The Outer Competition: A Test of Geniuses and Ambitions

The preparation was going on, and everyone felt anticipant, just thinking about what would happen.

Everyone was eager to experience this event, and even though this outer competition might not be as grand as the inner competition, one must note that even the sect leader was here to witness the genius.

What if one could capture the eyes of the sect leader and become his personal disciple?

However, that was just a dream that couldn't be achieved by simple means. Even if you managed to capture the eyes of the elders, that was more than enough for your journey to shine like a diamond.

Because of so many geniuses emerging from different places this time, the competition was going to be fun to watch. There were other inner disciples and even core disciples, if not personal disciples, here to watch the show. Everyone was a competitor of each other, so learning about your fellow sect's disciples was also beneficial. Even a small gain was a gain.

The arena was getting ready. There were ten arenas, and in the middle, one battleground was quite big compared to the others. That place was for the top fifty disciples to battle. In front of the hall, there was a throne-chair. Sitting on it were the elder, sect leader, and vice leader, observing the scene. Below them were core disciples, personal disciples, and some outer elders, also observing the scene.

Within the core disciple crowd, one could see a familiar face—Xiang, the cold goddess. She was here only for Xinli; otherwise, she would care for this even? Hell nah. Even other core disciples, personal disciples, and elders were shocked by her presence, leading to gossip in the air. But she cared? Hell no. She was indifferent to the world.

"Ohh… she is also here?" Sect Leader Zhu Zhan pondered while chatting with Vice Leader Lu Xuanyu, who was standing near him.

"She is usually indifferent and uninterested in events like this. How come she is here, and she's observing all directions as if trying to find someone," the vice leader Lu Xuanyu remarked, calculating. He was an experienced Daoist, well-versed in the sect's dynamics. Small things like this were like child's play for him.

The topic caught others' interest too, leading to discussions among the elders. This scene showed how popular Xiang was. But the sect leader cut the topic short and then ordered the vice leader to proceed with the tournament as everything was ready.

"Okay, let's leave this topic for later. Begin the tournament, Vice Leader Xuanyu," Sect Leader Zhu Zhan said, waving his hand to give the order.

"As you wish, sect leader," the vice leader said with a little bow, then flew towards the tournament. He was flying, clearly at a higher realm, possibly the soul forging realm, if not a bit higher or lower.

"Hello to all disciples and elders. As you can see, I am the vice leader in charge of this competition. I hope everyone is eager to witness the competition. Without further ado, let's start the competition.

"The rules are simple: if you get ringed out, you will be eliminated. If you surrender, you are eliminated. If you play any dirty tricks, you will face the consequences.

You can't use your weapon; instead, you must use a wooden weapon to show your mastery of your specialized weapon. Lastly, you can't kill each other, but you can beat your opponent until they surrender or are eliminated."

"To ensure fairness, we will draw lots to match opponents randomly. No cheating, nor external help is allowed. If caught, you will be punished."

The vice leader Xuanyu calmly explained every detail to satisfy everyone's curiosity. His voice was calm as water but thunderous to the crowd.

"One more thing, you are also interested in knowing the rewards, right?

"The top 25 disciples will become inner disciples immediately. The top 10 will get extra rewards: 10th to 4th place will receive 5 high-level bone forging essence pills and 1000 contribution points."

"The top 3 will receive 1 perfect level bone forging essence pill, a chance to choose 1 red low-tier skill art technique from the inner sect's library, and 1000 contribution points."

"The top 2 will receive 1 high-level Meridian Ascension Pill, a chance to choose 1 red mid-tier skill art technique, and 1 red low-tier weapon from the sect's shop."

"As for the top 1? You will be rewarded with a golden rank weapon and 2000 contribution points."

The vice leader's announcement caused a stir, even though all rewards were so eye-catching, but the golden rank item was in another league

"GOLDEN RANK WEAPON? AM I DREAMING? WHO THE FUCK WILL BE THAT LUCKY BASTARD?" This speech made all the participants' blood boil with excitement.

A golden-grade weapon could start a war between small sects. Even some inner and core disciples were envious, willing to attack sneakily if given the chance.

The sect's generosity was calculated. With many geniuses emerging, the top achiever would be a future asset. Bonding with such a genius was a strategic move.

"Now, we will distribute token numbers randomly. Each token has a pair, and those with matching numbers will fight each other. Collect your token from your instructor. Understood? Let's start," the vice leader reminded them.

The process began, and all the outer disciples picked their token numbers. This efficient process took only 5 to 10 minutes.

Everything was ready now. Each of the 10 arenas had 10 referees, and in the middle of the arena, the vice leader watched everyone's actions closely. The referees started calling out numbers, one by one.

Xinli stood by, calculating all the possibilities, observing the other outer disciples. His token number was 100, but his turn had not yet come. He focused on the ongoing fights, keeping an eye out for Xiang as she came or not.

One of the participants, Lu Yan, a promising young cultivator known for his agility and quick wit, drew a token with the number '9'. He scanned the crowd and spotted a tall, muscular youth holding the same token.

This youth was Bai Long, a brute strength cultivator with a reputation for overpowering his opponents with sheer force.

As the referee called their number, they stepped into the 6th arena where Xinli was closely watching the scene. Comparing Lu Yan and Bai Long, their fighting styles and mindsets were completely different.

Lu Yan was flexible and had nimble movements, which seemed almost fragile next to Bai Long's imposing figure. But appearances could be deceiving. Lu Yan's strength lay in his speed and strategic mind, while Bai Long relied heavily on his physical prowess.

[Name: Lu Yan

Race: Human

Bone Age: 18

Bloodline: Not awakened

Physique: Swiftwind Physique(blue - high tier)

Spiritual Root: 8

Comprehensiveness: 8

Innate Talent: Quick Calculation - Ability to rapidly analyze and predict opponent's moves

Cultivation Realm: Bone forging 4nd realm

Skills: Swift Swordplay, Agile Footwork Quick Reflexes, Quick Calculation Technique - Ability to analyze and predict opponent's moves based on their techniques and patterns]

[Name: Bai Long

Race: Human

Bone Age: 21

Bloodline: Not awakened

Physique: Earthshaker Physique (Blue - high tier)

Spiritual Root: 9

Comprehensiveness: 7

Innate Talent: Raw Strength - Enhanced physical power and endurance

Cultivation Realm: Bone forging 4 realm

Skills: Powerful Strikes, Brute Force, Enduring Defense, Stone Stance - A defensive technique that enhances Bai Ming's stability and resilience, enabling him to withstand powerful attacks more effectively]