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In the past half month, a large number of warriors had been pouring in from all over the Sky Fire City, and among them, many of the inns within the city were now packed with people. The shopkeeper sat behind the counter, and the abacus beads were crackling loudly, his fat face was covered in a layer of oil, and his eyes were filled with happiness. Just from these few days, his income had exceeded more than one month, if only this could be held once a year, how great would that be.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The competition that was held every four years in Sky Fire City finally began.

The streets of Sky Fire City were crowded with people. They squeezed together and moved in the same direction.

The two stalls on both sides of the street were filled with items that had never been there before, which dazzled everyone. The stalls' stalls opened their throats and shouted as they attentively welcomed every guest who came to ask about it.

The largest plaza in Sky Fire City was lined up along the city walls. A few dozen high platforms were set up at the last minute for the warriors to compete with each other.

Walking through the crowded streets, he saw a wide open space, a square large enough to hold tens of thousands of people, similarly packed to the point of not letting a drop of water pass. Calling one's companions, the sound of their feet being stepped on, the sound of a child losing an adult, the sound entering one's ears, the ocean of sounds, all these added to the atmosphere of today, which was different than usual.

In the direction of the city wall, there was a line of people standing on each side. The spacing was the same and dozens of platforms were built for the competition between the warriors. There were also a few tables that looked at the former, used by the patriarchs of the various large families of Sky Fire City to observe the battles and rest.

On one of the tables sat an old man. It was the's City Lord, Wei Xing An. He was of average stature and had a thin face, but his entire person was brimming with energy and vigor.

Wei Xing An looked around at the surrounding tables and the Patriarchs of the large families sitting on them. He then looked at the sun above his head, and it was about time to announce the start of the competition.

Leaving his seat, he stood on the stage and said, "Everyone, please stop. Allow me to say a few words."

The sound wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone in every corner of the square. The entire square immediately quieted down.

"I announce the start of the quadrennial Sky Fire City Competition. Here, this old man congratulates everyone on obtaining a good ranking."

After saying that, Wei Xing walked back to his seat and sat down.

The other old man walked to the front of the platform.

After coming to the front of the stage, he surveyed his surroundings before confidently saying: "Now announce the rules of the competition: All those who have won ten matches in a row can directly enter the second round, and the participating martial artists can go up to any stage to challenge others. The victor will be on the stage, and the person in the middle can rest for fifteen minutes, until no one has come up to fight, which can be considered as a success, and like this, if there is no loss between, they can enter the second round."

As he spoke till here, the Head Supervisor paused, and let the people on the stage that were prepared to add in the matches to digest his words, then continued: "From the first round, the twenty people on the stage will be randomly chosen. Those that call out their names, and you will follow the sequence from first to twentieth, accepting the challenges of others. The victor can stay, while the loser loses the right to continue participating in the competition. "

After the old man finished speaking, he signaled his underling to bring up a large transparent box. On the top of the box, there was a hand sticking out of the box, the old man reached into the box and casually took out a rolled up piece of paper, unfolded it, and read out loud: "Contestant 3685, get on stage number 1."

After saying this, he flipped the slip of paper so that the people below the stage could clearly see the number to show that he was not faking it.

The old man gave out all the numbers he could find, and the martial artists that read the names could only blame their own misfortunes. Everyone knew that unless one was a strong martial artist, no one would be willing to go onstage. Otherwise, they would have a 100% chance of entering the second round.

"Last name, Huang Lin. No. 254. All twenty participants have been selected, please take note, judges. After verifying the number of the person on stage, the competition can begin. "

When the Huang Family Patriarch, Huang Xingye, heard the two words "Huang Lin", his thick eyebrows knitted together. This Huang Lin was ranked amongst the top twenty in terms of strength among the younger generation in the Huang Family. Huang Xing Lin was still hoping that the other party would be able to enter the top hundred in Soul Nurturing Stage Level 8 Middle Stage and even obtain an additional spot for the Huang Family when they entered the secret realm.

This time there were only 2000 people that had entered the mystic realm. If this number was exceeded then they would be randomly tossed out martial artists.

The Four Great Clans of the Sky Fire City took up three hundred of the spots, and these three hundred spots were not evenly distributed, but rather, the number of people was determined based on the number of spots taken.

Those who obtained the first place, other than those who obtained the qualifications, they could also bring in twenty other people. Those twenty people could be those who failed in the competition, or they could be people who did not participate in the competition.

From the second to the tenth place can choose another five people, the eleventh to the fiftieth place can choose another two, and the fifty-first to the one hundredth can bring another one.

In order to get more placings, the four families of Sky Fire City hoped to have their younger generation get better rankings. The more people could enter the secret realm, the stronger the team would be, and the more items they could obtain.

"Patriarch, elders, disciple will go up first."

Hearing his own name, Huang Lin sighed in his heart, but he was really unlucky. He also couldn't break the rules, so he bowed to Huang Xing Ye and the few elders, then jumped down the stage and walked towards Stage Twenty.

