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Chapter 188: The Strength of Shen Yan
A deafening voice of Zhong Ming echoed, and the hundred arenas in the square suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, spreading upward from the edges of the arenas. In the blink of an eye, a white light curtain formed above each arena, each radiating an extremely strong aura, far beyond that of an ordinary defensive shield.
The Selection Trial tests the strength of the cultivators themselves, primarily using their cultivation level, martial arts techniques, and reaction abilities. Other auxiliary means are strictly prohibited; no one is allowed to summon their own spirit beasts to assist in battle. Sun Zhe also sensed that his refined Yin Huai Iron Corpse could not enter this Defensive Light Shield.
Each arena previously had five people standing by: one elder from the Thunder Temple responsible for judgment, while the other four were tasked with maintaining the energy light shield. However, they were merely on standby; very few could actually shatter such a light shield, and even shaking it slightly was extremely difficult. Withstanding attacks from a Thunder Lord-level expert is not something an ordinary Defensive Light Shield can achieve.
The entire arena, both its foundation and Defensive Light Shield, was set according to the standards of Thunder Lord-level experts. All hundred arenas were built this way, and only a deeply rooted institution like the Thunder Temple could afford such an investment.
"The first match, contestant number 87 versus contestant number 87," the Elder of the Temple coldly announced. Each participating contestant has their own identification number; if they were all referred to by name, managing over twenty thousand people would likely overwhelm the Thunder Temple staff. Thus, they are all referred to by their numbers.
As soon as he finished speaking, two individuals flew up around the arena. Both had cultivation levels around Mid-Level Thunder Sovereign, which is not particularly high. However, considering their ages, they could be regarded as part of the younger generation of Chu Qiao. Of course, they cannot be compared to talents like those from Thunder Abyss.
Looking at the other arenas, battles had already commenced. The fighting across all hundred arenas drew countless gazes from people on the outer Observation Platform. However, the situation on the central Observation Platform was different; although there were many people present, very few were actually watching the matches closely. Most were there merely to show face and were mostly engaged in casual conversations.
They all knew that the earlier matches would mostly be chaotic brawls where young experts rarely displayed their full strength. It would be after a few rounds that the true top-tier talents would emerge; that would be when this Selection Trial became truly exciting and competitive.
However, this was only relevant for those sects; for the participating cultivators themselves, today was equally important.
The rules of the competition are not complicated: summoning spirit beasts is prohibited; contestants must fight independently. There are no restrictions on weapons; winning is determined by forcing an opponent off the arena or rendering them unable to fight. This makes for a rapid progression of matches.
Watching the competition in the arena with a calm demeanor, Sun Zhe felt a bit shocked himself. Now in Arena One, after just five matches had taken place, a master at Realm of the Thunder Lord had already appeared. This individual was a disciple from Thunder Temple's East Hall; although only at early Thunder Lord level, their strength was formidable. Given this ratio, there are likely quite a few experts at Realm of the Thunder Lord among these twenty thousand participants.
"Boom..."
Purple Lightning flickered within the Defensive Light Shield, and a single Explosive Sound determined the Victory and Defeat of the match.
"Number 144 wins and advances; the next Competition will take place in two days," the referee's Cold Voice suddenly rang out, and a person on the left side of the Arena immediately showed an unreserved expression of joy.
"Match seven, Number 47 versus Number 989."
Number 47 was indeed Shen Yan, and in the blink of an eye, six matches had already concluded, with the seventh match now up for her.
"Sister Shen, go for it," Sun Zhe turned around, smiling gently at Shen Yan.
"Sister Shen, I haven't lost yet; you can't lose," Zhao Ang also encouraged her.
"You... you won't lose," seeing that everything had been said by Sun Zhe and Zhao Ang, Kuangba finally managed to squeeze out a sentence after a long pause.
Hearing the sincere encouragement from the three, Shen Yan revealed a gentle smile, slightly nodded, and softly replied, "Thank you, brothers. Shen Yan will not let you down." As soon as she finished speaking, she lightly stepped on the ground with her jade foot, turning slightly in mid-air. Dressed in white, she resembled a fairy among flowers and soon appeared in the Arena. Although her speed wasn't particularly fast, her Light and Graceful movements still caught everyone's attention.
Shen Yan represented the Xuan Lei Sect in this Selection Trial, and naturally, the sect would not treat her poorly. They provided her with plenty of Elixirs. With their support and her hard work over this period, she had undoubtedly reached the realm of Mid-Level Thunder Sovereign.
Looking at her opponent, he was a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, whose cultivation was similar to hers; he was also a Mid-Level Thunder Sovereign. He appeared rather honest and simple-minded.
