Get out of here!!!

  That Dou Zong master had not even let out a mournful cry, and was already being evaporated by the white mist's energy, disappearing into thin air without leaving any trace in this world. This steam-like white mist did not dissipate, continuing to spray downwards at high speed, revealing that the battle platform made of massive Starlight Stones was being devoured, creating a deep and profound circular black hole in its center, with an unknown depth, the remaining image shocking and terrifying.

  Many people took a deep breath, their faces filled with shock!

  This is the power of a mid-5th rank, completely annihilating an early 5th rank without leaving any trace!

  The sect's elders and disciples were all stunned, their minds a complete blank. Is the Sect Master dead? Has he vanished into thin air?!

  In the "Heavy Vessel Space", Ying Ran saw the situation inside from outside, but the sound inside could not be transmitted outside. They did not hear the Lord's final concession speech, but from his mouth shape and the scene of giving up resistance, it can be clearly judged that he was opening his mouth to admit defeat to Dou Wu Xie.

  However, Hao Jia's hand was ruthless and killed him without mercy.

  The strong will compete, and injuries are inevitable. However, in a situation where the opponent has clearly stopped resisting, how can Hao Wu Xie still ruthlessly kill them? It's really unjustifiable!

  The elder of Songtao Mountain led his disciples, angrily going to the judges' table, surrounding them and wanting to reason.

  They came with the goal of competing for two major treasures. Now, not only can't they compete, but their master was also killed by someone! How could they be willing to give up, no matter what, they want an explanation.

  Only a few judges were calm and composed, ignoring him completely, saying: "The strong will exchange blows, life and death are hard to grasp."

  Jinwu Sect's side saw the sect master defeat his opponent with a single move, returning triumphantly and issuing a jubilant victory cry. This means that those two incredibly valuable crystal mines are one step closer to Jinwu Sect, and the entire Jinwu Mountain is filled with cheers and applause.

  "The Lord has won, the Lord is invincible under heaven..."

  "Jinwu Sect is invincible under the heavens... those two large crystal mines must be ours."

  They completely ignored the demise of another life and cheered triumphantly at their own victory.

  Hao Wuxie emerged from the "Heavy Pot Space", first bowing to thank the audience below, then came to the main judges' table, where he saw a group of elders and disciples surrounding the judges.

  "I apologize, fellow Taoists. Just now I was careless and accidentally killed Duan Zong's master. I offer my apologies to you all..." He finished by bowing deeply. But as soon as he stood up, his face was filled with killing intent: "Although I made a mistake just now, there are rules for fighting in war. When masters engage in battle, death and injury are unavoidable. If anyone wants to take advantage of this situation to cause trouble, don't blame me for killing the troublemakers of Jinyu Sect!"

  "You... you made a mistake... You clearly did it on purpose!"

  One of the elders stopped him just as the atmosphere was about to get out of hand, and reminded him that they were on Jinwu Sect's turf, and that their opponents were far stronger than them, so it would be pointless to continue arguing.

  He nodded his head, gritted his teeth and said: "Since we, Songtuan Mountain, have lost, there's nothing more to say. Everything has a price, let's just take it as a lesson. Hao Zongzhu, the mountains and rivers will meet again."

  He led a group of disciples who were wrapped in sadness and anger and turned away.

  "You dare to threaten me? Once Du Feng dies, you think your Songtao Mountain can still jump around for much longer?"

  The next two battles, the loser of each was either killed or had their arm severed and their divine sense severely damaged, rendering them useless.

  The scene was appalling, and everyone sensed the intense and cruel atmosphere of slaughter.

  It also suddenly dawned on him that the so-called trial was no longer about the high and low of martial arts, but a life-and-death struggle between lives, a mutual slaughter to the point of annihilation! This grand tournament had completely degenerated. The focus of the competition was no longer who would win the two treasures, but who would survive until the end.

  It became a long and cruel life elimination race, the weak died, the strong survived, until the last and only one winner was decided.

  Too tragic to go out to war, none of them are not the strongest in their own sects. This is destined to be a great purge for the entire Shou Jing mountain range.

  The fourth game started near dusk.

  Her opponent was Ye Xiaocui of the Hongshui School, and her opponent was Li Qing, the master of Jiuyou Valley, at the early stage of Grade 5.

  Ye Xiaocui is Lin Feng's opponent of concern, and also the key opponent of other sects. After all, her realm and age difference make it difficult for people to ignore her.

  Li Jing was a fifth-rank beginner, but when facing a fourth-rank late-stage cultivator, he didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance that strong people usually had. Instead, he was even more cautious and went all out compared to when he faced a fifth-rank late-stage cultivator.

