Chapter 67: The Tianyuan Tournament 3

Chapter 67: The Tianyuan Tournament 3 As those who passed the second round were transported to a new battlefield, the voice of the old man echoed once more throughout the area.

"I will now explain the rules of the third round. It will be a round-robin competition where each participant will face off against every other participant—64 rounds in total. The one with the most victories will be declared the winner. If two contestants have the same number of victories, a final match will be held to determine the top position. Now, let's begin!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the crowd outside erupted into murmurs of excitement and curiosity.

"There are still 49 people from the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect... and only 15 others who made it to the third round who aren't from that sect," one spectator whispered to their neighbor.

"What's even more surprising is the presence of a young man named Xiao Chen, whom we've never heard of before, and he's not affiliated with any faction. Plus, there are two girls from the Jiang Clan, Jiang Ting and Jiang Li, along with Zhang Xinye and Zi Hao!"

As the 32 battlefields appeared, everyone was randomly assigned to their respective arenas. But as the matches began, something unexpected happened.

Members of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect often faced each other, but they didn't fight as expected. The weaker members would often concede immediately, allowing the stronger ones to claim victory easily. This systematic cooperation quickly drew criticism from the spectators.

"Disgusting! This isn't fun at all!" one viewer shouted.

"They're not even fighting each other! This isn't fair to the other contestants!" another spectator yelled.

Many people began expressing their dissatisfaction, clearly upset that the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect members had an unfair advantage in the competition by not exerting any effort.

Feng Yi, who heard the boos and criticisms from outside, felt a growing sense of despair despite her immense power. The fact that the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect members weren't truly fighting among themselves made her doubt whether she could even make it to the top ten.

"At this rate, I won't even have a chance at the top ten, let alone first place," Zi Hao muttered to himself as he stood in his arena, deeply frustrated by the situation.

The third round continued, with some fighting with all their might while others used unexpected tactics. But all eyes were on the number of victories the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect disciples were steadily accumulating without resistance.

By the third round of the competition, Zi Hao was extremely anxious, having lost two consecutive matches to disciples from the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect. He knew that if he lost again, the system would likely punish him severely.

Zi Hao steeled himself and stepped into the arena for his next match. He tried to muster his courage and confidence, but before he could even get his bearings, his vision suddenly darkened, and he felt a sharp pain coursing through his body. His body collapsed to the ground, unconscious, as the voices from outside erupted.

"A sneak attack... how disgraceful!"

Another voice added, "But it wouldn't have mattered. Even without the ambush, Young Master Zi Hao stood no chance against him."

The spectators watched as Wang Bai, who had kicked Zi Hao the moment he entered the arena, stood over his fallen opponent. Whispers among the crowd grew louder.

"No! My spirit stones!" one spectator cried out in despair.

Soon after, Zi Hao regained consciousness, confused and disoriented. "What happened?" he wondered.

"I didn't even get to do anything. How did I end up knocked out already?"

The harsh reality dawned on him—he felt a deep sense of shame and disappointment, knowing he hadn't even had the chance to use his abilities. His opponent's strength was far beyond what he could handle, and once again, he was faced with an utterly hopeless defeat.

Meanwhile, the battles in the other arenas were just as intense.

In Arena 25, Long Tian fell to the ground, his body covered in wounds. In Arena 2, Lin Qingyi was surrounded by flames, struggling to find a way out of the scorching inferno. In Arena 14, Mo Ling was pierced through with countless blood spikes. In Arena 7, Xue Ting's body was slowly turning to stone under the power of the moon. In Arena 9, Gu Chen lay in a pool of blood, his body riddled with sword wounds.

In Arena 19, Wen Lihua was being consumed by darkness, his body slowly being pulled into the abyss of dark energy. In another arena, Jiang Baitian was pinned to the ground, four spears cruelly impaling his hands and feet. In Arena 32, Su Xiaolan was fighting for her life as she struggled not to drown in the raging currents of water that threatened to drag her under.

Despite the intense battles, the members of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect continued to dominate, with 12 of them already having won 46 matches each. Among the top 12 was also Feng Yi.

