#1185 - Chapter 1185: Cannot be underestimated

However, it seemed only Ye Kong was happy; everyone else was preoccupied, their facial expressions difficult to decipher.

To represent the Taichu Institute's disciples in the final ranking competition, they had to pass the Taichu Institute's preliminary competition.

The first major obstacle facing the disciples required them to go all out and compete fiercely.

After several days of last-minute cramming, the Taichu Institute's preliminary competition officially began.

Rows upon rows of flag formations fluttered in the wind, with the red arena in the center, arranged in a Bagua formation, creating a grand spectacle that shook the entire Upper Realm.

If the preliminary competition was already like this, the main competition would undoubtedly be even more spectacular.

The most magnificent martial arts field in the Taichu Institute was chosen as the venue for the preliminary competition, gathering all the members of the Taichu Institute to participate in the grand event.

All the outstanding disciples under the elders took to the stage to show off their skills. Hundreds of people stood in the Taichu Institute's assembly hall, while all the elders sat above, looking at their disciples below with expressions of satisfaction.

Everyone believed their own disciple was the strongest, and they also had some criticisms of the other disciples. They had heard that recently, the Taichu Institute had produced a rare genius who had retrieved the Underworld Four Flowers alone.

It seemed that this was a major formidable opponent today.

Sima Shizun sat in the very center, looking at the disciples below and scanning around, fairly satisfied with this year's disciples. Of course, Ye Kong in the crowd was the most eye-catching.

This was a rare and good seedling. If he were to participate in this year's sect ranking competition, he would definitely win important points for the Taichu Institute.

The preliminary competition officially began. Without any unnecessary words, all the registered disciples drew lots and consciously stood in two teams. Each time, two teams would simultaneously go on the martial arts stage for free team battles, with the team that knocked their opponents off the stage winning.

The winner could become the ringleader, and the remaining people would continue to challenge the ringleader until the ten best ringleaders were selected.

These ten best ringleaders would then undergo ten one-on-one individual challenges to determine their respective ability levels.

These ten disciples would be the contestants to participate in the main competition and would receive one-on-one specialized training from the elders in the institute to prepare for the main competition.

Ye Kong didn't think much of it, but Gongsun Qing and Wen Jie sighed and shook their heads. However, now that the teams were divided, they would go all out.

Although Ye Kong is very strong, we are not bad either!

As the first disciple jumped onto the arena, someone from the opposite side immediately jumped up.

One person cast spells, and the other used mental techniques. Crackling sounds rang around them. With just one move, a large number of powerful suppressing spells rained down, attacking the opponent out.

As one person went down, another went up.

The arena competition continued.

One disciple after another jumped onto the arena, using all their spiritual power to attack their opponent.

Ye Kong stood in the crowd, not in a hurry to make a move.

The disciples behind him rushed to grab a spot before Ye Kong, all exerting their full strength. The crowd watching the excitement on the outside also speculated whether anyone could withstand two moves from Ye Kong, since he was definitely a selected disciple?

Finally, half of the disciples were knocked off the stage, and only a few remained in Ye Kong's section. On the stage, Zhang Tie and Gongsun Qing each occupied a position.

Ye Kong jumped onto the arena.

Cheers rose and fell from below. The people on the stage all looked towards Ye Kong.

Ye Kong did nothing; just standing there gave people an invisible pressure.

Everyone wanted to exchange a few moves with Ye Kong, but they were also afraid of being defeated by Ye Kong and losing their qualification to challenge.

Finally, one or two arrogant disciples felt that Ye Kong was just a name without substance and wanted to compete with Ye Kong.

In this way, they would become even more famous in the Taichu Institute.

Ye Kong stood still and said, "You make the first move."

"Hmph." A disciple in front of Ye Kong, without saying a word, used a fatal move, the Soul-Seizing Claw, grabbing towards Ye Kong.

Ye Kong didn't move. When the claw was only 0.01 centimeters away from him, Ye Kong extended a finger. The person only felt a gust of wind, and then watched helplessly as this gust of wind wrapped him off the stage.

With a thud, this person crashed heavily to the ground. He felt that his internal organs had shifted, and several of his ribs were broken.

He stared at Ye Kong, not knowing what had happened or why he was completely unable to move.

Ye Kong looked at the stage again.

There were still people who were not reconciled and came up, but Ye Kong effortlessly threw them all off the stage.

Until Ye Kong faced Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie had been practicing hard recently, believing that he could fight Ye Kong, but he didn't expect Ye Kong to treat him equally and send him down.

When Gongsun Qing came over, Ye Kong unceremoniously pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and Gongsun Qing was defeated before he even had a chance to fight back.

"Ye Kong is so strong; no one is his opponent." The people below could see clearly.

Is there anyone else who wants to challenge? Ye Kong felt so bored that he was about to fall asleep.

Unlike the previous matches, where there were back-and-forths, all confrontations with Ye Kong were easily won by Ye Kong, and without using extra spiritual power, he rendered his opponents powerless to resist.

This kind of speed, ruthlessness, and decisiveness was the best choice for this ranking competition.

Soon, the last challenger, Shen Fanshuang, took the stage.

Different from the others, Shen Fanshuang was very capable. As a member of the Shen family, she was naturally different from other disciples.

Shen Fanshuang stood on the stage, and Ye Kong was stunned for a moment. Soon, he decided to use a gentlemanly method to prevent Shen Fanshuang from losing too badly.

Ye Kong let her make a move.

Shen Fanshuang snorted coldly, "I don't need you to let me."

"Alright then." Ye Kong pushed with force, pushing Shen Fanshuang off the stage.

Shen Fanshuang stood awkwardly off the stage, "Ye Kong, you…"

"You told me not to let you, didn't you?" Ye Kong was also very helpless; girls were really difficult to understand.

If he let her, she would be unhappy; if he did what she said, she would still be unhappy.

Forget it.

Ye Kong walked straight to the highest arena.

None of the disciples on or off the stage were his opponents.

Among the newly-entered disciples, Ye Kong had advantageous qualifications and easily passed the initial preliminary competition.

Sima Shizun saw Ye Kong's performance on the martial arts stage and nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of appreciation.

It seemed that he had not misjudged him.

The elder Wang on the side didn't say anything, but he always held his head high, and his smugness was fully displayed on his face.

At this time, silence speaks louder than words.

In contrast, the faces of the others were not good, but they had to admit that this Ye Kong was indeed very capable.

He could not be underestimated at all.