diskusbooks Chapter 458, Round 3 Begins
Chapter 458, Round 3 Begins
The square fell silent again, but the atmosphere was even more somber.
Everyone understands that what happened today is not the end, but the beginning of a much bigger storm.
Lin Xuantong looked in the direction where Master Yu Shu had disappeared, a subtle, profound look flashing in his eyes before he regained his composure and spoke loudly.
"Continue the game."
Upon hearing this, Mu Bingyun silently put away the Ice Marrow Bow and sat back down, as if nothing had happened. Only a lingering chill remained around her, reminding everyone of her actions just now.
Elder Lei breathed a sigh of relief, nodded gratefully in the direction of Lin Xuantong and Mu Bingyun, and then carefully helped Yun Chen: "Let's go back."
With Elder Lei's support, Yun Chen took a deep look at the two sect leaders on the high platform who had come to his aid.
Especially Mu Bingyun, he didn't expect Mu Bingyun to stand up for him at the critical moment.
Whether he likes it or not, he now owes this favor.
"Yun Chen!"
At this moment, Zhao Xiruo had finished her battle and saw Yun Chen coming down, so she quickly went to greet him.
Her beautiful face was filled with worry and lingering fear, her eyes were slightly red, and she could no longer care about her usual reserve, so she grabbed Yun Chen's other arm.
The area touched was icy cold, a sign of excessive blood loss and depletion of spiritual energy.
"How are you? Are you seriously injured?"
Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly. The heart-stopping scene on the stage, especially the moment when Yuwen Tingxuan went on a crazy self-destruction, had made her heart leap out of her throat.
"It's nothing, I'll be fine after a rest."
Yun Chen forced a smile, trying to offer a comforting one, but it aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.
"Still trying to be tough!"
Seeing his appearance, Zhao Xiruo felt both heartache and anger. She quickly took out a jade bottle from her storage ring and took out a pill.
"Take it quickly."
Yun Chen nodded, swallowed the pill, and instantly felt much better.
"Little junior brother!"
Just then, a figure rushed over like a whirlwind. Before the person arrived, the voice came first, filled with anxiety and lingering fear.
It was none other than Senior Sister Liu Yanran.
She rushed over and saw Yun Chen covered in blood and looking weak and listless. Her eyes instantly reddened.
"You little rascal, you scared me to death! Luckily you're alright."
Looking at Liu Yanran's appearance, Yun Chen felt a warmth in his heart and said with a wry smile, "It was my carelessness."
If I hadn't been careless and used my full strength, Yuwen Tingxuan wouldn't have had a chance to make a move later.
This incident also served as a wake-up call for him.
Even if these disciples of the Daoist lineage are weak, their foundation is still there, and they have one trump card after another.
We need to be more careful in the future, otherwise we might accidentally capsize in a ditch one day.
"I was indeed careless. I need to be more careful in the future."
At this moment, Shen Nan also walked over. He still had a cold and stern appearance, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and thin lips pressed tightly together, but his tone was full of concern.
Yun Chen nodded, then changed the subject, looking at them and asking, "By the way, how did you guys do? Why did it end so quickly?"
The second round of competition was conducted simultaneously.
In other words, when he was fighting Yuwen Tingxuan, they should also be fighting.
The battle just now was too dangerous, so he didn't pay attention to the other arenas.
"Don't worry! We've all won."
Liu Yanran smiled and raised an eyebrow.
Yun Chen looked at Zhao Xiruo with some surprise.
It's not surprising that Liu Yanran and Shen Nan won, after all, they often face various dangers in the Dao Alliance and have rich combat experience.
But Zhao Xiruo actually advanced too?
You should know that Zhao Xiruo had only just broken through to the Golden Core stage, and her previous victory was considered a fluke.
Even if someone has an innate Dao body, it's impossible to be this defying the heavens.
"Don't you know who my opponent is?"
Meeting Yun Chen's gaze, Zhao Xiruo smiled and winked.
Yun Chen asked instinctively, "Who is it?"
Before Zhao Xiruo could answer, Liu Yanran laughed and said, "Junior Sister is lucky; her opponent is Zifeng."
"what?"
Yun Chen looked bewildered.
Zifeng is Elder Lei's disciple and also a member of their Divine Thunder Palace, so Yun Chen is quite familiar with him.
Zhao Xiruo nodded and said, "It was him. You were almost in trouble just now, and Zifeng let me win in order to end the battle as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chen looked in surprise toward the direction where Zi Feng was not far away, and found that he was looking in their direction.
He didn't speak, but simply cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Yun Chen.
Seeing this, Yun Chen nodded to Zi Feng from afar, acknowledging the favor.
"The next round of the draw is about to begin, let's go over there first," Shen Nan reminded them.
The group arrived at the drawing area, where the remaining eight disciples had already arrived.
Besides Yun Chen, Shen Nan, Liu Yanran, and Zhao Xiruo, the other four are Xuan Jingmo from Taixu Palace, Leng Hanyue from Chaoyin Pavilion, and Yun Chen vaguely remembers the other two. One is a woman from Taixu Palace named Tang Siyu, and the other is another female disciple from Chaoyin Pavilion named Xu Xinran.
Both of them possessed considerable power, with Xu Xinran's aura being particularly refined, even appearing to be a bit stronger than Leng Hanyue's.
The presiding elder announced the start of the lottery.
Yun Chen reached out and took out a jade tablet with the character "three" engraved on it.
He looked up and saw a young man opposite him holding a jade pendant with the same number, who was also looking at him.
The man was dressed in the robes of the Taixu Palace, with a handsome face and sharp eyes; he was none other than Xuan Jingmo.
When Xuan Jingmo saw that his opponent was Yun Chen, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded slightly to Yun Chen.
Seeing this, Yun Chen nodded in response.
The results of the draw were determined very quickly.
Shen Nan's opponent is Xu Xinran from Chaoyin Pavilion, Liu Yanran will face Leng Hanyue, and Zhao Xiruo will play against Tang Siyu from Taixu Palace.
The four matches will be held simultaneously on different arenas.
Yun Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the surging blood and qi within his body and the stinging pain in his soul, and walked towards the third arena.
His steps were unsteady, his face was pale, and he was clearly in poor condition.
Xuan Jingmo was already waiting on the stage.
He looked at Yun Chen approaching, his brows furrowing slightly, and said, "Junior Brother Yun, your injuries are severe. Why don't you rest and recuperate for now? This battle..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear: he suggested that Yun Chen give up or postpone the match.
Yun Chen stopped and shook his head: "Don't worry, it's not necessary."
Zhao Xiruo just secretly slipped the Hunyuan Pearl to him. With the nourishment of the Hunyuan Pearl, he will recover in no time.
Seeing his resolute attitude, Xuan Jingmo stopped trying to persuade him and said solemnly, "In that case, please."
Almost simultaneously, the voices of the presiding elders announced the start of the competition from the other three arenas.
In an instant, spiritual energy suddenly shone on the four arenas, and the booming and whistling sounds of sword energy and spells colliding were deafening, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire square.