C62 The Verdant Cloud Competition Begins!

"Zhu Ze! It's Zhu Ze! " A man pointed at the stone stairs and shouted.

"Ah! It really was Zhu Ze! He's so handsome!" A female Mystic who was obviously infatuated with him looked intoxicated.

"Yeah, he's so handsome. It would be great if I could become his partner." A woman who weighed more than 200 pounds said happily.

"Ugh..."

Around them, there was a pile of vomiting. The woman's surroundings were instantly cleared, but she remained silent in her own illusion, not knowing anything.

"Tch, what's so great about it? It's just that she looks like this."

An obviously sour voice said, but just as he finished speaking, he was surrounded by a group of female Mystic. Following that, a wave of tragic cries sounded out. The degree of the miserable sound made those who heard it tremble with fear. The words that were prepared to be sarcastic instantly fell into their stomachs.

After a quarter of an hour, the female Mystic left. A person who was only left with a few strips of cloth and had gained five or six circles of fat appeared in front of everyone.

"This is too scary, these women are crazy!" The male Mystic who saw by the side looked at each other and gulped with difficulty. They swore that they would never offend these women who had lost their minds again in the future.

They were human! It was too terrifying!

Of course, this was only a small interlude. However, from this, it could be seen how popular Zhu Ze was in the Diyuan Sword Sect.

Yih Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at where everyone was pointing. A very handsome young man was standing there. Every movement of this young man carried an unparalleled charm. He stood there like the protagonist of the world. Everyone's light was covered by him alone.

"Zhu Ze, although you and I have no grudges against each other, the matter of Zhu Qing is destined to be our enemy!" Yih Xuan's eyes lit up.

As if he could feel Yih Xuan's gaze, Zhu Ze's gaze passed through the crowd and met Yih Xuan's gaze. When their gazes met, it was as if two fiery lights had collided. As soon as the two of them made contact, they quickly separated, as if they had never come into contact with each other.

"Interesting." The corner of Zhu Ze's mouth revealed an inexplicable smile.

Yih Xuan frowned slightly and thought to himself, "This Zhu Ze doesn't seem to be as simple as I thought. I feel an unusual aura coming from his body." Although it was only a brief contact, Yih Xuan could sense a familiar unusual Qi from Zhu Ze's body.

Yih Xuan thought for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out where he had seen this strange aura before. The time it took for that aura to appear was too short, so Yih Xuan didn't have the time to sense it.

"Forget it. Let's put this matter aside for now. We'll talk about it after we get past the Green Cloud Competition." Yih Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The Green Cloud Competition was about to begin. However, Yih Xuan swore in his heart that he must find out what secrets Zhu Ze was hiding.

Xuan Yun flew through the air and arrived at a circular platform in the middle. This action caused a wave of cheers from all the disciples present. Flying in the sky, this was something only a high level profound master could do! Not only the ordinary disciples, but even Fangzheng, Zhu Ze, and Yih Xuan could not help but have a fiery look in their eyes.

Xuan Yun looked around and saw the expressions of the disciples. A look of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. He purposely used his flying speed in front of the disciples to arouse their desire. Xuan Yun paused for a moment. Then, with a solemn expression, he said loudly, "Our Diyuan Sword Sect has been here for three thousand years ever since the founder of Di Yuanzi's sect. We have grown from an inconspicuous small sect to one of the five big sects in Mooyun Kingdom. What do we rely on? It's the sword! We used the sword in our hands to open up our current foundation! Now three thousand years have passed. Tell me, is the sword in your hands still there?"

" Yes! " All the disciples' faces were flushed red as they shouted with all their strength. A weak Sword Intent gathered above the disciples. The clouds dispersed after the roar, and the sky turned blue all of a sudden.

"Okay!" Xuan Yun nodded expressionlessly. "Since the sword in your hands is still there, then use the sword in your hands to prove that you are disciples of the Diyuan Sword Sect. You are worthy of the reputation of the Diyuan Sword Sect!"

"Yes!" The will of the sword above the heads of the disciples slowly solidified, and a huge shadow of the sword appeared in front of them.

The elders in the stands couldn't help but be moved. This was the Sword Dao intent formed from the convergence of the Sword Dao spirits of thousands of disciples.

"This is the blessing of our Diyuan Sword Sect!" An elder sighed. The other elders, even the elders who were hostile to this elder, nodded in agreement. They might be plotting against each other during normal times, but they had always been on the same side when it came to matters related to the inheritance of the Diyuan Sword Sect.