After politely greeting each other, both of them launched their attacks simultaneously. With a swirl of her jade hand, a green ribbon appeared in Shen Yan's grasp. This was a magical weapon passed down from her ancestors called the Rose Ribbon. While it couldn't be considered a Divine Weapon, it possessed some spirit and had always accompanied her. Now it had fully reached a level of mutual understanding with her.
Once the Rose Ribbon was drawn, without hesitation, Shen Yan unleashed the Thunder Power from her Dantian. The green ribbon instantly shimmered with dazzling purple light, filling the entire Arena with an astonishing Thunder Might. With a flick of her right arm, the purple-tinged ribbon transformed into a shadow that charged directly at her opponent. With her left hand forming a seal and pointing forward, a bolt of purple lightning struck down from thin air towards him.
A series of movements flowed like a stream, without the slightest hint of stagnation. Even Sun Zhe, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but be taken aback, realizing that it wasn't just him who had improved; this junior sister before him was no longer the inexperienced girl she once was.
"Good!"
It was unclear who led the cheer, but everyone around the Arena began to applaud. They were not only captivated by Shen Yan's beauty but also genuinely impressed by her strength. In an instant, the cheers surrounding the Arena created a one-sided atmosphere.
"Sun Zhe, I can guarantee that tonight the threshold of our tavern will be trampled by these people. Just look at their eyes; they all look like perverts..." Zhao Ang said, nodding toward the young talents gathered around.
Seeing Zhao Ang's wary expression, Sun Zhe couldn't help but chuckle.
"Who could be more lecherous than you? Didn't you notice how Sister Pang ran away when she saw you? When did you start worrying about Sister Shen like this..."
Young and beautiful female cultivators always attract attention. With Shen Yan's cultivation and looks, many young talents would surely be infatuated with her. If Shen Yan had come from one of those prestigious sects, she would have long been famous across the continent. However, she had remained in Xuan Lei Sect, which kept her reputation low-key. This time, the Selection Trial provided her with an opportunity.
While Zhao Ang and Sun Zhe were chatting, the battle in the Arena continued. The man saw Shen Yan's two attacks and his expression changed slightly. The Thunder Power within his Dantian erupted instantly as he activated his footwork technique, dodging the descending lightning.
However, at that moment when he evaded, Shen Yan's Rose Ribbon had already launched its attack. This was truly Shen Yan's offensive technique; with a flick of her right hand, arcs formed along the long ribbon, and countless purple electric arcs flickered to life, transforming into a rainbow-like ribbon that swept toward her opponent.
The rapid assault caught the man off guard. He quickly drew his longsword but had no time to infuse much Thunder Power. He swung down at the approaching Rose Ribbon.
If a single strike could sever the Rose Ribbon, it wouldn't have become a treasured heirloom of the Shen family. The green sword blade struck hard against the center of the Rose Ribbon, causing purple light to burst forth, yet there were no signs of it breaking. Instead, the ribbon coiled around the longsword, wrapping it up completely.
With a flick of her right hand, Shen Yan forcefully snatched the longsword from the man's grasp.
But this was not the end. Just as he stood there in shock, the longsword wrapped in the Rose Ribbon swung again and appeared on his shoulder in an instant. The cold blade pressed against his neck, and a wave of deadly danger washed over him. He suddenly realized that he was likely to lose this time.
"Number 47 wins and advances. The next match will take place in two days."
The referee's indifferent voice rang out again, undoubtedly announcing Shen Yan's victory. Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on Shen Yan's face as she looked at the man in the audience who was watching her. She felt a light sigh of relief; although the battle seemed easy, she had actually given it her all. In the end, she had not embarrassed herself.
"Although the performance wasn't great, Shen Yan has at least not disappointed everyone."
Shen Yan smiled sweetly at the three of them, but her final gaze was directed at Sun Zhe.
Seeing the smile on Shen Yan's face, Sun Zhe also showed a hint of happiness. He smiled slightly and said, "Sister Shen, don't be modest. Your strength is already top-notch among your peers. If luck is on your side, winning a few more matches shouldn't be a problem."
"I... let's hurry and go..."
Just as Zhao Ang was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. He immediately pulled everyone away toward the distance. Sun Zhe and the others were shocked and turned back to look, only to find a large group of young men had gathered behind them, clearly targeting Shen Yan.
Looking at those people, Sun Zhe couldn't help but click his tongue in surprise. He hadn't expected these so-called young talents to be so crazy, nor did he anticipate that Shen Yan would attract so much attention right after her appearance.
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