The Sect Leader's Bizarre Recruitment Chapter 353: The Battle Begins! (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 353: The Battle Begins! (Part 1)

Chapter 353: The Battle Begins! (Part 1)

"Damn, I believe in your evil!"

The man looked at Tang Wu with a particularly displeased and irritated expression, completely flabbergasted.

He then cursed and left in a huff.

Tang Wu watched him coldly, once again carefully examining the list. After confirming for the second time that his name was not on it, he became even more furious.

Damn it, he didn’t see his own name, but instead, the names of those 'old acquaintances' were all there.

It was simply unreasonable!

"Hmph!"

"Long Ao Jiao?"

Seeing Long Ao Jiao’s name at the top of the list, Tang Wu immediately recalled the fear he once experienced under the control of Long Ao Tian: "What do you call yourself, Long Ao something?"

"Just because your name is only one character different from Long Ao Tian’s, you are doomed to die."

"And Xiao Ling Er, a direct disciple of the Moon Embrace Sect, is also listed? Although she’s relatively lower down, still... hmpf!"

Even the Divine King himself wasn’t listed; what right do they have?

"New and old grudges will be settled together. Xiaoshan, rest assured, I will avenge you!"

However, Tang Wu seemed to have completely forgotten why Xiaoshan had died.

"And the young hero of the Shi Clan?"

"Shi Qi is already dead, and these so-called sequences also deserve to be listed? Since that’s the case... I will kill all of you if I get the chance!"

"Shi Qi... Ha!"

Having been brutally abused by Shi Qi, Tang Wu naturally wouldn’t remain indifferent or forget it.

"And those bald monks from the Western Region?"

Seeing the dharma names of those bald monks, Tang Wu couldn’t help but think about the many times he narrowly escaped death while being pursued in the Western Region.

Could such enmity and grudges be forgotten?

They must be repaid tenfold!

Otherwise, he might develop a heart demon.

"I hear that for this Young Heroes' battle, one can sign a Death Pact in advance to engage in a mortal duel, as long as both parties agree. If that’s the case... hehehe!"

Tang Wu didn’t believe these young heroes would act like cowardly turtles. With a bit of provocation, they would surely submit immediately.

And with his current strength...

"They all must die!"

"..."

"..."

"There are quite a few young heroes."

At the Long Family, Long Wu looked at the list, shaking his head: "Is this really reliable? Why does it feel so fake? No, it feels exceptionally fake."

"Think about it, the Holy Lands are lofty and those guys are one more arrogant than the other. Who doesn’t have their nose in the air, even wishing their ass was on their forehead?"

"Would those arrogant guys come in such numbers to attend the Young Heroes' Grand Tournament?"

"Is this meeting really that prestigious?"

"What do you think?"

Long Yi was speechless: "If you don’t talk, no one will think you’re mute. This list was bought from the Heavenly Oracle Tower by the clan. The Heavenly Oracle Tower, where could it be fake? That would be like deliberately ruining its own reputation."

"Right," Long Yi agreed.

Long San chimed in, "Little Wu, could you stop your incessant chatter? It’s giving us a headache."

"What incessant chatter?"

Long Wu was unhappy, glaring with his eyes: "How am I incessantly chattering?"

"Who doesn’t know I’m the most taciturn, speaking less than anyone else?"

Everyone fell silent.

Ah, right, right, you are the most taciturn, and the ones who talk too much are us.

"But, Long Ao Jiao is also here."

At that moment, they couldn’t help but recall the fear they once felt under Long Ao Jiao’s control.

Long Yi couldn’t help but comment, "That woman is truly a freak."

"I wonder if those Holy Sons and Holy Daughters can surpass her?"

"However, this time she will surely face off against some Holy Son or Holy Daughter. I’ll just wait and watch."

"..."

"..."

Information was flying everywhere.

As for where the information came from, it depended on their individual choices.

Many young heroes, upon seeing the information, either showed disdain or excitement...

In such a tense and thrilling atmosphere, with the attention of countless people across the Immortal Martial Continent, the Young Heroes' Grand Tournament finally began.

