"Our duel will take place outside the market,"

"Next are the rules for the duel. We have a total of forty spots, so we need forty people from among you to defend the ring,"

"Once a ring defender wins against five opponents consecutively, they automatically earn a spot!"

"Of course, if the ring defender loses, the new victor also needs to win five matches in a row to earn a spot. The duel ends when all spots are distributed!"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe spoke, sweeping his gaze around at everyone.

"What if no one dares to challenge me?"

A hoarse voice rose from below at this moment.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the source of the voice; it was an elderly man wearing a black robe, his gaze sinister, with nails several inches long, dark in hue,

appearing extremely creepy.

"It’s Old Demon Chi Youu; he’s a Peak Core Formation Cultivator!"

"I didn’t expect even him to come here!"

"Who is this person?" There were also those who didn’t recognize him!

"You don’t even know him? Old Demon Chi Youu is a well-known Demonic Loose Cultivator who has killed several cultivators of the same level!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun was surprised and inwardly vigilant. If he encountered this person after entering, he would need to be extra cautious.

"Silence!"

Upon hearing the commotion below, the middle-aged man coldly snorted, then added,

"If this really happens, as long as you can continue to defend until the end of the day, the spot naturally belongs to you!"

"What if the opponent is too weak and accidentally gets killed?" The elderly man said, with a sinister smirk.

"In the duel, stop at the point of contact; do not harm the opponent’s life. Otherwise, it will be disrespectful to our Three Great Influences!"

The middle-aged man heard this and frowned as he spoke,

After all, he suggested the duel. If too many cultivators died here, it would be hard for him to explain,

"Alright, consider yourselves lucky today; I will give Daoist Anx this face!" The sinister elder smiled.

"Hm!" The middle-aged man nodded,

"I see everyone is somewhat impatient; let’s begin now!"

Speaking, the middle-aged man in a brocade robe made a gesture with his hands, his figure flickered, and he appeared in the air, then flew outside the market,

The crowd followed suit.

Within a few breaths, everyone arrived outside the market.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe hovered high above, speaking,

"I wonder which forty Daoists are willing to be the first to defend the ring; you may step forward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, over thirty cultivators stepped forward, with Zhou Xun and Su Qi surprisingly among them.

As for the rest, they were still observing.

Most Loose Cultivators are usually quite cautious.

However, with fewer than forty people, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe was somewhat dissatisfied, frowned, and said,

"How come there aren’t even forty people? I’ll ask once more; if there still aren’t forty, then we’ll remove the missing spots!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six more cultivators flew out, just enough to fill the forty spots.

"Good,"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man finally nodded in satisfaction,

"Next, you’ll begin the duel within a boundary of five thousand zhang,"

It turns out the sky is used as the arena!

However, it is understandable since these people are Core Formation Stage cultivators; a normal arena would limit their performances!

"I announce, the duel officially begins!"

Immediately, everyone flew in all directions, each person every five thousand zhang, distributed around the market, with a Core Formation cultivator from one of the Three Great Influences acting as a judge before each arena.

Zhou Xun hovered in the air, his Middle-Stage Core Formation mana exposed.

As soon as Zhou Xun stopped, an elderly man with white hair and a white Dao robe flew opposite him.

He was Zhou Xun’s first challenger, possessing Middle-Stage Core Formation Cultivation.

"I am Fanx Peng, I apologize in advance; the fight for spots is about one’s cultivation path, hopefully you’ll pardon any offense!"

"You’re too kind, Daoist!" Zhou Xun lightly responded but kept his eyes firmly fixed on the old man across from him, showing no sign of relaxation.

Sure enough, just as the old man’s voice fell, a Tier Three Low-Grade Instant Golden Blade Talisman was instantly activated and thrown out,

transforming into a golden light, heading towards Zhou Xun with astonishing speed.

"Just as expected!"

Zhou Xun anticipated this, mana surged at his fingertips, a flash of blue light,

the sound of thunder resonated, and a bolt of lightning instantly formed in the air, swiftly descending, hitting the golden light, stopping it.

Seeing this, the old man was greatly surprised.

The Instant Golden Blade Talisman was his unique technique, learned from an ancient book,

spent decades learning to activate a Golden Blade Talisman instantly,

prior to this, several cultivators of the same level suffered defeat under this move, unexpectedly the opponent appeared young but was flawless in his actions,

more troubling was, his opponent’s move was clearly the Thunder Strike Skill,

meaning he was facing a Thunder Cultivator,

recognizing it as powerful and acknowledged, on par with Sword Cultivators in terms of combat prowess!

Thinking of this, the old man tapped his Storage Bag, a burst of gold light surged out, turning into a golden Round Bowl, suspended above him, emitting a golden light shield, protecting him inside!

Then he slightly opened his mouth, spitting out a small golden sword, suspended in front, beginning activation.

After executing the Thunder Strike Skill, Zhou Xun had no intention of further entanglement; he tapped his waist,

The Profound Thunder Sword instantly appeared before Zhou Xun, arcs of lightning leaping around the blade, its power extraordinary.

Zhou Xun performed spell gestures with both hands, a blue Spirit Light cast on the Profound Thunder Sword, causing its radiance to swell,

then looked at the old man across,

changing the spell gesture, lightly pointed at him,

"Go!"

The Profound Thunder Sword turned into a shadow, rushing toward the old man, accompanied by a roar of thunder as if descending from Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.

As Zhou Xun summoned the Thunder Sword, the old man sensed the intimidating aura emanating from the flying sword, shocking him deeply,

hurriedly accelerating his spell casting, finally managing to activate his small golden sword before Zhou Xun’s Thunder Sword reached him!

Then, controlling the small sword, aimed it to block the way,

"Ding!"

Just as the small golden sword flew out, it collided with Zhou Xun’s Profound Thunder Sword,

The old man’s small golden sword had barely reached Middle-Grade; it was no match for Zhou Xun’s,

unsurprisingly, the small golden sword was completely outmatched, instantly repelled, losing its Spirit Light!

The Profound Thunder Sword continued with unabated power toward!

The old man saw this, shocked and dismayed!

However, before he could finish feeling astonished, the Thunder Sword collided with his Golden Alms Bowl, and a more shocking revelation unfolded,

Zhou Xun’s Profound Thunder Sword directly smashed through the golden light shield of the Golden Alms Bowl, finally flashing past the old man’s left arm!

Splurt!

The old man’s left arm was instantly severed, falling from the air!

As the Thunder Sword passed through, it swiftly returned, slicing across the old man’s waist,

snapping his belt, then retreating with the fist-sized Storage Bag, hovering in front of Zhou Xun.

All this happened within just a few breaths.

The old man was appalled, cold sweat dripped, his complexion turned pale, staring at Zhou Xun with horror.