Then, two beams of light shone down from the sky, landing on the two prodigies, Left Fifty and Right Fifty.

They were instantly teleported into the arena.

Their eyes met, and they bowed slightly with cupped fists. Without any unnecessary chatter, the battle began immediately.

Both displayed their techniques, causing the space to rumble as their Daos were revealed.

Techniques collided wantonly within the arena, and as both gave it their all, the fight grew incredibly intense.

One of them had comprehended the Water Dao, while the other had comprehended the Wind Dao.

Wind and water intersected, forming a Tornado Storm that raged wildly throughout the arena.

The arena's light barrier formation was incredibly sturdy; no matter how they fought, it remained immovable.

Since their rankings and strengths were similar, the fight was all the more intense and spectacular.

Outsiders found it spectacular, especially the followers, who were all dazzled by what they saw.

As Heavenly Venerables, having the opportunity to watch Dao Venerables fight with full force at such close range, without any risk to their lives, was an incredibly rare opportunity.

They had come here precisely to watch the matches; often, they could glean many useful insights from the battles between Dao Venerables.

Chapter 2779: What Exactly Is the Purpose?

Lin Moyu watched the fight, feeling slightly listless.

Although the prodigies were strong and ranked among the best in their own realm, no matter how strong they were, they were still only at the Dao Venerable 1st Realm.

For Lin Moyu, he had seen too many Dao Venerable 1st Realm cultivators, and had killed quite a few as well.

A battle of this level really couldn't pique his interest.

However, Lin Moyu continued to watch, hoping to see some eye-catching moments.

His expression was observed by Xiahou Yuan, "As expected, the prodigies of the mere Dao Venerable 1st Realm mean nothing in his eyes."

Xiahou Yuan felt that if Lin Moyu wanted to kill these Dao Venerable 1st Realm prodigies, it probably wouldn't be difficult.

For a moment, he couldn't gauge where Lin Moyu's upper limit of strength lay.

Since Lin Moyu could be favored by those beings, it was clear that his strength was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Perhaps his true combat power is far higher than imagined."

After lasting several minutes, the first major battle finally reached a conclusion.

In the end, the prodigy from the left side, ranked fifty, had the slight upper hand, winning by a narrow margin.

The two were teleported back to their seats, and the light upon them changed; the winner remained enveloped in light, while the light on the loser vanished.

Losing the light meant he was eliminated and had lost the qualification to continue challenging.

However, these lower-ranked prodigies were also clear that they had only come to accompany the main players.

They were not the true protagonists; they mostly treated the Heavenly Pride Tournament as a training experience.

Regardless of which Heavenly Pride Tournament it was, true glory belonged only to the top ten.

And the top ten basically all came from the nine top factions of the Southern Continent, plus the Lufeng Chamber of Commerce in Shang City.

It was difficult for other factions to squeeze in, which also indirectly confirmed the power of the nine top factions.

This time was no different; the only prodigy who did not belong to the nine top factions was eventually pushed out by Lu Fengyao.

The top ten still belonged to them.

The seats in the top ten were hard to shake, much like the established landscape of the Southern Continent, which was difficult to change.

The matches continued one after another, and all the participating prodigies displayed their full capabilities; these brief moments were their time to shine with dazzling light.

They were not just showcasing themselves, but also proving themselves.

They were prodigies; although their backgrounds varied, their talent was beyond doubt.

Who could say whose future achievements would be higher or lower?

Just because I am not as good as you now doesn't mean I won't be in the future.

Even when facing the prodigies of those top factions, they dared to challenge them, to see who could go further in the future.

Lin Moyu watched the matches, finding that the results were mostly in line with their rankings, with only occasional surprises.

"After the tournament began, the ranking order was adjusted twice based on everyone's comprehension and Dao Heart."

"Actually, the strength of each party has basically been determined, and the gap in strength between adjacent rankings is very small."

"When the challenge phase ends, someone will inevitably challenge me, so which one should I choose?"

Lin Moyu pondered which person would be more suitable for him.

Ninety people, forty-five matches, finally concluded after lasting a full day.

All those eliminated lost their light and became dim.

Some people showed annoyance on their faces, and even some unwillingness.

However, most of the prodigies still had a firm Dao Heart and would not be defeated by a small failure.

They had their own ambitions for the future, and failure would only be a stepping stone on their path to success.

Of the forty-five battles, only the last one piqued Lin Moyu's interest slightly.

This match was between Ye Xuan from the Jue Tian Sect and Feiyun from Cloud City.

Ye Xuan was originally ranked tenth, but was later pushed down by Lu Fengyao, moving his seat to Left Six, ranked eleventh.

He was also the only prodigy in this round at the Dao Venerate Second Realm.

This battle was nearly a crushing victory; Ye Xuan completely suppressed Feiyun.

If it weren't for Ye Xuan holding back, Feiyun would have been in a sorry state.

After the match, Feiyun also bowed to Ye Xuan to express his gratitude.

Prodigies indeed have the strength to fight across realms, but that depends on who the opponent is.

If the opponent is also a prodigy, then there is no such thing as fighting across realms.

Lin Moyu watched this match and discovered that the techniques Ye Xuan displayed were grand and imposing, revealing an unusual aura that was different from the Jue Tian Sect techniques he knew.

"This Ye Xuan must have had another fortuitous encounter and obtained an extraordinary inheritance."

Lin Moyu thought to himself, feeling that his judgment was nine times out of ten correct.

With the match between Ye Xuan and Feiyun concluded, the first round of forty-five battles also came to an end.

The forty-five winners of the first round would proceed to the second round of battles.

The second round would still follow the closest ranking pairs for duels.

Because it was an odd number, Ye Xuan, who had the highest ranking, would get a bye, and he would get two byes.

