The Prince of the World Chapter 53: The In-door Contes

"Shixiong Yan, do you notice any difference of me today?" Yao Ling turned around in front of him and asked proudly.

Pretending not seeing her in-door uniform, Yan Li answered, "Taller?"

Yao Ling stamped her feet with a little anger, "No. Shixiong Yan. Look at me carefully."

"Ah, I see. You are prettier." Yan Li continued to play dumb.

Yao Ling couldn't help rolling her eyes. But she felt happy at heart because of Yan Li's praise. She said with coquetry, "Shixiong Yan, why are you so stupid? Can't you see that we are all in-door disciples?"

"Haha!"

Yan Li couldn't help but burst out laughing. Xue Zhan and others beside her also laughed.

"I know, Shixiong Yan, you are making fun of me." Yao Ling realized that she had been fooled and pouted her lips.

The pills Yan Li gave them last time helped them five break into the Ningyuan realm with a perfect performance in Qi practice. After they aced the promotion test, they became in-door disciples.

"Shixiong Yan, the in-door contest will be held tomorrow. Let's sign up quickly!"

Yan Li nodded.

So, they went to the registration center.

The contest was open for all in-door disciples. As early as three days ago, they started to sign up. So, there were not many people today.

After registering their name, each received a wooden card. As they were about to leave, someone behind called Yan Li.

Looking back, Yan Li saw Lin Jingyun, who stood a few steps away, was looking at him, undisciplined.

Yan Li wore a slight smile, "Jingyun."

Being greeted friendly, Lin Jingyun was a little surprised. But then his face turned cold, "Yan Li, I will be in the top ten in the in-door contest. I hope you won't fall behind."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"So long!"

Looking at Lin Jingyun who left in a hurry, Yan Li could not help shaking his head. He knew that Lin Jingyun, a cool guy, regarded him as his opponent.

"Well, let me see if the God weapon, Jingyun Sword, can surpass its power in the previous life."

"Shixiong Yan, Lin Jingyun is too arrogant. You must teach him a good lesson!" Situ Xue frowned.

Silent, Yan Li just smiled and walked away.

One day passed in a flash!

Tens of thousands of in-door and out-door disciples arrived at the square before the contest began. There were 24 rings in the arena.

The 24 rings were divided into four areas: Tian, Di, Xuan and Huang.

Six rings in each area.

Behind the stage there was a high platform, on which a red sandalwood chair was placed for the palace leader.

Behind the red sandalwood chair, there were dozens of chairs for other Seniors.

As the competition was about to begin, an old man in purple robe stood on one of the stages. Suddenly, the arena became quiet.

"I am Yuan Changfeng, the Enforcing Senior of the Dahuang Palace. now I will announce the rules for the competition. The competition will be held in three days. Since there were four competition areas, players should come to the area written on your card to prepare. On the first day, forty players from each area will compete the next day. They rest are out. On the second day, 10 out of the 160 winners in the previous day will be selected. On the third day, top three will stand out at the final competition. In the contest, if one side concedes defeat or leaves the stage, the other side wins. Now, I declare the competition begins. "

As soon as the sentence was finished, Yuan Changfeng fell on the high platform behind the stage. No one noticed when the Seniors had been on the platform which was empty before.

A middle-aged man in white robe was sitting on the red sandalwood chair. Yan Li knew that he was the incumbent leader.

The middle-aged man, who sat a little behind him, was the second hand of the Dahuang Palace, and the Seniors was sitting behind him.

Yuan Changkong left. Twelve deacons in each area presided over the contest.

Yan Li took out the wooden card and found himself competing in the Huang area. His contest number was 890, while others including Xuan Zhan between 891 and 895.

A deacon of the Huang said in a high voice, "The competition in the Huang area starts now. Please go to the stages!"

"No.2 against No.899, please go to the stage!"

"No.3 against No.898, please go to the stage!"

...

There were six stages in each area, allowing 12 people to compete at the same time.

Soon, the twelve people who had been called began to fight. Situ Xue, No. 895, and Lin Jingyun, No. 898, participated in the first round.

Lin Jingyun's fought in a clear and neat fashion. He defeated his opponent in only three moves.

The winning disciples must register with the deacon under the stage.

But Situ Xue seemed to be less lucky for she had to fight with a Shenyuan master after she got promoted to be in-door disciple not so long before. She defensed several moves and gave up.

The next group of competitors went up the stage as soon as the last group left. So, the contest was going very fast.

Xue Zhan, Lin Wen, Lin Wu and Yao Ling started their fights earlier than Yan Li. They gave a full explanation of the second bananas since all of them four lost the game.

"No. 10 against No. 890, please go to the stage!"

It was Yan Li's turn. He flew to the stage swiftly. Meanwhile, a white shadow flashed by—his opponent was there.

"Shidi Yan!" His opponent greeted Yan politely.

"Nice to meet you, Shixiong!"

Yan Li smiled and bowed, but to his surprise, his opponent, a Shenyuan master, suddenly pulled out the sword before he finished his greeting. Yan Li was attacked by a move named Blowing Wind.

"Despicable!"

"Villain!"

Yao Ling and Situ Xue under the stage couldn't help shouting and scolding.

Yan Li stepped back a few steps and immediately took out the sword, wielding it as fierce as thunder.

"Whack!"

When the two swords collided, the body of his opponent suddenly shook. The sword almost dropped down from his hand. Just at the moment, Yan Li kicked him out of the stage.

The deacon declared Yan Li's victory.

"Shixiong Yan, well done by kicking him out!" Just after he left the stage, people including Xue Zhan couldn't help praising him.

Yan Li smiled quietly, then registered with the deacon and waited for the next round to come.

There were about 900 people in each area, so it would take at least four to five hours till the end of the first round.

In the crowd, a pair of sinister eyes was sweeping Yan Li. He sneered at heart and thinking, "Li Li, I want you to lose in the first day of the contest!"

As time went by, more and more people were out.

The second round in the Huang area finally began, nearly five hours later.

"No. 15 vs. No. 890!"

Yan Li went to the stage once again. After the first round, those who were qualified to compete were masters of Shenyuan and Poyuan.

This time, Yan Li's opponent was a Poyuan master.

Chapter end