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The first day's Elimination Round has ended, with a total of one hundred and twenty Matches held. One hundred and twenty individuals emerged victorious and will continue to the next Matches. However, another one hundred and twenty have become losers, quietly exiting this enviable Rising Dragon Conference.
No matter how talented they were before, how confident they felt, or how high their hopes were, everything has come to this helpless conclusion. Ultimately, it was a lack of strength!
After returning to the palace, Ren Pingsheng noticed several individuals looking dejected; they were likely those who lost in today's Matches. Upon inquiry, he learned that out of the one thousand geniuses from Snow State, twenty had already been eliminated on the first day—a significant number.
However, these matters had little to do with Ren Pingsheng. He only knew a few people here, and among them, those who participated in the Elimination Round all won their Matches. Those who did not participate were not his concern; they were true prodigies and would have no trouble making it into the Top One Hundred.
At that moment, Unfathomable and Unprincipled entered and paused upon seeing Ren Pingsheng. He simply said, "I hope you make it into the Top One Hundred; perhaps we will have a chance to face each other."
"Well, I hope you won't be disappointed then," Ren Pingsheng replied lightly, showing little reaction to the provocation.
The second day's Elimination Round began anew. With the experience of the first day behind them, this day was even more lively. Two of the Top Ten Experts had participated yesterday, and everyone was speculating about how many from the Top Ten Experts would appear today.
As expected, two did show up today: one was Murong Ming from the Yuzhou Murong Clan, who effortlessly won his Match and entered the top five hundred.
The other caused an astonishing uproar in the square—she was Wan Xuan from the Wandan Sect. She was the only woman among this year's Top Ten Experts and an extraordinarily beautiful one at that. She had already captured the hearts of many martial artists and spectators. Many had come just to see her.
Among the thousand geniuses from across the Nine Provinces, quite a few were infatuated with her. Unfortunately, only those with strength and background worthy of her could compete for her attention—namely, the renowned Top Ten Experts.
When she took the stage, her opponent was so mesmerized that he expressed his admiration before unexpectedly conceding the Match. This marked a first in the Rising Dragon Conference—someone voluntarily admitting defeat. This demonstrated Wan Xuan's charm; being able to win without fighting is no small feat!
As the Elimination Round approached its conclusion, it was finally Ren Pingsheng's turn to compete. This was his first Match, so when he heard his number—twenty or thirty—he immediately stood up and made his way to Arena Three.
His opponent was number seven hundred seventy-one—a man who appeared to be around the same age but wore an arrogant expression. When he saw Ren Pingsheng approach, he merely glanced over without taking him seriously.
"Kid, I advise you to concede now. Do you know who I am?" As the Match was about to begin, this man finally spoke.
"Oh? Who are you? I really don't know," Ren Pingsheng replied with a hint of amusement.
"Hmph! I am a genius disciple from Zhi Prefecture Heavenly Martial Academy, aiming for a spot in the top ten this time. So you, coming from some remote place, should just not bother me and concede quietly. Otherwise, I might expose my strength too early and attract unwanted attention," he said seriously, though it was unclear whether his words held any truth.
"Strength will eventually be revealed. Those with real power can still win in the end even if exposed. Your words clearly show your lack of confidence!"
"Hmph, what do you know? In any case, just admit defeat obediently. Otherwise, if you get hurt and it delays the next Match, don't blame me."
"Heh, then let me see your methods for competing for a spot in the top ten." Ren Pingsheng smiled lightly, seemingly unfazed by his words. He also wanted to know how a Perfect Sect Level martial artist would compete against those Half-Step Monarchs for a top ten position. Could there really be some extraordinary technique?
"Very well, since you don't know how to appreciate kindness, I'll let you experience the power of the Heavenly Martial Academy. You can go down now!" The man shouted angrily, his aura surging. With a sweep of his Longsword, the Arena instantly transformed into a vast ocean, with fierce winds and towering waves.
Under the onslaught of the raging winds, waves surged one after another towards Ren Pingsheng. It was like a terrifying tsunami that could engulf everything in an instant and destroy all.
"The fusion of two Artistic Conceptions of wind and water is indeed quite creative, and its power is not to be underestimated," Ren Pingsheng said with some surprise as he watched the waves crashing down from above. He had initially thought he was dealing with an arrogant fool but found that this person had considerable strength and earned a bit more respect.
"Wind Thunder Flash!" However, even with that newfound respect, he did not hold back. The Windscar Sword spun, and Azure Wind howled as thunder flashed. A Sword Qi flickered and split the incoming waves in two.
Just as others were witnessing this scene, the man opposite felt a Sword Qi suddenly appear before him, startling him. He had thought this move would easily deal with Ren Pingsheng, so he had relaxed a bit. Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to defeat his opponent, but he found himself facing danger.
