Chapter 1043
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Chapter 1043: New Rules!
“The departure of the four independent cultivators from Ma Guangfeng has seriously weakened the Mysterious Sword Gate’s power. Chen Chuan and his companions are relatively weaker than those four. Moreover, the one who left was a disciple recruited by the Mysterious Sword Gate. As a result, the Mysterious Sword Gate is clearly at a disadvantage and will likely be unable to compete with the Green Dark Sect,” Xi Wuqing said casually, raising an eyebrow.
As he spoke, the battle on the stage began.
The Mysterious Sword Gate and the Green Dark Sect had a longstanding grudge. Now, as their young disciples faced each other, the tension immediately intensified.
“Drive all these Mysterious Sword Gate disciples off the stage!”
An arrogant young man from the Green Dark Sect shouted, pointing his long sword at his opponents.
“Jiang Xu, even if my Mysterious Sword Gate is defeated, I’ll make sure you all regret this!”
Yu Wenxuan glared coldly at the young man and spoke with a chilling tone.
As soon as they finished speaking, the battle began.
The other disciples rushed into action, and chaos erupted on the stage in an instant.
Suddenly, bright beams of light shot into the sky, and torrents of energy howled and surged in all directions, filling the air!
The confrontation between the Green Dark Sect and the Mysterious Sword Gate was intense, with both sides fighting fiercely, using every ounce of their strength.
“It’s clear that the Mysterious Sword Gate will lose, but Ji Tianfu should have been smarter than to let his disciples fight the Green Dark Sect in such a desperate situation!”
Su Yi observed the battle and thought to himself.
Su Yi felt regretful, as he had a good relationship with the Mysterious Sword Gate, and he also had history with the Green Dark Sect.
“Oh?”
As Su Yi watched, a thought suddenly crossed his mind, and his eyes lit up with realization.
“Wait for me here.”
Su Yi waved goodbye to Xi Wuqing, Huang Jian, and the others, then hurried toward the arena, full of excitement.
“What’s this kid up to now?”
When Xi Wuqing saw Su Yi’s behavior, he instinctively sensed that the boy was planning something unusual.
Several people turned their gaze to Su Yi, who was heading toward the middle-aged man hosting the event in the Yuan Emperor Realm.
“Senior, may I ask a question?”
Su Yi bowed slightly and addressed the middle-aged man.
“What’s the matter?”
The middle-aged man, the one hosting the meeting, had been very impressed by Su Yi’s performance the previous day. It wasn’t surprising that, after the preliminary selection, some powerful alliance members might want to take him as their disciple.
Seeing Su Yi approach, the middle-aged man’s tone was polite.
“Senior, here’s my request. I want to forfeit the arena of my Overlord Sect and allow someone else to take my place, while using my remaining two chances to fight for a different arena!”
Su Yi blinked and looked at the middle-aged man.
“What?”
The middle-aged man was taken aback by the young boy’s words.
So, this kid wants to forfeit his own arena and then try to claim someone else’s?
The middle-aged man was stunned. If that were allowed, with Su Yi’s strength, it would be very easy for him to take another arena.
“My meaning is…”
Su Yi began to explain further.
“Stop right there, this violates the rules.”
The middle-aged man cut him off with a shake of his head.
If this were allowed, Overlord Sect could just claim two arenas.
“It seems like, before the preliminary tournament started, senior only explained the competition process but didn’t specify that one sect couldn’t claim two arenas, right?”
Su Yi scratched his head, realizing he hadn’t heard this rule before entering the tournament.
He came up with this idea simply because it seemed logical.
The middle-aged man couldn’t find an answer right away.
This boy made a good point — there was no explicit rule about each sect only being allowed to claim one arena.
“Please let me know your decision soon, senior. Time is running out, and it’ll be too late if we don’t act quickly.”
Su Yi pointed to the setting sun beyond the mountains, urging the middle-aged man.
There was less than an hour left for the platform competition; if they waited too long, it would be over.
“This has never happened before, so I can’t decide on my own. Please wait here while I consult with the senior members of the alliance.”
The middle-aged man said, glancing deeply at Su Yi before walking toward the seating area.
Watching him go, Su Yi felt a rising sense of urgency.
