At that mont.
A vast expanse of land stretched far and wide, dotted with unending cities.
The heart of the Northern Border, a massive imperial city.
The Imperial Dynasty's capital—Northern City!
Today, Northern City was bustling with activity.
Ever since the news of the Martial Dao Golden Ranking's appearance within the Beilin Dynasty spread, it had shocked the world, and powers from the Northern Border were almost all converging toward the Beilin Dynasty.
Northern City had beco a gathering place for major forces.
Especially the young geniuses, who were arriving in an endless stream.
Even powers from the Sixth Realm had sent several representatives.
The War God Academy from the Southern Battle Continent, a Sixth Realm power, was renowned for its nurous young talents.
The Tailing Sect from the Eastern Spirit Continent, with its mysterious heritage, was said to have a foothold even in the True Ancestor World, and the Saint Heir himself had co.
From the Western Victory Continent, the Beast Spirit Mountain, the strongest Ancient Law Cultivation Holy Land in the Northern Border, each genius it produced was extraordinarily gifted!
Other powers from the Fifth and Fourth Realms were too many to count.
Like the Mo Family from the Far North Land.
And at this mont.
The favored sons and daughters of various major families and powers had gathered before a mountain peak.
This peak, standing in the most bustling area of the Imperial Dynasty's capital, encompassed a vast swath of land, and none dared to provoke it.
All because there was a pavilion on the peak.
The Martial Dao Pavilion!
Martial Peak's Martial Dao Pavilion was renowned throughout the Northern Border.
It was said that this power was founded by a group of extrely fearso Undying individuals. They had no desires and focused solely on the Martial Path.
And every hundred years, when the Martial Dao Golden Ranking appeared, the Martial Dao Pavilion would erge and recruit three disciples.
Those who were accepted as disciples of the Martial Dao Pavilion... historically, most had successfully received the inheritance of the Martial Dao Golden Ranking.
It could be said... becoming a disciple of the Martial Dao Pavilion was equivalent to becoming a candidate for the Golden Ranking.
Therefore, today, countless geniuses were here to compete.
"It's said that the Martial Dao Pavilion only has two spots available this year."
"It seems that from the Far North Land, there erged an extrely powerful favored daughter; her surna seems to be Mo."
"Mo Mingzhu! That woman is stunningly beautiful, with explosive Martial Talent, and moreover, she's from an Ancient Law Cultivator background!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion.
"War God Academy has arrived!"
A voice rang out as a group of young n and won arrived in a jade chariot.
"See that young man holding a folding fan? He is the War God Academy's strongest, Nangong Ao!"
"This person is determined to get a spot as a disciple of the Martial Dao Pavilion!"
People discussed animatedly.
"The Tailing Sect from Eastern Spirit Continent has arrived!"
Another voice sounded.
"See the Saint Heir of the Tailing Sect, Bu Tailing? Born with a spiritual pattern on his brow, it is said that any martial technique that reaches his hands will increase dramatically in power!"
Soone whispered.
"The Beast Spirit Prince from the Beast Spirit Mountain of Western Victory Continent has co… look at his wolf!"
Simultaneously, soone exclaid, pointing in a certain direction.
There, a man clad in beast armor rode a black wolf as tall as a horse, exuding an untad and astonishing aura.
anwhile, in a high tower far away, two extraordinary beauties sat on the edge of a bed, laughing and chatting while looking toward Martial Peak.
"Mingzhu, since you're the first disciple of the Martial Dao Pavilion, in your opinion, who will stand out this ti?"
"Nangong Ao? Beast Spirit Prince? Or Bu Tailing?"
One of the palace-dressed young won asked with a smile.
She was none other than the Grand Princess of the Beilin Dynasty, Tuoba Liuxue!
Opposite her... was none other than the renowned top figure of the Martial Dao Pavilion in the Beilin Dynasty, Mo Mingzhu!