At the Moon Embrace Palace, Lin Fan stretched lazily and tossed a small snack into his mouth while watching the leaders in the 'Octuple Mirror Technique' who were droning on and on.

"Interesting."

"So, no matter the world or background, leaders always have so much to say?"

He picked his nose, flicking out a booger, and Lin Fan couldn’t help but comment listlessly.

"..."

"I hope all the young heroes can display their own brilliance."

"Strive with all your might, compete fairly, and showcase the spirit of our generation of young heroes."

"..."

Finally, the pointless chatter came to an end.

The City Lord of Three Saints City then changed his tone and said cheerfully, "Next, let Elder Xian from the Infinite Palace introduce the rules of the Young Heroes' Grand Tournament to everyone."

"Greetings, fellow Daoists."

Elder Xian from the Infinite Palace stepped onto the stage and cheerfully greeted everyone with clasped fists.

The venue was incredibly vast.

It was a 'miniature world'!

Within this miniature world, there were a hundred layers inside and a hundred layers outside, and even more layers above and below. Therefore, even with a large number of people, there was no need to worry about space.

As for the issue of human vision not reaching that far...

Indeed, this was a problem, but there wasn’t a single ordinary person here; everyone had cultivation, and those below the Fifth Level almost didn’t have the qualification to enter. Thus, this wasn’t an issue at all.

As for how loud one needed to speak for everyone to hear...

For an elder of a Holy Land, this wasn’t a problem at all.

A simple 'Wind Speech Technique' could make his voice follow the gentle breeze and spread to every corner of the miniature world.

Therefore, everyone could hear him clearly.

"This time, a total of 127,365 young heroes have participated."

"Each one has been rigorously reviewed and selected by the organizers to ensure they possess the qualities of a young hero or are exceptionally outstanding in a specific field, demonstrating the might of a young hero, thus qualifying for registration."

"Therefore..."

"This is truly a Prodigy Grand Tournament. We should all be extremely excited about it."

Roar~!

From the crowd, a thundering cry of "Heaven Collapsing Sea Tsunami" echoed far and wide.

At the same time, they all felt their scalps tingling, finding it hard to believe.

"Hiss!!!"

"Twelve thousand, almost thirteen thousand Prodigies. Is this for real? Where did so many Prodigies come from? If it were those so-called Prodigies who talk nonsense, it's fine, but these are Prodigies that have passed the organizers' strict screening..."

"When did Prodigies become as common as cabbages?"

"This is indeed hard to believe."

"The Golden Era... is it truly this astonishing?"

"This isn't just astonishing, it's clearly defying the heavens!"

"I can't wait. With so many genuine Prodigies gathered, it will be a spectacular sight if they really fight it out."

"..."

The intense reactions made it hard to discern what each person was saying, but the scene was enough to make Elder Xian nod in satisfaction, and he chuckled lightly, "It seems I was right."

"Then..."

"Next, we will announce the rules for this Prodigy Grand Tournament."

"First!"

"Since they are all Prodigies, we fully respect everyone. Therefore, we will give everyone a fair chance to showcase themselves."

"So, even with a large number of participants, we won't initiate a free-for-all mode. Each round will be a one-on-one arena battle, ensuring that all Prodigies can fully display their abilities and techniques."

"Second, since there are too many Prodigies, and many of them are considered 'seed contenders' or 'dark horses' in everyone's hearts, to prevent these seed contenders from facing off too early and missing out on their rightful rankings, we will separate these seed contenders before the finals."

"For instance, the Holy Sons and Saintesses of the various Holy Lands are undoubtedly favorites for the championship and high rankings. Therefore, before the finals of this Prodigy Grand Tournament, we will divide them into twelve groups."

"The twelve Holy Sons and Saintesses will each be in different groups, avoiding any early confrontations."

"Although the Forgetfulness Dao has not sent anyone to participate, it is still one of the Twelve Holy Lands. Therefore, we will divide them into twelve groups as well. I believe all fellow cultivators can understand this, right?"

Boom! With these words, the audience became even more excited.

"Brilliant!"

"Doesn't this mean we will definitely see these true Peerless Monsters clash in the final battle?"

