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"All the outer sect disciples that are participating in the Large Competition should hurry to the outer sect competition grounds. Those that are not here by then should be deemed to have given up."

A message was sent to Yang Li's identity plate. After Yang Li saw this, he stood up and used his movement technique to hurry towards the martial arena. All of the disciples that he passed by quickly rushed towards the martial arena.

Normally, it was rare to see a hundred disciples in front of the outer sect gate wearing disciple uniforms.

Arriving at the outer sect competition grounds, they saw that the huge competition grounds were currently packed with people, and there were even ten huge arenas set up, and in the distance, there was a high platform with hundreds of seats set up. However, at this moment, there were only a few cultivators with powerful cultivations conversing on it, presumably to give the elders a place to sit.

Soon, it was already time. No more disciples came in. The eight thousand outer sect disciples had all arrived. The entire martial arena was extremely lively.

The seats on the high platform were almost full as well. A tall and sturdy man stood up.

"All disciples, quiet!"

A loud shout suddenly reached Yang Li's ears, causing his ears to buzz. Yang Li shook his head, and looked towards the martial arena. He discovered that all the disciples were like this, and couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

Seeing that the martial arts arena had quietened down, the burly man said: "I am the vice head of the Enforcement Hall, Yin Fang. I declare that the outer sect competition has officially begun!"

"Next, all participants are requested to take out their identity tokens. Your participant numbers have been sent to your identity tokens."

Yang Li took out his own token, which read: Group A: 197

"Because the time of the Large Competition is of the essence, the rules have changed. Please listen carefully!"

"The first round will be a chaotic battle. The eight thousand participating disciples will be divided into ten groups of eight hundred people each, and will enter the arena to participate in the chaotic battle. Only one hundred people will remain on the stage."

"Every arena is equipped with an illusionary formation, the disciples killed in the illusions will all be directly sent out."

"Now, please enter the ring according to the division given to you by your tokens!" When the disciples heard the order, they quickly followed their numbers and entered the arena.

"The Large Competition begins! "Formation, activate!"

Atop all the arenas, a vast amount of light flashed as a thick fog rose. In the air, ten screens appeared, with many Elders on the platform also raising their heads to take a look.

The scenery of the Dense Fog Forest suddenly appeared in front of Yang Li's eyes. At the same time, a pigeon egg-sized black soul bead appeared in his hand. Yang Li casually placed it into his spatial ring, took out his supine spear, and slowly walked through the forest.

Not long after, he saw a disciple appear in front of him. Yang Li didn't hesitate to attack with his spear, and before he could even react, the disciple had already been eliminated.

"Can you let me see who killed me?" This disciple was extremely depressed, but when he came out, he discovered that there were already many eliminated disciples in the surroundings.

As time passed, the disciples below the 9th level of the Qi Accumulation Stage had basically all been eliminated. There were still 2000 disciples in the arena, and all of them were at or above the 9th level of Qi Accumulation Stage.

At this time, Yang Li saw a disciple with a blue character appear in front of him.

The disciple was at the late stage of the second level of the Blood Tempering Stage. Seeing Yang Li's late stage cultivation, his lips curled into a disdainful smile. His movement technique dodged Yang Li's attack.

He took out his weapon and cut down at Yang Li. Yang Li faintly smiled, without the least bit of defense.

When that disciple saw this, the corners of his mouth became disdainful. But in the next second, he was startled. His saber directly passed through Yang Li's neck without the slightest sensation of contact.

"It's an afterimage!" The disciple's mind jolted and he suddenly felt a wind behind his back.

However, he found out that he had passed through it again, and it was still just an afterimage.

"Junior brother, good movement technique. My name is Yu Feng. May I know what your name is?" Yu Feng immediately submitted and asked.

"Brother Yu Feng, how do you do? My name is Yang Li, but I can't accept this competition." Yang Li said as he stood in front of Yu Feng, smiling.

"Naturally. Junior, feel free to attack." Yu Feng said in a clear voice.

"Then Junior Apprentice Brother, you're welcome. Flame God Spear Art, Flame Dragon Soaring The Heavens!" Yang Li's figure disappeared, and a roaring fire dragon rushed out from behind Yu Feng.

"Come at me! Sand Blade Art, Sand Toss! " Yu Feng followed up with a horizontal slash to the back, and the two spirit arts canceled each other out.

However, Yu Feng felt a chill on his neck, and his entire body left the arena.

Yu Feng, who had appeared on the martial arena, was also extremely convinced. Yang Li's movement technique had far surpassed his own. He was like an unfathomable ghost, it was hard to find him; it wasn't a loss at all.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. Even if he was eliminated in the first round, he would still have the chance to challenge Yang Li again. With his strength, although he wouldn't be able to defeat Yang Li, others wouldn't have any problems.

The Misty Cloud Forest in the illusion world was extremely quiet without the roars of wild beasts. After defeating Yu Feng, Yang Li thought for a moment before sitting down on the ground, waiting for someone else to come looking for him.