  From the start, he held a "Wolf Fang Rod" and immediately unleashed the advantage of his fifth-grade Yuan power, launching a swift and fierce attack. He intended to use his attacks to force his opponent into a prolonged defense, but before she could even react, Ye Xiaotian didn't use any weapons, instead raising both hands, dozens of strands of Yuan power transformed into snow-white threads that flew out like real whips.

  Although it was the quality of the late fourth-grade potential, it was tied up with a knot like a hemp rope that had been twisted and turned, binding Li Qing's energy firmly. Then, his body flew up, and the control of his left hand was handed over to his right hand, which swung again, and dozens of strands of potential quality appeared once more, directly electroshocking Li Qing.

  "What kind of martial arts is this?" Lin Huan's eyes widened in shock, Dongfang Bubai?

  He has also experienced many battles, but it was the first time he encountered a martial skill that could bind his opponent's energy. Lin Huan's "Tremolo Rhythm" was mysterious and infinite, able to simulate his opponent's energy, infiltrate their energy, and cause destruction. However, he couldn't turn the energy into a physical form, binding his opponent's energy.

  To know that the energy of potential power has a certain physical shape, but after all, energy is energy and not an object. It's like trying to tie up air with a rope, which is just foolish. Ye Xiaocui didn't use a rope, but her own potential power, which makes it even more difficult to achieve.

  Not just Lin Huan, but also those older and stronger than him present at the scene, did not know what kind of martial skill this was.

  Ye Xiaocui's feet also had flying objects, rapidly urging them on, their speed was like a phantom shadow, making it difficult to distinguish their true position. Suddenly, between the heavens and the earth, strands of condensed energy shot out from all directions, densely packed and crisscrossing each other.

  Li Jing persisted for less than half a time, and immediately admitted defeat. He was afraid that the opponent would kill him, so he threw away the weapon in his hand and shamelessly raised his arms to kneel on the ground.

  It's as if I'm explaining to Ye Xiaocui: I've completely admitted defeat, dropped my weapon and knelt down. With so many people watching you kill me, it can't be an accident! So, please don't kill me, or you'll have a hard time explaining it.

  How humiliating! The spectators are sweating bullets! You, the great Patriarch, a dignified Sect Master, for the sake of your life, in front of tens of thousands of people, kneel down and beg for mercy from a woman, you can actually do it!

  Those disciples and elders in Jiuyoupan Valley would have liked to crawl into the ground, scolding Li Qing until he was covered in dog blood. The face of the master of Jiuyoupan Valley for generations has been completely lost by you!

  Ye Xiaocui didn't make a move either and calmly walked out.

  The results of the four major battles on the first day are out, and the winners are Jin Wuzong, Mo Tangu, Qing Hu Zong, and Hong Shui Zong. The remaining fifth battle between Fang Yin Zong and Shui Yun Zong will be held tomorrow morning.

  The crowd dispersed, and on the way back, people were still talking about today's wonderful battle with flying eyebrows and dancing colors.

  Lin Heng's first day of observation, understanding other opponents, also calmly retreated: "Go back early to nourish and prepare for tomorrow's battle!"

  The next day, the sky was bright and sunny, and the surging crowd occupied the area under the stage, leaving no room to spare.

  The fifth game starts.

  Although this is a match between two mid-tier teams, the excitement of the audience has not diminished. When the Hate Hidden Sect and the Water Cloud Sect came out, they were all shouting loudly, cheering, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

  The other four winners who won yesterday also arrived at the observation deck early, naturally to see the strength of Lin and others, and wait for the final result.

  The disciples of Shuǐyún Zōng, not far from the location of Hèn Yǐn Zōng, looked at Hèn Yǐn Zōng with eyes that seemed to say "You're all waiting for death..."; while Hèn Yǐn Zōng was not to be outdone, and similarly returned contemptuous gazes.

  "This has immediately ignited the anger of the Water Cloud House: 'Hmph... You still dare to cross paths with our old master? The one who came out to fight for your sect is a third-grade late-stage cultivator, and our sect master can kill such trash just by sneezing. What a truly ignorant fool!'"

  "Out of the ten sects, it's only your Flag Hidden Sect that's so rotten to the point of sending out a third-rate later generation. You still don't know shame! You, Great Return Sect, you look like you're invincible, but I'm ashamed for you... Your whatever Dogshit Lin, just wait to be slaughtered by our sect master!"

  "Haha our sect leader will definitely turn this little brat into a pile of minced meat, at that time you'll be crying and won't even know how to cry."

