Chapter 105: The Seven Sects Established, Dominating the Current Era
The four spectacular duels concluded, and the atmosphere in the Martial Arts Arena grew increasingly heated, with cheers and discussions rising one after another. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the Clear Sky Sect each won a match, demonstrating the absolute strength required to aspire to the "Upper Three Sects." Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lost, they did so with honor, as their support capabilities were breathtaking. The Wind Sword Sect and the Black Tortoise Sect also proved they were qualified to be ranked among the "Lower Four Sects."
The selection process continued. The subsequent duels mostly took place between Sects of similar or slightly lesser strength, aiming to further clarify the rankings of the middle and lower-tier Sects.
The Cardinal took the stage again to announce the matchup: "Next match, Clear Sky Sect's Second Elder Tang Lie against White Tiger Sect Master, Sect Master!"
Two attack system Soul Masters took the stage. Although Tang Lie was advanced in years, his Rank ninety-four Soul Power cultivation, combined with the overbearing nature of the Clear Sky Hammer, made his offensive incredibly fierce. Sect Master's White Tiger Martial Soul was also extraordinary, fierce and sharp. The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, with hammer shadows and tiger roars intertwining. Ultimately, Tang Lie, relying on his superior Soul Power cultivation and the ultimate attacking power of the Clear Sky Hammer, forced Sect Master back with a heavy strike, winning a hard-fought victory.
"Next match, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Green Peak Douluo against Wind Sword Sect Master Feng Zaiyun!"
This could be called a duel between swordsmen. Green Peak Douluo's Green Peak True Body was incomparably sharp, his Sword Intent soaring to the skies; Feng Zaiyun's Wind Sword was agile and swift, taking unconventional paths. The two transformed into streaks of sword light, colliding at high speeds on the stage, with Sword Qi crisscrossing in a dazzling display.
After more than a hundred moves, Green Peak Douluo, relying on his deeper Soul Power and more profound understanding of the way of the sword, broke through Feng Zaiyun's Protective Sword Qi with a subtle move, "Green Peak's Line of Heaven." The tip of his sword touched the other's shoulder and stopped, and Feng Zaiyun gracefully admitted defeat.
Next was the Fire Leopard Sect Master against the Sparrow Bee Sect Master. After a fierce struggle, the Fire Leopard Sect Master emerged victorious.
"Next match, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Elder Yu Mingfeng against the White Tiger Sect Elder!"
However, when the draw revealed the name of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the atmosphere began to turn subtle.
Yu Mingfeng was now a Rank eighty-eight Soul Douluo with impressive strength. His opponent, a White Tiger Sect Elder, was also a Rank eighty-eight Soul Douluo known for his violent attacks. Everyone expected a fierce clash between a dragon and a tiger.
To everyone's surprise, just as the match began, the White Tiger Sect Elder symbolically released a few Martial Soul Abilities. After Yu Mingfeng easily blocked them and they exchanged a few more moves, the Elder directly cupped his hands and surrendered: "Elder Yu's cultivation is profound; I am filled with admiration. I concede!" The entire process took only a few minutes.
Yu Mingfeng was stunned for a moment and shook his head helplessly as he left the stage. A burst of whispers and low chuckles erupted from the spectator stands.
Initially, everyone thought the White Tiger Sect Elder simply knew he was outmatched and was conserving his strength. But as the selection progressed, similar situations occurred one after another.
When a Rank eighty-five Soul Douluo Elder from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect faced a Rank eighty-four Soul Douluo Elder from the Black Tortoise Sect, the Black Tortoise Elder only resisted for a dozen moves before shouting, "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's secret techniques are formidable; I admit defeat," and jumped off the stage of his own accord.
When a Rank eighty-seven Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Elder was drawn to face a Rank eighty-six Elder from the Wind Sword Sect, the Wind Sword Elder was even more direct. Upon taking the stage, he cupped his fists toward the referee and his opponent: "I, Feng, have self-awareness and do not dare to compete with your noble Sect. I concede this match!" He didn't even move a hand.
Once was an accident, twice was a coincidence, three times, four times... When almost every opponent facing a representative of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, regardless of their cultivation level, chose to surrender quickly or offer only symbolic resistance, the atmosphere of the entire Martial Arts Arena became strange. The whispers turned into undisguised discussion and mockery.
"Hahaha, did the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect buy out the entire betting pool? Why are all their opponents just giving up?"
"They're scared! Didn't you see how fierce their Sect Master and Young Sect Master are? Who would dare to actually fight?"
"If they get too serious, they're afraid of being targeted later. Besides, there's no benefit in fighting to the death to win; the title of 'Number One Sect Under Heaven' would never fall to them anyway."
"This is too unsightly! A Seven Clans Selection turned into this? It's like watching a play!"
