The righteous path punishes Heaven

Chapter 149 The Immortal Fate Gathering 1

Zhongzhou, Taipingdao Outer Gate Square.

The Grand Elder loudly announced the results of the first round of competition: "Three people in the 1200-meter race, twenty people in the 800-meter race, and 175 people in the 600-meter race. All those who fail to reach the 600-meter mark are eliminated and lose their qualification to join the sect!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the more than two hundred young cultivators who had not climbed the six-hundred-meter-high Heavenly Pillar looked dejected and were taken away from the square, losing their qualification to join the Taiping Dao.

The second competition was the sparring session, which is also the biggest hurdle for the Taiping Dao to recruit disciples.

After more than three hundred years, the school resumed recruiting disciples, attracting tens of thousands of people who came seeking its reputation, but in the end, only one hundred spots would be available.

The first hundred spots are quickly selected by Tongtianzhu, and then further selected through sparring to ensure that the disciples are of higher quality. Unless there are special circumstances, only one hundred newcomers will be retained, and the rest will be eliminated.

After pausing for several hours to rest and recover their physical and spiritual energy, they were ready to begin their sparring.

The Grand Elder announced the competition rules. A total of 168 people successfully passed the 600-meter Tongtian Pillar. They will compete in pairs, with opponents determined by drawing lots.

With a flick of his whisk, the elder caused a stone platform, sixty or seventy meters in diameter, to slowly rise from the center of the plaza.

"In a duel between two people, if either party is first knocked off the stone platform, knocked unconscious, defeated, or surrenders, they will fail to advance or be eliminated. In the end, only one hundred disciples will be left to join the sect!"

Everyone responded in unison, ready to show their skills and do their best to stay.

In the first round, a young girl faced off against a very tall man.

The other 166 people sat cross-legged around the platform. The plaza was quite large; even including the other dozens of Daoist masters from the sect and the huge stone platform in the center, it only occupied a quarter of the plaza.

Su Zeyu looked up and surveyed his surroundings. The pavilions and buildings along Taiping Road were mostly apricot-yellow in color. At the far east end of the square, there was a huge palace with four large characters on the plaque: "Great Fortune Under Heaven".

However, the most eye-catching thing is the golden statue standing in front of the main hall. It is an elderly man with a yellow cloth tied around his head and wearing a Taoist robe. The sleeves of the robe are intricately carved with various Tai Chi symbols, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance.

The old man's statue holds a broken bowl in his left hand, the contents of which are unknown. In his right hand, he holds a cane shaped like a broken, withered branch, with a red sphere embedded at the top, making the whole thing look quite strange.

After briefly glancing at the information about the buildings, Su Zeyu turned his attention back to watching the battle between the two people on the stage and gathering information about their strengths, which would be of great help to Su Zeyu in the upcoming battle.

On the stone platform, as the elder's voice fell, the competition began. The two entered battle mode, and their divine sense power could be felt spreading rapidly, enveloping the entire stone platform.

The girl, being at a physical disadvantage, prepared to use ranged attacks to wear down her opponent and avoid close combat. The man, on the other hand, was clearly a body-refining cultivator, judging from his burly physique.

Neither of them made any rash moves at this moment. They slowly closed the distance and tried to lure the other into making a move, but both of them were very cautious and remained deadlocked for more than ten seconds.

The man, unwilling to wait any longer, made the first move. Although he appeared to be large and inconvenient, he was anything but clumsy. With nimble footwork, he quickly approached the female cultivator, closing the distance between them to just a few meters in the blink of an eye.

The girl reacted quickly, stomped her right foot, and flew backward. At the same time, she rapidly gathered spiritual energy in her hands, which transformed into several flying swords that attacked the male cultivator!

The male cultivator remained calm, placing his arms horizontally in front of him to form a protective barrier. He did not choose to dodge, but instead directly withstood the attacks, which was enough to show his profound physical cultivation. Su Zeyu also knew that this person was deliberately withstanding the attacks, intentionally showing off his strong physique to the elders.

The female cultivator continued to condense her flying swords for attack, while simultaneously freeing one hand to summon her natal magic weapon, the longsword, and began to gather power in preparation for her killing move.

Since ordinary attacks are ineffective against him, we must unleash our strongest moves and finish the battle quickly.

The man noticed something amiss and began to gather his spiritual energy in preparation for a killing move. In just a few breaths, everyone could feel powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from the two of them. It seemed that the next strike would determine the victor.

The female cultivator was the first to complete her preparations. Three enormous blood-red sword energies slowly condensed above her head. A strong killing intent could be felt emanating from those sword energies. As her arm fell, the three swords smashed down towards the male cultivator's head!

The technique this woman used was none other than the deadly move of military strategy—the Breaking Army!

The three greatswords, each over ten meters long, hurtled towards the man like three small mountains. The pressure of this immortal technique directly suppressed him in place, leaving him unable to dodge.

The male cultivator tried to move his body, but was completely unable to move due to the suppression of the Po Jun killing move. He simply chose to withstand it head-on. Suddenly, a powerful energy burst out from his body, covering his entire body like armor, in an attempt to resist the female cultivator's killing move.

"Hmph!" The female cultivator snorted coldly, and continued to gather dozens of sword energies behind him, forming a pincer attack with the three great swords, and together they attacked the male cultivator!

boom!!

"Pfft!—" The male cultivator was hit head-on, and the powerful sword energy blasted him away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, fell onto the stone platform, and fainted.

The female cultivator wiped the sweat from her forehead, slowly landed on the ground, and looked at the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder stroked his white beard, smiled and nodded, and said, "Outstanding performance, directly promoted to outer disciple of the Taiping Dao."

The female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to the elder, saying, "Thank you, Elder."

Su Zeyu and Su Jing looked at each other, realizing that their promotion would not be easy either.