Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor-Chapter 503 Each With Their Own Opponent

Xuanyue Imperial City, Baiyue City!

At this moment, more than a month has passed since the commencement of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference, yet the number of cultivators in Baiyue City has not decreased but increased instead, especially around the square in the city center, even the rooftops and big trees are crowded with people.

Indeed, many cultivators familiar with the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference know that the first two rounds are not about the competing talents fighting against each other.

Jokingly, a fight involving nearly a hundred thousand people requires a vast space and would take a long time to complete, thus the final battle is the true peak showdown and the most exciting.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh...

As the crowd was bustling with discussions, a light screen descended from the sky followed by the appearance of ten familiar figures on the northern platform, including Xuan Haoran and other giants from Tenglong Continent.

Seeing these ten people, the crowd had already guessed, and without waiting for them to retract their gaze, outside the central square, numerous young figures emerged.

These figures were naturally the talents participating in the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference, but this time they were teleported out not onto the central square, which made the originally crowded spectator crowd even more packed.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh...

However, everyone knew that these talents teleported to the outer area were those who had been eliminated. When their gaze turned back to the central square, there appeared sixteen figures, both familiar and unfamiliar, unknow when.

"Look, that’s Shen Wannian from Yufeng Empire!"

"Isn’t that Young Master Flying Flower, Ye Shimei, from Flying Flower Empire?"

"It seems that there’s also Nie Qianqiu from Lingtian Empire!"

"Eh? Am I seeing this right? Those few people... seem to be the talents from our Xuanyue Empire!"

"Indeed..."

"..."

When the light beams surrounding these sixteen figures disappeared, their appearances were finally revealed, making it clear to everyone what being directly teleported to the square implied.

After a brief quiet, the area around the square erupted into a loud discussion. Many cultivators, who had traveled thousands of miles from their own empires to watch the battle, were proudly excited when they recognized the talents from their own empires.

However, as the recognitions continued, the appearances of some figures could no longer be concealed. Xuanyue Empire was the host country, and unsurprisingly, the cultivators from Xuanyue Empire were the most numerous in Baiyue City.

One, two, three, four, five!

Five talents from Xuanyue Empire had made it into the final sixteen contenders! What incredible honor and unbelievable occurrence is this?

Perhaps, in the hearts of these Xuanyue Empire cultivators, Xuan Jiuding making it into the final sixteen should be no surprise, given his renowned reputation. Some even compare him with Shen Wannian and Ye Shimei, considering him the most likely contender for this conference’s champion.

Since they are cultivators from Xuanyue Empire, they are well-informed about which few are participating in the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference. Therefore, they are more or less familiar with Yun Xiao and others.

Yet, when they clearly saw the faces of Yun Xiao and his group, their feelings were undoubtedly very complicated, especially Liu Yanyue from Qingshan Sect.

Including his master, Li Feng, everyone associated with Qingshan Sect glared at Yun Xiao through gritted teeth, particularly resentful toward this talent from Jade Pot Sect.

Somewhere outside the square, this is the location of Jade Pot Sect, and at this moment, whether from Medical Pulse or Poison Vein, whether Elder or Inner Sect Disciple, everyone widened their eyes in disbelief at what they saw.

"Yun Xiao, Mo Qing, Ling Wan, they... all three of them made it into the last round?"

Speaking tremblingly was the Sixth Elder Su He, however, his voice contained a thick uncertainty, even suspecting that he might have misseen due to old eyes the few figures in the square.

"Hahaha, this time our Jade Pot Sect really has made a splash, excellent, truly excellent!"

Great Elder Lu Zhan was much more certain than Su He; of the three from Jade Pot Sect who made it into the final round, two were his proud disciples, how could he not be excited?

"Indeed excellent!"

Yu Shu was no doubt more composed, though his tone was calm, anyone could discern a hint of subtle excitement in his words, after all, Yun Xiao was his Direct Disciple.

However, compared to the Elders and Sect Master Yu Shu of the Medical Pulse, the Elders of Poison Vein like Fu Du Mo Li, wore rather unpleasant expressions, their smiles clearly forced.

This time, Jade Pot Sect participated in the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference, the Poison Vein did not secure a single slot, now the limelight was completely stolen by the Medical Pulse, perhaps in time, Poison Vein will never be able to raise its head again.

Especially Fu Du, his gaze icily fixed on the youth in coarse clothing in the square, it’s hard to know what’s truly in his mind.

