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Chapter 1371 - Chapter 1371 Chapter 663 Heroes Contest

Chapter 1371: Chapter 663: Heroes’ Contest Chapter 1371: Chapter 663: Heroes’ Contest Ten years a contest for heroes, the masters of Longzhou gather together

Whether in terms of attention or the scale of the event, the Heroes’ Contest is undoubtedly the premier event within the borders of Longzhou.

It is ranked alongside Yuanzhou’s Sword Trial, Buddha’s Country’s Dharma Duel, Zhongzhou’s Immortal Sealing Platform Convention, and Beimang’s Fasting and Offering Ceremony as one of Xiehe’s five great contests.

Noble families wish to gain prestige, sect disciples aim to prove themselves, and lone cultivators seek recognition and support; all can be obtained through these five grand contests.

Among these five contests, the Heroes’ Contest is undoubtedly the most straightforward and brutal. It is not like the Dharma Duel that tests one’s enlightenment of Buddha’s teaching and understanding of martial arts, nor is it like the Fasting and Offering Ceremony that competes in imagination and creativity, where brains are exercised more than brawn, and wit is valued over strength.

The hallmark of the Heroes’ Contest is its simplicity and brutality; no matter what cultivation technique you practice or which sect’s disciple you are, as long as you register, you are allowed to compete, but a warrior can only participate once in their lifetime.

The criteria for advancement are also simple and clear, winners proceed, losers are eliminated, duel to the death until the last eight standing, who are then recognized as the champions of this edition, and then accept the challenges of the final three rounds of the losers’ bracket.

Therefore, every champion of each edition is a formidable contender without a faction of doubt, lacking even half a step, one will fall on the path forward.

Here, every warrior who believes they are outstanding will receive an objective assessment, whether they are indeed so exceptional will be clear once they step onto the stage.

The so-called stage here, of course, is not the kind that ordinary warriors fight on, marked by stones on the ground, but rather the cloud arena in the sky.

The boundless sky can accommodate infinite warrior battles, and the only limit to the number is the number of arbitrators from the Arbitration Office.

But as the highest level of arena battle in Longzhou, sometimes these arbitrators’ cultivation levels are far inferior to the competitors, so if you expect them to save your life like in a regular sparring match, it would be wishful thinking.

Most of the time, the Arbitrator just stands by to maintain the order of the arena. If a particularly fierce collision occurs, they may even go further away to avoid being injured by Spirit Arts.

Therefore, in the Heroes’ Contest, the only things you can rely on are your own cultivation and an endless supply of healing medicines.

Otherwise, you simply won’t be able to endure such high-intensity, densely packed, and fast-paced battles.

To say it responsibly, even a remarkably talented lone cultivator would ultimately be unable to get very far under such a competition format.

Wear and tear, injuries; for a warrior, these are fatal matters. Just for a title, such exhaustive fighting isn’t really worth it.

Of course, for Longxi Alliance, this level of expenditure is nothing.

Twenty bottles of Life Creation Pill, twenty bottles of flesh and bone healing medicine, and various divine medicines and precious herbs for corresponding witchcraft and spirit poison.

Add to that the leader, Tang Luo, who possesses two strands of Innate Qi; unless you die on the spot, there’s a way to bring you back from the brink.

And judging by the lineup dispatched by Longxi, it is indeed very hard for someone to be directly pressed to death on the stage.

Retreating ten thousand steps, even if you can’t fight, you can still call out “I surrender,” which means you have no worries.

With leisure, waiting until early autumn, the Heroes’ Contest preliminaries finally commenced.

Compared to previous years, there has been a huge change, or rather, a choice, in the rules of this year’s Heroes’ Contest.

In past Heroes’ Contests, warriors fought for the eight titles solely for fame, but in this year’s Heroes’ Contest, besides those eight titles, warriors had another path open to them.

When Tang Luo arrived at the venue with his group to register and draw lots, he found that the one overseeing the drawing was an old acquaintance.

