C479 His Opponent Cloud Track

The later rounds of the competition, the fewer people were left. The first three rounds of the competition would probably take a whole day to get all the disciples to take turns.

From the fourth round on, the final ten would be decided in a day, because of the drop in the number of participants, and the competition for the final ten would be called the Qualifiers.

The fourth round of the disciple competition was underway. On the arena, two older Outer Palace students were in the midst of an intense battle. As for the audience below the arena, they were also paying close attention to the competition on the arena.

Those who could last until the fourth round of the competition were the best in the Outer Palace. Up until now, there were no longer any new students on the arena. Of course, except for three new students, they were Lee Zhuohua, Ren Yunzhong, and The Mad Demon. Because of their own strength, they had all reached the fourth round of the competition.

There was no need to mention Lee Zhuohua's strength. The scene of him defeating Yan Zhengtine by crossing two Divine Flowers that day was still fresh in everyone's mind. With his strength, there were not many people in the Outer Palace who could steadily suppress him. Therefore, it was only natural for him to be able to reach the fourth round of the competition.

As for The Mad Demon and Track Of Ren Yun, they were able to persevere until the fourth round of the competition. It had to be said that these two really had the ability. Although they were the new overlord, they were still new students in the end.

It is commendable that they can shorten the gap between themselves and the older students in such a short time.

Both The Mad Demon and Track Of Ren Yun's cultivation were at the late stage of the Astral Realm. Compared to ordinary older students, they were really not weak, but they still could not make enemies with those who had more experience. After all, there were countless people in the Outer Palace who had reached the late stage of the Astral Realm, but there were not many who had condensed the Sanhua.

The Mad Demon duo was not afraid of those ordinary older students, but if they really had to fight against the person who had condensed the Divine Essence, they knew that their strength was insufficient.

It was easy for Cloud Track. After defeating Duan Qian Cheng that day, although he was injured by Duan Qian Yue, his foundation was not damaged. Therefore, after he recovered, he still continued to participate in his own competition, and his luck was also quite good. Although a few of his opponents were older students, none of them had condensed their Divine Brilliance, so he also won the qualification to participate in the fourth round after defeating those few people.

As for The Mad Demon, strictly speaking, its talent was higher than Cloud Track's. Long ago at the trial ground, Lee Zhuohua had already discovered that he was about to condense the first Divine Flower. This kind of speed had already far surpassed the speed of Track Of Ren Yun, who was also a new overlord.

Even among the older students, there were not many people who could compare to him. Originally, the Mad Demon was able to condense her first divine flower after entering the Outer Palace.

But who would have thought that Lee Zhuohua would break his heart and even leave an indelible impression in the depths of his heart.

As a result, until now, he had yet to condense his own Shen Hua. Logically speaking, after encountering such a situation, he should be holding a grudge against Lee Zhuohua.

But this person was very straightforward. He did not blame Lee Zhuohua. He blamed himself for not being able to condense the divine light, which was why he had no plans to cause trouble for Lee Zhuohua.

All in all, as the new overlord, The Mad Demon also had its own unique bearing. Unlike Cloud Track, he was not a villain.

The game on the ring continued, but the only people watching were those who had lost their right, and those who hadn't were silently preparing.

None of the men who had stayed were weak, so they had to be careful not to let their carelessness lead to something they didn't want to see when it came to their turn.

The two leading disciples of the older students, though separated by a considerable distance, locked their auras on each other. They acknowledged each other in the field, but they did not consider anyone else.

Other than the leader's disciple, the others were also looking for opponents that they had determined to be their opponents. Many of the older students were enemies, and up until now, they had all been hoping that the person they met when they came on stage was the person they had been hoping for.

Even though it was The Mad Demon and Track Of Ren Yun, both of them had their attention on the others who were also new overlords. In their hearts, only the other two who were also new overlords were opponents that they truly wanted to compete with.

The Mad Demon's and Cloud Track's eyes met for a moment. There was a hint of gunpowder in their eyes, but at this moment, they felt that something was missing.

Yes, Lee Zhuohua, who was also the new overlord, did not look at them. To Lee Zhuohua, his current level had already broken free from the scope of the new generation, and even if it was The Mad Demon and the others, he had no intention of competing with them.

However, Lee Zhuohua still sensed the gazes of the two of them. He slowly turned his head to look at them.

At this moment, the gazes of the three finally met, but Lee Zhuohua's gaze was different from The Mad Demon's. The Mad Demon duo's eyes were filled with eagerness to fight, while Cloud Track's eyes revealed traces of resentment.

As for Lee Zhuohua's eyes, he seemed to be a little indifferent. In his heart, he did not consider these two people to be his true opponents, so the fighting spirit of these two people could not arouse his interest.

However, when he looked at Cloud Track, his originally indifferent eyes began to reveal a trace of coldness that made people tremble in fear. Being locked onto by his gaze was like being locked onto by a fierce beast, causing people to tremble in fear.

Lee Zhuohua ignored the existence of The Mad Demon, and his eyes were only locked onto Cloud Track, because he still remembered what he had said to Cloud Track that day in the arena. Although the order of the disciple competition wasn't decided by him, if he really met his opponent in the fourth round of the competition, he wouldn't mind fulfilling what he had said that day.

Cloud Track's eyes were also filled with hatred, but when he felt the coldness in Lee Zhuohua's eyes, his heart unconsciously trembled. This kind of feeling made him feel even more humiliated in his heart.

"Humph." Cloud Track snorted coldly, as if he was trying to hold on. After that, he avoided Lee Zhuohua's gaze and slowly turned his head.

The Mad Demon on the other side saw the exchange of glances between the two of them, but her brows slightly raised. How could she not see the conflict between the two of them? In fact, in his heart, he was more inclined towards Lee Zhuohua, at least he felt that Lee Zhuohua was arrogant because he had the strength.

He also had some disdain for Cloud Track. With his personality, he would never look down on someone like Cloud Track, but to him, a person's personality was not important. What he cared about was the strength of the two of them.

"Interesting," the monster muttered, and finally looked away.

The competition on the arena had finally come to an end. One of the older students had used all his strength to achieve victory, and waves of cheers also came from below the arena.

Just as everyone was curious about who the next participant was, the voice of the Book Collection Elder once again rang out on the arena.

"Number one..."

This was Lee Zhuohua's number, and when Lee Zhuohua heard that it was his turn, no expression of surprise appeared on his face. He paused slightly before leaping onto the trial arena.

When they saw that the person who walked onto the arena was the master of the Lake Gate, Lee Zhuohua, the crowd below the arena once again burst into discussion.

"It's him again. I really don't know who his opponent is. If he doesn't condense the Divine Essence, I'm afraid he won't be his match."

After witnessing Li Zhuohua's method of defeating Yan Zheng Tine, no one dared to underestimate Lee Zhuohua's strength. Therefore, the audience was also very curious about who Lee Zhuohua's opponent was.

At this moment, another figure appeared on the arena.

The appearance of this figure did not cause an uproar among the audience, but it made Lee Zhuohua feel a little surprised.

Just a moment ago, he was still wondering if he would meet this person, but he did not expect that he would really meet him. It was really hard to say whether he was lucky or the other party was unlucky.

That's right, Lee Zhuohua's opponent in this match was one of the new tyrants like him, Track Of Ren Yun.

At this moment, Cloud Track was standing in the arena with an ugly expression on his face. He did not expect that he would really fight with Lee Zhuohua. Although he hated Lee Zhuohua in his heart, he also knew how powerful the other party was. Therefore, he did not have the confidence to win against him.

Therefore, when he came to the arena and found out that his opponent was Lee Zhuohua, his heart sank for a moment.