At this mont, Mo Mingzhu's expression was serene, clad in a white martial outfit, her figure impeccable, her beautiful eyes, however, were on a seemingly inconspicuous young man among the crowd.
"None of them. I choose him."
She pointed at the young man.
"Oh? Who is he?"
Tuoba Liuxue asked curiously.
"Xuan Yiming."
In her eyes, Mo Mingzhu's deep appreciation was evident as she said:
"He possesses the Ice-Fire Physique. This ti, he will definitely soar to great heights."
Tuoba Liuxue's eyes sparkled, and with a slight giggle, she teased:
"Mingzhu, could it be that this Xuan Yiming is the man of your dreams?"
"I've heard... you're already betrothed, haha."
She teased knowingly.
Mo Mingzhu shook her head and said:
"That was just a joke."
"My sister has already gone to annul that laughable engagent."
Hearing this, Tuoba Liuxue nodded and said,
"That's good. Indeed, for won like us, our sights should be set higher. Those ordinary people should at most be regarded as scenery by the roadside. Giving them a glance is already a gift in their lives."
Mo Mingzhu was noncommittal and said:
"My other half... must be exceptionally strong!"
She was very confident!
...
"Silence!"
While the many geniuses were buzzing with discussion, suddenly a loud shout ca from Martial Peak.
"Whoever can stand on the Martial Path Platform, withstand an assault from everyone here, and hold out until sunset, that person will beco a disciple of our pavilion!"
Below Martial Peak, the ground split open, and a black arena several kiloters in diater slowly erged.
The Martial Path Arena!
And upon hearing the statent that had co down from Martial Peak, everyone's expression drastically changed.
One person, standing on the platform, to withstand an attack from everyone??
What kind of absurd requirent was this?
Who could achieve that??
Those who dared to participate in this competition were all geniuses.
The gap between individuals wouldn't be too large.
Perhaps so true prodigies could fight one against ten or even one against a hundred.
But, at the scene... there were thousands of geniuses!
It wasn't even noon yet.
To hold out until sunset??
...Simply impossible!
"It's too outrageous, this is outright impossible."
"No wonder, becoming part of the Martial Dao Pavilion is equivalent to being a Golden Ranking prospective candidate. To enter the Martial Dao Pavilion, one must first possess an unbeatable stance!"
"How difficult!"
Everyone felt the challenge.
No one dared to step up.
Even the youths from the War God Academy of the Southern Battle Continent, the Saint Heir from the Eastern Spirit Continent's Tailing Sect, and the Beast Spirit Prince from the Western Victory Continent, all had uncertain expressions on their faces.
"This... is too hard on people."
At the War God Academy, a young man in a scholar's robe shook his head; he was the strongest in the Academy, Nangong Ao.
"One against all?"
The Saint Heir of the Tailing Sect, Bu Tailing, furrowed his brows deeply.
"Don't talk about lasting until sunset, who in the world can withstand the attack of everyone for a quarter of an hour? It's a delusion."
The Beast Spirit Prince, riding a tall black wolf, exuded wildness, yet he was not reckless.
Everyone was hesitating!
From a distance, atop a tavern.
"The Martial Path Pavilion... truly strict."
Tuoba Liuxue couldn't help but sigh and said,
"I think, perhaps no one dares to step forward..."
Yet Mo Mingzhu was staring at the silhouette of a young man in the crowd.
Xuan Yiming!
"You won't disappoint , right?"
Mo Mingzhu murmured.
In the crowd, Xuan Yiming at this mont... was sowhat stiff.
He was indeed the son of the Sect Master of Xuan Yizong, Xuan Yiming!
One person, against all?
Even as one with the Ice-Fire Physique, at this mont, he also felt apprehensive.
"It's a pity, father hasn't yet obtained the Ancient Law from the Deadman Wilderness… Otherwise, if I had cultivated it, perhaps I really could have stood out!"
He felt uneasy, fearing that battling like this might end in death.
Forget it...
He couldn't help but speak to the mountain peak, saying,
"Respected seniors, could you lower the requirents? Fighting against all… no one dares to try!"
