[天命为凰]

Untitled Part 145

Chapter 145 - The Unlucky Shao Zhengyang

The clerks transferred the names onto a set of cards and placed them inside a box.

Lin Zixin would then draw out names for each round in front of everyone.

In no time, the contestants for the first round were selected.

Both went up to the roof and bowed to each other formally, but both contestants looked stiff.

It should be their first time competing in front of such a big crowd. The thought that every move of yours would be seen by a thousand people turn someone without experience into a bundle of nerves.

Lin Zixin gave the cue and the competition started.

The round wasn't an interesting one. Both contestants were shaking from nervousness, and their moves were stiff. The Heavenly Sea Pavilion disciple won because of his better cultivation.

The following rounds were the same too.

The other disciples felt embarrassed watching the fights. This kind of standard is even worse than our sect's internal competition!

Disciples who had participated in the Qilin Festival previously felt nothing at all. "It's always this way during the preliminary. The only interesting part is the challenger's fight, which is held after this. Only then will rarely-seen experts emerge.

For the Nine Jade Palace, the person to be called up first was Shao Zhengyang. The other disciples all cheered for him.

Shao Zhengyang went up confidently, but as soon as he heard his opponent's name, he was dumbfounded. The confidence that he had was long gone.

It was a harpy barbarian.

Dear Lord, are you kidding me? I just told Tan Yubing that it's almost impossible to get a harpy as an opponent, and now... what is this nonsense?

However, Shao Zhengyang had no choice but to fight.

He braced himself and went up the roof.

However, before he could start with the formal greetings, the harpy threw his stone hatchet at Shao Zhengyang.

Shao Zhengyang was thunderstruck. He hurriedly pulled out his sword.

What the hell? Don't they do formal greetings? Oh, wait – they're barbarians, of course they don't.

The harpy ignored Shao Zhengyang's internal roasts. As soon as the competition started, he immediately showed his true colors. The harpy slashed toward the ground, and shockwaves dashed toward Shao Zhengyang.

This sent chills down Shao Zhengyang's spine. Just a simple movement of slashing his sword could create shockwaves as if it was an explosion. The brutal strength of the harpy created several mini tornadoes in the surrounding area.

Met with such a crisis, Shao Zhengyang did not have time to think. He used his sword-light to try to block the shockwaves.

Seeing that, the harpy roared and proceeded to slash his hatchet to the ground continuously. Shao Zhengyang dodged the attacks with lightning-like speed and occasionally blocked the shockwaves when he couldn't dodge. He even attacked the harpy's weakness when he could.

The spectators' attention was fully on the fight.

After so many rounds, there was finally a fight worth watching.

"Junior Nephew Shao is in an unfavorable situation!" Tan Yubing whispered to Lu Mingshu.

The barbarians lived in the Yin Mountains, which was a huge desolate wasteland. The place was surrounded by powerful demonic beasts. If one wanted to survive in such a place, they had no choice but to fight for their life every day.