I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1341 - 1345: Why Is It Their Students Again?

Chapter 1341: Chapter 1345: Why Is It Their Students Again?
After a month of preparation, the Sun Heaven Cup Martial Arts Exchange Competition officially began. The entire event was supported with technology and equipment by Holy Light Technology Company, the creators of the Stigma Continent virtual network, and inspected by an authoritative organization known for its credibility to ensure near-complete fairness and transparency.
Each battlefield occupies an area no larger than a campus on Earth, and within such an area, 10,000 young martial artists are to be deployed, with only one remaining to advance to the next round.
Countless applicants have resulted in countless arenas, where challenge matches will be held repeatedly over the next three days, eventually leaving ten of the strongest to participate in the final showdown.
Due to the large number of participants, students from Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School rarely appeared in the same battlefield, as it would be a pity to eliminate one of their own.
Each battlefield has a corresponding live stream, but the most attention-grabbing are the battlefields of those martial artists who are hot favorites to win the championship, ranking high in live stream popularity and attracting large audiences.
In a beam of light, the figure of Xu Changfeng, with arms crossed over his chest, slowly appeared. He glanced arrogantly at the martial artists on the same stage and suddenly showed a disdainful look.
"Not a single opponent worth noting, boring."
...
"Look! Xu Changfeng! The most outstanding genius of Linglong Martial Arts School in millennia!"
"Though he’s currently only at the peak of Void Transformation, his strength makes even many lower-level Wheel Mystery Realm martial artists avoid him. Few of his peers can force him to exert his full power."
"It’s unlucky for these people to be in the same group as him in the first round."
"No kidding, even if the remaining 9,999 agreed to attack together, they might not be his match!"
As the system announced the start of the match, the light spheres enveloping everyone instantly vanished, presenting their bodies in a 100% state in this virtual system, allowing them to exhibit their strongest power, though being "killed" would only be data. The simulation of pain, however, was also at 100%.
It seemed everyone noticed Xu Changfeng’s presence and knew he was a favorite for the championship. As the battle royale commenced, most people’s focuses immediately locked onto Xu Changfeng.
"Do you want to outnumber me?" Xu Changfeng sneered, "In the face of absolute strength, no amount of people will make a difference!"
Xu Changfeng extended two fingers, and a faint Sword Qi appeared at his fingertips. This Sword Qi actually contained Sword Intent, which only a Saint could comprehend. Although it was weaker compared to Zhang Menglong’s two students, the Sword Gods, comprehending it at the Void Transformation Realm meant he could definitely replace them once he reached the Saint Realm!
Of course, this refers to the Sword Gods before they received guidance from Zhang Menglong.
With a casual flick, the Sword Qi swept past from his fingertips, and in an instant, nearly a hundred martial artists at the forefront were decapitated. Such terrifying power of the Sword Qi!
Amidst thousands, he remained unfazed, surrounded by Sword Qi that kept anyone from approaching within ten steps of him!
The number of martial artists on this platform dwindled rapidly, 9000, 8000, 7000... Most of these were eliminated by Xu Changfeng.
"Too strong... This isn’t just another level!"
"Yeah, and he hasn’t even drawn his sword. It’s said that when he does, he’s at his strongest. These people don’t even qualify to make him draw his sword!"
"Looks like he’s almost certain to win this time!"
"No, no, Xu Changfeng is indeed strong, but not necessarily the strongest. Check arena number 1736363662, the battle there is also one-sided!"
In the center of arena number 1736363662, a young man with his upper body exposed was facing an onslaught from thousands, but his body was as impervious as diamond, with weapons and attacks of other martial artists rendered futile as if merely scratched by insects.
"That’s Cheng Mo from Sacred Mist Martial Arts School!"
"It’s his body refinement martial art, which aims for Physical Sanctification!"
"Though he has no record of defeating Wheel Mystery Realm martial artists, I heard one such martial artist was once beaten by his iron fists, coughed up blood directly."
"He’s practically a human-shaped Warcraft! No, his body is even stronger than a Warcraft!"
"And then there’s Ye Yixi from Zunling Martial Arts School, another super genius cultivated by their senior elder, who lost only half a move to Xu Changfeng in the Four Colleges Martial Arts Tournament ten years ago. He might possess the strength to fight now!"
...
In one arena after another, individuals capable of single-handedly dominating the entire battlefield emerged, eliminating other martial artists in the same arena with what seemed like a dimension-reducing strike.
Profiles for each participant, including their schools and names, are accessible.
Arena number 8927662...
"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"
"Godspeed Strength!"
A young martial artist swung his fists at incredible speed, transforming into a bolt of lightning, moving freely across the battlefield. Wherever he passed, it was as if a massive truck had run over, leaving martial artists heavily injured and turning into light spots, eliminated.
"What a terrifying fist technique! He threw over 2 million punches in just one second! This must be a high-level Heavenly Grade martial art, right?"
"Not just that, his agility is incredibly frightening. Others can’t even capture his form. I’m at the third level of the Void Transformation Realm, and I can barely track his movements. Is this really an arena below the God-breaking level?"
"He’s probably from one of the Four Colleges, right?"
"Most likely, check out his name, he’s surely a rising star!"
"What!"
"What’s the matter?"
"See for yourself!"
"Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School, Luo Xiaoyang?"
...
In another arena, a little girl held a plush toy and giggled, as the surrounding martial artists didn’t even see her as a competitor, focusing instead on fighting each other.
"Why won’t you all play with me?" the little girl asked with a grievance.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light streaked by, and a wound appeared on the plush toy in the girl’s hand.
The girl’s expression changed instantly, and she flung her toy with force, "Come out, Tibbers!"
In an instant, the entire arena was engulfed by intense heat as the plush toy transformed into a giant monster over ten meters tall, rampaging under the girl’s control.
"Fire is my favorite toy!" she chanted, continually throwing fireballs from her palms, engulfing everything in flames. Whoever touched the fire was immediately consumed, burning to ashes!
"Who is this girl... What’s her background?"
"Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School, Su Yaya."
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"Almighty Push!"
On one stage, a scruffy little boy calmly walked to the center of the platform, and a powerful energy radiated outward from him, forcibly expelling the other 9,999 individuals from the combat area.
"Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School, Bai Xiaobai!"
...
Such scenes continued to occur on other stages.
"It’s the International Culture and Martial Arts School again, why is it always them!"
"Another match ended single-handedly! Why is it always their students!"