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In the evening, Tian Jue and Hai Dongqing who had gone up the Golden Crow Sect withdrew. Of course, those who went up first also went down the mountain first. The first few rounds of the competition were arranged at the foot of the mountain. All the disciples from first-rate sects and above had unconditionally been promoted.

This would not cause anyone to wail and cry that it was unfair, because the disciples of first-rate sects and above who participated in the previous rounds of competitions were even more unfair to the disciples of sects and influential families.

There was a huge gap between the first-rate and second-rate martial arts that he cultivated and the resources he enjoyed, as well as between his mastery and experience.

For example, second-rate sects were in charge of the safety and management of a small area, while first-rate sects were in charge of overseeing the management of these small areas.

If the region was big, then there would be a lot of trouble. Thus, disciples of first-rate sects would have a lot of opportunities to gain experience.

Take Hai Dongqing and Tian Jue for example. As the chief disciples of second-rate sects, they had nothing to do in a relatively peaceful place like the Guan Hai Sect.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Heng Clan were directly brought by their teachers to handle the case of the Yuan Hai Sect. On the other hand, other than the two of them who had a special experience, most of the disciples of the second-rate sects would never be able to come into contact with cases like this.

Relatively speaking, disciples from first-rate sects and above enjoyed the glory of being in the Central Plains and also took on higher risks. When the foreign enemies invaded, they became the core of the Central Plains, thus they became the primary targets.

Experts were usually dealt with by people from first-rate sects or above. Those who were lucky enough to escape death would naturally seek revenge on their disciples and grandchildren.

According to the statistics, the sacrifice rate of third-rate forces was 0.5%, second-rate forces was 1.5%, and the sacrifice rate of the first-rate sects was 1.5%.

If there was no war, then the sacrifice rate would be even higher. The higher the martial arts, the stronger the opponent, and the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

It could be said that their privileges were built upon the corpses of their fellow disciples, and their radiance was bestowed upon them by the blood of their fellow disciples. At the same time, each of them had a high chance of becoming fellow disciples.

However, there were still people who didn't understand why those people were clamoring over the melon seeds and why they enjoyed such privileges. It was fortunate that there were only a few people who enjoyed such privileges.

When Tian Jue and Hai Dongqing returned to their residence, the two of them talked about the Golden Crow Sect's main hall for a long time without stopping.

It was only until dinner time that the two of them stopped to eat. After practicing for a while, they fell asleep.

The next day, the enormous Golden Crow City was already packed full. Fortunately, the Nine Prefectures' Conference had decreed that the members of the sects and aristocratic families could only be led by an elder. They could not drag their families along with them, otherwise, this Golden Crow City would not be able to endure the torment.

The area within fifty miles of Golden Crow City was densely packed with merchants. This was the most important matter in the Central Plains, and also a good opportunity to raise money.

All the major sects, including the Storm Sect, would choose their disciples from this event, not to mention the other sects.

Of course, the rule here was that no one could break the rules when these people had spent enough time in their respective sects.

Therefore, this competition was especially important to many of the participants. This was a good opportunity for the Spring Dragon's Gate. The ranking of one's life depended on their performance in the Nine Prefectures' Gathering.

As for those who had undergone puberty, most of them could only stay in their sects. There were also some people who were extremely close to the sect, or had some other reason.

Tian Jue and Hai Dongqing looked at the scene on the street and suddenly felt a headache. If they were really squeezed into this place, who knew how long it would take until they arrived at the competition venue in the inner city.

The two looked up and saw many disciples from the sects that lived in the outer city jumping across the rooftops. The two of them also followed.

Upon reaching the rooftop, the two saw that there were quite a few people on the rooftop as well. Most likely, there were more than a thousand people on the rooftop.

Although more than a thousand people passed by the rooftops, not many tiles were broken. Those that destroyed the residents' property were also caught by the security guards of the Golden Crow Sect. As they paid compensation, they were also disqualified from participating in the competition.

Seeing someone being eliminated, the crowd realized that this was also a screening. No wonder the disciples of foreign sects could only stay in the outer city. This type of screening included people from first-rate powers. Although first-rate powers didn't need to compete, the reports had to be reported, and those who should participate still had to participate.

But there were also those who didn't need to participate in this sort of selection; they were the disciples of the five great sects and the Storm Sect.

Tian Jue and Hai Dongqing had successfully made it to the arena, and it could be said that they were fated. Hai Dongqing's first match would be against the disciples of the Yan Clan, although it was not against the five people he had taught a lesson to, it was against him.

"It's you!" You actually didn't die? " The members of the Yan Clan looked at the gyrfalcon in shock.

"You say that this world isn't small, but how could you and I have such a coincidence?" The so-called enmity meeting made Hai Dongqing's eyes turn red. When Hai Dongqing saw that the other party was a descendant of the Yan Clan, he had long drawn his sword and waited for the battle to begin.

Following the start of the order, Hai Dongqing was the first to run toward the other party and shout, "Guan Hai Sect, Sword Wave!"

The gyrfalcon had his own thoughts. He wouldn't easily defeat his opponent, so he played slowly.

Hai Dongqing represented that the Guan Hai Sect had to announce themselves to the competition because of this. He did not think that the people who came to watch the competition at this point would have a conversation like this:

"So he's from the Guan Hai Sect!"

"You know him?"

"I know him! I can't wait to skin him and pull his tendons out!"

"After the convention ends, our alliance will go and punish them!"

"Very good! I hope that you will not go back on your word. "

In the arena, Hai Dongqing and the Yan Clan's disciples were engaged in a battle.

When the sword waves were unleashed, Hai Dongqing chopped down continuously with his sword. For a time, the Yan Clan's disciple was only forced to passively take a beating. He was patiently enduring, waiting for Hai Dongqing to tire from the attack and then launch a counterattack.

Meeting an opponent like the gyrfalcon was still considered bad luck for the disciples of the Yan Clan. The biggest feature of the sword waves was that they were endless.

"I call your Yan Clan disciples evil!" The gyrfalcon hacked down viciously with his sword.

"I will call you Yan Clan for bullying the weak!" The sword came chopping down viciously.

"I told you to bully the young with your strength!" Another sword viciously slashed down.

"A bunch of old scoundrels!"

"A bunch of little rascals!"

"..."

The more he beat them, the more excited he became. The more he scolded, the fiercer he hacked. It made the Yan family elders' foreheads dark lines on them and the veins on their arms bulge out.

This kind of fighting style and Hai Dongqing's performance attracted a lot of people's attention. Seeing that Hai Dongqing had hacked him from the beginning to now, it was fine if they didn't see his fatigue, but this guy was actually getting more and more spirited.

If they had attacked from the beginning, they would not have been suppressed for over half an incense stick of time. In the end, the gyrfalcon didn't seem to be that tired, as he was kicked off the stage due to lack of strength.

This kick caused a huge commotion in the crowd. A middle-aged man who looked like a rich businessman laughed at the scholar beside him, "Haha, this kid is interesting. I like it."

At the small window of the teahouse in the competition area, a middle-aged man and a few other middle-aged men were drinking tea as they said, "This kid has gone overboard, hehe."