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Chapter 97 Qualification Test (2)

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Qualification Test (2)

In the early morning, a fiery red sun rose above the sea horizon, and the brilliant rays of light burst forth instantly. Yan Rufeng was gliding towards the deserted island, moving neither too fast nor too slow, against the ocean breeze.

The azure sky, the clear sea, and the gentle breeze stirred up waves that slapped against the shore rocks, making a splashing sound.

The sunlight, the waves, and the beach created a stunning scene that immersed the live-stream audience so deeply they almost forgot a life-and-death duel was about to take place here.

Suddenly, the scene switched, and a man in a suit appeared on the screen.

With a smile on his face, he introduced himself to the crowd, "Hello everyone, I am Taozi, the host of this live broadcast. I’m sure you’re all curious about what’s being said on the island. Since you can’t hear the on-site dialogues, I know it must be quite frustrating. But now, you don’t have to worry anymore. The five people beside me are our country’s top language interpreters. When the scene shifts to the deserted island, the conversation of the main figures on the island will be interpreted by our top interpreters for everyone."

The scene switched again, showing about a dozen people on the screen. One of them, an older man with a slight smile, picked up a microphone and said, "Hello everyone, I’m Xiangzi, the language interpreter. I’ll be interpreting the words of Yan Sect Leader Yan Rufeng for you. Thank you."

"Hello, everyone, I’m Brother Hao. I’ll be interpreting the words of President Xu Da from the Cultivation Association this time. Thank you all."

"Hello everyone, I’m Hua’er. This time I’ll be interpreting the words of the Elf Princess." As soon as Hua’er’s voice fell, those watching the live stream felt their bones go soft.

"Hi everyone, I’m interpreter Lingling. I’ll be interpreting the words of the Holy Daughter of the Witch Clan for you. Are you all looking forward to it?"

In front of the screen, an old man chuckled, "Lingling’s charming voice makes my heart itch. It feels so good."

"Itchy, huh? Let me scratch it for you."

Turning around, he saw his wife holding a broom and walking over angrily. The old man was startled and hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "Wife, not itchy anymore, not itchy anymore."

"I’ll make you itch. I’ll make you itch. Feeling comfortable now?"

The sound of the broom hitting his body echoed throughout the building.

"Wife, spare me. I won’t dare next time..."

...

After the interpreters finished their introductions, the scene switched back to the host.

"Hello everyone, welcome back. I’m your host Taozi. This live broadcast not only has language interpreters, but we will also have sign language interpreters explaining at the bottom of the screen. Additionally, our subtitle team has been very diligent, and the subtitles will be displayed in both Huaxia and American languages."

The music began to play, featuring the sounds of seagulls, the wind, and waves crashing against the rocks.

The live broadcast switched to the deserted island. Some people wanted to comment on the live stream, but discovered that the comment section was closed today.

The magnetic voice of host Taozi rang out again.

"Hello everyone, I’m your host Taozi. The qualification match has not officially started yet. As we can see, hundreds of people from the Cultivation Association are meditating on the spot. The elves seem to be resting in the trees, the people of the Witch Clan seem troubled and a bit stiff, and the mysterious Mermaid Clan has yet to appear. Will they come, and when will they show up? Very much looking forward to it..."

The audience in front of the screen listened to the host’s introduction while eating sunflower seeds and drinking tea, lying comfortably on the sofa at home to watch the live stream. They didn’t have to worry about going to work today because all industries had the day off just so everyone could watch the live broadcast in peace.

On the deserted island, Xu Da slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the azure sky, smiled slightly, and stood up, saying, "Everyone, let the match begin."

"President Xu, Yan Rufeng hasn’t arrived yet. Isn’t it too early to start now?" someone asked.

"If Yan Rufeng doesn’t come, shall we wait here forever? Don’t forget, this is the qualification match to enter the Kunlun Secret Realm. It’s good if he doesn’t come, as I didn’t want him to go anyway."

There were no electronic signals on the deserted island. Xu Da knew they had lost all contact with the outside world since arriving here. What he didn’t know was that as soon as he left, the global live broadcast had started. Nor did he know that everything said here today would be heard by people all over the world.

Seeing no one refute on site, Xu Da sternly said, "The first round of the match officially begins."

As soon as Xu Da’s words fell, a tall and burly, rosy-faced old man with silver hair stepped out from the crowd and flew onto the stage with a "whoosh."

The old man’s eyes gleamed and he stood straight, shouting, "Xuanmingzi of Tai Mountain Jade Emperor Sword Palace is here to guard the stage. Which Daoist will come to challenge?"

Everyone looked at Xuanmingzi. No one dared to challenge him. Not only was Xuanmingzi the current Sect Leader of the Jade Emperor Sword Palace, but his cultivation was also nearly at the Nascent Soul Stage. His famous swordsmanship, "Seven Stars Moon Gazing," was terrifying. No wonder he showed up first. Everyone started discussing it.

"What, Xuanmingzi was the first to come out? This is big news."

"Yeah, it seems no one will challenge since he’s guarding the stage," someone said.

"Not necessarily," another disagreed.

"Hehe."

"You have no idea how powerful Xuanmingzi’s ultimate move is. One strike of the Seven Stars Moon Gazing can pierce eight holes in a person."

"Eight holes? You’re exaggerating. One hole from a sword is enough to kill a person. Why would you need eight?"

"Hehe."

"You just don’t know, do you? That’s the terror of the Seven Stars Moon Gazing."

The person vividly explained again, "Imagine, when someone has seven sword holes in their body, they’re already in despair. But it’s not over yet. When retrieving the sword, the head is lopped off. As the head falls, it can see its own body bleeding from eight holes. Isn’t that terrifying?"

"Oh my, that’s the Seven Stars Moon Gazing. No wonder no one is stepping forward to challenge Xuanmingzi..."

"They don’t want to waste their time on Xuanmingzi. Think about the match rules..."

The rules set by Xu Da were that if someone defended the stage ten times successfully, they’d qualify for the next round. If they failed, they’d be eliminated.

If someone defended the stage three times but was then defeated, the person who defeated them only needed to defend six times to qualify. By analogy, if someone defended nine times but was then defeated, the victor would automatically qualify.

These rules had both advantages and disadvantages. For instance, Xuanmingzi, who could stand on the stage for half a day. If no one challenged him within a minute, he’d automatically qualify, having conserved all his Spiritual Energy, which was very advantageous for the next round.

The downside was obvious. Imagine someone defending against nine opponents. Even if you ignore the consumption of strength and Spiritual Energy, their weaknesses and strengths would have been fully exposed. If someone came up next, they could easily defeat the tired defender and qualify with minimum effort.

These rules were clearly tailored for Yan Rufeng, showing Xu Da’s intent.

When Xuanmingzi automatically qualified, Xu Da smiled...

"Next contestant."