Asura Mad Emperor

"Hehehe, Elder Qinchuan, the competition between all the disciples is over, and everyone's opportunities to challenge have been used up. The outcome seems to be decided," said Ye He with a smug smile on his face, looking as if he held the winning ticket.

The many elders of the Burning Heaven Sect had already turned red with shame, unable to bear the humiliation. Their sect was on par with the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Tianyuan Nation, just second to the Imperial Family. They had not expected to suffer such a crushing defeat today.

It was a complete loss of face.

Qinchuan glanced at Ye He and said indifferently,

"Oh? Is it truly the case that everyone has used up all their opportunities to challenge?"

Ye He was startled at first, not expecting Qinchuan to be so nonchalant at this point, then he let out a chuckle.

"Hehehe, this old man has seen it clear as day. Out of the one hundred and nine contenders, one hundred and eight have exhausted their challenges. Now only one person has yet to begin his challenges. Could it be that Elder Qinchuan is counting on this little lad from the Meridian Opening Realm to turn the tables?" said Ye He, referring not to Qinchuan but to Huang Tian, who was at the bottom of the leaderboard with a pitiful amount of points.

Huang Tian's soul had been damaged, leaving him in a dazed and confused state. Thus, he had not actively challenged anyone from the start. Out of the hundred and nine contenders, he was the only one left who had not completed his challenges.

Though Huang Tian had not initiated any challenges, he had been forced into ten matches.

Being at the bottom of the list, Huang Tian was initially not taken seriously by anyone. However, when others began to challenge him, he took them by surprise and won the first four matches with his sharp Descending Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist, instantly increasing his points from ten to one hundred and twenty.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the eight major sects took notice of this lad from the Meridian Opening Realm, who had been at the bottom yet managed to win consecutively.

However, they soon realized that although this lad's techniques were fierce, he only knew a few moves.

Once they grasped the patterns of his fist technique, defeating him would be exceedingly simple.

After figuring out his routine, the disciples of the eight major sects challenged Huang Tian again, and, as expected, Huang Tian lost six consecutive matches without any suspense once his pattern was known, leaving him with a pitiful single point.

"Perhaps Elder Qinchuan did not see clearly earlier, but I saw it quite distinctly. This lad lost six matches in a row. If it weren't for the fact that he ran out of points, I'm afraid even more people would have challenged him, and he would have lost even more."

"Even if he were to initiate challenges against others, how much chance of winning would he have? Relying on this lad is unlikely to work. Could it be that Elder Qinchuan wishes to enter the fray himself?"

At this point, Ye He changed the tone of his speech, "If Elder Qinchuan is interested, he might as well join the competition among the disciples. After all, Elder Qinchuan is also just at the Meridian Opening Realm."

Having said that, he turned his head to glance at the many elders of the eight great sects behind him and asked with a smile, "Don't you agree?"@@novelbin@@

"Hahaha, Elder Ye's words are very true. If Elder Qinchuan is confident in defeating Young Master Ning, he is certainly welcome to try. We have no objections," said the elders of the eight great sects with a laugh, their demeanor that of victors looking down from above. Although they were unsure why Qinchuan had risen to the position of a supreme elder within the Burning Heaven Sect, they were convinced it was not due to his strength.

Fury sparked in Qinchuan's eyes, and he let out a cold laugh, "Hmph, you waste from the nine great sects are not worthy of my intervention."

"To defeat you all, Huang Tian is more than enough!"

Upon saying this, Qinchuan turned to Chi Shan standing behind him and then to Chi Shui, "Go find that Huang Tian for me. I will teach him a few moves to sweep these nine great sects' disciples off the stage."

As Qinchuan's words fell, the elders of the Burning Heaven Sect and the nine great sects were all taken aback.

The elders from the nine great sects laughed out one after another, their words dripping with sarcasm.

"Hahaha, am I hearing things wrong? Did Elder Qinchuan just say he's going to teach a kid from the Meridian Opening Realm a few moves to defeat the disciples of our Sects?"

"Young man, confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is arrogance."

"Just a clown craving attention. Let's see how he ends up later, hehehe."

However, upon hearing Qinchuan's words, the elders from the Burning Heaven Sect felt as if they had grasped a lifeline, and hope unexpectedly rose in their hearts. This youngster Qinchuan always seemed to have something uncanny about him; he had tamed the Red Luan, persuaded the old ancestor to ascend to the position of elder, and opened the forbidden grounds of the Refining Spirit Valley. These miracles surfaced in everyone's minds, and that straw suddenly turned into a sturdy rope.

"Maybe this kid really does have a way," they thought deep down.

Chi Shui was also somewhat puzzled at that moment.

He knew of Qinchuan's identity and had no doubts about his abilities, but to expect a kid who had just suffered six consecutive defeats in the Meridian Opening Realm to overcome the disciples of the Nine Great Sects was surely a fool's dream, especially since Ning Pan still had a Great Emperor-level Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact in hand.

Despite his confusion, he still leaped up and flew down to the Martial Arts Platform, bringing back Huang Tian who stood there dazed.

Only then did everyone take a good look at Huang Tian. They saw his hair was in a wild disarray, a tangled mess like a beast's den, his face smeared with clumps of mud that rendered his already murky appearance even more indiscernible. His clothes were tattered and not a single piece remained intact, and a strong stench emanated from him.

His eyes were dull, completely out of it, and when he saw the likes of Chi Shan and others, he didn't even offer a greeting, just standing there in a daze, obviously looking like a simple-minded beggar from the Mortal World.

The elders of the Nine Great Sects burst into laughter once more upon seeing his state.

"Hahaha, this one's clearly an idiot. How could such a fool challenge the elite of our Nine Great Sects?"

The elders of the Burning Heaven Sect shook their heads, and the slight hope that had arisen was instantly shattered.

This kid was obviously suffering from soul damage. In combat, he'd only react subconsciously, limited to a few fixed sets of moves. How could he possibly defeat an enemy?

This was also why Huang Tian had been defeated in the competition after his opponents figured out his patterns; he couldn't adapt or change his tactics.

Qinchuan, ignoring everyone's mockery, stepped forward, placed two fingers on Huang Tian's forehead, and passed over the Great Emperor's Divine Soul.

Huang Tian first let out a muffled groan, then his body shook, and he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged from his body, and the mighty Power of the Divine Soul meandered around him.

This Aura of the Divine Soul became stronger as it circulated around his body, from a mere stream at first, gradually growing into a converging river, until it turned into a vast ocean.

Meanwhile, as the Aura of the Divine Soul continued to grow stronger, Huang Tian seemed to be suffering greatly. His expression fluctuated wildly and his face grew contorted, clearly undergoing extreme pain. Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire

"What is he doing?"

"Why is this Aura of the Divine Soul around him getting so strong?"

At the same time, an elder in black robes from the Heavenly Sword Sect stared at Qinchuan with shock and doubt, his eyes swirling with stars, as if he was trying to see right through Qinchuan.

Feeling the gaze of the man in the black robe, Qinchuan glanced at him and said indifferently, "Does it seem familiar? Does it remind you of the Hundred Refinements Divine Art?"

Everyone couldn't understand why Qinchuan suddenly said this out of the blue and were perplexed by its meaning.

But upon hearing these words, the pupils of the black-robed elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect shrank, and a tidal wave of shock surged through his heart.

"How could he know—"