Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 619

Everyone's attention was drawn to these two men who had abruptly started to fight."You two, what are you doing?"

A cold voice echoed through the area. A figure appeared and hovered between the two Drill Grounds.

The new arrival was a burly middle-aged man who was filled with Killing Intent and emitted a terrifying aura. His appearance drew shock from the warriors, including the white-robed man and the well-groomed man who had been fighting.

This man directed his aura towards them, making it hard for them to catch their breath, as though they were pinned down by a huge mountain.

"My Lord, he started the fight. I have to defend myself, right?" the well-groomed man responded.

The middle-aged man noticed the white-robed man's belligerent expression and instantly realized what had happened.

"During the Firmament Territory Feast, everyone is banned from fighting, except in certain places. You, since you flouted that rule, you will be disqualified from taking part in the feast. Get out of here!"

As the man's words faded, an immaterial power a.s.saulted the white-robed man. He did not even have a chance to defend himself and was instantly thrown out of the Drill Ground.

"Ouyang Xuan, I can't accept it, I can't!"

Everyone at the Drill Grounds could hear his howls clearly. Eventually, those sounds faded and finally died out.

The geniuses and warriors in the Skysc.r.a.ping Realm level were shocked by this threat and naturally did not intend to violate the rules.

The middle-aged man swept his gaze over the gathered crowd and continued, "The feast is held every 3,000 years and is the grandest genius feast in the Firmament Territory. I know all of you come from different places. Some hail from the Eternal World but more of you are from the Ancient World. However, during the feast, everyone is equal. We will only focus on your talent and strength. As long as your talent and strength are good enough, you will have a chance to join the tops Sects here."

"So the key point is that we will only judge you by your talent and strength."

Hearing this, the geniuses and warriors clasped their hands together in antic.i.p.ation.

"There are four rounds in the Firmament Territory Feast. After each round, most of you will have been eliminated. The stronger are, the higher your chances of joining a Sect."

"The first round of the genius battle will begin in an hour. You should prepare for it now."

After his announcement, the middle-aged man closed his eyes and ignored the geniuses on the Drill Ground.

The crowd stirred.

"Four rounds of the genius battle! What will they be like?"

Many warriors were curious.

"Anyway, we need to pa.s.s the first round at the very least!"

"I'm not holding out hope for the other rounds, but I have to pa.s.s the first one!"

"At a minimum, I'll have to pa.s.s the first round. Then I can try my best to pa.s.s as many of the subsequent rounds."

The warriors from the Ancient World stood with their hands clasped together as they made their resolutions for the feast.

Soon, one hour pa.s.sed. The middle-aged man hovering in the Void opened his eyes and waved his hand. A huge wormhole appeared at the Perimeter of each Drill Ground.

"The battlefield of the first round is inside the wormhole," the man bellowed. "For the first round, we will separate the Ancient World and the Eternal World. So there are two battlefields in two wormholes. One is for the Ancient World and the other is for the Eternal World. These two battlefields won't have any connection."

The warriors from the Ancient World camp were relieved on hearing that.

"So in the first round, we are not going to fight with the geniuses from the Eternal World."

"These geniuses from the Eternal World have more cultivation resources and they should be much stronger than us. Luckily, we are not going to fight them just yet."

"In this case, I think I stand a good chance to pa.s.s the first round."