No matter what, this time the Xuanyue Empire is the biggest winner. Even if they don’t capture the ultimate championship, having five people enter the final battle round is already a historical first since the founding of the Xuanyue Empire.

"I declare the final round of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference officially begins!"

After the noise in the arena had finally subsided, Meng Liyang stood up on the platform, his voice deep with robust Meridian Qi, overpowering the clamor of hundreds of thousands.

As everyone was struck with astonishment, Meng Liyang loudly proclaimed, "The final round will determine opponents by drawing lots until the ultimate champion is decided!"

For these final round rules, everyone has some guesses. With only sixteen people in the field, even if someone fights all the way to the championship, it would only be four fights after all, which everyone could accept.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh...

As soon as Meng Liyang’s voice fell, he swiped his hand along his waist, and immediately numerous streaks of light flew out, the next moment these lights hovered in front of the sixteen geniuses.

These appeared to be small spheres of light, shrouded in dazzling brightness and the contents inside were not clearly visible, immediately making everyone reflective.

"These are completely random number balls, from one to eight, each with two copies. Those who draw the same number are each other’s opponents in this round!"

As Meng Liyang spoke these simple rules, Yun Xiao and others each reached out to grasp a number ball in their hands.

Whoosh!

Just as Yun Xiao touched the number ball, the strong light suddenly disappeared, revealing a large "eight" character within his sight.

"Hey, it seems I really have a fate with this number eight!"

Yun Xiao was clearly reminded of the previous Spiritual Chick Battle List; although he had not managed to return in time for the drawing that time, he learned about the process afterwards. It was because of the remaining number eight that he ended up facing Yin Huan, who he ultimately slapped to death.

As Yun Xiao gazed at the number eight ball in his hand and was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a somewhat icy gaze directed at him and immediately turned his head.

In that glance, Yun Xiao saw a familiar face; it was the Crown Prince Nie Qianqiu of the Lingtian Empire, holding the number eight ball in his hand, looking at him with a cold smirk.

"So the opponent for the first round is this guy!"

Facing Nie Qianqiu’s somewhat provocative gaze, Yun Xiao was not much concerned, instead, a fighting will surged within him. This guy, back in Lingtian Empire, had conspired with Ran Xing to put him to death. If not for some luck, their scheme would have surely succeeded.

Since this is a divine arrangement, Yun Xiao could only accept it ungraciously. On the platform of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference, where life and death are permitted, he wouldn’t harbor the slightest pity.

"Big brother Yun Xiao, I’m up first!"

While Yun Xiao and Nie Qianqiu were facing each other, an excited voice chimed in next to him, clearly identified as Ling Wan.

Turning his head, Yun Xiao saw Ling Wan holding a number one ball, and then he saw Ling Wan’s opponent for this round.

"Is it that androgynous guy?"

Yun Xiao’s gaze fell on a person holding a number one ball, someone who was not too unfamiliar to him; it was Young Master Flying Flower, Ye Shimei.

Ye Shimei himself was a man, but acted entirely in the manner of a woman. From the first sight of him, Yun Xiao did not have a good impression, plus later on, this person together with Shen Wannian wanted to snatch his Mixed Element Grass, and the feud had begun from then.

"You know him?"

Beside him, Liu Hanyi, clearly also disgusted by Ye Shimei’s androgynous demeanor, frowned upon hearing this, not wanting Yun Xiao to have any interaction with such a person.

"There are some grudges!"

Yun Xiao turned his head back and responded, then seriously added, "Although this person’s conduct has problems, his strength should not be underestimated. Ling Wan, you need to be careful!"

Even though Yun Xiao had never truly crossed hands with Ye Shimei before, the latter’s reputation was well-known, being the most potent contender for the championship excluding Shen Wannian.

Moreover, in their fleeting encounter, given Yun Xiao’s capability, he could sense a special aura on Ye Shimei, perhaps this guy also has some formidable, unknown trump cards.

While speaking, Yun Xiao also glanced at the opponents of Liu Hanyi and Mo Qing; those two he did not recognize, nor were they Xuan Jiuding or Shen Wannian, which relieved him a bit.

With this, the opponents for the final round of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference had all been determined. Meng Liyang then loudly declared, "Those who drew number one, please step to the center of the square!"

As Meng Liyang’s words fell, Yun Xiao and the other geniuses who drew numbers two through eight automatically stepped back several dozen yards, then Xuan Haoran, the King of Xuanyue Empire, stepped forward, stomping heavily on a certain spot.

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