Only My Way

Calm.

Disregard.

Without any superfluous emotions.

As if simply seeing some unimportant decoration.

In the instant of eye contact.

The gaze from Ling Wuyuan made Nangong Mu sincerely feel stifled.

No goodwill.

No malice.

Only indifference.

Compared to hostility, this was obviously a more direct insult.

It was a gaze that completely didn't take him seriously.

If he could.

He really wanted to immediately launch an attack on the arrogant Ling Wuyuan.

But he could only think about that kind of thing.

No matter how much he raged in incompetence.

Ling Wuyuan wouldn't even bother to look at him.

And it was impossible for him to just run over and attack Ling Wuyuan…

Those who are indecisive and consider everything are like this.

Right now.

After silently looking around.

Because the entire environment of the secret realm fragment's surface had been completely destroyed.

Without the interference of obstructions.

Ling Wuyuan could easily see most of the remaining contestants.

Only a few guys were still missing.

Presumably, they were staying deep underground.

Have to say.

Escaping into the ground.

In this kind of battle royale competition, it was indeed an excellent method.

However, the effect was only limited to that.

For guys with weak strength.

In a one-on-one formal match, it had no meaning at all.

At this moment.

After Ling Wuyuan looked around, according to his observation, all the participants within sight should be at the [Nascent Origin Realm].

Moreover, most of them just looked a bit disheveled, but in reality, each of them wasn't seriously injured.

Only a very few guys looked seriously injured for some reason.

It was unknown whether it was because they didn't choose to dodge the meteorites before, but instead confronted them head-on, or some other reason.

Moreover, there were still a few guys who didn't pay attention to the others at all, and were still stubbornly fighting to the death with their opponents in a certain place.

Even after experiencing Ling Wuyuan's indiscriminate attack.

Those guys didn't have time to pay attention to Ling Wuyuan and the others present.

It was unknown what kind of grudges those guys had before…

They were able to tacitly ignore Ling Wuyuan and the other guys present, only wanting to focus on fighting their opponents to the death.

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Looking at the scene of those guys fighting fiercely.

Even Ling Wuyuan couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded.

He didn't understand how deep the hatred between the two sides was~

Perhaps seeing his confusion.

Wu Yanlian followed Ling Wuyuan's gaze, sized up the target he was observing for a while, and casually explained to him:

"Judging from the identity tokens of those few guys who have no time to pay attention to you, they should be from the [Azure Pine Prefecture] of the [Jade Ink Kingdom] and the [Golden Wing Society] of the [Danyang Kingdom] respectively. The overall strength of these two forces is very good, and they all have cultivators with strength reaching the [Divine Connection Realm]. The reason why they are fighting to the death is entirely because they are true archenemies… the kind of archenemies that have lasted for more than two thousand years, with [Divine Connection Realm] experts from each side dying at the hands of the other."

Towards the end of the explanation.

Wu Yanlian even said very nonchalantly:

"In short, when these two groups of people get together, you don't need to care about them, they will fight each other… After all, within these two sects, there are always special bounty missions rewarding the heads of the other's members."

Hearing this, Ling Wuyuan couldn't help but ask curiously:

"…Then what's the point of them participating in this Imperial Tournament?"

"Anyway, both sides only want to fight each other to the death, wouldn't it be better for them to find a place to fight each other?"

"Why did they specifically come to the [White Mist Kingdom]?"

Wu Yanlian immediately said with a [Young man, you are too naive!] look:

"You don't understand this, what they want is the feeling of successfully defeating their archenemy in front of outsiders~"

"In their opinion, this can completely be called a kind of honor!"

"In other words, only if they can publicly defeat each other, then the victory or defeat of the Imperial Tournament is actually completely irrelevant."

"It is precisely because of this that you don't need to pay attention to them at all, just let them play by themselves."

After thinking about it from another perspective.

Ling Wuyuan felt that he probably understood what those guys were thinking.

The matter was almost the same as the so-called honorable revenge.

You killed my relatives and friends.

Then I must kill back, kill your relatives and friends.

You kill my people, I kill your people.

Again and again, no one will give in half a step…

The matter has become a kind of death cycle.

Only when one of the two sides is completely dead will the matter be ended.

In their eyes.

The other side is their best medal.

A medal that is far more important than the Imperial Tournament.

This belongs to the special situation derived from thousands of years of hatred.

"Alright…"

So, after thinking about it, Ling Wuyuan, feeling that he really didn't need to pay attention to those guys, quickly turned his gaze to the remaining contestants after casually responding to Wu Yanlian.

He could clearly perceive that, among all the remaining contestants, at least two-thirds of them were full of hostility and fear towards him.

In such a situation.

Made him very much anticipate.

Anticipating that someone could take the initiative to come and find trouble for him.

However.

What made him unhappy was that, perhaps because they were worried about being taken advantage of by others, or because the guys present were very uncoordinated, or because they were afraid that Ling Wuyuan had some amazing trump cards, the so-called siege ultimately did not form.

After the remaining guys glanced at each other.

They still decided to first eliminate the weakest guys and those who were more seriously injured.

Pinching soft persimmons.

Was ultimately more attractive than pinching hard persimmons.

Facing this situation.

Wu Yanlian directly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she recognized that her strength was high.

But facing dozens of experts at once, there would still be a lot of pressure.

Have to know.

The remaining guys were not only at the [Nascent Origin Realm], but they were all [Nascent Origin Realm] below the age of forty.

They all belonged to particularly talented guys.

Each of them was around the top ten level of the [White Mist Kingdom - Heroes List].

Ordinary [Nascent Origin Realm], compared to this group of guys, had no comparability at all.

Any one of them could easily deal with several or a dozen ordinary [Nascent Origin Realm].

That was a gap like adults and children.

Therefore.

After judging that those guys could not work together to besiege them.

Wu Yanlian naturally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when she saw the disappointment in Ling Wuyuan's eyes, she suddenly felt a little speechless.

She couldn't help but complain in a low voice:

"You guy, you really don't think it's a big deal."

Ling Wuyuan very nonchalantly admitted:

"That's for sure!"

"If possible, I really hope that everyone can directly decide the final victory or defeat here through intense mutual beatings."

Wu Yanlian shook her head and complained:

"You're thinking too beautifully."

"No matter what, the various organizers will not do that."

"That kind of thing is just a simple gathering of people to fight."

"It is impossible to properly display the true strength of those talented people."

"The biggest purpose of this so-called Imperial Tournament is always to allow the various forces to display their strength and heritage. If it weren't for this goal, everyone would not spend the cost to hold this kind of event…"