"I can't wait!"

"However, isn't this a bit unfair to the others? Almost every group has such a Prodigy, except for one group. Isn't that group obviously having better luck?"

"The Prodigy in that group indeed has incredible luck."

"Indeed, they've eliminated the strongest opponent from the start."

"Yes, for those Prodigies in the middle and upper tiers, the chances of getting a good ranking are significantly higher."

Everyone's 'perspective' is different, so the situation they see is naturally different.

For ordinary spectators, whether it's a Prodigy, an Extraordinary Prodigy, a Peerless Prodigy, or those incomprehensible Monsters, they are all simply 'Prodigies'.

There's no difference.

They don't understand the actual gap between these so-called Prodigies.

But...

They are well aware of the greatness of the Holy Lands.

Even without witnessing the Holy Lands in action, subconsciously, they believe that the Holy Lands are absolutely incredible, no questions asked.

Avoiding the Holy Sons and Saintesses... isn't that the epitome of good luck?

As for the other eleven groups, no matter how lucky they are, they can only hope for a top twelve ranking at best. It doesn't count as anything special.

What kind of battle is this? This is the Prodigy Grand Tournament where Prodigies from the entire Immortal Martial Continent gather. Are they joking?

There are only twelve Holy Lands. Even if they rank twelfth, or even one hundred and twentieth, they can brag about it for a lifetime! Their descendants, thousands or tens of thousands of years later, can proudly mention that their ancestor was ranked one hundred and twentieth on the Prodigy Ranking.

And they are highly likely to intimidate their opponents.

Or rather, intimidate most of the powers in the Immortal Martial Continent! That's how awesome it is.

Therefore...

"Who will be the lucky one?"

They couldn't help but show their anticipation, eager to know who the lucky Prodigy would be.

"..."

Elder Xian's rules weren't finished yet.

But he wasn't hasty. After giving everyone time to be shocked and discuss, he smiled and said, "For the 'dark horses' we believe have a chance at a high ranking, we will also separate them."

"At the same time, for Prodigies from the same power, we will try our best to separate them to avoid internal conflicts and ensure they don't miss out on their rankings."

"Therefore, this is indeed a grand event for the Prodigies of the Immortal Martial Continent to showcase their strength and brilliance. It's almost a perfect tournament."

"As long as you can achieve a high ranking, it represents that you are the trendsetter of this Golden Era, or even the Son of Destiny!"

"But whether you can become one of them depends on you."

"..."

As his words fell, there was an uproar from the audience.

"It's understandable to separate the dark horses into different groups, but to separate those from the same power... isn't this making a mountain out of a molehill?"

"I think so too."

"Having one Prodigy disciple is already a blessing, where would so many Prodigies come from? How many powers are there in the entire Immortal Martial Continent? Probably over one hundred and twenty million!"

"Do we still need to worry about internal conflicts?"

"Making a mountain out of a molehill, unnecessary! You don't understand!"

"What do you mean?"

"Hmph, use those brains of yours that have been squeezed by doors and think carefully, you idiots. For ordinary forces, this is indeed an unnecessary move, but what about the Immortal Ancient Clans and the Holy Lands? Is it unnecessary for them too?"

"Yes, for an ordinary force, having a single prodigy is already a blessing, a stroke of heavenly luck. But what about the top-tier forces like the Immortal Ancient Clans and Holy Lands?"

"How many prodigies do they have?"

"Their sequence disciples are all renowned throughout the world, right?"

"If they meet and eliminate each other beforehand, isn't that internal strife? You don't even understand this, you idiots!"

"..."

"Ah?!"

"There's actually such a rule?"

"Hiss!!!"

"..."

Surrounding them, exclamations of surprise filled the air.

Xiao Ling'er and the others exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.

"There's actually such a rule, that's not bad." Wang Teng's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.

"Yes, at least in the early and middle stages, we don't have to worry about meeting each other."

Huoyun'er, Jiang Li, and Jiang Ni, the three of them, were also quite happy.

Although it was unrealistic for them to achieve too high a ranking with their current strength, it was still better than internal strife.

