11 The First Contest
"The first contest! Weightlifting!"
This tournament was judged by several highly skilled instructors to ensure fairness and justice.
In the arena, there are several huge stones.
The smallest one was as tall as a child, while the largest one was as tall as two adults.
"There are five boulders here, the lightest weighing 200 pounds and the heaviest weighing 1,000 pounds. This event is an elimination system, and only the person who lifts the 600-pound boulder will qualify for the next round. The referee spoke aloud.
"Then, the first contest officially begins!"
"Those whose names I read will come up for testing in order!"
"Lu Renjia..."
Tens of thousands of outer disciples are testing their skills, and it is a spectacular sight.
Six hundred pounds was too say, too difficult for an ordinary Mortal Life 3rd or 4th level cultivator.
Especially since their group of people only knew how to cultivate powerful martial skills, and although their flesh was nourished with true qi, it was only a few points stronger than ordinary mortals.
As a result, a large number of cultivators at the third or fourth level of Mortal Life were brushed off and did not even qualify to enter the second round of the competition.
"Hmph, is this the good seedling you speak of?" The Dean grunted.
So far, there were only a handful of people who could pass.
The old faces of the four courtiers were red, and they had never expected these little brats to be so bad.
At that moment, another person arrived on the stage.
The next thing you know, a boulder weighing eight hundred pounds is thrown several feet away by the person on the stage.
The audience was trembling.
The Dean's face only slightly eased up, "Eight hundred pounds, very good, what is this person's name."
"Hehe, Lord Dean, this person is exactly the good seedling I was talking about before, the fifth prince of the Divine Martial Kingdom, Qi Hao." Elder Song, the lord of East Xuan Pavilion, smiled.
"Not bad, judging from the strength he just showed, he can already be promoted to the inner disciple of our sect," Dean said.
Hearing the Dean's praise, Elder Song smiled even brighter.
Every additional disciple of the inner disciple is equal to one point of strength, and the resources that can be allocated to the inner disciple will be even more.
Subsequently, as if a shot of strength had been given to the Eastern Xuan Pavilion, several pass-through cultivators were produced in succession.
Although they were all around six hundred pounds, far less than the Fifth Prince at the beginning, they were enough to laugh at the remaining three pavilions.
Seeing this situation, Elder Song's mouth was almost grinning at the corners of his ears.
The next person to test was the Third Prince.
Fortunately, he passed the test, but he only managed to lift a six hundred pound boulder, and the entire process was trembling with fear, almost falling off and hitting himself.
"Damn it, this guy, Old Fifth, has broken through again." The third prince spit.
He thought his strength at the seventh level of mortal life was already impressive, but the fifth prince was two realms higher than him, and it looks like the champion of this competition will be him.
"But fortunately, there's an even worse cushion." The third prince turned his attention to Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan was ranked lower, so he was almost at the bottom of the list.
Han Zhi Yun, also from East Xuan Pavilion, came to the Academy at almost the same time as Lu Xuan.
However, not many people in the entire East Pavilion, or even the entire Academy, know about the relationship between her and Lu Xuan.
The two of them were separated in different pavilions, communicating very little at the Spirits Sky Academy, and after a year had passed, they hadn't even spoken ten words.
At the same time, Han Zhiyun was a famous genius, as well as one of the most stunning twin beauties known throughout the Academy alongside the inner sect figure Qin Wu.
Lu Xuan is only a second level of mortal life, who would link the two together?
Even her senior brother, the Third Prince, doesn't know about it.
Walking up to the stage, Zhiyun Han skipped over all the stones in front of her and came straight to the boulder of eight hundred pounds.
There were a total of thirty to forty thousand outer disciples of the Four Pavilion.
However, out of all of them, only the Fifth Prince lifted the 800-pound boulder and threw it a few meters away.
"Hmph!" Han Zhi Yun snorted coldly.
A huge amount of power poured out from her hands onto the boulder as she steadily placed her hands on the boulder.
The boulder, which was 800 pounds in weight, was lifted above her head with a thunderous sound.
Boom--.
With a shake of both arms, the eight hundred pounds of boulders were thrown a few meters away by her, only slightly inferior to the Five Princes!
You know, she was a woman, how could a woman's strength compare to a man's, it was already considered remarkable to have such an achievement.
"Miss Han is truly talented and clever, the technique she has just revealed is still a long way from the Fifth Prince, but it's not far off, she's really a true heroine!"
"Yes, with such a cultivation at such a young age, the future must be boundless!"
"There's another teenage genius in the East Xuan Pavilion."
The people of the four corners began to discuss.
"Yes! Worthy of being a disciple of my Eastern Xuan Pavilion!" Elder Song of the East Xuan Pavilion excitedly stood straight up.
"Elder Song, these are the two geniuses you mentioned, right." The Dean nodded his head in satisfaction.
A fifth prince and a Han Zhiyun, both of them were able to lift eight hundred pounds of boulders, proving that their two cultivations were not low, at least they were above the seventh level of mortal life, such geniuses, becoming inner disciples, more than enough.
"Exactly." Elder Song said with a red glow.
"Yun'er is only sixteen years old and has already reached the seventh level of mortal life, and the largest sect in Yunzhou, the Returning Cloud Sect, has also thrown her an olive branch, so her future achievements are definitely not below ours."
"Sixteen years old already got a ticket to the Returning Cloud Sect ah, that's truly a natural gift." The dean of the academy slightly bowed his head, the Spirit Sky Academy could only be considered a transit station, and those who had reached a certain level of cultivation could stay behind to become instructors.
However, more people chose to join a sect so that they could obtain more cultivation resources.
As the number one sect in Yunzhou, the Returning Cloud Sect's cultivation resources weren't something a small Spirit Sky Academy could compare to.
The Dean wanted to say something complimentary to praise Elder Song for his teachings, but the judge said, "Next, Lu Xuan."
"Yo, your martial arts master has made an appearance, why don't you stare a little longer? Lest he can't even lift a hundred pounds of stone, it would be a great shame!" Elder Song smiled heedlessly.
The Dean's smile faltered and he turned his head to look at Elder Yun, the master of the Northern Sky Pavilion.
Elder Yun was so furious that he couldn't even say a word in rebuttal.
At the same time, the people of the Four Corners also exploded.
"Hey, isn't that Martial Arts Master Lu Xuan? Why is he here for the Grand Competition?"
"Hush, say less, and be careful that he uses martial arts to poke you through the air."
Words such as these echo through the arena, the morale of the Northern Sky Pavilion itself was low, and it was even more disgraceful to hear these sarcastic remarks.
Quite a few people stared at Lu Xuan angrily, in their opinion, the reason why the Northern Sky Pavilion was looked down upon was not because of their low strength, but because of the presence of Lu Xuan, the so-called jumping clown!