The remaining forty-four people would continue to fight.

Twenty-two people would emerge victorious in the second round, followed by the third round.

In the third round, the twenty-two people would continue to fight to determine eleven winners.

In the fourth round, Ye Xuan would join in, making a total of twelve people fighting, eventually resulting in six winners.

These six people would join the top ten to form the top sixteen.

Starting from the fifth round, it would be the exciting part of this tournament: sixteen people would duel in pairs to determine the top eight, top four, and even the final champion.

Finally, Lu Lian would perform calculations, and based on the results each person achieved, determine who would earn the title of Strongest Prodigy.

The whole process was very fair; the Heavenly Pride Tournament had been held countless times, and no one had ever doubted its fairness.

The title of Strongest Prodigy was always bestowed in a way that left everyone convinced.

Lin Moyu watched the matches, his brows slightly furrowed.

"I seem to sense the flow of Luck."

He secretly used the Luck Explosion Technique.

Although the Luck Explosion Technique could not view Luck itself, it could see everyone's fortune; if Luck declined, fortune would also decline accordingly.

He discovered that the fortune of these losers had all dropped below 50, while the fortune values of those who won were basically all above 60.

The two people currently fighting in the arena both happened to have a fortune value of 61.

After observing for a while, when the battle ended and the two determined a winner, the fortune values changed at this moment.

The winner's fortune reached 68, while the loser's fortune dropped directly to 48.

This showed that the winner's Luck had increased, while the loser's Luck had correspondingly weakened.

"A portion of the loser's Luck went to the winner."

"Then the Luck kept accumulating, and in the end, all this increased Luck would be concentrated on the final winner."

"The Luck obtained by the Strongest Prodigy comes from every prodigy here; every prodigy contributes a portion of their Luck, like trickling streams converging into a river, gifted to the Strongest Prodigy."

"A prodigy's Luck is originally stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Although the Luck shared by each prodigy is not much, when added together, the quantity is somewhat astonishing."

"At least for a period of time in the future, whoever obtains the title of Strongest Prodigy will have smooth sailing in their cultivation and may even obtain many fortuitous encounters."

"If it were only to speed up cultivation, the title of Strongest Prodigy wouldn't be very useful, so what exactly is the purpose?"

Chapter 2780: My Summoning Technique Is More Than This

Xiahou Yuan looked at Lin Moyu, "What on earth is the little guy thinking? Nodding one moment and shaking his head the next, he's not even watching the match anymore."

Lin Moyu's behavior at this moment was somewhat strange; he closed his eyes in contemplation, seemingly no longer interested in the match, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Through his own analysis, Lin Moyu guessed that the title of Strongest Prodigy obtained a large amount of Luck, and there must be other purposes.

As for what the purpose was, this was something he couldn't guess.

However, some interest had arisen in Lin Moyu's heart; what was hidden behind the Heavenly Pride Tournament?

Moreover, the Heavenly Pride Tournament had been held so many times, and every single time it was in Shang City, not even changing the location, which also seemed strange.

The stranger it was, the greater the secret hidden behind it, and this secret was related to Shang City.

If there were no secrets, the Heavenly Pride Tournament could easily be held in the Southern Continent, which would be safer.

The Eastern Continent was inherently a place of trouble; not only did one have to face other races, but also the Dongling Empire in the shadows.

Such an unsafe place was actually not suitable for holding any Heavenly Pride Tournament.

Lin Moyu thought for a long time but couldn't guess the secret hidden behind the tournament.

He glanced at Xiahou Yuan; in fact, he could just ask directly, as Xiahou Yuan certainly knew.

But after thinking about it, Lin Moyu decided not to ask, "What is meant for me will naturally be mine, and what is not, I need not force."

"I might as well watch the match in peace; although it's a bit boring, I'll just treat it as a show."

Lin Moyu shook his head lightly, seemingly mocking himself for overthinking, and returned to watching the match in peace.

Half a day later, the second round of battles concluded.

There was almost no suspense in the results; the outcomes were basically in line with the rankings, with only three people achieving an upset.

Among them, that arrogant Zhong Ao actually succeeded in an upset, defeating an opponent two spots above him.

However, Zhong Ao had reached his limit; his next opponent would be someone he couldn't handle.

After defeating his opponent, Zhong Ao actually looked towards Lin Moyu, his eyes filled with a Taunt.

Lin Moyu frowned slightly and didn't pay any attention to him.

He was not an opponent of his own choosing, and neither Zhong Ao's techniques nor his personality were suitable for his own performance.

After a short rest, the third round of battles began, with twenty-two people participating.

By now, the gap in combat power had begun to appear, and the progress of the battles became faster and faster.

Several battles ended in almost a crushing manner, lasting less than a minute from start to finish.

The eleven matches were resolved in just half an hour.

Subsequently, Ye Xuan, who had the bye, joined the battles.

Ye Xuan remained strong, continuing to win with a crushing momentum.

His techniques remained grand and imposing, possessing an indescribable aura that made him stand out.

The fourth round took less than twenty minutes to reach a result, with six people ultimately emerging victorious.

These six people would compete against the ten people in the top ten rankings.

Because the tournament did not consider the subsequent rankings and was only to determine who the Strongest Prodigy was, there was no need to consider whether their opponents in the previous matches were absolutely fair.

If absolute fairness were to be pursued, these hundred people should have engaged in a gauntlet, competing in the form of a points tournament.

There was absolutely no need to do so; true powerhouses never pick the environment or the rules.

Xiahou Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again, "Before the final battles begin, a special challenge will be held."

"Any prodigy at the Dao Venerable 1st Realm who wishes to challenge Lin Moyu may stand up."

"However, who is ultimately chosen will be decided by Lin Moyu himself."