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Chapter 779 The Final Begins_1

Chapter 779: Chapter 779 The Final Begins_1

Seeing the people ahead, Feng Yaorao smiled and said, "Your Highness the Saint’s Son, it seems that everyone is eagerly anticipating your test result. Why not have a little fun? It would also let the young giants of the world know that your strength is not to be challenged!"

The Saint’s Son sneered with disdain. To be honest, other than Mo Wu Shang, no one else had caught her eye this time.

Even Mo Wu Shang was not worthy of her full effort.

Well then, Feng Yaorao did say some things right.

Crushing those people’s hopes here meant she could conserve her strength during the final match, preventing every Tom, Dick, and Harry from wanting to come at her for a life-and-death fight.

With that thought, Holy Son Victoria Mingkong dismounted and stepped off her horse. Then, with a light stomp of her foot, she floated towards that giant bronze pillar.

For a moment, everyone held their breath and watched this person intently.

They really wanted to know—

Just how powerful could the leader of the Six Young Masters of the Holy Dynasty, ranked first in the last Sacred Dynasty Martial Arts Festival, and descendant of the King of People, actually be?

Though the bronze pillar test might not be entirely accurate, it was undoubtedly a very useful reference.

With a slight smile, Ji Mingkong struck out with her palm.

Her fair palm, as if carved from jade, appeared to use no force at all, just lightly and casually delivering a slap.

Hum!

Golden light shot up to the sky!

Everyone swallowed hard.

A hundred golden lamps!

No!

It wasn’t!

As the golden light faded, red light emerged!

"It’s actually a red lamp!"

The golden lamps represented Transcendent Realm Martial Artists, and a hundred golden lamps were the pinnacle of a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist’s power.

But a red lamp meant that Ji Mingkong’s strength was now comparable to that of a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist.

And what’s most terrifying is that it seemed Ji Mingkong hadn’t used much strength at all, merely casually delivering a palm slap.

Yet even so, the result of a red lamp was enough to intimidate all the young martial artists on the Heavenly Dragon Continent.

Because this meant that the rumors of her single-handedly killing a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist were indeed true, signifying her combat power was on par with a Martial Artist who had just entered the Heavenly Man Realm.

How terrifying that was.

It was like reaching another realm altogether.

This news spread instantly throughout the Holy City, as most of the martial artists had already gathered at the final match venue, making it very easy for news to disseminate.

Some people were still not convinced by Ji Mingkong and had planned to try to break her record after she completed the test.

But now, they had completely given up.

Because challenging such a fearsome girl was simply to court humiliation.

"Is that so? A red lamp, truly worthy of the Saint’s Son, truly the talent respected by both the Sacred Emperor and the Heavenly King Sect Master. It’s interesting to defeat such a person!"

Upon hearing this news, Ling Xiao, who was already seated in the Moon Hua Sect’s place, instantly erupted with strong battle intent.

The stronger the Saint’s Son, the stronger his battle intent!

Lan Yu’er, however, gave a wry smile and said, "A red lamp... Does this mean that Victoria Mingkong has already ascended to the Heavenly Man Realm? Senior Brother Ling, why don’t you leave the Holy City now?"

"Sister Lan, I know you’re worried about me, but a red lamp isn’t that remarkable."

Ling Xiao wanted to keep his breakthrough to the Heavenly Man Realm a secret until the final battle, and he didn’t want to reveal it now.

He wanted to give everyone in the Moon Hua Sect a surprise.

"I also want to give that Holy Son a ’surprise’."

"You actually have such confidence, have you tested it too?"

Lan Yu’er asked curiously.

Leng Hao eagerly replied, "That Dao Wuming from Heavenly King Sect bet against Senior Brother Ling, and as a result, Senior Brother Ling won with a half lamp advantage, reaching ninety-three and a half gold lamps."

"You kid, did you do that on purpose?"

When Golden Light Heavenly Lord heard this, he thought of Ling Xiao’s terrifying control ability, and he believed that the ninety-three and a half gold lamps were intentionally controlled by Ling Xiao.

"Sort of, without using a sword, my combat power can reach one hundred gold lamps, slightly less than Victoria Mingkong. But combat power doesn’t fully represent one’s strength, there are too many factors affecting the outcome during a fight."

Ling Xiao still hadn’t told the whole truth.

"You kid, really make it hard to know how to praise you!"

Hearing Ling Xiao’s words, everyone, including Golden Light Heavenly Lord and Divine Sky Heavenly Venerate, showed expressions of surprise.

Although Ling Xiao indeed was still not a match for the Holy Son, a level of one hundred gold lamps was already on par with Mo Wu Shang and Hong Li.

At the very least, this time competing for the Sixth Young Master of the Holy Dynasty was absolutely hopeful.

Keep in mind, Moon Hua Sect is ranked last among the Twelve Sects, nowhere near the Heavenly King Sect, which is ranked first.

If they can secure a slot as one of the Six Young Masters this time, that in itself would be a miracle. After all, what’s more exhilarating and exciting than breaking monopolies and rules?

No one wants to remain stagnant; deep down, everyone harbors the ambition to challenge the mighty and authority.

"Sister Lan actually did well too, with a score of ninety-five gold lamps, it’s estimated that she has a chance to enter the top ten."

"That Joshua Long from Divine Sword Sect is also quite formidable."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Ling Xiao also felt some excitement.

Starting from being a beggar in Tianfeng City and climbing up step by step, he was finally about to stand at the pinnacle among the youths of the whole Heavenly Dragon Continent. It was unrealistic to say he wasn’t excited.

He believed that the Holy Son had already broken through the Heavenly Man Realm.

Thus, in this final battle of the Martial Arts trial, he would inevitably face off against Holy Son Victoria Mingkong.

"Let’s see who is the strongest among the young generation!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and looked towards the vast Martial Arts Platform.

In the judges’ seat were seated four Cave Heaven Realm Martial Artists and one Yin-Yang Realm expert.

All five judges were reclusive experts unaffiliated with any sects, so the likelihood of them helping with cheating was very low.

Especially the leading Yin-Yang Realm expert, the Grand Emperor of the Sacred Dynasty, the former Sacred Emperor.

This person was widely respected for his fairness and integrity during his reign.

With him serving as the head judge, no one raised any objections.

Before the finals began, as per tradition, the head judge read the rules of the competition.

The rules were quite straightforward: During combat, only weapon-type magical treasures were allowed; other external aids, such as the Thunderbolt Flame Bomb, stealth weapon treasures, the Book of Seals, pets, and the like, were not permitted.

Otherwise, it would automatically count as a loss.

If it led to serious consequences, the offender would be expelled from the finals and turned over to the Sacred Dynasty for detention and interrogation.

This was also to ensure that the Martial Arts trial finals were as fair as possible, allowing the proud young scions to seek victory through their own abilities.

The over two hundred contestants were ultimately divided into ten groups, each with twenty people, and only ten from each could advance.

The one hundred who advanced from this round were all bestowed with the Sacred Dynasty’s honorary title of "Ren Jie."

This title was not merely nominal; with it came a status equivalent to a baron in the Sacred Dynasty, and one could also receive monthly cultivation materials from the previous offerings to the dynasty, which was very beneficial.

In the second round of the competition, the previously separate ten groups were merged from first to last, ultimately leaving five groups, each still with twenty people, and ten from each group would advance.