"Green Cloud Competition is just the beginning. Go, use your swords and let the Diyuan Sword Sect stand tall on this land!"

"Yes!" The shadow of the sword almost condensed into a solid entity. A monstrous sword intent spread out and extended for hundreds of miles.

"Green Cloud Competition, officially begins!"

Following Xuan Yun's loud announcement, the beginning of the Green Cloud Competition officially began.

"Number 1: Sword Dueling Platform,number 16: Number 30."

"Number two, sword stage. Number twenty-five against forty-three."

"Compete number three, match number sixty-one against number sixty-seven."

Following the words of a Profound Master elder, the six disciples walked onto the round platform. This time, the Green Cloud Competition had a total of over three hundred disciples participating in the competition. This was the most number of disciples participating in the competition in the past generations of the Green Cloud Competition. The Green Cloud Competition used the elimination system in front of them. Those who won would be promoted, and those who lost would be eliminated, until the final top ten were decided.

In the Green Cloud Competition, no one was allowed to die. After the opponent admitted defeat, no one was allowed to attack again. Just in case, there would be a Profound Master elder guarding every round platform. He would be the judge and also protect the disciple's safety.

"Remember, you can't die in the Green Cloud Competition. Except for your own cultivation base and profound weapon, you are not allowed to use the Profound Core that can temporarily increase your strength to increase your strength. Those who violate this rule will be disqualified from the competition. After admitting defeat to one side, the other side was not allowed to attack again. One side falls off the platform. Even if the other side won. The time limit was one incense stick's worth of time. If the two sides still hadn't decided on a winner after the time limit was up, I'll be the one to judge whether it's time to advance or not." On the round platform,sect Elder Xuan spoke seriously about the Green Cloud Competition's rules.

The six participating disciples on the platform were also listening attentively. This was a matter that concerned their own fate, and they couldn't afford to be careless.

After the introduction of the rules,elder Xuan Shi gave the order, "Begin!" The battle between the six people on the platform instantly started.

The strength of these six people was around the fifth or sixth Xuan Qi layer. Yih Xuan only took a glance and did not continue watching. The sword skills and combat awareness of these six people were extremely simple. Yih Xuan was stronger than them when he was at the second level of the Mystic realm! However, Yih Xuan was not disappointed. This was only the beginning. What came out later was the main point.

Although Yih Xuan looked down on the six people below the stage, the many disciples on the stone staircase grandstand had a heated opinion of these six people. Those who could participate in the Green Cloud Competition were all elites among the disciples. It was already considered not bad to have a cultivation base of five or six Xuan Warriors.

"Look, that's Lu Yao from Qingshui Peak. Although his Clearwater Sword Technique can't compare to Muh Han's, it's still very useful in his hands."

"That's Hundred Swords' Silent Sword. He's Jian Buming's younger brother. Under Jian Buming's guidance, there are very few people who can match his Hundred Swords Technique."

"That's the Green Wood Bees..."

The six people on the stage had a certain reputation in the Diyuan Sword Sect. Furthermore, their reputation was at least much better than Yih Xuan's.

To a Mystic, unless the strength of both parties was really similar... Otherwise, the battle would end very quickly. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the battle on the three dueling platforms had already ended. There was no time to waste. One of the Mystic Elders quickly said the numbers of the next group. As usual, the referee told him the rules of the competition, and the competition began again.

Yih Xuan looked at the six people in this round and found that their level was still the same as before. There was nothing worth paying attention to.

After the rounds of competition, among them... There were also a few people that Fangzheng wanted Yih Xuan to pay attention to - Muh Han, Jin Yupeng, and Jian Buming. Their appearance was... It all caused a commotion on the field. Although the scene was smaller than when Zhu Ze first arrived, it was still quite spectacular. The people they were fighting were all seventh level Mystic realm disciples. Yih Xuan took a look and realized that it might be because the opponent was too weak. They did not display much of their strength. In just a few moves, they had easily defeated their opponent.

After Yih Xuan had comprehended the sword intent, although his eyesight had increased rapidly, he was still unable to gauge their strength from these few moves. However, Yih Xuan wasn't disappointed. After seeing the strength of these people, he was still confident that he could defeat them.

The competition went on very quickly. Not long after, it was Yih Xuan's turn.

"Number two, sword stage. Number two hundred and ninety versus three hundred and five."

Yih Xuan picked up the number plate, and opened it to take a look. Number 290.

Yih Xuan smiled and walked towards the Sword Dueling Platform.