"Officer, what kind of news is worth transmitting with thirty-six true yuan stones? Is it a battle report from the front lines?" The young man who spoke came from a military family and in his opinion, only war reports from Tianyun Country were worth spending tens of thousands of taels of gold to transmit, after all, the outcome of a war could determine the fate of a nation and its dynasty.
The middle-aged instructor shook his head and said: "Even if it's a frontline war report, we wouldn't use the Transmission Array. The Seven Xuanwu Sect doesn't have an obligation to serve as messengers for Tianyun Country."
The transmission distance of tens of thousands of miles of the phonetic formation method is not something that can be made simple, and the imperial palace of Tianyun Country cannot configure it.
"What message is being conveyed?" The eyes of these young men and women were filled with curiosity, they are at an age where their curiosity is extremely strong.
"The news of General Wu's victory will be transmitted tonight," replied the middle-aged instructor.
"Hmm, what about the Seven Absolute Sect?" Most of the disciples looked puzzled, ordinary people rarely came into contact with such a high level, in fact, even the Seven Absolute Valley behind the Seven Absolute Sect was a vague concept to them, they were not clear how strong the Seven Absolute Valley was.
"The Seven Mystical Valleys' General Assembly of Martial Arts, where geniuses from all countries gather to compete and determine the highest rank." Although the middle-aged instructor knew that explaining this to these disciples was pointless, he still patiently explained.
"Oh? All the geniuses from various countries are gathering?" A young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, he had gotten first place in this assessment and was the new champion, named Hua Yu. Hua Yu himself also came from a large family and at just 15 years old had already reached the level of practicing Qi refinement, his strength was quite good. The middle-aged instructor's mention of all the geniuses from various countries gathering made Hua Yu extremely excited and eager for battle, "Instructor, when can I participate? What ranking can I achieve?"
The middle-aged instructor listened and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "You can't go..."
"Why?" Hua Yu felt a blow, the new champion of the Seven Xuanwu Prefecture. He could be considered one of the most talented young martial artists in Tianyun Country for half a year, and yet he couldn't go?
The middle-aged instructor felt a sense of emotion in his heart, this young man was only a fourth-grade upper-tier talent, unless he was as stunning as Ling Sen or Lin Ming, otherwise it would be impossible for him to reach the level of the main sect...
He didn't want to crush the young man's confidence, so he changed his tone and said, "Have you seen that man in fancy clothes waiting beside the transmission array?"
"Huh? I saw it." Huayu turned his head around. Indeed, he saw a man in Chinese attire. He had been sitting on the red wooden chair beside the altar, looking somewhat anxious between his eyebrows.
"He is the Crown Prince of the current dynasty, and the news from the General Assembly of Wu would normally arrive at night, but he has been waiting here since noon. Do you know what this means?"
"What? The Crown Prince!?"
"Your Highness! He is the Crown Prince of this dynasty!"
One by one, the young men and women grew up with their mouths agape. Their eyes were filled with an expression of incredulity, for ordinary people, the prince was a legendary figure.
The message will only be passed on tonight. The prince is waiting here now, and at the cost of thirty-six pure true yuan stones, all of which remind everyone how important this news is!
That also means that this unknown Grandmaster Wu has an extraordinary significance!
The middle-aged martial artist let out a sigh, who wouldn't envy those proud sons of heaven who could perform on such a grand stage, facing countless geniuses of the same level. That was truly a vast stage, and those geniuses, any one of whom they casually brought out, were all piled up with true yuan stones!
"You understand now, this martial arts conference is much grander than you think. Talents from many countries and families, including the Seven Profound Valleys' geniuses, have all gathered here. You want to stand on that stage? It's simply impossible! Not just for you, even core disciples of the Martial Manor with lower or middle five-element talents may not necessarily have a chance,"
"Are you saying that even those with middle five-grade innate talents don't have a chance?" Huayu was stunned, and nothing could be more direct than this sentence. He himself only had upper four-grade innate talent, while those with five-grade innate talent were considered gods in his eyes, with only one appearing every ten years in the entire Tianyun country.
"But... since this competition has such a great influence, why haven't we ever heard of it?" Huayu's question was also the doubt of the new students present. Such a grand competition, how come nobody paid attention to it before?
The middle-aged instructor said, "That's because for so many years, this grand tournament has had nothing to do with our Tianyun Country. Every three years, the Seven Xuanwu Factions would send five people to participate in the competition, but at least four of these five people came from the four major martial arts families surrounding Tianyun Country. Many times, all five people were from the four major martial arts families, leaving no room for us."
"I just said that even a five-product middle talent may not necessarily be able to participate in this grand competition, that's in other countries, other families, our Tianyun country's five-product genius, about ten years will produce one, and there is still a great opportunity to participate, but..."
The middle-aged instructor said, pausing for a moment, shaking his head constantly. "It's just this one quota, but even the Mountain Gate couldn't get through, and was eliminated in the preliminary round. In the past few years, the four major martial arts families had an outsider disciple named Mu Yinzhao who made it into the top 100. That was the most prominent appearance of our Qixing Martial Mansion, but it was just the mansion showing its face, the four families showing their faces, and has nothing to do with our Tianyun Country."