He quickly raised his sword to block it, but although his thoughts moved quickly, his actions could not keep up. The Longsword was only raised halfway when he was struck by the Sword Qi and sent flying out of the Arena.
"Cough cough..." The man clutched his chest and coughed twice, unable to believe that he had actually lost.
"I'm truly sorry; even if you are a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy, I can't let you win. So I have no choice but to defeat you," Ren Pingsheng said lightly as he looked at the man below before turning and leaving the Arena.
After Ren Pingsheng concluded his Match, only five rounds of Matches had taken place, and the Matches for the next day also ended.
At this time, the sun was setting; another day was coming to an end. Some were happy while others were sorrowful. Those who lost finished their Matches while those who won moved one step closer to the Top One Hundred.
The Matches over the next three days became even more intense. Due to the Rewards this time around, all martial artists participating in the Rising Dragon Conference were fully committed and filled with fighting spirit; their strengths seemed to have increased imperceptibly. Many Matches drew significant attention and were spectacular.
As for the Top Ten Experts, they also took to the stage one after another but performed rather blandly without revealing too much; perhaps their opponents were simply not strong enough as they easily won their Matches. Even so, many supporters cheered loudly.
On the fifth day, the first Elimination Round concluded. At this point, out of one thousand geniuses participating in the Rising Dragon Conference from across the nine provinces, only five hundred remained—half had been eliminated. Each province had about fifty geniuses eliminated and lost their qualification to continue participating in Matches.
"You five hundred will proceed to the second Elimination Round; winners will remain to compete for a spot in the Top One Hundred. Now draw your lots," said Night Sky Bright from his high platform after observing quietly for some time. With a wave of his hand, five hundred Number Tags appeared in mid-air.
Everyone was familiar with this process and chose their Number Tags before sitting quietly to await their Matches. As long as they won this round, they would advance into the top Two Hundred Fifty; then they would aim for one hundred twenty spots before finally competing for a place in the top one hundred. At this moment, those remaining Contestants were all determined to win this second Elimination Round.
In this Second Round Elimination Round, the Top Ten Experts naturally passed without any suspense. The young man from the High-Level Sect Realm also unexpectedly defeated a Perfect Sect Level martial artist, once again becoming a hot topic. As for the other geniuses known to Ren Pingsheng, they all made it through the Second Round.
The opponent Ren Pingsheng encountered this time was a familiar face. It was someone from the Xiangzhou Sidu Family. When Ren Pingsheng had just arrived at Casting City, Situ Wang had threatened him. At that time, when he was only at the Perfect Sect Level, he arrogantly said a few words to Ren Pingsheng, but unfortunately, Ren Pingsheng was not in the mood to argue and quickly sent him off after a few exchanges.
During the Third Round Elimination Round, only Two Hundred Fifty Contestants remained, and this Match concluded in just one day. Many martial artists gave their all, with many suffering injuries in fierce battles. The victory in this Match was crucial; winning meant they could compete for a spot in the Top One Hundred. They would not allow themselves to lose.
Ren Pingsheng also won the third Elimination Round effortlessly, entering the top one hundred twenty-five. Many of the final one hundred twenty-five victors were battered and bruised. Fortunately, there were no further Matches scheduled immediately after. The Tenth Round Elimination Round would continue tomorrow.
The fourth round Match was still a draw tournament; the sixty-two victors entered the Top One Hundred. The sixty-two who lost, along with those who drew a bye number, would compete for the thirty-eight remaining spots in the Top One Hundred.
This time, Ren Pingsheng faced a fairly strong opponent who had won over ten matches against peers at the Arena in Jizhou City before the Rising Dragon Conference began. He had gained some fame.
Moreover, his strength was indeed impressive; he had fused two Artistic Conceptions to fifty-eight percent. When unleashed, even an average Perfect Sect Level martial artist would struggle to withstand it. However, for Ren Pingsheng, it still fell short by a large margin; in the end, he used Wind Thunder Flash to defeat his opponent.
He won all four Matches using Wind Thunder Flash each time without employing any other Sword Technique. The strength he displayed was only a small part of his true ability. At least his Wind Thunder Flash had fused to sixty-five percent; however, so far, none of his opponents had been able to push him to fully unleash it.
With ten arenas and sixty-two Matches, this also took an entire day. This round was fiercely contested for the Top One Hundred; everyone fought desperately, leading to stalemated Battles. Sometimes it was common for a Battle to last an hour.
At this moment, if they did not fight with all their might, when would they? Winning this match meant securing a place in the Top One Hundred of the Rising Dragon Conference—a supreme honor that would greatly benefit their future cultivation.
On the last day, the sixty-two victors were finally determined to enter the Top One Hundred. The remaining sixty-three martial artists would compete for the remaining thirty-eight spots the next day.
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