571: 193 chapter_2 571: 193 chapter_2 He had grown accustomed to fighting people without them being able to detect his presence, but now, suddenly bereft of this advantage, he found himself unsure how to engage in battle.
What was even more outrageous was that Bei Yan, clearly wielding two massive hammers, which led him to believe that Bei Yan specialized in close combat.
However, Bei Yan ended up throwing his hammers at him.
It wasn’t just the hammers; all sorts of phenomena from Bei Yan’s body, such as glazed glass, amber, coral, agate…
all transformed into solid forms and smashed toward him from every direction, leaving him with no place to dodge.
As the injuries on his body increased, his movement speed also became slower, hence he dodged fewer attacks and sustained even more serious injuries, creating a vicious cycle within a moment.
From the Hundred Peaks Sect’s position, Lv Chaoqiong, Gu Chengyu, and Ai Yunqi stood together, watching Bei Yan on the platform completely suppress his opponent.
A look of triumph had already spread across their faces, and even the usually reticent Ai Yunqi nodded with satisfaction and smiled, “Bei Yan has won.”
The battle had reached this point, and with Zhao Fuzong’s injuries, even if he had any trump cards left, there was no chance of a turnaround.
Besides, if he had a trump card, he would have used it long before he got so severely injured.
It seemed certain to everyone that Bei Yan’s victory was just a matter of time.
Today was the day for the battle of the top thirty-two advancing to the top sixteen.
The Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty boasted ten Immortal Sects and other entities like the Scholar Dao Sect, which were not at all weaker than the ten Immortal Sects, including disciples of formidable beings like Old Man Zhi Ran and the Four Absolutes.
With so many heavenly prides competing simultaneously, even for the ten major Immortal Sects, having just one disciple enter the top sixteen would be considered a mission accomplished.
And now, with only two rounds of battle having begun, their Hundred Peaks Sect had two disciples about to enter the top sixteen, already exceeding their objective.
This was all thanks to Peak Master Cao.
Both Ling Xi and Bei Yan hailed from Four Treasures Peak.
Under the watchful eyes of the three Elders of the Hundred Peaks Sect, Zhao Fuzong on the platform finally could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
Soon after, the referee’s voice traveled from below the platform.
“Winner, Hundred Peaks Sect, Four Treasures Peak, Bei Yan.” Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel⦿fire.net
Around the mountains, the crowd had already foreseen Bei Yan’s victory.
When the referee announced Bei Yan’s win, everyone started to express their admiration.
“The people from Hundred Peaks Sect have won again.”
“You should say that a disciple of Peak Master Cao has won again.”
“It’s just Zhao Fuzong’s bad luck to be completely countered by Bei Yan.”
“It’s not that Zhao Fuzong isn’t strong.
I think if someone else were to encounter Zhao Fuzong, they would find it extremely troublesome and might not even win.
But Zhao Fuzong just happened to face Bei Yan.”
“Are you suggesting that if Zhao Fuzong had faced Bei Yan’s senior sister, Ling Xi, she might not have won either?”
When I say someone else, I mean any ordinary one among the thirty-two, clearly not including Ling Xi, who is extremely strong among those thirty-two.”
From Bright Heart Sect’s direction, an Elder sighed helplessly, seemingly conversing with another Elder nearby.
It was almost as if he was talking to himself, lamenting, “Fuzong encountered Bei Yan, who just happens to be his perfect counter.
It’s not his fault he lost this battle.”
The other Elder immediately retorted irritably, “Not his fault?
I’ve already educated him before that he relied too much on the Exotic Pill that concealed his form.
If he encountered an opponent who could see through his disguise, he wouldn’t know how to fight once he couldn’t conceal himself.
Yet, he respected my words in speech but not in heart.
I even brought this up with my senior brother, but he, too, did not correct my nephew.”
“Vice Sect Master Li, perhaps the reason for not correcting him was to wait for a day like today, to let him truly experience a setback.” The previous Elder sighed, then swiftly flew towards the stage.
Even though Zhao Fuzong’s injuries accumulated bit by bit and weren’t the result of a serious blow—which, despite looking awful, were not particularly severe—he had still been beaten down.
After all, they couldn’t let Zhao Fuzong fly back on his own with an injured body.
In truth, he had great expectations that Zhao Fuzong could reach the top sixteen and even compete for a spot among the ten Immortal Generals, but unfortunately, Zhao Fuzong was eliminated by Bei Yan.
Thankfully, their Bright Heart Sect still had a genius who made it to the top thirty-two.
As he pondered, he carried Zhao Fuzong back.
Meanwhile, the referee’s voice rang out once more from below the stage.
“Bright Heart Sect, Tan Wei, versus Hundred Peaks Sect, Four Treasures Peak’s Yan Yourong.”
As the words fell, exclamations erupted from the high mountains all around.
“Another person from Four Treasures Peak, facing someone from Bright Heart Sect?”
“The first three battles all involve disciples from Four Treasures Peak.”
“Previously, I was really rooting for Four Treasures Peak’s Yan Yourong.”
“This is setting up a definite showdown between Bright Heart Sect and Hundred Peaks Sect.”
“Bright Heart Sect had two disciples in the top thirty-two, and one has already been eliminated by someone from Hundred Peaks Sect.
If this other one is also eliminated by Hundred Peaks Sect, Bright Heart Sect will certainly remember them well.”