A voice came from above the competition arena, and everyone looked over to see the Taoist who had just appeared.

"Indeed, it seems I was not wrong; it is Demon Daoist Senluo who is presiding. After all, he is considered a peak True Immortal Realm expert. Although he is nothing compared to an Emperor, he is quite famous in the Asura Realm."

"No matter who presides this time, for me, seeing who can take first place is the most appealing."

"You are right. This time, I’ve noticed that the top Heavenly Talents from several major sects in our Asura Realm have all come."

...

The discussions from the audience stands were endless, but compared to the audience, there were even more people in the contestant area.

Every single one of them exuded an extraordinary aura, all Heavenly Talents from major sects.

Demon Daoist Senluo, who had just spoken, smiled, and an aura of the True Immortal Realm gently swept outwards.

The sound of everyone’s discussions gradually died down.

"Distinguished guests, welcome to Asura Emperor City to participate in the Heavenly Talent competition organized by Lord Shura Emperor. I believe you have also heard some rumors that the first place in this grand competition will be taken as a disciple by Lord Shura Emperor." After Senluo finished speaking, his eyes swept over the people watching from all directions.

He deliberately created suspense, then smiled and continued, "I do not deny the rumors." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Upon hearing Senluo, as the host, say such words, everyone realized that the rumors might be true. Compared to the audience, the competing disciples from some large families felt even more excited. If they could win first place in this grand competition, their families would rise overnight, and their own status would undergo a magnificent transformation.

"Everyone, several Shenzun Realm elders from our Asura Emperor City are also observing this time. If your performance is outstanding enough, there will be many opportunities to enter Asura Emperor City.

Alright, I will stop here. Now, according to the competition rules, the first round of free-for-all will commence. All contestants are required to stand on the arena. From the tens of thousands of people, the top one thousand will be selected for a draw. So, everyone has a chance. Now it depends on your strength. I now declare the competition officially open."

After Senluo finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot.

As soon as he disappeared, tens of thousands of contestants swarmed onto the arena in the square, then engaged in a free-for-all.

Wang Yufan was also among them. He actually didn’t want to participate in this boring competition, but he felt that experiencing such a life more was also quite good.

Wang Yufan, surrounded by the crowd, was a bit speechless, because these contestants seemed to have gone mad. On the arena, anyone who looked weak was definitely the first to be kicked out. No one dared to approach those with status or powerful strength.

"Hey, here’s a kid, let me kick you out." Someone saw Wang Yufan and excitedly rushed towards him, but Wang Yufan completely ignored him, directly slapping him away. With him as the center, many people were shaken and sent flying.

And this commotion also attracted the attention of some important figures.

Above the void, a pair of eyes slowly opened and looked in Wang Yufan’s direction. Wang Yufan also sensed that someone was watching him. After Wang Yufan dealt with those who attacked him, he also glanced up at the sky. But then he immediately ignored it.

"Hahaha, interesting, very interesting. Did this kid just discover me? Impossible. Only some high-level Shenzun Realm experts could possibly detect my presence. How could this kid just now make me feel like he was looking at me?" The figure in the clouds smiled slightly and said.

However, his gaze soon shifted to other Heavenly Talents. He felt that it might have been an accident just now, as he only chose to look because of the commotion Wang Yufan caused when he sent other contestants flying.

The free-for-all lasted for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, and only less than nine hundred people remained on the field.

Demon Daoist Senluo appeared again, holding a horsetail whisk. This time, he had a large hourglass and a box in his hand.

"Congratulations to all the contestants on the field! Now I will announce the rules for the next round of competition. The box I am holding contains corresponding numbers for each match. Now, half of you will draw from it. Whoever gets the name written on it will be your opponent.

The hourglass in my hand represents the duration of your match. Due to time constraints, if you cannot determine a winner quickly, then our judges will collectively decide whether to advance or eliminate all based on the situation of your match. This rule will continue until the final battle.

Alright, those are the rules. Now, let’s begin."

After Demon Daoist Senluo finished speaking, the remaining contestants proceeded with the draw.

Wang Yufan was among those who needed to draw, observing the varied expressions on the faces of those drawing. Wang Yufan found it a bit amusing. He reached his hand into the box and pulled out a token, on which was written a woman’s name.

Someone standing next to him glimpsed the name in his hand and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, I offer my condolences for a moment. You actually drew Dai Yan. She is the Saintess of the Heavenly Cultivating Sect, and her strength is infinitely close to the True Immortal Realm. She is considered by everyone to be the most likely person to win first place this time. I didn’t expect you to draw her."

"Oh? Is she that formidable? I think she’s just average." Wang Yufan said.

Hearing what Wang Yufan said, the person who spoke just now shook his head directly. He looked at Wang Yufan’s clothes and knew that Wang Yufan was an outsider, clearly unfamiliar with this female devil.

He knew that although Dai Yan was a woman, her methods were as cruel as a true devil.

Of course, for Wang Yufan, who was experiencing life, all of this was still just ordinary.

With the sound of gongs and drums once again, the second round of the competition commenced.

"Ximen Chuiniu, in our last duel, I lost to you by one move. This time, I will definitely defeat you." A bare-chested young man said to the man in green across from him.

"You’re the one called Ximen Chuiniu! Your whole family is Ximen Chuiniu! Remember my name is Ximen Chuexue." The man in green shouted loudly. Then, a blood-colored long sword directly slid out from its sheath and thrust towards the bare-chested young man.