Dao of Sword mastery, were exceedingly rare.

Many even speculated before the match that it would end in one move, and the outcome would be clear very quickly.

As it turned out, they guessed the beginning but not the end; they guessed it would end in one move, but they didn't guess that Jin Meier would win and Xu Zhan would lose.

Even Xu Zhan himself was confused; the match had just begun, and before he could even make a move, he was sent flying off the stage by a single punch.

“Oh my goodness, this Red-haired woman is too strong, isn’t she? Is she also an Immortal Lord?”

“A sneak attack! I dare say this was absolutely a sneak attack! If it were a fair fight, that woman would definitely not be his match…”

“My goodness, the Lingyun Sword Sect won again, and they’ve actually entered the third round…”

Some of these people were excited, some were annoyed, and some were discussing animatedly.

Wu Huo Daojun stroked his beard, a smile on his face.

“How about that? Didn’t I tell you? This Little girl is truly extraordinary.”

“How is this possible?”

Ouyang Pingjiang shook his head repeatedly, his face filled with disbelief.

Although an Immortal Lord level expert was nothing to him, the opponent was under a thousand years old and from a small Sect he had never heard of.

Most importantly, the opponent was also from the Prehistoric Race.

“What a pity, what a great pity!

This Little girl is from the Prehistoric Race and is not suitable for my Sect’s Cultivation Technique, otherwise I would definitely take her in.”

Amidst his shock, he shook his head repeatedly, his face full of regret.

The competition continued and ended approximately an hour later.

Aside from Jin Meier creating a miracle, the rest of the matches were uneventful.

This was normal; the Dao of Cultivation ultimately depended on strength, and cases of dark horses achieving Heaven-Defying comebacks were rare.

Wu Huo Daojun announced the results of the first round, moving on to the second round.

Ten Disciples ascended the arena, and the previously quiet scene erupted once again.

The reason was simple: the elegant first Genius, Dongfang Daoyuan, stood on the arena.