  Xie Yin's eyes sparkled with anger, and she immediately began to scold them loudly: "What's so great about being a fourth-rank cultivator? Lin Shixiong has killed people before. When the time comes, Lin Shixiong will slaughter your sect master like a pig, don't think you can escape, you'll be crying out in despair like a woman."

  Just as time was almost up, Lin Hezhou thought of entering the "Heavy Cauldron Space".

  One of the judges, Wen Tao of Xuantian Sect, stepped out and blocked his way: "Hold on."

  Lin Heng was stunned and stopped in his tracks. The others were also shocked and didn't understand what Wen Tao wanted to do.

  "In accordance with past conventions, in order to allow the challenger to reduce their restraints and exert their strongest strength, the combatant can use any weapon as an auxiliary. However, there are three types of weapons that are prohibited: one is explosive hidden weapons like thunderclap; one is hallucinogenic drugs; and one is poisonous."

  "You are a third-grade cultivator in the later period, for safety and precaution, I will search your body."

  Persecution! Unmitigated persecution!

  Yesterday's trial, all eight people entered without being searched. Now, only Lin Heng is being searched, but not Du Huang from the Shuiyun Sect?

  The whole audience was in an uproar, and of course, there were also many people who gloated: "Right, a mere third-grade late-stage cultivator must be searched! If he didn't use underhanded tactics, how could he have had the opportunity to defeat a fourth-grade late-stage cultivator?"

  Those who are dissatisfied with the situation naturally would not be happy and angrily said: "Why is there selective law enforcement? Why didn't they search the other party?"

  They were clear about the grudges between Xuantian Sect and Henyin Sect. On that day, Xuantian Sect colluded with Yang Desong to swallow Henyin Sect, and Wen Tao was in charge.

  On the main referee's table, the elders of other sects and the three judges all frowned. What is this? This is too much, if Lin Yang dares to use these weapons in the competition, he can be directly declared defeated, what's there to check? It has always been done this way!

  Shui Yun Zong's master, Du Huang, was delighted and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He thought to himself that his own realm was originally far higher than Lin Huan's, and now with Wen Tao, the judge, openly assisting him, if he didn't win this battle it would be utterly unreasonable.

  Lin Heng gave him a cold glance and said word by word: "Get out!"

  These two words were like thunderclaps, transmitted word by word into the ears of tens of thousands of people.

  Tens of thousands of people were silent, all stunned. Wen Tao was intentionally making things difficult, but he was a judge and had the final say in the outcome of the competition, most importantly, his opponent was from Xuantian Sect!

  Xuantian Sect in Shoujing Mountains, an existence that no one dares to offend, Lin Hang actually dared to scold Wen Tao like a stray dog in front of tens of thousands of people: Get out!

  Wen Tao never thought that Lin would be so bold as to humiliate himself, and his face turned red and white in front of everyone.

  "You... what did you say? You dare to repeat it again, I am the Xuan Tian Sect..." He puffed out his neck, furious.

  But unexpectedly, Lin Hong didn't care about the meeting and directly slapped him flying out: "Say it again: Get out!"

  He didn't want to provoke Xuantian Sect here, but that didn't mean he would be openly provoked and still have to swallow his anger and shrink away like a turtle!

  Wen Tao, as a four-star strongman, was originally not supposed to let Fan get away with it, but he had no idea that under the gaze of the crowd, Lin Heng would make a move without any warning. Even more unexpected was that someone dared to openly violate the Xuantian Sect and ignore its authority.

  He was blown away in a high parabola, Lin Heng was furious and his hand was heavy. His body flew in the air for a while before falling to the ground more than ten meters away.

  The entire stadium was dead silent, with tens of thousands of people almost holding their breath, staring in disbelief at the scene.

  This is a very strange scene, tens of thousands of people are silent as if tens of thousands of zombies are motionless. However, everyone's eyes are wide open, and their breathing is synchronized, all of them are alive.

  "Stick... Lin Huan... actually won over the judges, and they're from the Xuantian Sect?"

  Your grandma is so awesome, it's really too shocking!

  In an instant, tens of thousands of people reacted and let out a huge commotion!

  Unprecedented, you are absolutely unprecedented! The contestant in front of tens of thousands of people, slapped the judges, and slapped the judges of Xuantian Sect! Haha, you are really bold, Lin Hang is like a water tank.

  Although Wen Tao was difficult to deal with, he was after all the judge of the entire match and the representative of Xuantian Sect. Lin Feng had brazenly defied him, slapping Wen Tao like a dog. This was an utterly undisguised humiliation, a thorough and public great humiliation!

  The hosts and judges on the main stage were all stunned, especially the master of the Golden Crow Sect was completely dumbfounded.