Chapter 259: Instant Victory!

In the second round, Ye Yuan's opponent was Number Forty-Nine.

Since Ye Yuan won the first round, he automatically entered the winners' bracket.

The martial artists in the winners' bracket had already secured their status as core disciples.

Those who lost in the first round had to compete in the losers' bracket. The losers' bracket would also continue until the last round produced five losers, who would then face off against the top five outer disciples!

The winners would retain their status as core disciples, while the losers would be automatically eliminated and become outer disciples.

The winners' bracket would also continue until the top three were determined.

The top three disciples would then face the bottom three elite disciples; the winners would be promoted to elite disciples, and the losers would become core disciples.

With such a brutal competition system, no matter how talented you were, you dared not slack off in the slightest.

The slightest relaxation would allow others to surpass you.

Even core disciples like Zeng Yu, who coasted through life, spent a great deal of time training; otherwise, they would eventually be eliminated.

If Ye Yuan won this round, he would enter the top fifty!

Although there were as many as two hundred core disciples, those who could win two consecutive rounds to enter the top fifty were all formidable.

Those who muddled through might survive the first round by luck, but they would basically be weeded out in the second round.

Ye Yuan's opponent was named Wang Dong, a Liquid Essence Layer 8 martial artist.

Yang Hao of the Dan Camp was also at Liquid Essence Layer 8, but compared to Wang Dong's strength, he was nothing.

Wang Dong's strength was among the top in the Earth Camp; aside from those at Liquid Essence Layer 9 and the peak of Liquid Essence Layer 9, he was basically the strongest!

In the last competition, Wang Dong was eliminated in the second round.

Now, his strength had improved significantly. In this competition, his goal was to enter the third round!

When he saw Ye Yuan, who was at Liquid Essence Layer 4, across from him, he felt greatly relieved.

This was truly a gift from heaven!

"Eh, you're Number Fifty-Two?" Wang Dong suddenly remembered that his opponent was none other than the one who had won the first round the fastest.

Ye Yuan knew what he was thinking and couldn't help but smile: "Of course, otherwise why would I be standing here?"

Wang Dong was greatly surprised: "With your Liquid Essence Layer 4 strength, how did you get through the first round first? Even faster than Senior Brother Tianyu!"

"My opponent had fought me a few days ago and knew he was no match for me, so he conceded directly." Ye Yuan did not hide the truth and answered honestly.

"Ah? So that's it. Then you're really lucky! I guess your opponent was one of the weakest in the Human Camp, right? Otherwise, with your strength, it would be hard to win." Wang Dong couldn't help but sigh.

He sighed at Ye Yuan's good luck, and also at his own good luck.

To encounter such an opponent in the second round—wasn't this fate?

Wang Dong couldn't help but fantasize: if he got a little luckier and faced an opponent slightly weaker than himself in the third round, he might even enter the fourth round!

This would be a historic breakthrough!

Ye Yuan had become well-known among the Alchemy Hall elders, but among the core disciples, he was not particularly famous.

Although elders had been constantly visiting him in recent days, Ye Yuan had not shown himself, so not many core disciples actually knew Ye Yuan.

Of course, even if Wang Dong knew Ye Yuan, it wouldn't affect his judgment of Ye Yuan's strength.

Wang Dong could handle someone like Zeng Yu with one hand. Although this junior brother was quite formidable and could fight above his level, trying to cross four minor realms to face him was still too naive.

Ye Yuan knew exactly what Wang Dong was thinking but didn't expose him. He just smiled and said, "Yeah, I really am lucky."

The other was sighing at his good luck, but wasn't Ye Yuan also sighing at his good luck?

This sect tournament would have several rounds, and the opponents in later rounds would become increasingly stronger. If he directly encountered a strong opponent, his energy consumption would inevitably be high.

Those opponents at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Liquid stage or even half-step Crystal Condensation were not so easy to defeat.

And now, Ye Yuan's target was none other than the three from Tianyu.

Just then, Elder Feng's voice rang out again: "Second round, begin now!"

Ye Yuan and Wang Dong exchanged bows, and the second round officially began!

After the bow, Wang Dong did not move but stood with his hands behind his back, saying magnanimously, "Junior brother, make your move first. I'm afraid that once I strike, you won't have a chance."

Perhaps feeling a bit sorry for encountering such a weak opponent, Wang Dong thought it better to let Ye Yuan strike first.

Ye Yuan hadn't expected Wang Dong to so generously hand over the initiative to him, and he was momentarily stunned. "Are you sure?"

Wang Dong nodded: "Of course! I, Wang Dong, always mean what I say!"

Ye Yuan said indifferently, "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Yuan's figure instantly split into nine.

"Nine Swords Style!"

Ye Yuan gave a soft shout, and nine sword beams flew out in a chaotic manner, heading straight for Wang Dong.

Wang Dong had initially maintained an air of a master, but seeing the nine sword beams flying over like a sky-covering cloud, he immediately began to lament his misfortune.

If he had seized the initiative, he could have tangled with Ye Yuan for a while.

But being forced onto the defensive against Ye Yuan's lethal move, how could Wang Dong possibly withstand it?

One must know that back when Ye Yuan was still at the Spirit Liquid stage, he had used this move to force back Yuan Fei!

Now that Ye Yuan was at the fourth level of Spirit Liquid, how could Wang Dong, at the eighth level of Spirit Liquid, possibly withstand the immense power of this technique?

Wang Dong dodged three sword beams, blocked two more with his weapon, and was finally struck by the sixth.

Then the seventh, eighth, and ninth sword beams tore through him like a whirlwind, leaving gashes across his body. The immense force sent him flying off the arena.

If Ye Yuan had not held back, he would already be a corpse.

In the blink of an eye, from Ye Yuan's attack to Wang Dong's ejection, less than a breath's time had passed.

A single move to defeat the enemy! Instant victory!

"Arena forty-nine, contestant fifty-two wins!" Elder Feng's voice rang out first again.

"No way? Who is this fifty-two? How did he win first again?"

"If the first round was luck, what about the second? Where did this unknown fifty-two come from?"

"Too strange! Senior Brother Tianyu and Senior Sister Yuer haven't won yet, but this fifty-two already has?"

Ye Yuan's victory once again stirred up a commotion.

Tianyu's expression darkened slightly, and his sword moved faster.

After three moves, Tianyu sent his opponent flying and won!

Tianyu's opponent in the second round was at the ninth level of Liquid Essence, quite strong, and managed to hold out for ten moves before losing.

Compared to Ye Yuan's one-move victory, he was naturally much slower.

On Arena Two, a graceful figure danced with the wind.

But when she heard Elder Feng's voice, her movements visibly faltered for a moment.

Then, the graceful figure suddenly moved several times faster!

Also after three moves, Tang Yuer won!