Not long after, he felt a gust of wind come from behind him.

"Floating Light Flash!"

Yang Li disappeared from where he was. The disciple that had rushed over directly stabbed his sword through Yang Li's head. He was stunned like the wind, but Yang Li did not give him any chance.

This disciple only had a cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi Accumulation. Yang Li's spiritual force was useless as a blur of light and shadow attacked from behind him, thrusting a spear through his body.

Before the disciple died, he turned his head to look at the smiling Yang Li, and his figure disappeared.

At this moment, a loud voice filled the entire mystic realm.

"There are only a few hundred people left in Group A, the first round of Group A is over."

The secret realm instantly transformed into a battle arena, with a hundred disciples within it.

"Group A, second round. 100 people will be fighting in a free-for-all. If killed in the arena, they will immediately leave the arena, until only 30 people remain."

This rule was even more cruel than the previous one. The ones below the Blood Tempering realm who luckily survived in the last round became the first ones to be eliminated.

In just an hour, more than half of the people had been eliminated, leaving only forty people at least at the middle stage of the first level of the Blood Tempering Stage.

Yang Li noticed that out of the remaining forty odd people, there were two golden, two purple, and a dozen blue-clothed disciples.

In their eyes, the grey-clothed disciple had become the first disciple that they had to get rid of.

One of the disciples lightly said, "According to the cultivation level, let's eliminate those at the first stage of stage one middle stage."

Immediately, the scene became chaotic once again, but the two disciples didn't make a move. They only watched the fight between the two coldly.

Although Yang Li had a late stage cultivation, it still wasn't enough in the eyes of others. Thus, he became the target of attack.

However, Yang Li had no desire to fight with them. He was too lazy to even attack them, and could only rely on the flashing lights to dodge them.

When one of the golden characters disciple saw Yang Li, he frowned and was about to speak, but was stopped by another golden character disciple. "Trash is always trash, just rely on your movement techniques to dodge them. Someone will take care of him in the arena."

After hearing this, the golden character disciple thought for a while, then stopped speaking.

The battle quickly ended, and only a few grey-colored disciples remained, while the blue-purple and gold outer word disciples did not lose a single one.

When the number dropped to 30, the illusion vanished and the mist on the stage dissipated.

Group A's arena ended the fastest. After all, in the previous batch's top ten rankings, only six remained, while Group A took up two!

In fact, there were even some disciples with blue characters. It was just that there were a bit less disciples with purple characters.

Soon, the other arenas were over. The slowest was group C, and there were only six or seven blue-clothed disciples left. This was why it took so much time.

At this time, the sky was about to darken.

"Of the remaining three hundred disciples in the ten arenas, tomorrow will be the third round of the battle. The new participant number is already in your identity tokens. Tomorrow, we will go according to the new number. Do you understand?"

Yin Fang's voice spread throughout the entire martial arena, and after the top three hundred disciples heard this, they all agreed.

"Very well, the first day of the Large Competition is over. Disciples, please go back."

The competition of the first day had finally come to an end. After hearing the end of the competition, all the disciples started to walk out of the competition grounds, and endless discussions broke out.

Yang Li walked in the crowd, pondering how much strength he would display tomorrow.

"Yang Li!" A hard voice came to his ears.

Yang Li was somewhat puzzled. He turned his head to look and discovered that it was Yu Feng. He couldn't help but smile.

"Why is senior apprentice-brother Yu Feng looking for me?"

"Junior brother Yang Li, you really made it easy for me to find you. Junior brother, you should know that we blue ranked disciples rarely communicate with grey ranked disciples, so our circle of friends is very limited." Yu Feng laughed as he spoke.

"Isn't this the end of the first day of the Large Competition? We, the few friends who know each other, discussed and found some powerful Gray Character Disciples to drink and exchange our feelings. We can look out for each other in the future."

People with different talent in different realms naturally rarely came into contact with each other. When Yu Feng and the others had invited the 'Gray Character disciple', they had probably only chosen that disciple after comparing their strength and cultivation.

Thinking of this, Yang Li smiled and said, "Senior-apprentice Brother Yu Feng, you've invited me so enthusiastically. If I don't go, then won't I be giving you face? I wonder when and where? "

"The Eight Immortals Tower in the Misty City is still in your day. Junior Brother, you can come back when you're still new."

"Okay senior brother. I have some small matters to attend to right now, but I will be there by then. What do you think?"

"No problem. Junior brother, if you have something to do, you go ahead and busy yourself first. Senior brother, I'll go find someone else, but Junior brother Yang Li, you have to come. Otherwise, senior brother will really hold a grudge, haha." Yu Feng laughed heartily and left without saying anything else.

Yang Li smiled at the departing back of Yu Feng. He turned around and walked in the direction of the Pill Palace, intending to purchase two qi replenishing pills to prepare for the battle tomorrow.