Chapter Fifty-Four: Almost Exposed

  "Hahaha... Number one, not bad! Doesn't this mean I'll definitely get first place?" Mo Wu Xiang said loudly, the number he drew was indeed number one, meaning he would be competing against number ten.

  "Since Mo Xiong has already drawn one, then Ben Taizi should also come and draw one." Jin Yu also casually waved his hand, and the true yuan was activated along with the gesture, shattering one of the jade slips and emitting a lot of smoke. Slowly, it condensed into a large "two" character.

  "It's number two, huh? Mo Xiong, it seems that in the first round, I won't be able to fight you!" Jin Yu said with a disappointed face.

  "You want to fight me? Are you my opponent? If you have the ability, don't transform into your true form and run away!" Mo Wu Xiang sneered. He had fought Jin Yu many times before, and every time, Jin Yu would flee. Jin Yu's true form was a Golden Winged Peng, which Mo Wu Xiang couldn't catch up to.

  "Hmph... Last time in the ruins, if I wasn't injured, could you have beaten me?" Jin Yu said angrily.

  "Hmph! Flat hair, losing is just losing, what's there to say?" Mo Wu Xiang shouted carelessly.

  "How dare you call me a birdman? Are you looking for death?" Jin Yu's true yuan surged throughout his body, with an air of wanting to take action.

  "Come on then, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it!" Mo Wu Xiang said as he also prepared to make his move.

  "Wait, this is the trial stage. You can still fight after you meet on the stage!" This was the Swordless Sect, Jian Wucheng advised, he was very familiar with these two people, and they often sparred together, each time it was basically a draw, of course, none of them used their full strength, so this time if the three of them were to meet, it would be a test of who had hidden their skills deeper.

  "Hmph!" "Hmph!" The two of them hummed in unison, glaring at each other with malice, but still dispersed the true yuan's condensation.

  Lu Yu Feng was also a black line, these two people, one was the young master of Tian Mo Sect, and the other was the prince of Yao Jun Palace, both were the top-notch talents of the world, but unexpectedly they had a street rogue attitude.

  "I'll come too." Qi Ziyun also shot out a true yuan, and the number he drew was "six".

  After Qi Ziyun drew his number, the people behind him successively shot out their true yuan and selected their own numbers. The final result was:

  Number One Tianmo Gate Mo Wu VS Number Ten Lian Shi Sect Wu Yang

  Second Young Master Yao's Golden Feather Counterattacks Ninth Young Master Dun Jia Men's Void

  Cloud No. 3 vs. Five Elements Sect's Fire Crazy at Eight

  Fourth Sword of the Imperial Sword Gate: Jian Wuchen vs Seventh Heavenly Water Gate: Yu Rou

  Wu Hao Fu Zong Ma Bo vs Liu Hao Yao Wang Gu Qizi Yun

  The draw for the competition has been completed, and everyone has found their opponent. Some are happy, some are worried, but of course, no one is afraid. The people standing here are all elites among elites, each person is full of confidence in themselves, and facing their opponents, they all have the confidence to defeat them.

  "The numbers have been drawn, the rest is up to you, follow the order and proceed on your own. The trial will begin tomorrow, everyone can withdraw for now!" The ethereal voice came again.

  "Flat hair, you must win, I'm still waiting to collect you!" Mo Wu said proudly to Jin Yu.

  "You'd better take care of yourself! Do you think the Corpse Refining Sect's Coffin Opening Skill is that easy to deal with?" Jin Yu said coldly.

  "Well then, see you all tomorrow!" Jian Wuchen said to the remaining nine people, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared from sight.

  "Tomorrow, that's the real showdown!" Lu Yufeng was eagerly looking forward to tomorrow's battle. Although he wasn't participating himself, being able to witness the strongest level of the younger generation made it worth coming. Lu Yufeng got up and headed towards the resting area for scattered cultivators, which was specially arranged by the Yu Jian Men, showcasing their hospitality.

  "Wait for this Taoist friend!" Lu Yufeng heard a shout from behind, and his heart was shocked. He secretly called out that he was in trouble.

  "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?" Lu Yufeng said to the approaching person. The one who called out to Lu Yufeng was none other than his senior brother Feng Chen. When Lu Yufeng arrived, he had already used his natural powers to change his appearance, and he believed that no one could recognize him, but he didn't know why Feng Chen had stopped him.

  "Oh, never mind. I just saw the figure and back of this fellow Daoist, which resembles my junior brother a bit. I thought it was him, sorry for disturbing you." Fengchen took his leave after realizing it wasn't his junior brother.

  "Hehe... nothing!" Lu Yufeng turned around, feeling a bit frightened as he thought to himself that even he didn't know why he wanted to sneak away from the others to watch the trial.

  Lu Yu Feng returned to the resting area, and the Sword Sect really didn't disappoint. They had prepared a separate room for each person. Considering that there were many people who came to participate in the trial or watch, the fact that they had prepared one room per person showed just how deep the Sword Sect's foundation was.

  Lu Yu Feng sat down cross-legged, starting to meditate. He had just stabilized his cultivation at the middle stage of Hua Yuan, and although a short period of cultivation couldn't allow him to break through, Lu Yu Feng would never waste any time that could be used for cultivation. The Lu Yu Feng who had transmigrated here deeply understood one principle: fall behind and you'll get beaten!

  Once, Lu Yu Feng had a strong ambition to make a stir in the world and be an era's trendsetter. Today, after seeing these geniuses, although Lu Yu Feng felt somewhat disheartened, he would not give up. He believed that he once stood at the peak of that world, known as the "King of Soldiers", and in this world, he could do it again!

  One night without words, the next morning, Lu Yufeng woke up and headed towards the trial platform. He saw that everyone had arrived early, scrambling for a spot closer to the platform. However, Lu Yufeng didn't get too close, knowing that today's trial would be an intense battle between strong opponents. If he got too close, he might get caught in the crossfire and suffer unnecessary consequences. Since he could see clearly from a distance, why bother getting so close? Lu Yufeng walked to a slightly farther location, sat down with his legs crossed, and waited for the trial to begin.

  Before long, two people appeared on the trial platform, who were Mo Wu Xiang of Tian Mo Men and Wu Yang of Lian Shi Zong.

  Mo Wu Xiang was fine, carrying a long spear on his back. But Wu Yang's entrance was somewhat frightening, with one hand supporting a dark coffin, slowly walking up. Every member of the Corpse Refining Sect had a coffin, but this coffin wasn't an ordinary one - it was a magical artifact, something that people from the Corpse Refining Sect must have.

  "Hahaha... Wu Yang, have you even prepared your own coffin? Don't worry, I won't take your life!" Mo Wuxiang knew the customs of the Corpse Refining Sect, but still couldn't help teasing him.

  "Mu Wu Xiang, this is specially prepared for you. After I've killed you, this will be your new home. I'll refine you into my undead servant!" Wu Yang said.

  This is obviously a bit unrealistic, without mentioning whether he can kill Mo Wu Xiang or not, just based on Mo Wu Xiang's identity as the Young Master of Tian Mo Gate, Wu Yang's idea cannot be realized.

  "I heard that most of your kind are dominated by the demon tribe, fortunately you didn't run into Jin Yu, that birdman, otherwise he would have torn you apart alive." Mo Wu Xiang said with a faint smile.

  "Hahaha...the flesh of the Demon Gate, we've dug up quite a few too. What do you plan to do?" Wu Yang looked at Mo Wuxiang and said sarcastically.

  "What am I going to do? I'm going to kill you!" Mo Wuxiang raised his long spear and charged at Wu Yang.

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