In Cangxuan Valley, above the Inner Sect disciples, no direct disciples are designated.
But every year, in this ranking, the top fifty Inner Sect disciples are selected to receive different privileges.
So, there is also a distinction among Inner Sect disciples.
Moreover, ordinary Inner Sect disciples and those ranked in the top fifty receive vastly different treatment.
In the competition venue, from 7:00 AM, the matches have not ceased.
To challenge disciples in the top fifty, each time requires a deposit of tens of thousands of Contribution Points.
And the rank difference cannot be more than three positions; to move forward, one must win continuously.
This system is also to prevent many people from targeting a single disciple for challenge.
In this way, even if faced with a series of battles and losing after winning against several people,
you would still hold hundreds of thousands of Contribution Points in hand.
So many Contribution Points can buy comparable or even more resources, even if not entering the top fifty.
The earlier matches are exciting, but the disciples of Cangxuan Valley are still waiting for the final few rounds of duels.
After midday, the ones stepping forward to compete are already the top thirty powerhouses.
In the stands, a group of Mansion Masters from Cangxuan Valley are watching carefully.
Every year at this time is when the Mansion Masters get very nervous.
Cangxuan Valley has seventeen mansions, with fifty ranks.
Divided this way, each mansion doesn’t even get three spots.
It’s also very possible that some mansions have no disciples in the top fifty.
Such a situation not only embarrasses the Mansion Master but also earns harsh scolding from Valley Master Yue Bugong.
On the outskirts of the competition venue, Ying Jiu frowned slightly.
The Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition had passed some time ago.
She had also finally been released from seclusion.
Beside her, Guan Yutang and Zheng Changye looked a bit worried.
In contrast, Zheng Changnian, who was to challenge today, seemed very calm.
Casually sitting on a long bench, Zheng Changnian watched the competition venue, observing other disciples exchanging moves.
He didn’t seem worried at all.
"Senior Brother Changnian... don’t you worry at all...
You are challenging Fang Yu today; shouldn’t you prepare a bit more..."
Ying Jiu couldn’t hold back any longer and spoke up.
Zheng Changnian, sitting on the bench, just smiled: "Junior Sister Ying wants me to go train some more?
Or perhaps read a Cultivation Technique Manual?"
Hearing Zheng Changnian say this, Ying Jiu was momentarily speechless.
With the duel approaching, there really was nothing more to be done.
But Zheng Changnian’s calm and laid-back demeanor truly made her anxious.
"Junior Sister Ying, don’t worry. Everything is under control; there is no problem."
Zheng Changnian’s reassuring words did not lessen Ying Jiu’s worry.
"In the previous Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition, I was as confident as you, Senior Brother Changnian...
But in the end, Qin Tianlang emerged.
If only I had been a bit more cautious, I might not have lost that day..."
Seeing the anxiety on Ying Jiu’s face, Zheng Changnian slowly stood up and gently brushed the hair off her forehead.
"Junior Sister Ying, it seems you’ve become much more worried since the martial arts competition."
"Have... have I..."
"Is it because of that troublemaker Shen Han?
Do you feel that if even Qin Tianlang, whom you couldn’t defeat, lost to him, he must be formidable?
Thinking back on your previous mockery of him, does it make your heart feel clogged?"
Zheng Changnian slightly lowered his head to have his eyes meet hers.
"Rest assured, I’ll return all the humiliation Shen Han brought to Cangxuan Valley.
And I’ll make him pay a sufficient price.
He likes pretending to be a loser, right? I’ll make sure he becomes a real loser for the rest of his life."
Zheng Changnian indeed understood Ying Jiu; although Ying Jiu’s previous words didn’t emphasize Shen Han,
he could tell that what troubled Ying Jiu’s heart most was still Shen Han.
On the day of the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition, it was probably not just her.
In the hearts of many disciples of Cangxuan Valley, there should be a knot.
Previously, in their eyes, Cangxuan Valley was the strongest sect among the seven.
Even if they lost to Qin Tianlang, they could still find reasons.
But being slapped in the face by Shen Han in such a way shook many of them, even obliterating their momentum.
Hearing Zheng Changnian’s words, Ying Jiu seemed truly reassured.
In the competition venue, disciples ranked in the tens were already engaged in challenges.
During the middle of an attempt to challenge Ying Jiu, someone hesitated after seeing Zheng Changnian and retreated wisely.
It was already near 5:00 PM, and the sky was gradually darkening.
However, the surroundings of the competition venue became increasingly lively.
Around this time, it was almost time for the disciples in the top ten to take action.
These individuals didn’t come to watch the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition that day.
After all, the participants in the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition were all under twenty-five years old.
Among the top ten, Zheng Changnian is probably the youngest.
Currently, he is ranked third.
But in Cangxuan Valley, there is already a gap between the third and fourth.
The strength of the fourth is far inferior to the third-ranked Zheng Changnian.
This is almost universally acknowledged.
The challenges among the fourth to tenth ranks have finally concluded.
Ultimately, the rankings remained unchanged, and those who challenged returned empty-handed.
The competition venue gradually quieted down.
Everyone was waiting for the grand finale.
Before the competition began, many had already heard the rumors.
This year, Zheng Changnian would challenge Fang Yu and Zhao Chao.
The former Cangxuan Valley twins now face Zheng Changnian’s challenge.
At 5:30 PM, Zheng Changnian leaped into the competition venue.
Those still loitering in the venue hurriedly left.
"Senior Brother Fang, inspired today, may I have your guidance?"
Zheng Changnian slightly bowed his head in salute, showing a modicum of respect for his senior brother.
Fang Yu was ranked second, but he wasn’t perpetually second.
With Zhao Chao, they alternated holding first place.
But this year, Zheng Changnian decided to get involved too.
Upon hearing Zheng Changnian’s challenge, Fang Yu gracefully descended into the competition venue.
With an eagle’s screech, both made their move simultaneously.
At that instant, their Divine Souls engaged in combat while wielding weapons.
Zheng Changnian wielded a Long Saber, while Fang Yu’s hand held a peculiar weapon, which was some kind of battle axe.
Their weapons clashed while their Divine Souls sought opportunities during the exchange.
Within more than ten moves, the two were equally matched.
However, Fang Yu seemed a bit fatigued, starting to pant heavily.
And Zheng Changnian, shaking his Long Saber, a smile appeared on his face.
"Senior Brother Fang, be careful, I’m going to use my full strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Changnian had already made his move.
The power in his techniques and the speed of his Body Technique had a breakthrough.
What was once evenly matched, became a decisive outcome.
Zheng Changnian’s victory was virtually certain...
Those around who witnessed this competition were momentarily stunned.
The entire competition venue was incredibly quiet.
Among the younger generation of Cangxuan Valley, the strongest was about to change.

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