“Tang Tianjiao, long time no see,”

Tong Senyu, the extraordinary prodigy of the twentieth martial arts conference, stood behind the huge lot cylinder, nodding and smiling at Tang Luo, “I met Liang Liang a while ago and was discussing in which year Tang Tianjiao would participate in the Heroes’ Contest, never expected to bump into you so soon.”

“There was no choice, since I couldn’t participate in the martial arts conference, I always had to take my clansmen to see the world elsewhere.”

The relationship between the Longxi Alliance and Wuji Mansion was neither good nor bad, and Tang Luo had no particular ill feeling toward Tong Senyu, so he responded with a smile brimming his face, “Is Tong Chao Fan now doing the work of an arbitrator? Is Martial Saint Mountain so short-staffed this year?”

“This year’s Heroes’ Challenge is co-hosted by Wuji Mansion and Martial Saint Mountain.”

Tong Senyu smiled similarly, “In addition to the eight titled powerhouses, Wuji Mansion has also provided thirty-six guest official positions. Is Tang Tianjiao interested?”

“The fight hasn’t even started yet, and Tong Chao Fan is already recruiting. It’s somewhat improper, isn’t it?”

Tang Luo declined politely, “Besides, I still have a few team members here…”

“As long as Tang Tianjiao nods, these few will be included in the guest official seats as well by Wuji Mansion, and as for Brother Tang, naturally, you’ll be the chief guest official!”

Tong Senyu’s gaze was piercing as he looked at Tang Luo, his words displaying immense sincerity.

This caused the arbitrators who were lined up behind them and beside the several registration tubes to be inwardly shocked, their eyes involuntarily sizing up the unusually tall and burly man.

“Who is that, to be given such regard by Young Master Tong?”

“Ignorant, that’s Tang Luo, Longxi’s Pride.”

“So it’s him? Indeed, his appearance is extraordinary, beyond ordinary folks.”

The whispered conversations around him naturally did not escape Tang Luo’s exceptional hearing. He had not expected what he thought was just a casual reunion to turn into a recruitment effort by Wuji Mansion, nor had he anticipated Tong Senyu’s eagerness.

“Tong Chao Fan’s kindness is much appreciated,” Tang Luo expressed.

However, he too had his own considerations. The god-making plan in his clan was in full swing, the goodwill halls in the seven cities had plenty of disciples completing Foundation Building waiting for him to perform talent screening each year, and his own martial path was at a transformative juncture; he had no time to involve himself in the guest official game with Wuji Mansion.

Tang Luo casually drew five long tokens from the registration tube, distributed them to the four people behind him, and told Tong Senyu indifferently, “We have the tokens now, so we won’t bother Young Master Tong any longer.”

Tong Senyu’s expression darkened at the direct rejection, but he returned the gesture with a hand-clasp salute, “Whenever Tang Tianjiao changes his mind, Tong Senyu will certainly welcome you with open arms.”

“Young Master Tong is too polite.”

Tang Luo shook his head and left with his group. However, Xiao Ziyu, who had flaming red hair and ruby-red eyes, did not follow but instead held his long token and approached Tong Senyu, staring intently at him.

Tong Senyu, already in a sour mood after being rejected by Tang Luo, felt even more annoyed being stared at and frowned, “Is there something you want?”

“It seems you don’t remember me.”

Xiao Ziyu raised an eyebrow, speaking proudly, “I am Xiao Ziyu.”

“Oh, what about it?”

“Remember my name.”

The red-haired, red-eyed Fire God grinned, “After today, you will never forget it again!”

“I remember now.”

Tong Senyu held his forehead, “You’re also a contestant from that year, right? Which place did you get, thirtieth?”

Xiao Ziyu’s face darkened, and he turned away without a word.

In the distance, an arbitrator looked at the register in hand and called out:

“Contestants who drew the ‘A Three’ token, prepare to take the stage.”

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