Thirty-two arenas lit up simultaneously, and on each arena, two contestants appeared. Just as Long Chen had predicted before, all were powerful Sons of Destiny.
Moreover, there were many disciples wearing Long family uniforms above. The Long family was not as weak as it appeared, and the Heavenly Ranking did not represent all the strong.
Because many disciples are very patient, they have never revealed their true strength, hoping to make a stunning impact in this competition.
Unfortunately, Long Ziwei, once ranked tenth on the Heavenly Ranking, was eliminated early. The one who defeated him was also a half-step Destiny Child, and the one who defeated him was ultimately stopped at the top 128.
It can be said that the elite tournament is full of hidden dragons and tigers, with many people holding back their energy, just waiting to shine brightly on this stage.
The thirty-two arenas are numbered, from first to thirty-second, and this is the order of their matches.
However, unlike before, the disciples on the thirty-two arenas all sat cross-legged on the arena, eyes tightly shut, as if in deep meditation.
They had been in this state for three days now. They were adjusting their state in the arena, which helped them better control the arena space. When experts fight, not a single detail could be taken lightly.
On the thirty-two arenas, sixty-four disciples appeared, but they had no idea what was happening outside and remained in a certain state.
"Buzz!"
When Arena No. 1 opened, divine light surged forth, and Long Chen's figure appeared on the stage. According to tradition, after the top thirty-two, all matches had to be personally overseen by the chief referee.
When Long Chen appeared, the two disciples sitting cross-legged on the arena slowly opened their eyes at the same time.
They saw their opponents, and also Long Chen. When they saw Long Chen, a look of mockery and disdain appeared in their eyes. Clearly, they were dissatisfied with this chief referee.
In the past, chief judges required at least a Heavenly Saint expert with a dragon vein to be qualified, but Long Chen was at the same level as them, not even a Destiny Cultivator. What right did he have to judge them?
"Hopefully they won't accidentally kill the chief referee, or else it would be a joke." On the arena, a disciple sneered.
Although Qin Feng's earlier move shocked the entire audience, very few of those present had witnessed Long Chen in action, so doubts about his strength were still high.
"Peaceful sparring, just enough points. Friendship first, competition second..."
Long Chen started spouting clichés that were completely useless. There was no choice—some forms still had to be followed. After a long bunch of nonsense, Long Chen said,
"The contest begins!"
"Buzz!"
Long Chen swung the golden scepter he had mentioned, and the barrier in the center of the arena instantly vanished. As the barrier vanished, the two disciples shouted in unison.
"Rumble rumble rumble... The
Destiny Wheel behind them surged, and the violent and ferocious power of Destiny erupted like a volcano. Their movements were almost synchronized, both weapons slashing at each other simultaneously.
From the start, it was a relentless fierce battle. The two divine weapons slashed each other, the explosions thundering to the heavens. This was a fierce battle between the Sons of Destiny. The violent power made the entire arena shake and tremble uncontrollably, while the entire spectator stands were ignited by their terrifying power, their blood ignited, and they shouted and shouted in unison.
"Boom boom boom... The
two roared in fury, clashing blades and swords as they fought fiercely, like two meteors colliding back and forth across the arena, moving so fast they couldn't be caught with the naked eye.
"So strong!"
At the edge of the distant arena, Long Ziwei, Qin Feng, Gui Jiu, and others sat together. Watching their fierce and stormy assault, Long Ziwei couldn't help but sigh.
When he lost, he was still a bit resentful. In his heart, he always believed he had the ability to break into the top thirty-two, and the reason he lost was simply bad luck.
But now, after witnessing a real showdown between strong fighters, he realized the gap between them and the other was simply too great.
Just the day before yesterday, Long Ziwei's Destiny Ring evolved into the Destiny Roulette, and he advanced from a half-step Child of Destiny to a true Child of Destiny.
He was filled with regret, thinking that if he had awakened the Child of Destiny earlier, he wouldn't have lost then.
However, Qin Feng told Long Ziwei that if he hadn't gone through that grueling final battle, being squeezed and stimulated by the opponent's aura, he wouldn't have awakened the Child of Destiny so quickly.
But even so, Long Ziwei was still a bit unconvinced. But now, he was convinced, because even with his current strength, facing such an opponent, he still had no chance of winning—the gap was huge.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud explosion rang out as the two fought with full force once again. Two divine weapons shone brilliantly, lighting up the entire arena. This was the ultimate strike since the battle began.
The fierce wind howled, and the power of destiny struck the arena's barrier like a blade. The solid barrier developed fine cracks, causing everyone to gasp in shock.
You have to know, after entering the top 128 and upgrading the arena, this was the first time someone could break the barrier, showing just how terrifying their strength was.
"Will Long Chen be alright?"
Seeing this, Yu Ying couldn't help but worry. Such terrifying power was a kind of indiscriminate attack, and Long Chen was about to be drawn into it.
"Rumble...
The fierce wind howled across the arena, and both contestants were knocked to the edge of the arena by the other's strength. Clearly, their strength was evenly matched, and neither gained the upper hand.
In the center of the arena, Long Chen held a golden staff, his long hair flowing and robes billowing. From beginning to end, he never moved; their fierce battle had no effect on him.
Seeing this, the mercenaries on the viewing platform couldn't help but erupt in cheers. Now, it seemed their worries were completely unnecessary.
In the midst of the frenzied battle between two Destiny Children, Long Chen could still stand there so calmly, which meant his strength was definitely far above theirs.
On the viewing platform, Feng Fei curled a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. She rested her chin on her hand, her big eyes shining with excitement. For some reason, she just liked to look at Long Chen like this.
No one knows when it started, but after she chose to be a spectator, the whole world became so beautiful.
Sometimes, it's just so strange—the more you want something, the more fate creates obstacles to prevent you from getting it.
And when you become utterly desireless, fate will send it right before you. Back then, her strength was left farther and further behind by Long Chen, but now, she feels she is getting closer to him—so close that she can see everything about him and appreciate every shining point in him.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, both of them roared in anger. After prolonged attacks without breakthrough, they seemed to be burning with anger, fighting fiercer and fiercer, even unleashing various fierce killing moves. This was no longer a martial contest; one wrong move could cost lives.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, one of them slashed down with his long sword, but was blocked by the opponent's strikeHowever, a strange scene unfolded: the man's long sword shot like lightning, stabbing straight at Long Chen's throat, causing the powerful figures present to cry out in shock.