"Exactly, they don't have a shred of a Soul Master's backbone! Aren't they afraid of being a laughingstock if word gets out?"
The mockery and questioning grew louder. In the VIP seats, the expressions of the other Sect Masters also turned somewhat unsightly. Their Disciples or Elders acting this way was certainly out of awe for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's formidable strength, wanting to avoid unnecessary injury or consumption, but in the eyes of uninformed outsiders, it was indeed undignified. It could even be misinterpreted as "match-fixing," damaging the reputations of their Sects.
In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect area, Yu Boxuan, Super Douluo, and the others frowned slightly but were helpless. They couldn't force others to fight them with everything they had, could they?
Yu Yuanchen, who had been sitting quietly on the sidelines with a calm expression, also twitched his brow slightly. He naturally understood the reason behind this—it was simply because his grandfather's performance and his own past achievements were too dazzling, combined with the deterrent of the Sect's overall strength. This made these Sects wary, unwilling to waste energy or risk injury in duels they were destined to lose. To those in the know, this was respect for the strong.
But as those discussions suggested, if the news spread, what would those who weren't present and didn't understand the situation think? Would they think the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was using its power to bully others or even secretly manipulating the selection? This would not benefit his plans to accumulate prestige in the slightest. What a Sect's reputation needed was upright and honorable strength, not this slightly humiliating "concession."
Thinking of this, Yu Yuanchen slowly stood up.
This movement of his instantly attracted the attention of the entire audience. The noisy discussions came to an abrupt halt, and everyone looked at the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, wondering what he intended to do.
Yu Yuanchen walked calmly, step by step, to the center of the stage. His gaze calmly swept across the Sect leaders in the VIP seats—Clear Sky Sect's Sect Master, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Ning Zhiyuan and Green Peak Douluo, Wind Sword Sect's Feng Zaiyun, White Tiger Sect's Sect Master, Black Tortoise Sect's Shi Feng, and the recently defeated Fire Leopard Sect Master.
He cupped his fists to the circle, his voice clear and resonant, reaching everyone in the field: "Sect Masters, Seniors. Today's Seven Clans Selection was originally intended for us to exchange skills, determine our rankings, and promote the way of the Soul Master. However, in the past few matches, the Disciples of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect have won by chance, yet these victories were hollow because you all had reservations and did not give your full effort. If this continues, I fear it will invite criticism, go against the original intent of the selection, and it is certainly not what my Sect desires."
Everyone held their breath, wondering what he was up to.
Yu Yuanchen continued: "In that case, to avoid rumors and to give this selection a conclusion worthy of its significance... I have a presumptuous request."
His gaze once again swept over the seven people, including Sect Master, Sect Master Ning, and Senior Green Peak, as he said slowly: "Please forgive my arrogance, but I wish to use this stage to challenge the Sect Masters of the six present Sects simultaneously! Clear Sky Sect's Sect Master Tang, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master Ning and Senior Green Peak (counting as one side), Wind Sword Sect's Sect Master Feng, White Tiger Sect's Sect Master Dai, Black Tortoise Sect's Sect Master Shi, and the Fire Leopard Sect Master."
Every time he mentioned a name, the expression of the person named changed. When he said "challenge simultaneously," the entire Martial Arts Arena fell deathly silent for a moment, followed by a world-shaking uproar!
One against seven?! And against six Sect Masters, including Super Douluos like Sect Master, Senior Green Peak, and Feng Zaiyun. In their eyes, this was no longer just arrogance; it was simply madness!
"Yu Yuanchen! You!" Sect Master stood up abruptly, his tiger-like eyes wide with a mix of shock and anger. Although he knew Yu Yuanchen's strength was unfathomable, such behavior was practically treating the world's heroes as if they were nothing!
The faces of Ning Zhiyuan, Green Peak Douluo, and the others also darkened instantly. This was blatant contempt and insult!
However, just as their anger was about to erupt, Yu Yuanchen seemed to unintentionally, yet perhaps deliberately, release a hint of his own aura.
There was no world-shaking eruption of Soul Power, nor were there any dazzling Soul Rings. It was just a majestic pressure, as vast as a mountain or a peak, like an abyss or an ocean, quietly spreading out. This pressure was not overbearing, but it was incredibly heavy, as if the entire sky had lowered slightly. It caused all the Soul Masters present, especially the Titled Douluo-level experts, to instantly feel their breath hitch, and an indescribable shudder came from the depths of their Souls!
Rank ninety-eight!
The clear Soul Power fluctuations struck the heart of every expert like a heavy hammer! Although they had guessed it before, when this terrifying aura, far exceeding Rank ninety-seven, was truly revealed, the shock was unparalleled!
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The anger on Tang Gan's face froze, turning into extreme shock and disbelief.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Zhiyuan's hand trembled slightly.
Green Peak Douluo's hand gripping his sword turned white at the knuckles.
