C590 What a Good Fortune
C590 What a Good Fortune
At this moment, it was as if a heavy stone had pressed down on the hearts of all of them.
As for the disciples of the other sects, they also gradually realized that something was wrong.
In the many years of competition in the General Election of the Orthodoxy, it seemed like there had never been a situation where the sect that won was even more miserable than the sect that lost.
This year's competition had really broadened his horizons.
However, what made the hearts of the disciples of the Blue Feather Sect even heavier was still waiting to happen.
In the fifth match, Li Xiu defeated an opponent of the same level as himself with an absolute advantage.
This entire process, not only was the time and speed fast, Li Xiu did not even use his trump card.
The strength he had crushed his opponent in the first exchange had left his opponent breathless. Then, in the second exchange, he had knocked his opponent off the stage.
The balance of victory once again tilted towards Shattered Star Pavilion.
Three to two!
After five rounds of battles, Shattered Star Pavilion, who had the weakest battle ability among the six sects, was in the lead.
Currently, most likely not only the disciples from the six sects that had come to participate in the competition would not think of these points, even the deacon sitting high up in the stands and the elders would not think of this.
However, compared to the disciples below, these deacons and elders were much calmer.
In their eyes, a scene like the General Election of the Orthodoxy was simply a light drizzle. Although it was related to a sect's resources for the next few decades, it was still just resources.
On the other hand, this sort of competition wasn't related to the survival of the sect, so there was no need to worry.
However, for the outer sect disciples in the stands, what they saw today was enough to shock them. If Shattered Star Pavilion had the last laugh, then this batch of outer sect disciples would probably have something to talk about for a very long time to come.
But after winning a match of the same realm, in the sixth match, Shen Ruihang, who was at the Great Circle of the Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage, faced an opponent of the same realm. Although he was encouraged by the previous match and displayed an excellent state, or even performed exceptionally well, the problem for Shen Ruihang was that he was the standard disciple of the Shattered Star Pavilion.
However, even though Shen Ruihang lost, he was just like Xu Shi and Su Jianyuan previously. Because he had gained some insights during the competition, within the next period of time, as long as nothing unexpected happened, he would definitely improve.
It was said that he had lost the competition and won the future. This point, on this occasion, had gained the most perfect performance from Xu Shi, Su Jianyuan and Shen Ruihang.
After the Shattered Star Pavilion was defeated in this competition, the sects of both sides once again returned to the same starting line.
Three to three!
Thus, the following match became extremely important.
According to the rules of the competition, those sects that won five matches first would gain the qualifications to enter the second round, while those sects that won the other matches would regretfully be eliminated.
Therefore, the following match could be called a match point.
The sects that obtained the first victory in this competition would be like drowning people receiving a short period of respite.
And the sects who lost this battle would feel a huge increase in pressure, because they stood on the edge of the cliff.
In the seventh match, a perfect Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage faced off against an opponent whose cultivation level was higher than his.
If an ordinary sect were to fight, then they would have the advantage of a higher level, which was the equivalent of winning sixty percent.
Unfortunately, it was still the same old saying. This was the Shattered Star Pavilion, and the advantage of cultivation realm was not equal to the advantage.
In this match, which was about to come up with a match point, Fan Cheng willed himself to go forward and fight one of the most satisfying matches in his life. At the same time, he allowed Chu Yan to see his famous martial skill that had once again risen in rank — — Small Non-Phase Point Star Finger.
It was a pity that his opponent had skills, so Fan Cheng lost a move in the end. Although he fell off the stage with his opponent, Fan Cheng had landed on the ground first, and the opponent was slower than him by a moment, thus Blue Feather Sect obtained this extremely important victory.
In that instant, an astonishing burst of cheers came from the spectator stands where the Blue Feather Sect disciples were.
Especially Zhong Wei, who was waving his arms and shouting loudly as if he had confirmed that his son was not from the neighboring Old Wang.
Fan Cheng smiled bitterly and returned to Shattered Star Pavilion's side.
He also wanted to win and fought with all of his strength, but the competition was like this. The difference between strong and weak wasn't something you felt you could win just because you worked hard enough and put your life on the line.
"Don't worry, there's still us." Chu Yan smiled and comforted him.
"But — other people don't think so." Fan Cheng said in a low voice.
At the moment, he was still extremely upset that he had lost this crucial match.
Hearing Fan Cheng's words, everyone looked around.
Sure enough, at that moment, there were very few people who felt that Shattered Star Pavilion could win.
It was not because Shattered Star Pavilion's match today was not stunning or surprising enough, but rather, it was the disciples of Shattered Star Pavilion and Blue Feather Sect who went on stage respectively in the last two matches.
In the eighth match, Shattered Star Pavilion had reached the small success stage of Jiang Panmeng. Even though her opponent was of the same level as him, the disciple from Blue Feather Sect was obviously not easy to deal with.
The previous defeat of Shen Ruihang and his was the best example of that. Moreover, the one Fan Cheng had lost was an opponent with a realm lower than his.
If Jiang Panmeng had performed more than usual, perhaps she still had a sliver of hope of winning. In the final round, no one would think that Shattered Star Pavilion would be able to win.
Chu Yan who was at the initial stage of the Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage of the Shattered Star Pavilion, fought against Zhong Wei who was at the peak of the Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage of the Blue Feather Sect.
Everyone was lamenting about the fate of the Shattered Star Pavilion.
This time, they finally had hope of entering the next round of the competition. However, in the last round, there was a huge gap in their cultivation levels.
Regardless of whether it was five to three or five to four, the victor of the final match would inevitably be Zhong Wei, whose cultivation realm was higher by two levels.
Destiny made a fool of people, but that was probably all.
First I give you hope, then I send you into total despair.
At this moment, the disciples of the other four major sects looked in the direction of the Shattered Star Pavilion, all filled with sympathy.
However, there were also those who took pleasure in his misfortune.
For example, Lan Yu and Tang Jun from the Profound Moon Sect, or for example Zhong Wei, who seemed to be sitting in the grandstand at this very moment and not be smiling, but was actually already blooming with joy in his heart.
"What a pity, what a pity. I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to stand in front of me." Zhong Wei looked at Chu Yan who was far away, and really wanted to laugh out loud in front of him.
Lan Yu and Tang Jun looked at each other, and both saw a trace of happiness in the other's eyes.
"I don't think that's enough." Blue Jade suddenly fiendishly laughed.
"Senior Brother Lan, are you planning to step on Chu Yan again?" As a loyal servant, Tang Jun was able to guess Lan Yu's thoughts at this moment, and his eyes immediately lit up.
"Yes, how can I miss such a good opportunity to beat a drowning dog up." Lan Yu chuckled, "Come over and listen to me. Do as I say."