Huang Lin came to the bottom of the arena, and with a tap of his toes, he disappeared from where he stood. He flew into the air in a natural and unrestrained manner, and then landed on the stage, bringing about a round of cheers from the audience.

Everyone, I am Huang Lin from the Huang Family of Sky Fire, waiting for your challenge, please.

Huang Lin said the word 'please' and retracted his posture and stood at the center of the stage with his hands behind his back, as though he was standing high up in the sky, looking up at the sky with disdain.

The reason why Huang Lin had reported his background the moment he came up on stage was to deter those stronger than him from going up the stage to challenge him because they were afraid of the Huang Family's strength.

Indeed, when the people below the stage heard that the person was from the Huang Family of Sky Fire, they all revealed an indifferent expression of interest, and did not come up to issue a challenge for a long time, causing Huang Lin to become even more pleased with himself. He glanced at the warriors below the stage, and an expression of disdain formed on his face, according to the rules, as long as the person guarding the battle didn't challenge the battle for six hours, the person guarding the battle had the right to choose to leave, and could choose to participate in the competition like the other person.

"Me too."

After jumping on stage 20, he did not say a word as he punched towards Huang Lin. Huang Lin who was completely unprepared immediately jumped to the side, looking extremely miserable.

"F * ck, brat, don't you know the rules? You have to go to the referee's office to register the competition." F * ck, boy, don't you know the rules.

Being shocked, Huang Lin was very angry.

"Grandfather told me that I had to take advantage of people being caught unprepared, and that it would be easy to win if I caught them off guard. If I told you this, wouldn't you already be on guard? If you were on guard, wouldn't it be hard to fight? Do you think I'm stupid?"

The person who came up to the stage was a burly young man with a simple and honest appearance. He was just like his name; he wouldn't hide anything when he spoke.

"Alright, this brother is right. Let's beat his mother up like this."

The one who spoke was Luo Hao, he did not want to make fun of the simple and honest young man, but was instead because he could not bear to see Huang Lin's infuriated expression.

"Hehe, my name is Chen Han."

The young man called Chen Han hugged Luo Hao, then suddenly rushed towards Huang Lin again. He was so angry that Huang Lin cried out but he did not reply, making it easier for Chen Han to fight.

Since the two of them were both at the same level of Soul Nurturing Stage Level 8 Middle Stage, Huang Lin's martial arts were better, but Chen Han was better than him because of his strong physique and body, so even if they were both weak, the strength of the two of them was still on par with each other.

The more Huang Lin fought, the angrier he got. It took so much effort to maintain this situation, but a fool had actually appeared out of nowhere, and started fighting without even asking for his name, even if Huang Lin wanted to use the name of the Huang Family to suppress him, judging from the other party's posture, before the winner or loser is decided, don't even think of letting him off the stage.

Chen Han on the other hand, became more and more courageous as the battle went on, with one fist following the other. Although the technique was simple, the power behind it was not weak, causing many people to cheer and cheer.

However, there was a limit to one's stamina. When Chen Han used a complete attack, Huang Lin would dodge and occasionally counterattack, in order to exhaust the opponent's stamina.

If there was only one match, then he would definitely be mocked and lamented. But today was different. To conserve one's strength and win one match after another was the most important.

"Brother Chen Han, if you continue for another ten moves, you won't be able to beat this guy. Hurry and get out of here."

The reason why Luo Hao said this was naturally because he saw that Chen Han was not their opponent. The reason why he did not speak at the beginning was because the realms of the two were similar, and he hoped that Chen Han could defeat Huang Lin in one go.

Although Chen Han had an honest and straightforward personality, he was not stupid. Otherwise, he would not have been in the same cultivation realm as Huang Lin, who had a lot of resources to support him, so he would naturally be able to understand the meaning behind Luo Hao's words. With a loud roar, the speed of the punches in his hands increased, and the last bit of strength in his body was gathered under his palm.

However, Huang Lin was too cunning and nimble. He could dodge Chen Han's attacks every single time, causing Chen Han to roar in anger, but he could only worry: "Brat, are you even a man? If you're a man, then don't evade me."

"Brother Chen Han, this brat is not a man. Aren't you playing a lute to a cow talking about this with me?"

The audience replied, "Yes."

"Who is this guy that dares to challenge Huang Lin on stage? Could it be that he is another ignorant fool who doesn't know of the Huang Family's influence and doesn't know the meaning of life and death?"

"Lower your voice, don't be heard by Huang Lin who is on stage. He is currently in a competition, if he sees your mouth moving, he will think you are talking bad about him, and that will be great."

The companion of the speaker whispered to his companion.

When Huang Lin, who was fighting on the stage, heard what he said, he looked at Luo Jie. He had to remember Luo Hao's look in order to find a chance to teach him a lesson.