At this mont, in the viewing area where the Sect Master was seated, Li Yaoyang wore a face of displeasure, as if he had swallowed a fly, while Li Changfeng beside him was all smiles, looking undeniably smug.
He glanced at Li Yaoyang and said:
"Well? Sect Master Li, didn't I say so? Lin Chen is a genius; being able to fight above his level is quite normal for him!"
Li Yaoyang snorted unhappily but remained silent.
Earlier, during a conversation with Li Changfeng, he had asserted that Lin Chen would certainly lose to Lin Kun. However, to his surprise, Lin Chen not only defeated Lin Kun but seed to do so with ease, causing Li Yaoyang to lose face and harbor resentnt toward Lin Chen in his heart.
Yet, Li Changfeng was in a good mood, exchanging a few words of laughter with other Sect Masters. His gaze fell on Lin Chen, and he smiled aningfully, although it was unclear what he was thinking.
At this mont, on the other side of the arena, Qian Jin and others were ditating and cultivating. However, Chu Hanrou seed puzzled, constantly looking in Lin Chen's direction.
The little witch Wu Yaohan next to her noticed this and, feeling curious, asked:
"Sister Hanrou, what are you looking at?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Hanrou turned her head, frowned, glanced at Qian Jin who was ditating, and whispered:
"I just saw soone who looks a lot like the person who stole our Millennium Stone Heart Milk when we were on a mission before!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yaohan's previously playful deanor imdiately turned serious. She looked around alertly at Qian Jin, ensuring he hadn't heard, before saying:
"Really? Sister Hanrou, are you sure? If it truly is that person, we should inform Brother Qian Jin and the others!"
"No!"
Chu Hanrou stretched out her hand to stop Wu Yaohan and said:
"I'm not sure, which is why I haven't told them. That person's figure and deanor are very similar, but the appearance is completely different, so I dare not be certain!"
"What should we do then? There are many people with similar figures and deanors. We can't jump to conclusions! And if Brother Qian Jin finds out..."
Wu Yaohan didn't finish her sentence, but Chu Hanrou understood her aning.
Currently, Qian Jin's temperant had greatly changed; he was no longer the sa Qian Jin. If he found out that soone resembled that thief, he would most likely follow the principle of "rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go," and might kill the person directly. Chu Hanrou wasn't ready to take such action yet.
"I'm not sure now, but I had a Soul Power exchange with that person before. If I can sense his Soul Power, I can imdiately determine if he's that person!"
"Okay, if that's the case, let's not tell them yet and wait. If he encounters an opponent he can't handle, he's bound to resort to using Soul Power, and then we'll know!"
"Yes, you're right. Let's do as you say!"
After speaking, Chu Hanrou couldn't help but frown again. For so reason, deep down, she was sowhat resistant to capturing Lin Chen but wanted to protect him instead. However, when she thought of the Millennium Stone Heart Milk, she beca conflicted, not realizing that this was exactly the effect left by Lin Chen's soul skill.
At this mont, Lin Chen was unaware that he had already beco the focus of so many people. If he knew, he would probably feel anxious and troubled, never imagining that attending this competition would draw so many enemies' attention.
Soon, as the last two contestants on the platform decided their winner, this round of combat finally concluded.
Once everyone had rested sufficiently, Sword Bone appeared before the crowd once more.
Suspended in mid-air, he announced in a loud voice:
"This round of the competition has finally ended! Congratulations to the winners for making it into the top fifty. And to those who lost, don't be disheartened. As long as you've given your all, gaining combat experience is a reward in itself!"
"Alright, up next is the battle to select the top twenty-five disciples out of fifty. The competition is getting fiercer, and I hope you'll all give it your best to make it to the end!"
Pausing for a mont, Sword Bone glanced around the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally taking an extra look at Lin Chen before continuing:
"The rules for this battle have changed slightly, but it still follows the numbers on your jade tokens. Now, your opponents will be as follows: from the previous number one vs number two match, one wins, then number three wins. So number one fights against number three! Similarly, five and eight win, so five fights against eight! Continuing on, until the last match between ninety-eight and a hundred!"
"Any questions? If not, get ready to fight!"
After speaking, Sword Bone left.
The remaining fifty participants glanced at each other but no one stepped onto the stage.
Just then, Ning Yan's eyes flickered, and he gestured to a disciple of the Sunlight Sect, who quickly ran over with a flattering expression, saying to Ning Yan:
"Brother Yan, did you call for ?"
Ning Yan smiled faintly, looked at the person, and said:
"I rember your na is Han Yiping, right?"
The disciple nad Han Yiping was evidently pleased that Ning Yan rembered his na, and nodded repeatedly, saying:
"Yes, Brother Yan, I am Han Yiping!"
"Haha, it's nothing much. I rember your jade token is number one hundred, right? Your opponent, number ninety-eight, and I have a bit of history. I think you understand what I an, right?"
This Han Yiping, clearly not a good guy either, imdiately grinned mischievously and said:
"Rest assured, Brother Yan, I understand! As long as the person doesn't die, right? No problem!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Yan nodded slightly, squinted toward Lin Chen, and said:
"Good work; you'll be rewarded for it!"
"Ah, alright! Thank you, Brother Yan!"
"Okay, go up there now!"
Soon, all contestants stood on the platform. At this point, even the Sect Masters from various sects began to pay slight attention as the current battles were nearing the climax, with quite a few strong disciples clashing on the platform.
At this mont, Lin Chen's opponent stepped onto the platform as well, none other than Han Yiping, who had spoken with Ning Yan earlier.
Now, Han Yiping looked down on Lin Chen condescendingly, his expression full of disdain, while his cultivation level was completely revealed through Lin Chen's perception:
Seventh Level of a Cultivation Master!
This Han Yiping's strength had reached the seventh level of a Cultivation Master, which made him the first opponent Lin Chen faced at the seventh level. Lin Chen's eyes grew slightly more vigilant.
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