"Is this rule only targeting the Holy Lands, Immortal Ancient Clans, and other top-tier forces?" Ya Ya, with her fair fingers, raised a brow, "It seems like we from the Embracing Moon Sect are being underestimated."

"..."

Xiao Ling'er and the others exchanged glances again, "Haha, you're right."

Then, they winked at each other.

Everything was understood without words.

Indeed, the Embracing Moon Sect was merely a third-rate force.

And according to the master's intentions, it would probably always remain a third-rate force.

But... who said that a third-rate force couldn't defeat a super first-rate one?

As for the Holy Lands...

Cough, cough.

Let's wait and see, and do our best.

"Pfft."

Long Aojiao scoffed and then counted, "Xiao Ling'er, Huoyun'er, Wang Teng, Ya Ya, Qin Yu, Xu Feng Lai, Su Yan, Song Yunxiao, He Qiang, Jiang Li, Jiang Ni, San Ye, Jian Zi, Shi Hao, Xiao Long Nu, and myself."

"A total of sixteen people."

"Even excluding Xiao Long Nu and myself, you from the Embracing Moon Sect still have fourteen people."

"There will definitely be two people in the same group as me, and two more facing off against myself and Xiao Long Nu. What's there to be happy about?"

"I've considered that too." Huoyun'er smiled, "But it's fine, my strength is quite ordinary, so losing is normal."

"And there's me." Jiang Li's voice was gentle, "My strength is just average, and among all of you exceptional geniuses, I'm really not that impressive."

"If I lose, I lose."

"Me too." Jiang Ni raised her hand, "What's this about being a natural-born sword embryo? I think I'm quite weak, sigh."

She glanced at San Ye, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Especially when compared to that freak, San Ye!

Natural-born sword embryo, others might praise it highly, but in reality, it's nothing much. Even a single sword from San Ye could stop her.

Jian Zi scratched his head, "To be strict, I'm just a half-disciple of the Embracing Moon Sect, and my strength..."

"The most important thing is, if I lose, I lose. From a certain perspective, I'm actually looking forward to failing."

"..."

Long Aojiao's lips twitched, "Okay, okay, just four of us, right?"

"The count is correct, let's see if they will group us like this." Song Yunxiao sighed.

I'm just here to support the team...

I don't really like fighting, especially in a battle of prodigies, it's actually quite foolish.

In a way, it's like a tall tree inviting the wind to break it, and it's quite troublesome.

But... since the master has spoken, I'll just go along with it, it's not a big deal.

However, after arriving here and witnessing such a grand scene, even I can't help but feel the boiling blood within. Who isn't a prodigy here?

Su Yan smirked, "Seeing this situation, many Holy Lands have joined. All we can do now is trust in their professionalism, right?"

"Then, let's give it our all and create a stir."

"Let's see the gap between the Embracing Moon Sect and the Holy Lands, just how far it really is."

"Recognizing the gap isn't scary, what's scary is not seeing the gap. If we see the gap, we can strive to catch up, but if we can't see it..."

Long Aojiao chuckled, "You guys might not see the gap."

"But I, Long Aojiao, have no gap!"

"No, I should say, the gap exists between them and me!"

The crowd: "?!?"

Damn, here we go again.

But at this moment, they really hoped that Long Aojiao could pull it off.

Because if Long Aojiao could really do it, wouldn't that mean...

...

"It seems that everyone understands the rules?"

"In that case, let's begin the grouping now."

Hua!

Elder Xian waved his hand, and twelve colorful clouds swiftly converged from all directions, shooting out countless beams of light.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

The beams of light fell one after another, each covering a person.

And each person covered by the light was a prodigy who had registered and passed the screening.

Twelve colors, over twelve thousand beams of light shot straight into the sky, visible to all.

"Look!"

"These are the over twelve thousand prodigies!"

"Oh my, they are indeed extraordinary!"

"Hiss, look at the region where the Dragon Clan is, so many of them!"

"Huh? The number of participants from the Holy Lands isn't that high?"

"That's right, since there are Holy Sons and Saintesses participating, the rest like sequence and direct disciples don't really matter much, do they?

(End of Chapter)

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