The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1038 - 557: Speed and Strength (Part 2)

Du Lingfei and Chen Ziang were also shocked, their expressions very serious as they greeted Li Qinghou. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Li Qinghou kindly looked around and nodded. However, when he scanned the disciples and realized Yan Xiaobao was absent, he frowned.

When the surrounding Outer Sect disciples saw Li Qinghou frown, their hearts began to pound. Du Lingfei immediately grew nervous, unsure why the Peak Lord might be displeased.

"Shall we begin, Lord Pike?" asked Elder Sun, who stood beside Li Qinghou.

Li Qinghou was about to answer when suddenly, a sphere-like silhouette could be seen flying towards them from afar.

"I'm lost!" Yan Xiaobao shouted as he ran. "It's too foggy..." Yan Xiaobao was not only very nervous, but he also felt the whole situation was very unfair. After all, he wasn't very familiar with the mountain paths, and considering how foggy it was, he had simply lost his way while thinking.

Once these words left his mouth, all the Outer Sect disciples couldn't help but look over. Many of them were familiar with Yan Xiaobao, and when they heard his shout, they began to snicker. As for those who didn't know him, they frowned, mockery visible in their eyes.

As far as they were concerned, the only reason he got lost on his way to the tournament was that he rarely ventured to the mountain's peak and didn't care about the competitions held by the sect. Most likely, he was just used to wandering around.

Du Lingfei looked at him and remembered he was one of those who had been chasing Zhou Xinqi recently. It was said he had worked hard to catch this great 'chick bandit'. Du Lingfei immediately turned away disdainfully, unwilling even to look upon him.

Chen Ziang looked at Yan Xiaobao in complete shock, casting a quick glance toward Li Qinghou. He hadn't forgotten that Yan Xiaobao had said in the mission office that Li Qinghou was his uncle. That explained why Li Qinghou was now frowning, and after analyzing the situation, he realized that when battling Yan Xiaobao, he would have to be careful not to fight too hard.

Li Qinghou snorted coldly, glaring at Yan Xiaobao for a moment, then nodded toward the sky.

Elder Sun took a thoughtful look at Yan Xiaobao for a moment, then chuckled, waving his hand. "Very well. All disciples wishing to compete in the Outer Sect tournament, please enter the arena."

Seeing Li Qinghou's glare made Yan Xiaobao feel the situation was more unfair than ever. However, he didn't dare voice his opinion. As soon as Elder Sun's words left his mouth, Yan Xiaobao was the first disciple to leap onto the platform, his chest proudly puffed out, looking as though daggers and a mountain of fire could not affect his honor.

Soon, all the competitors were in the arena. Including Yan Xiaobao, there were twenty in total.

The rules for competitions like these were relatively loose. Elder Sun watched for a moment, then took out a small cloth bag containing some marbles with numbers on them. The competitors took turns drawing a marble, indicating the order in which they would fight.

Yan Xiaobao did not succeed in drawing to fight first. He ended up in the middle, and when he took out his marble, it had the number 11 written on it.

"Very well," Elder Sun said calmly. "Now, everyone step back so the first match can begin. Warriors numbered one and two, prepare to start!" Yan Xiaobao and the others quickly left the battle stage, while the disciples with the first and second marbles remained. As they gazed at each other, a brilliant light began to flash in their eyes.

Before long, they began to fight, the rumbling sounds of battle echoing out. Meanwhile, Yan Xiaobao's thoughts were racing. He kept reminding himself that with twenty people in this competition, all he had to do was win twice to make it into the top five. He also wondered who had drawn the number twelve marble, but no one was willing to reveal their number, leaving him almost unable to determine who he would battle against.

Even as his spirits began to sink, the first match ended, and the second match began. Du Lingfei was one of the warriors in this match. She immediately made a spell gesture, causing a flag to fly out and transform into a mist that enveloped her opponent. After a brief struggle, the disciple was unable to escape and admitted defeat, filled with admiration for Du Lingfei.

The third and fourth matches proceeded very quickly, and when the fifth match arrived, Chen Zinan quickly and effectively defeated a disciple at Qi Condensation Fourth Level.

"Warriors numbered 11 and 12, step forward and begin the match," Elder Sun called out. Yan Xiaobao took a deep breath and stepped forward with a very serious expression on his face. Once on the arena, he found his opponent was a tall, gaunt young man with a cold sneer on his face.

His cultivation base was extraordinary, at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. His eyes flashed like lightning, and he seemed like the type of person not to be trifled with.

"Well, junior brother," the gaunt young man said, his voice cold, "you were unlucky to meet me in the first round. It's not too late to concede. If you don't, and you get hurt, you'll have to take responsibility for it yourself."

However, the moment those words left the young man's mouth, Yan Xiaobao suddenly let out a powerful roar.

The roar was so intense that everything trembled, leaving quite a few spectators shocked. The gaunt young man was also taken aback, reflexively retreating a step, his eyes widening as he stared at Yan Xiaobao.