Other contestants like Jiang Ting, Jiang Li, Zhang Xinye, and Zi Hao, along with Xiao Chen, had all lost 46 consecutive matches. Zi Hao stood in silence, his heart filled with disappointment and despair. He began to question whether he should even continue in the tournament.

The 47th round of battles brought even more intensity as the crowd's excitement grew. Feng Yi was set to face a formidable opponent, Chang Ming. This battle was closely watched, not just because Feng Yi was a favorite, but because Chang Ming was also a very strong competitor.

At the same time, other peak lords from the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect were pitted against each other: Long Teng faced Ming Hai, Wang He took on Wang Bai, and Chen Wei confronted Gao Yuan. The tension in the arenas increased, but then something unexpected happened.

The members of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect didn't fight each other seriously. Instead, they decided their matches with a simple game of "Rock, Paper, Scissors," an idea suggested by Jiang Yun. When the spectators saw this, they began shouting in outrage.

"This is ridiculous! This is supposed to be an honorable battle! Why are they using such a trivial method to decide the outcome?" one spectator shouted.

However, the members of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect paid no attention to the outcry. They quickly decided the matches, with Long Teng defeating Ming Hai, Wang Bai defeating Wang He, and Gao Yuan defeating Chen Wei.

"I thought you were going to play rock!" Wang He shouted in frustration as he looked at Wang Bai, who was grinning.

Wang Bai laughed and replied, "Sorry, little brother, my hand slipped!"

Wang He was momentarily stunned before laughing it off and conceding without further complaint.

In Arena 25, Chen Wei was about to concede but was surprised when Gao Yuan decided to forfeit instead before she could do anything.

Chen Wei shouted in surprise, "What... you?"

Gao Yuan smiled calmly and walked away in a cool manner, leaving Chen Wei muttering, "What an idiot."

But then, Gao Yuan tripped and fell, turning back to say, "No, you're the idiot... hmph," before walking away again.

Chen Wei could only stand there in confusion, as soft laughter echoed in the air. Despite the tension in this round, there was an undercurrent of humor among the members of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect.

Ming Hai also conceded, ending the match quickly. While the spectators were displeased with the way the matches were decided, for these participants, they knew that the bonds and friendships within their sect were more important than winning the tournament.

The arena was filled with a mix of excitement and anger from the spectators who saw the unfairness in the previous battles. But suddenly, all the anger was swept away when they saw Feng Yi being knocked out of the arena. Everyone inside and outside the arena was shocked, wondering how this had happened. The match had ended too quickly, and even the spectators were shouting in confusion.

"What happened!? How did it end so fast? Someone, please tell me!"

Inside the arena, Feng Yi stood motionless, her heart filled with confusion. Even though she knew she had been defeated, she hadn't expected Chang Ming's attack to be so powerful that she barely registered the moment his sword struck.

"I... I don't think I can ever beat them," Feng Yi thought to herself as she looked at the disciples of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect. She realized that they not only had immense power but also had experience far beyond her own. In her current state, she knew she wouldn't be able to recover from her injuries in time for the next round.

As the battles continued, Feng Yi became more convinced of her thoughts. She was attacked by various elemental powers and techniques—intense beams of light, dark energy trying to consume her, thick waves of water crashing down on her, blood spikes piercing her body, and parts of her turning to jade. The strength of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect members was beyond what she could handle at this point.

Despite losing many matches, Feng Yi continued to fight, refusing to give up. She fought in numerous battles, including one against Chui Meng, which she eventually won. Each battle left her more exhausted, but her determination to keep going never wavered.

In the final round, Feng Yi stood amidst a tense silence. Everyone's eyes were on the results board that appeared before them. The power of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect had proven to be unmatched, dominating every battle and taking the top spots in the tournament.

Feng Yi took a deep breath, trying to calm her shaken emotions. Despite losing in this crucial battle, she knew this was only the beginning. There was always room to grow, but she couldn't help feeling disappointed as she looked at the results. Feng Yi vowed to herself that she would become stronger and that in the next battle, she would not be defeated again.

