Everlasting Divine Emperor

Yesterday's two rounds of martial arts competition had eliminated most of the disciples. Thus, the pace of progress in the second day's competition was much faster. In the afternoon, the third round of the competition had ended. At this point, there were only two hundred or so disciples that had participated in the competition, including Ye Daoxuan, Ye Wushang, and Ye Qingtan.

This time, Ye Wushang's opponent was a disciple of the third step. Although he won the battle bitterly, he was still injured by his opponent. After stepping down from the stage, he immediately took a spirit pill to recuperate, preparing to deal with the next round's more intense competition. Ye Qingtan's opponent this time was a rank 2 disciple, and he easily advanced without any suspense. Ye Daoxuan had also continued yesterday's good fortune. His opponent was also a rank two disciple, yet he still obtained victory in a single strike.

As long as he did not put his opponent to death, he would not be punished. Therefore, when Ye Wusheng was injured, he could only blame his own bad luck, but almost everyone could see that Roger's final kick was clearly meant to humiliate Ye Wusheng. He wanted to embarrass him in front of everyone and embarrass him.

Ye Qingtan shook her head and said, "They are all unpleasant to listen to!"

Ye Wusheng scratched his head. Suddenly, his expression darkened and he said dejectedly, "Those three bastards of the Luo Family, each of them is stronger than the other. With them here, the three of us are destined to not be able to lift our heads! "After getting injured this time, I can only blame my bad luck!"

Ye Daoxuan patted Ye Wushang's shoulder and said, "Brother Ye Wushang, don't worry. If Roger meets me, I will vent your anger!"

He had full confidence that if he were to fight against Roger, he would only need to use the low-level secret technique he learned last night, the Raging Waves Fist, and he would be able to send Roger flying with a single punch.

If he did not control it well, he would be able to kill Roger with one punch, which would be in violation of the rules of the competition and would likely result in a severe punishment. Therefore, unless there was no other choice, Ye Daoxuan would not use the Meteorite Fist.

After Ye Wushang was eliminated, the chances of him fighting for the top ten dropped to Ye Qingtan and Ye Daoxuan. However, in Ye Wushang's eyes, Ye Daoxuan had only just advanced to the third stage, so his chances of entering the top ten were slim. If Ye Qingtan was able to reach the top ten, she might still be able to squeeze into the top ten.

Before the battle for the top twenty spots began, Ye Daoxuan and Ye Qingtan each selected their opponents, and then gathered together and asked each other who their opponents were.

"My opponent is Rongcheng." Ye Qingtan made a bitter face and sighed: "I heard that Rongcheng is currently the fastest among the outer sect disciples and has the ability to enter the top three. If I wanted to defeat him, it would be almost impossible!"

"Ai, looks like all three of us will have to stop at the top ten! The heavens are not helping my Ye Family's children! " Ye Wusheng slapped his forehead, his expression dejected.

Ye Qingtan replied, "Not necessarily. There is also Ye Daoxuan!"

"Ye Daoxuan, who is your opponent?" Ye Wushang turned his head to look at Ye Daoxuan.

With regards to Ye Daoxuan, Ye Wushang did not hold much hope that he would win. He thought that if Ye Daoxuan was lucky enough, he might be able to draw a third ranked opponent who was very weak, perhaps he might be able to fight his way into the top twenty. However, during the competition, the opponents he would encounter would be much stronger.

"My opponent..." Ye Daoxuan smiled lightly, and said, "Looks like our three Ye siblings are naturally enemies with that Luo Clan's three heroes. My opponent for this round is Luo Hao!"

"Ah?" "Luo Hao?"

"Really?" Is there a mistake? "

Hearing Ye Daoxuan's words, Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan were both stunned as their faces turned pale.

Among the three heroes of the Luo Family, Luo Hao was weaker than Luo Zhen, but slightly stronger than Roger. On the other hand, Ye Wusheng had lost to Roger not long ago, so in the eyes of Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan, Luo Hao, who was stronger than Roger, would undoubtedly lose.

"I suspect that Luo Hao and Roger, the two brothers, have been ordered by Luo Zhen to attack us. Ye Daoxuan, you have to be careful when you fight him! " Ye Qingtan said with a worried expression.

"Since I can't beat him, I think you should just give up. Otherwise, like me, you will be beaten up miserably!" Ye Wusheng said.

Ye Daoxuan smiled, and said, "The two of you are trying to make others proud, to extinguish your own prestige! Do you have so little confidence in me? Maybe I can beat Luo Hao? Haven't you heard that some outer sect disciples have already given me a nickname called 'Ye Fist' in private? "

In the previous few rounds of the competition, Ye Daoxuan defeated his opponents with a single punch, and thus became a "dark horse" that attracted attention. The reputation of "Ye Fist" also spread, and Ye Wushang and Ye Qingtan naturally heard of it, but like many others, they believed that Ye Daoxuan was just lucky and had not met a real opponent.

The competition for the top twenty places was extremely intense, and all the people that went up on stage were Third Order disciples. Almost every pair of outer disciples had to fight for more than one hundred breaths of time before victory or defeat could be decided.

When it was Ye Qingtan's turn to go onstage, just as she had expected, she was facing the recent Rongcheng and was suppressed from the very start. In just ten moves, she was defeated by Rongcheng's ferocious Rumbling Heaven Fist.

Ye Wusheng and Ye Qingtan had been eliminated one after another. Their hopes of entering the top ten had fallen onto Ye Daoxuan alone.

Ye Daoxuan didn't seem to feel any pressure as he earnestly watched every battle on the martial stage. He repeatedly deduced the secret techniques they were using and learned from them to strengthen themselves.

"Ye Daoxuan! Luo Hao! "Let's go up and fight!"

Elder Wu's voice sounded in the ears of every disciple. As soon as he finished his words, a green shadow stood up from the crowd below the stage and rushed to the battling platform like a breeze. Who else could it be but Luo Hao?

Luo Hao was a handsome, elegant, and outstanding man. Plus, he had quite a lot of strength. Among the outer sect disciples, he had quite a lot of fans. Luo Hao also felt quite good about himself. Standing on the stage, he waved his arm towards those disciples who were cheering and screaming, as if victory was already in his grasp.

"Ye Daoxuan, it's your turn!" Ye Wusheng patted hard on Ye Daoxuan's shoulder, and said, "It's up to you! Even if I have to lose, I will lose with such force! "

Ye Daoxuan rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you just say something nice to encourage me?"

Ye Wushang said, "Good, I wish you success and success! "He sent Luo Hao, that son of a b * tch, flying with a punch!"

"That's more like it!" Ye Daoxuan chuckled and stood up. He didn't show off his martial art like Luo Hao did, instead, he straightened his chest, walked up the battling platform step by step and stood in front of Luo Hao.

"Let's begin!" After Elder Wu announced the start of the fight, he swiftly moved away, leaving the field to Ye Daoxuan and Luo Hao.

Ye Daoxuan and Luo Hao, one was a senior level 3 disciple and the other one was a new level 3 disciple. The surrounding disciples of the Supreme Sect were all predicting the result, but the majority of them were more inclined to believe that Luo Hao would win. After all, Luo Hao had the power to enter the top three, and his reputation was there, while Ye Daoxuan's result was just the result of a few previous victories.

"Everyone, how about we also predict the outcome of the battle between these two young disciples?" On the high platform at the north side of the martial stage, Gu Xinghua said with a smile.