Feng Zaiyun, Dai Jingxuan, Shi Feng, and the others were even paler, with sweat appearing on their foreheads.
The Sect Master of the Fire Leopard Sect even felt his legs go weak, almost collapsing to the ground.
Rank 98! Only one step away from the legendary Rank 99 Limit Douluo! This was a Realm they had to look up to, and he was only in his thirties! With this gap in Rank, their numerical advantage seemed pale and powerless.
Their overflowing anger was instantly extinguished by this tip of the iceberg of absolute strength, leaving only deep powerlessness and... a hint of bitterness.
They finally understood that Yu Yuanchen was not arrogant, but... possessed the confidence of absolute strength!
Yu Yuanchen withdrew his aura, still smiling, his tone sincere: "Yu has absolutely no intention of looking down on any of you. I simply felt that by doing this, not only could everyone's strength be displayed to the world, but it would also completely put an end to idle gossip. If Yu is fortunate enough to withstand a few moves from you all, it will count as my Sect having the stature to win this selection; if Yu is defeated, it will prove that my Sect still has shortcomings, and this title of 'Number One Sect Under Heaven' is not worth having. I wonder if you all are willing to offer your guidance?"
With words having reached this point, the gesture having been made (releasing his aura to intimidate), and the reason given in a high-sounding manner (to end rumors and display strength), Tang Gan and the others, even if they were unwilling and felt incredibly stifled, could not refuse. To refuse, would that not mean they lacked even the courage to step onto the stage and fight? That would be even more shameful than admitting defeat!
The seven looked at each other, all seeing the complexity and determination in each other's eyes. Tang Gan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Good! Since Young Sect Master Yu has this refined interest, we shall risk our lives to accompany you! Let us learn from your brilliant moves!"
Ning Zhiyuan, Green Peak Douluo, and the others nodded one after another, leaping onto the arena. The seven spread out in a fan shape, surrounding Yu Yuanchen in the center. Although it was many against one, facing a terrifying Rank 98 existence, no one felt it was unfair; instead, they felt immense pressure.
"The match begins!" The Cardinal's voice carried a hint of trembling.
Almost the instant the voice fell, Yu Yuanchen moved!
There was no earth-shattering momentum, just a slight flash of purple-gold light around his body, and a magnificent, majestic, streamlined purple-gold full-body battle armor instantly covered him! On the battle armor, thunder patterns flowed, and dragon might was restrained; this was his brand-new form combining his Martial Soul True Body, Dragon Transformation secret technique, and Thunder Armor—Martial Soul True Body Possession!
Entering this state, Yu Yuanchen's aura was completely restrained, yet it gave people an even more dangerous feeling, like the calm before a storm.
"Attack!" Tang Gan roared, knowing full well he could not give Yu Yuanchen the opportunity to break them one by one; they had to combine their forces to attack! He initiated the attack first, the Clear Sky Hammer smashing towards Yu Yuanchen's back with the force of a collapsing mountain!
Green Peak Douluo merged with his sword, transforming into green lightning as he thrust straight at his throat;
Feng Zaiyun's sword turned into a wild wind, sweeping at his lower body;
Dai Jingxuan's White Tiger Heaven-Splitting Strike lunged straight for his face;
Although Shi Feng excelled at defense, he also condensed a massive phantom image of a Black Tortoise Shield, pressing down overhead with the force of ten thousand jun;
Ning Zhiyuan fully activated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, bestowing all amplification auras onto the six of them simultaneously;
The Fire Leopard Sect Sect Master also roared while releasing his strongest Soul skills, a scorching leopard shadow pouncing forward.
The seven joined forces, their offensive like a violent storm, instantly engulfing Yu Yuanchen. The light of their Soul Power was brilliant and dazzling, and the destructive energy fluctuations caused the entire arena to groan! The hearts of those watching were in their throats; such an offensive, if it were any Super Douluo present other than Yu Yuanchen, would likely cause them to be instantly severely injured!
However, facing this overwhelming attack, Yu Yuanchen simply raised his hands.
His left hand pressed down into the void, activating the Yin Yang Divine Lightning. A flexible yet immensely majestic black and white lightning force field spread out from him as the center, acting like a quagmire, suddenly slowing the speed of Tang Gan's heavy hammer, Dai Jingxuan's tiger claws, and Shi Feng's shield strike, while their power was weakened layer by layer!
His right hand formed a sword finger, lightning condensing at his fingertip; the Annihilation Divine Lightning struck after but arrived first, accurately and precisely tapping onto the tip of Green Peak Douluo's sword and the strongest point of Feng Zaiyun's sword wind!
"Break."
A soft word, yet it was as if his words commanded the Law!
Ding! Bang!
Green Peak Douluo felt an irresistible force travel along his sword, his entire arm instantly going numb; his Green Peak True Body trembled violently, nearly dissipating, and his body flew backward! Feng Zaiyun's sword wind was directly shattered, and he let out a muffled groan, staggering backward!