The thought had just occurred to him, but it felt like it made sense.
However, the League Conference was jointly organized by the top ten forces of the Chaos Realm, and their collective agreement was what truly mattered. No matter how reasonable Su Yi’s idea was, it wouldn’t matter unless the League decided.
Su Yi had suggested this idea because he saw the dire situation of the Mysterious Sword Gate.
The Green Dark Sect had the upper hand, and with the addition of those powerful wandering cultivators, their strength had increased dramatically.
Although the disciples of Mysterious Sword Gate were strong, they had already suffered heavy losses and were slightly weaker, unable to hold out much longer.
Su Yi also had connections with the Mysterious Sword Gate. If his plan worked, he could help them secure a spot.
While Su Yi pondered this, the middle-aged man approached the influential members on the platform and relayed everything that Su Yi had said.
“That boy is quite clever. Does he intend to secure two spots for himself?”
An old man in a red robe said with surprise.
This old man, with pale hair and deeply wrinkled skin, had eyes that shone like stars in the night sky, radiating a brilliant light.
“He certainly has a lot of guts!”
Another old man exclaimed, his eyes gleaming.
“I don’t think this plan will work. If we follow his suggestion, with his strength, he could easily claim one arena, and by using two additional challenges, he could potentially win three arenas. If everyone follows suit, the event will descend into chaos.”
An older man, around sixty, paused for a moment before raising his hand and speaking.
Many people nearby nodded, agreeing with the old man’s statement.
Among third-rate forces, strengths varied. The Mysterious Sword Gate and Green Dark Sect were close to second-rate forces in terms of power.
If a single force could dominate the competition, coupled with the young boy’s proposal, it might be possible for one person to take over all three arenas.
With such overwhelming strength, no one would be able to defeat him in any of the arenas, which would be unfair.
“I think we should give it a try, based on what the boy suggested.”
The red-robed elder spoke again to the assembly.
“Is that really appropriate?”
Everyone looked surprised, but no one dared to oppose the old man directly. Some simply felt that his suggestion was not right.
Meanwhile, some people remained silent, wary of the red-robed elder.
“There’s no harm in trying. The boy makes a valid point. We don’t have strict rules, so there’s room for flexibility. Ultimately, it’s the League’s decision.”
The red-robed elder said, licking his lips.
“Well…”
The others fell into thought, though a few remained silent. It seemed they didn’t dare to voice strong disagreements.
“That would be too easy for him. The League Conference only happens once every fifty years, and this is unprecedented. As Elder Xie mentioned, the League makes the final call. The preliminary selection will end soon, and we don’t need to complicate matters.”
An old man in black beside the red-robed elder frowned and spoke.
The others nodded in agreement, clearly recognizing the black-clad elder’s high status.
“It seems Elder Xie is particularly fond of this boy, but I find myself intrigued by him as well. However, we should follow the rules we agreed upon.”
A third old man, dressed in green, spoke sharply. His eyes were sharp and focused, exuding authority.
He shot a glance at the red-robed elder, as though reminding him of something important.
“Elder Bi, you’re overthinking. We’ll proceed according to the established rules.”
The red-robed elder waved off the concerns, saying, “Let’s first address the issue the boy raised. I think we can give his suggestion a try. However, we can’t let him get away too easily. If he wants two arenas, let him face challenges from multiple forces at once. If he’s capable enough, he can take all ten arenas for himself! What do you think of this approach?”
“Is that so?”
The others furrowed their brows, thinking it over.
“This method isn’t bad. If the boy wants two arenas, he’ll need to face challenges from two forces simultaneously. His strength is formidable, but it’s definitely not unlimited. Dealing with twenty opponents might be easy, but facing forty at once will be much more difficult!”
The green-robed elder nodded, agreeing with the red-robed elder’s proposal.
Among all the third-rate forces and independent cultivators, no one dared claim that they could handle the combined forces of two mountain gates and remain unbeaten.
Even the young man himself would find it difficult to succeed.
“Let’s settle this. He can give up the tenth arena to continue challenging. However, he only gets one chance. If he fails, he’ll lose the spot in Overlord Sect, so he should think carefully before acting.”
The red-robed elder concluded, giving instructions to the middle-aged man hosting the meeting.
