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Spring In March, as the grass grows and the orioles fly, today is a very special day for Xuan Lei Sect, as it marks the day of the Inner Sect Competition, held once every five years.
The Inner Sect Competition is familiar to the disciples of Xuan Lei Sect. It takes place every five years, and participants are typically new disciples, coinciding perfectly with Xuan Lei Sect's recruitment cycle, which occurs every five years.
In the Inner Sect Competition, the top-ranking disciples not only receive extremely valuable rewards but also gain fame and prestige. Undoubtedly, those who excel in the Inner Sect Competition will be prioritized for future training within Xuan Lei Sect, becoming core figures in the sect. Even if you are just an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple, as long as you possess strong abilities and perform outstandingly in this Inner Sect Competition, you can become a core disciple of the Inner Sect.
For these reasons, each session of the Inner Sect Competition is eagerly anticipated by many disciples. If it were allowed, even older disciples who have been in the sect for many years would come to participate.
In the largest Training Ground within Xuan Lei Sect, four massive Arenas have been set up in the square, each measuring several yards in size and constructed from extremely hard Azure Steel. Surrounding each Arena is a protective railing five feet high. These four Arenas are positioned at the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest corners of the Training Ground, serving as the competition venues for this grand event.
In the center of these four large Arenas, a two-yard-high viewing platform has been built for the higher-ups of the Sect.
It is still early morning, yet quite a number of people have already gathered at the Training Ground. Not everyone has the courage to compete; most of these individuals are there to cheer and support their friends. Although this competition is internal to the sect, there are different factions among the disciples, each with their own circle of friends.
As long as you have good connections, you can even call upon hundreds of friends to come and cheer for you. A strong cheering squad can provide a significant advantage in a competition; after all, if two competitors are evenly matched in strength, it often comes down to momentum. With hundreds of people shouting support, your momentum naturally surpasses that of your opponent, greatly increasing your chances of winning.
Of course, there are also many disciples who simply come to watch the Competition. Opportunities to appreciate elite competitions within the sect are rare. By observing carefully, whether in terms of martial arts techniques or combat skills, one can gain insights and benefits.
“Zhao Shixiong is here…”
“Haha, Zhao Shixiong, I didn’t expect you to arrive so early…”
“Indeed, it’s really Zhao Shixiong…”
A flurry of voices erupted as a young man approached amidst a crowd. Although he wore the same blue uniform as everyone else from Xuan Lei Sect, his demeanor and presence were distinctly different from those around him.
With a purple folding fan lightly dancing in his right hand and the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a proud arc, he strode forward with the confidence of a dragon and the grace of a tiger, fully displaying the demeanor of a young master.
He was none other than Zhao Ang, the young master of the Zhao Family, a disciple of the Xuan Lei Sect who had just entered last year.
Possessing an impressive talent with a rating of eighty-eight stars and supported by the powerful Zhao Family, he had all the medicinal pills prepared for his daily cultivation, allowing him to avoid the grueling training that others endured. As a result, after joining the sect, his cultivation soared rapidly, making him undoubtedly one of the prominent figures among the Outer Sect in this grand competition.
"Hmph, after secluding myself for half a year and reaching the peak of a Six-Star Thunder User, I want to see if that despicable slave can still surpass me..."
During the qualification test, Sun Zhe had barely surpassed Zhao Ang, and when it came to foundation building, Sun Zhe was again a step ahead of Zhao Ang. This was intolerable for the proud Zhao Ang, who had always been ahead of others but was now outdone twice by a lowly slave. His heart was filled with extreme dissatisfaction.
It was precisely for this reason that this usually lazy Zhao Ang decided to change his ways and voluntarily secluded himself for half a year. Since entering the sect, he had broken through to the level of a Six-Star Thunder User within just one year, setting a new record for the younger generation of the Zhao Family.
Looking around, after some time, Zhao Ang did not spot Sun Zhe's figure, which dashed his immediate desire for comparison.
"Eh..."
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance. Zhao Ang looked up and saw several exceptionally beautiful women walking towards him hand in hand. Such scenery was rare in the predominantly male Xuan Lei Sect, instantly capturing everyone's attention.
Among these women, one on the left stood out most prominently. Dressed in a green long dress with long black hair cascading down to her waist, her delicate features were not exactly stunning but were still strikingly beautiful. Coupled with her slightly delicate figure, she exuded an unusual charm that even Zhao Ang, who prided himself on having seen countless women, couldn't help but feel slightly moved, confusion flashing in his eyes.
Shen Yan was another figure in the Outer Sect whose reputation rivaled that of Zhao Ang.
Observing Shen Yan surrounded by numerous admirers, a hint of disdain crossed Zhao Ang's lips. He looked down on such men! However, when he finally saw Shen Yan herself, his eyes involuntarily narrowed slightly. He hadn't expected this seemingly gentle and amiable beauty to also have reached the level of a Six-Star Thunder User. Although she had just advanced, her displayed strength made Zhao Ang regard her with newfound respect.
Before long, other elite disciples from the Outer Sect arrived at the Training Ground. Although their arrival did not create as much of a stir as Zhao Ang and Shen Yan, it still caught the attention of some observant individuals. Even if they were not particularly outstanding at the moment, there were always examples in past competitions where hidden talents suddenly emerged as dark horses.
The vast Training Ground had already become crowded with hundreds of people. Most of those who were supposed to come had arrived, yet many people's gazes frequently turned toward the entrance, seemingly anticipating something.
No one spoke, but everyone understood this shared sentiment, simply because one person had yet to arrive—the individual universally recognized by all Outer Sect disciples as The First Person.
During the entrance examination, he had relied on his formidable Qualification of eighty-nine stars to directly enter Xuan Lei Sect. While others were just beginning to explore Thunder Cultivation, he had already established his foundation. As most were preparing to break through to the second star Thunderer, he had successfully obtained Martial Arts from the library. When ordinary disciples were just acquiring Martial Arts, he had single-handedly challenged a formidable Six-Star Thunder User.
He seemed like a legend of the Outer Sect, having set numerous records. Although few had truly seen him, many had heard of him. His reputation far surpassed that of Zhao Ang and Shen Yan, even without any promotion.
Suddenly, the bustling square fell eerily silent. At that moment, the morning sunlight appeared particularly blinding as everyone's gaze turned toward one direction.
Dressed in a blue outfit with long black hair and indifferent eyes, carrying a Fine Iron Long Sword on his back, Sun Zhe slowly stepped toward the Training Ground. Compared to six months ago, his aura had become even more imposing; he seemed to have transformed into a Long Sword itself, making others hesitant to approach.
"Hiss..." As Sun Zhe walked closer, the disciples blocking his path instinctively took a step back, their eyes filled with apprehension. Shen Yan and his companions, who had been chatting and laughing, also ceased their conversation upon seeing Sun Zhe's appearance, their eyes flashing with a different light.
"I can't see through him..." Zhao Ang murmured in disbelief, his face showing an expression of astonishment.
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