At the same time, Yu Yuanchen's figure flickered like a ghost; it looked dangerous, but he always avoided the most fatal attacks at the most critical moments. His movements were simple, efficient, and precise to the extreme, as if he had long since calculated the trajectory and power of every attack.
"It's my turn." Yu Yuanchen's voice remained calm. His figure flashed, and he took the initiative to attack! His target was Tang Gan, who had the fiercest offensive!
"Stop him!" Ning Zhiyuan shouted urgently. Green Peak Douluo forcefully raised his Soul Power, and his sword light rose again. Dai Jingxuan and Feng Zaiyun also gritted their teeth and attacked.
Yu Yuanchen did not dodge or avoid, throwing a punch! Purple-gold lightning condensed on his fist; it was not a Soul skills, but it contained terrifying physical strength and the Law of Thunder!
Boom! Where the fist wind passed, space seemed to twist! Green Peak's sword light, Dai Jingxuan's tiger shadow, and Feng Zaiyun's Sword Qi were instantly torn apart like paper! The remaining power of the punch did not diminish, rushing straight at Tang Gan!
Tang Gan's pupils shrank, and he held the Clear Sky Hammer horizontally in front of his chest, defending with all his might!
"Dong—!!!"
A loud sound like a bell being struck! Tang Gan was struck as if by lightning, sent flying along with his hammer, crashing heavily against the barrier at the edge of the arena, his blood and Qi churning, nearly vomiting blood!
In the blink of an eye, four of the seven were gone! The remaining Shi Feng, Ning Zhiyuan, and the Fire Leopard Sect Sect Master were horrified!
Yu Yuanchen did not stop, his figure flashing again, and he was already in front of Shi Feng. Shi Feng roared, the Black Tortoise Shield shining brightly, his defensive power pushed to the limit!
Yu Yuanchen formed his fingers into a blade, a hand-blade lightly slashing onto the surface of the shield.
"Crack..." A slight cracking sound rang out, and on Shi Feng's Black Tortoise Shield, which was known for its absolute defense, a tiny crack actually appeared! He himself was struck as if by a heavy blow, staggering back more than ten steps, his face deathly pale!
Yu Yuanchen didn't even look at the result, his gaze turning to Ning Zhiyuan. Ning Zhiyuan felt a chill in his heart, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda flashing rapidly, but Yu Yuanchen just pointed from a distance.
A condensed bolt of lightning instantly crossed the space, tapping onto the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Ning Zhiyuan was struck as if by a heavy blow, the pagoda's light instantly dimming, and he collapsed to the ground, his body instantly paralyzed.
Finally, his gaze fell on the Fire Leopard Sect Sect Master, who was already scared silly. The Fire Leopard Sect Sect Master let out a strange cry, turned around, and jumped off the arena.
From start to finish, it took less than the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn!
On the arena, the seven Sect Master-level powerhouses, either fallen, defeated, or standing stiffly, no longer had anyone who could fight.
Yu Yuanchen stood with his hands behind his back, the battle armor around his body quietly dissipating, returning to a blue robe, his aura steady, as if he had just casually swatted a few flies.
The entire Martial Arts Arena was dead silent.
Everyone had their mouths wide open and eyes wide, watching the scene on the arena in disbelief. One against seven, in over ten rounds, a complete victory! What kind of terrifying gap in strength was this?! Rank 98, was it actually this formidable?!
After a long while, the dead silence was broken, turning into shouts and fanatical cheers like a mountain collapse and tsunami!
"Yu Yuanchen! Yu Yuanchen! Yu Yuanchen!"
The sound shook the heavens and the earth, filled with worship and awe for an absolute powerhouse!
In the VIP seats, Angel Douluo Qian Chongxiao slowly opened his eyes that had been slightly closed, looked deeply at Yu Yuanchen, a trace of extremely complex emotion flashing in his eyes—there was amazement, gravity, and also a hint of... relief? He nodded slightly and whispered a few words to the Cardinal beside him.
The Cardinal took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, flew onto the stage, and shouted with all his might:
"In this battle, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Yu Yuanchen wins!"
"As determined by the Spirit Hall and all parties' notaries, combined with each Sect's comprehensive strength and performance this time, the final ranking of the first Seven Clans Selection is as follows!"
"The head of the Upper Three Sects, the Number One Sect Under Heaven—Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"
"Second place of the Upper Three Sects—Clear Sky Sect!"
"Last of the Upper Three Sects—Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"The Lower Four Sects, in order: Wind Sword Sect, White Tiger Sect, Black Tortoise Sect, Fire Leopard Sect!"
"The Seven Clans are established, leading the Spirit Master's world! May all Sects work together to promote the might of Martial Souls!"
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