A family member won't only have one surname, a child's surname follows their father. If it's a daughter who marries someone else, the children born will follow that person's surname. Mu Yin Zuo having such talent is actually due to his father's influence, but in fact, his father was a wandering martial artist and not a citizen of Tianyun Nation.
An outsider will always be inferior to a family member by blood, and even Mu Yin Zuo cannot be considered one of the four major families.
"Killing a hundred is just showing one's face? With so many geniuses in our Tianyun country, can't we even kill a hundred? How many countries are participating in the General Assembly of Martial Arts?"
"It's not a matter of the country, but my Tianyun Country is far inferior to those ancient families and sects. Take the Seven Mysteries Valley Sect for example, their disciples at your age, even if they reached the peak of Easy Tendon, would only be considered ordinary."
"Huh......" Hua Yu's eyes widened, he was not even sixteen years old, and his cultivation in the middle of the Refining Organs stage was already very good, the clan leader had also praised him, but... a fifteen-year-old who had reached the peak of the Easy Tendon stage? What kind of concept was that? And this could only be considered ordinary? Was it true or false?
The middle-aged instructor sighed, "It's embarrassing to say it out loud. The last time a native of Tianyun Country broke into the top hundred was fifty or sixty years ago, and even entering the mountain gate was fifteen years ago. This is not only a shame for Tianyun Country, but also for our Qixing Wu Fu! As an instructor of a native martial arts school in Tianyun Country, I feel ashamed to bring it up at the General Assembly of Martial Arts."
As they spoke, they had already arrived at the Ranking Stone. Looking up, the towering Ranking Stone was densely packed with names, all of whom were geniuses from the Seven Xuanwu Factions of Tianyun Nation.
The names with higher rankings have larger fonts, and there is only one name in the first row - Lin Ming.
Right behind Lin Ming, are Ling Sen and Tuo Ku. In another half a month, these three names will be removed from here. Ling Sen and Tuo Ku will face graduation, while Lin Ming will be selected as the core disciple...
Thinking of this, the middle-aged instructor felt a bit melancholic. Lin Ming used to be his student and was also the most outstanding student he had ever taught in his life, even though he only taught him for a few days.
Lin Ming is Lin Ming!
"So excited, I saw my idol's name ranked first!"
"By the way, Commander Hong, didn't Lord Lin Ming attend this Grand Sect Meeting?"
Lin Ming's name was like thunder in the ears of young warriors, and these young men and women couldn't help but ask this question.
"I'll participate! Of course I'll participate!"
Hong Xi took a deep breath, and his eyes, which had been somewhat dim, suddenly shone with a bright light.
"Can Lin Ming advance into the top 100?" a girl asked softly.
"He'll definitely make it in! He won't just make it into the top 100, but also the top 50, and even the top 30!" Hong Xi unconsciously clenched his fists, his emotions surging as if he were the one participating in the Total Martial Arts Assembly, not Lin Ming.
Their eyes looked towards the direction where Qī Xuán Valley was located, tens of millions of miles away, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. At this time, Lin Ming's trio had already carried a heavy burden of expectation on their shoulders, not just the expectations of the instructors of Qī Xuán Wu Fu, but also the expectations of several generations of martial artists from Tian Yun Country... When the third round began, Lin Ming encountered three consecutive forfeits, and it wasn't just him - Jiang Lanjian and Bi Tinghua were also in the same situation. Their opponents kept forfeiting, as long as they ranked in the top ten in the group stage, there was no need to fight every battle with all their might.
It was already lunchtime.
Lin Ming won five battles in a row.
Lin Sen won five battles in a row.
Qin Xiaoxuan's luck is not too good, having lost three games already, and the opportunity to advance is becoming increasingly slim.
Although she had expected this result and knew that she didn't lose due to talent, but rather age, Qin Xuan still felt a little disappointed. This time, she would likely be eliminated in the group stage, and it wouldn't be her turn until three years later.
After five games, Lin Ming has gained some fame, while Ling Sen's reputation is much smaller than Lin Ming's because the opponents he encountered were relatively weak.
Some people have already started guessing the rankings and even set up betting houses.
Qī Xuán Gǔ also won't interfere with this, in fact, the people who set up the gambling den are often the sons of elders, and their background is not small either. The gambling den is just a hobby for them, and the group stage can't even see the strength of the contestants, and their gambling den may not necessarily make money.
"Lin Ming, you've been selected as one of the seeded players for the gambling tournament, and the odds are pretty good too."
At lunchtime, Qin Xingxuan said.
"What's the odds of me winning the championship?" Lin Ming asked casually. If it was favorable, he could consider buying some himself.
"Hmm... there's no odds for you winning the championship..." Qin Xuan didn't expect Lin Ming to ask about the odds of winning the championship as soon as he opened his mouth, and even she didn't think much of Lin Ming's chances of winning.
