Chapter Eighty-Four: The Patriarch's Granddaughter (Part One)

  The next day, the matchup for the second round of the tournament was announced.

  Heaven's favor towards Stardust's four apprentices continues unabated.

  Lu Changfeng's opponent was only in the early stages of Jindan cultivation, and he should still have a stable victory. Zhao Gang's opponent, on the other hand, was Daxi Xingyunzi's junior apprentice, who had just broken through to the early stages of Jindan two years ago. His cultivation was not yet solid, and he was also unfamiliar with the manipulation of Jindan-level spells, making it another contest with little suspense. Liu Yichuan, on the other hand, was even more out of place, as he had encountered a fellow disciple in the fusion period again.

  What's even more enviable is that Xīng Chén Zǐ's little apprentice actually drew a bye and advanced directly. It turned out that in the first round of competition, two fellow disciples were too invested and ended up injuring each other severely, with both suffering serious injuries. Although the winner was determined, they would need at least ten years to recover and were completely unable to participate in the next month's competition.

  This resulted in the original fifty people entering the second round of fighting, but it became forty-nine people. The number is odd and cannot be paired in pairs, so an empty number can only be set to let one person go blank, and this empty number was actually taken by Yifeng.

  Due to his performance in the first round, coupled with drawing a blank number this time, Yi Feng's name quickly spread throughout Yunfu Sect. Although most of them were sarcastic remarks about him, they indeed made him notorious, and the number of times he was mentioned by others was higher than anyone else.

  "Ah! I can become famous this way too." Yi Feng thought, feeling extremely depressed. However, it's also good this way, anyway he was definitely going to charge into the top few ranks, at that time he would still attract attention, so why not expose himself early and let everyone understand him from now on, then later on he wouldn't need to do more explanations.

  A month's time passed quickly in Yi Feng's meditation, and the second round of competition also began.

  Yi Feng didn't have any matches scheduled, but he couldn't help coming to watch his three senior brothers' matches. As a junior brother, Yi Feng still had this sense of self-awareness, after all, Xing Chenzi and several other senior uncles and aunts were watching. Moreover, on the surface, Yi Feng's three senior brothers had always treated him like a younger brother, so how could he not show his face?

  It's just like watching a football match on Earth, the more exciting the game is, the higher the attendance rate will be. People here also like to flock to lively places, and Yi Feng is no exception.

  He just pretended to go watch Lu Changfeng's match, but before it even started, he ran away without a trace. And because Master Xingchenzi was quite confident in Lu Changfeng's match, he didn't come to watch, and naturally, no one would notice that Yifeng had left.

  The match had not yet begun, and nearly a thousand people had already gathered around the arena. Almost half of the Yunfeng Sect disciples were here. Yifeng had long heard the commotion on this side, thinking it was very lively, guessing that it should be a showdown between masters, so he came to take a look at what kind of strength the young masters of Yunfeng Sect had.

  There were too many people, three layers inside and three layers outside, Yi Feng couldn't squeeze in at all. Fortunately, he was a bit taller than others, and the competition venue was also elevated by three feet, so standing far away from the outside didn't affect Yi Feng's view of the game.

  As he gazed out, a young disciple wearing a low-grade spiritual armor stood calmly on the stage, while opposite him was a girl who looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

  That girl was wearing a snow-white dress with pink peach flowers embroidered on it, and her head was tied with a purple ribbon, dancing in the wind. She held an unsheathed long sword in her hand, looking elegant and refreshing.

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  Today there will be at least four updates, and five or six are also possible.