18 The Third Contest

"No, that's impossible!" Elder Song opened his eyes wide, his eyes were all bloodshot, and a head of random hair stood up suddenly, like a lion in a frenzy: "Something must be wrong, I don't believe it!"

"What? Elder Song still dares to question the Kungo Mirror?" The Dean was unhappy.

"Subordinates don't dare." Hearing the Dean's words, Elder Song immediately laid down his arms and did not dare to make a mistake.

"Then fulfill your fresh promise, Spirit Sky Academy can't afford to lose this person." The dean faintly said.

Elder Song bit his teeth, casually pulled out a golden noble card from his bosom, and tossed it at him.

"One hundred thousand silver coins."

Even as an Elder of the Inner Court, it was hard for him to take out that many silver coins at once.

The rest of the disciples from the other three pavilions didn't dare to say anything and looked at Lu Xuan with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Even for an inner disciple, his monthly salary was only about 100 silver coins.

With a slight smile, Lu Xuan said, "Then I'm grateful to Elder Song."

Throughout the entire time, Lu Xuan never looked at the Third Prince squarely in the eye, and the Third Prince himself, his face changed, again and again, taking two defeats in a row, he had already become the laughingstock in everyone's eyes.

Looking at Lu Xuan's back, the Third Prince said viciously, "One more round of complacency for you, the actual battle is not a place for such trifles as the Tower of the Heart of Dao, I will make you pay for it."

"The third contest, the ring contest!"

"Only those who have reached the third level of the Tower of the Dao Heart are eligible to take part in this round!"

"The first four winners of this round can enter the Aura Jade Spring to cultivate for a day, and the first place winner will even receive a medium-grade magic weapon as a reward!"

When Lu Xuan and the others returned to the original arena, a round ring rose high in the center of the arena, twenty feet wide, while outside, there were no seats left.

Most of the outer disciples, including the elite disciples who had been eliminated before, were in the audience, waiting for the last battle to come.

"This year's Grand Competition is too harsh, ten thousand outer sect disciples, but they can't even make up to the top ten."

"There aren't even any top ten, so what about the third round?"

"Don't worry, there are five people who have advanced to the third round, and as usual, they can divide the top four."

"Five? So, wouldn't one of them be wheeling and frothing?"

"Yeah, I wonder which one of the lucky ones will just bail into the top four."

The crowd had been exchanging ideas about who would advance to the top four, and those who were more daring had opened a betting booth in private.

The Fifth Prince had the lowest odds, while Lu Xuan had the highest odds, almost to the point of one to ten.

"Come, come, buy, and leave! Let's see who's so lucky that they've advanced to the top four." One of the outer disciples yelled.

The value of what they were betting on was also very low, probably bets of silver coins and such, and the richer ones would also bet on a noble card or two.

"Okay, I'll bet on Lu Xuan Champion! One hundred thousand silver coins, I dare you to take it!" A beautiful woman wearing a fire-red brocade dress, an emerald jade hairpin on her head, and flowing cloud embroidered shoes, placed a golden nobleman card on the gambling stand and said.

The crowd was suddenly shocked by this nobleman's card and looked up to see a face with delicate features and a shallow smile, eyes with autumn water, a gentle and charming beauty.

However, when everyone saw her true face, they were suddenly silenced, not daring to breathe a word, and those who were a little less courageous, without a trace, took several steps back continuously.

"Alright Sister, stop fooling around, we came here on a mission this time." A woman in a green dress came along, and her appearance was evenly divided between the girl in the red dress and the beauty of the city.

But the girl in the green dress looked cold and frosty-eyed, and the cold air within a radius of several meters seemed to pierce to the bone.

"Che, meaningless, forget it, I'll let you off this time." The girl in the red dress pursed her lips, picked up her noble card, and walked side by side with the girl in the green dress towards the ring.

Only after the two of them had walked away did the crowd breathe a small sigh of relief.

"Who are these two, so beautiful!" There was the newcomer, who knew nothing and was enchanted as he gazed at their graceful backs.

"Hey, if you don't want to die, you'd better get your little mind off it."

"Why?"

"Because those are the two strongest disciples of the inner sect, both of them have reached the half-step Xuan Life realm, and the woman in the green dress, she's also the Dean's own granddaughter!"

When he heard this, the newcomer, who had been thinking about the two women at first, suddenly shrank his head and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Sister, why are you interested in that Lu Xuan." The girl in the red dress blinked her eyes and said.

"Grandfather, he seems to have moved the idea of taking on a disciple." The green-skirted maiden said.

As they spoke, they came to a place in the audience with a wider view, where ordinary disciples saw the two Buddhas and consciously moved aside.

"Disciple? Just him?" The girl in the red dress pointed at Lu Xuan below the ring and said.

If the Qi is absent, it's too weak to be outrageous.

"Meng'er, don't look at the surface of everything, he has passed the fourth floor of the Dao Heart Tower and almost reached the fifth floor." The girl in the green dress said profoundly.

"What?" The red dress girl named Meng'er was shocked.

One had to know that even the two of them, the first time they challenged the Dao Heart Tower, did not make it past the first half of the fourth level, let alone almost breaking through to the fifth level.

This person had an ordinary appearance, but his Dao Heart was so firm.

"Why else do you think I stopped the charge and came to watch a group of outer disciples fight." The green-skirted girl's beautiful eyes squinted as she looked straight at the plain-looking Lu Xuan below the ring.

"The first match, Zhiyun Han versus Long Xueyao!"

The result of the lottery was a surprise. The most powerful fifth prince in cultivation actually took a turn to be empty, and the first match was a duel between the outer door twins.

"Sister Long, I heard that you have already reached the sixth level of Mortal Life Realm, so be merciful later." Han Zhi Yun charmingly said.

Long Xueyao frowned. Han Zhiyun's cultivation had already reached the seventh level of Mortal Life Realm. So why did she have to mock her so much?

Without answering, Long Xueyao took out a long sword, its blade was shining, and it was a lower-grade magic weapon.

"Xuan Shui Sword Technique!"

The long sword trembled slightly, emitting a sword chirp, and in an instant, the ring seemed to have more dense sword shadows, Long Xueyao knew that Han Zhiyun was a small realm above her, and didn't dare to prop it up, so she had to strike with all her might.

"Defeated." Lu Xuan already knew the outcome when he saw Long Xueyao strike.

When the shadow of the sword reached Han Zhi Yun, she took out a fiery red sword from her waist, and with a lightning sound, the shadow of the sword fell apart and ended up on Long Xue Yao's chest.

Boom.

The long sword fell out of her hand, and Long Xue Yao was blown away a few meters away, her face as white as paper, and her mouth was bleeding.