[Rank 1: Mu Shuyuan, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 63, Losses: 0]

[Rank 2: Long Teng, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 62, Losses: 1]

[Rank 3: Ming Hai, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 61, Losses: 2]

[Rank 4: Chang Ming, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 60, Losses: 3]

[Rank 5: Chen Wei, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 59, Losses: 4]

[Rank 6: Wang Bai, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 58, Losses: 5]

[Rank 7: Wang He, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 57, Losses: 6]

[Rank 8: Mo Jun, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 56, Losses: 7]

[Rank 9: Gao Yuan, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 55, Losses: 8]

[Rank 10: Chang Qian, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 54, Losses: 9]

[Rank 11: Feng Yi, Immortal Phoenix Emperor Dynasty, Wins: 53, Losses: 10]

[Rank 12: Long Tian, Immortal Dragon Emperor Clan, Wins: 52, Losses: 11]

[Rank 13: Lin Qingyi, Lin Immortal Emperor Clan, Wins: 51, Losses: 12]

[Rank 14: Mo Ling, Immortal Demon Emperor Sacred Land, Wins: 50, Losses: 13]

[Rank 15: Cui Meng, Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, Wins: 49, Losses: 14]

[Rank 16: Su Wenzhe, Immortal Star Emperor Sacred Land, Wins: 48, Losses: 15]

[Rank 17: Wen Lihua, Wen Immortal Emperor Clan, Wins: 47, Losses: 16]

[Rank 18: Jiang Baitian, Jiang Immortal Emperor Clan, Wins: 46, Losses: 17]

[Rank 19: Xue Ting, Xue Clan, Wins: 45, Losses: 18]

[Rank 20: Gu Chen - Wins: 44, Losses: 19]

[Rank 21: Su Xiaolan, Immortal Star Emperor Sacred Land, Wins: 43, Losses: 20]

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[Rank 60: Zi Hao, Immortal Sword Emperor Sacred Land, Wins: 4, Losses: 59]

[Rank 61: Jiang Li, Jiang Immortal Emperor Clan, Wins: 3, Losses: 60]

[Rank 62: Xiao Chen - Wins: 2, Losses: 61]

[Rank 63: Jiang Ting, Jiang Immortal Emperor Clan, Wins: 1, Losses: 62]

[Rank 64: Zhang Xinye, Immortal Winter Emperor Sacred Land, Wins: 0, Losses: 63]

After a fierce and astonishing battle in the final round, the arena was engulfed in silence. The atmosphere was tense as everyone fixed their gaze on the leaderboard, displaying the name Mu Shuyuan from the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect as the first-place winner. The faces of Feng Yi and the other participants were filled with exhaustion and disappointment. Even the murmurs from the spectators had died down.

An elderly man in white robes appeared in the center of the arena, his gaze sweeping over the participants before his voice echoed loudly.

"Congratulations to Mu Shuyuan and the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect!"

As his voice faded, a large podium emerged in the center of the arena. All eyes were on the rewards that the old man was about to present. The prizes were given to the finalists one by one. Each accepted their reward in silence, with no display of joy or any other emotion, as the entire competition had been fraught with shame and tension.

As the last reward was handed out, the sighs of some spectators began to fill the air. But at that very moment, a faint, distinct sound emerged from the direction of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect. The disciples of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect gradually took out seals and raised them to the sky. A red glow surrounded them.

"What are they doing?" some in the crowd shouted.

Those who had planned to ambush the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect members after the competition were shocked to see a powerful teleportation light glow and activate quickly. They had prepared many strategies, but before anyone could move, the light engulfed the disciples of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect entirely.

"It's too late..." The voices within the arena echoed with growing despair.

All those who hoped to deal with the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect could only stand and watch as they disappeared without a trace, helpless to do anything.

In no time, news of the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect spread across the entire Tianyuan World. Criticism and panic arose everywhere—not just because they had won, but because it was a decisive victory and they possessed so many talented individuals.