His words garnered much agreent from others.
anwhile, back at the tavern, Mo Mingzhu's beautiful eyes suddenly froze, and then, a shade of disappointnt flickered.
"It's wise of him to do so."
Next to her, Tuoba Liuxue seed to see her disappointnt and said,
"Wisdom is also a form of martial prowess, isn't it?"
Mo Mingzhu nodded, but her eyes still held a hint of disappointnt.
...
Ahead in the arena.
Everyone echoed Xuan Yiming's words, asking the Martial Path Pavilion to lower the difficulty!
"To enter the Martial Path Pavilion, this is the essential challenge."
But on top of the Martial Peak, that voice didn't yield at all: "Only a true martial prodigy, who can withstand everyone alone, may join the pavilion!"
Hearing this, the crowd beca sowhat outraged.
"This is too much... no one even dares to try!"
Xuan Yiming couldn't help but speak up!
But just as he finished speaking.
Suddenly, the space above the Martial Path Arena ripped open.
A group of people staggered out, landing on the black Martial Path Arena.
They were several young n and won, and one... a big black dog!
Instantly, everyone was shocked.
They all stared at the group!
And at this mont, Qing Chen and others who had just fallen from the space, were still a bit confused.
"...is this... is this Sky Sorrow State? Why are there so many people?"
Qing Chen was puzzled.
"Why... are they all looking at us?"
Long Zixuan was bewildered.
And Xuan Qingyi, seemingly realizing sothing, looked back at the mountain behind them, her face changed suddenly, and said,
"Not good... This isn't Sky Sorrow State!"
"This is Northern City, the capital of the Beilin Dynasty... we've run straight under the Martial Peak!"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
The capital of the Beilin Dynasty...?
Martial Peak?
"Dead Dog... you're really unreliable, huh?"
Wu Dade was speechless.
And the big black dog, feeling slightly embarrassed, said,
"Whine... can you bla for this?"
"I brought you here for a deep reason!"
The big black dog argued while muttering:
"No, this isn't right, though I've never studied formations before, according to Old Turtle, it shouldn't have been this far off..."
It was confused.
And hearing this, Wu Dade and the others were speechless.
Turns out they were guinea pigs for this dead dog.
That's totally outrageous!
"Great, you dare to stand on the Martial Path Arena to et the attack of all the talents of the Northern Border, admirable courage!"
At this mont, atop the Martial Peak, a voice ca down, saying, "However, only one of you may remain!"
"This is the rule!"
Hearing this, Wu Dade and others were dumbfounded.
What the hell.
Leave one person?
To face the attack of everyone?
"Dead dog... you've trapped us!"
Wu Dade was speechless.
"Finding death, who among you will stay? We'll finish him off!"
"Heh, actually daring to challenge all the talents?"
"Madn!"
At this mont, the shouts of many talents had already arrived from below!
They were all angered.
Just when they all dared not to take the stage and asked for a lower difficulty, soone actually rushed up, wasn't that slapping everyone's face?
They must teach a lesson!
On the stage, Qing Chen and others also felt helplessness.
This was... being trapped on the stage.
"Forget it, forget it, these people are too weak, I'm not interested."
Long Zixuan glanced over the crowd, simply said a sentence, and then walked away.
Wu Dade also said,
"These people look as if they lack strength, hitting wouldn't be any different from a mosquito bite, I don't want to waste ti, I'm leaving too."
He also stepped down.
Qing Chen also pondered for a mont, then suddenly patted Wu Xiaokun on the shoulder, and said,
"Xiao Kun, if I make a move, then it would just be sending them all to Nirvana... not quite suitable, huh?"
"How about leaving them for you to practice on?"
Saying so, he also left.
Xuan Qingyi also had a complex look as she glanced at Wu Xiaokun, following Qing Chen off the stage.
Wu Xiaokun remained on the stage, completely bewildered.
Who am I, where am I???
...
Goodnight.
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