Soul Emperor Martial God

The next day.

The Sword Sect group arrived at the forefront of the city wall of the Flame Martial Fortress.

The Snow Winged Eagle Clan's team had been waiting there.

"Senior Swordswoman," Ye Qing stepped forward to greet her with a salute.

"Mmm," the woman nodded her head.

"Brother Xiao Yi," Tie Niu and several others also came over.

"Young Master Xiao Yi," Xu Xing, Meng Luo, and a few other members of the Snow Winged Eagle Clan, smiled broadly.

Xiao Yi nodded his head.

Beside him, Qin Feiyang curled his lip and looked towards Xiao Yi, saying, "These guys complained to me a lot yesterday."

"Following me in the first round, they got a ranking below 20."

"Following you in the second round, they suddenly got first place."

"Heh," Xiao Yi chuckled.

The rankings in the second round of the competition were based on the main team's standing.

The Snow Winged Eagle's team served as a sub-team of the Sword Sect group.

Therefore, they were also ranked first and had received a large number of Cultivation Items as rewards.

Xiao Yi glanced at the other side of the city wall.

Not far away was the team of the King, Bai Mohan, and others, who were now looking sullen and did not come over.

Xiao Yi sneered and did not bother with them too much.

Time gradually passed.

The three teams waited.

On the city walls of the other 15 fortresses, each team was also waiting.

Half an hour later, within the 16 fortresses, eight figures suddenly flew out.

Swish... swish... swish...

The figures were incredibly fast.

Almost the moment they appeared, they had moved from within the fortress to the sky outside of it.

They were the Eight Emperors of the East Sea, the Eight Great Commanders.

"Open," the eight of them hovered in the air and shouted loudly.

An overwhelming aura suddenly condensed in the sky.

The 16 fortresses trembled.

The Endless Black Sea ahead surged with towering waves.

A gigantic barrier emerged out of thin air.

Beneath the barrier was a huge platform.

The entire platform, situated in the middle in front of the 16 fortresses, was immense, probably covering hundreds of miles.

"Shh," the younger generation of Martial Artists couldn't help but inhale sharply.

On the city wall of the Flame Martial Fortress, the woman chuckled and said, "That is the Soldier Inspection Platform of the 16 fortresses."

"It opens once every hundred years."

"Every time it opens, it is in preparation for the once-in-a-century largest scale attack by the Abyss Demon Beasts, with millions of Human Martial Artists gathering on the platform, an extremely spectacular and imposing sight."

The woman continued, "This time opening prematurely, it acts as the Martial Arts Arena for your third round of competition."

"With Prohibitions enhancing its surroundings, the whole platform is exceedingly sturdy."

"It will allow you to engage in fierce battles to your heart's content."

After speaking, the woman swung her arm, and a torrent of energy enveloped everyone, saying, "Let's go."

The group felt a blur in front of their eyes and found themselves in front of the Soldier Inspection Platform.

In front of the vast platform, densely packed spectator seats had already been arranged.

In the very center were the seats for the incumbent staff of the East Sea Fortress.

On the sides were the seating areas for the 16 Kingdoms and various other powers.

At this moment, numerous Martial Artists flew towards the spectator seats.

Of course, led by the woman, the Sword Sect group and the Snow Winged Eagle group were the fastest.

They had already settled in the Sword Sect's assigned area, even beating the Eight Emperors there.

"Hmph," as the Eight Emperors arrived at the spectator seats and saw the Sword Sect group already seated, the Golden Emperor grunted in displeasure.

The Emperor Yee gave a wry smile.

The Ice Emperor, the Golden Emperor and others looked disgruntledly towards the Sword Sect group, especially at Xiao Yi.

"Hm?" The woman slightly turned her head and glanced at them.

The Ice Emperor, the Golden Emperor, and others quickly retracted their gaze, showing a look of wariness.

The Eight Emperors sat side by side at the very top of the spectator seats.

Below them were the Thirty-Two Commanders.

Following that, the Extreme Realm Martial Artists from the fortress started to take action.

At this point, the kings, sect masters, and others from the 16 kingdoms slowly flew in with their teams.

They took their seats in their respective areas, already arranged in the viewing stands.

Once everyone was seated, the large Soldier Inspection Platform in front featured an elder.

He was a senior from the Demon Hunting Hall who had been stationed there for many years, with the cultivation of the late-stage Extreme Realm, serving as the referee for this round.

"All teams, excluding the leaders, the rest of the Martial Artists, step forward," the referee called out loudly.

The Martial Artists from each team flew out, controlling the air as they moved to the vast Martial Arts Arena.

The referee began explaining the rules to these Martial Artists.

In the viewing stands, a woman seated next to Xiao Yi started to explain as well.

"The third round of the competition begins with the individual ranking battle."

"The leaders of your respective teams need not take the field for the time being."

"It will start with the team members determining the rankings, and after that, the victorious 10 will compete against you leaders," she said.

Xiao Yi nodded his head.

That is to say, there were originally 47 teams, no, now only 22 remained.

The 22 teams, the 22 captains and sub-captains, didn't need to take the field for the time being.

For the Flame Martial Kingdom, Xiao Yi, Qin Feiyang, and Bai Mohan, the three of them, remained seated in the viewing stands and did not enter the arena.

The others, Ling Yu, Zhong Wuyou, Ye Ming, Lin Jin, Xu Xing, and so on, had already gone to the Martial Arts Arena.

Teams from the other 15 kingdoms did the same.

At this moment, the Martial Arts Arena was filled with hundreds of Martial Artists, out of whom 10 would be chosen.

Of course, these hundreds would also be ranked.

Before long, after the referee finished explaining,

The hundreds of Martial Artists began their competition.

The battles were one-on-one, progressing in a knockout format of two entrants for each advancement.

The battle among these hundreds took a very long time.

"The battle that's starting now is not very significant, just take a casual look," the woman said softly.

Xiao Yi nodded.

The current battles couldn't determine the rankings of the teams, but only served as a preliminary for the common Heavenly Talents of each team to decide their rankings.

After almost half a day, the battles finally concluded.

The rankings of the hundreds were decided.

The top ten would participate in the subsequent competitions.

It's worth mentioning that the team from the Sword Sect occupied more than half of these spots.

Ling Yu, Zhong Wuyou, Bai Bingxue, Lin Jin, Tie Niu, and Liu Yanran, a total of 6 people, had made it into the top 10.

The remaining four were Martial Artists from other teams.

"All team leaders, step forward," the referee called out at that moment on the Martial Arts Arena.

The team leaders flew out, controlling the air.

Xiao Yi and Qin Feiyang went together.

22 team leaders landed, joining the 10 who had just won, making a total of 32.

Next was the drawing of lots.

The format was the same, with two advancing to become one, narrowing down from 32 to 16, then to 8, and so on.

After the drawing was over,

Xiao Yi looked at his own number, 1.

That meant his opponent was number 2...

The drawing rules were that number 1 faced number 2, number 3 faced number 4, number 5 faced number 6, and so forth.

"Bing Wujiang," Xiao Yi said with a faint smile.

That's right, Bing Wujiang was number 2.

Then, Xiao Yi glanced at the numbers of the people around him.

Ling Yu was number 3.

And the one who drew number 4 was… Bai Mohan.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes as he sighed.

At this time, the referee called out loudly, "Number 1 and number 2 remain in the Martial Arts Arena, the rest of the Heavenly Talents, temporarily withdraw."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The crowd flew off, controlling the air.

On the vast Martial Arts Arena, only Xiao Yi and Bing Wujiang were left.

...

The second update.