Battles took place in four areas on the arena at the same time, each proceeding in an orderly and heated manner.
The scorching sun did not dampen the enthusiasm of the disciples of each sect at all.
Under the ring, warm cheers and cheers could be heard from time to time, and of course there were also shouts of exclamation and worry mixed in.
The scorching sun slowly rose, and even the judges' bench lost its shade.
Fu Chen was worried that Linglong would suffer from heatstroke, so he secretly held up his true energy to protect her body.
As the time approached noon, the rankings of the top 16 were finally determined.
At this time, Lu Bufan once again walked into the middle of the ring and announced in a deep voice: "Everyone, the top sixteen have been announced. Considering that it is noon, the competition is suspended.
Each sect can have lunch in the cafeteria on the first floor, and then go back to their respective sect's lounge for a lunch break. The competition will continue at 2:30 in the afternoon, and the challenge will begin directly. Please help yourself."
After Lu Bufan stepped down, leaders and elders of various factions gathered members of each family.
He led his disciples to the cafeteria for lunch. Having lunch early would allow him to rest a little longer.
Let the disciples recharge their batteries to face the battle for the top ten rankings in the afternoon.
Fu Chen apologized to the judges. As soon as the greetings ended, he saw Chu Qingyue running over.
She directly took Linglong away from Fu Chen's arms, smiled and asked teasingly: "Linglong, is it fun?"
The little girl drooped her little head with an unhappy face, and muttered in a childlike voice: "It's not fun at all."
It made Chu Qingyue giggle.
Fu Chen showed a helpless smile and asked gently, "Linglong, would you like Qingyue to take you to play in the afternoon?"
The little girl immediately became energetic and shouted excitedly: "Okay, let's go inside to see the flowers and the big house."
Linglong's words confused Chu Qingyue, but Fu Chen pinched the little girl's face lovingly.
He smiled and agreed: "Okay, let's go have dinner first, and let Qingyue take you to have fun in the afternoon. Uncle will go find you when he's done."
Chu Qingyue took Fu Chen to the dining table assigned by Long Ya in the cafeteria. The cafeteria was not very big.
It was crowded with queues of disciples and soldiers from various factions. Fortunately, all the windows were open, and the multi-pronged approach was not slow.
The food ingredients are prepared in advance. The people here are either soldiers or martial arts practitioners, and they eat a lot.
The portions provided by the chef in charge of preparing the dishes are generous, and the dishes are a combination of meat and vegetables, which is quite sumptuous.
"Instructor, what do you think of the strength of these disciples?" Lu Bufan asked casually while eating.
Fu Chen first took care of Linglong's meal, and after hearing this, he casually replied: "Considering their age, the overall situation is very good.
Among them, the leaders of each faction are no worse than the members of Longya in terms of realm.
After lunch, you go and discuss with the leader. I plan to give each of the disciples participating in the competition a marrow-cleansing pill."
As soon as Fu Chen finished speaking, he waved gently in front of Lu Bufan, and three bottles of Marrow Cleansing Pill appeared in front of him.
He calmly told him, "Put it away", lowered his head and continued to take care of the exquisite little girl to eat.
Lu Bufan put away the elixir and solemnly thanked them: "I would like to thank the instructors on behalf of these young people."
Fu Chen laughed it off. He was not doing this selflessly to be a good old man, it was all for future considerations.
These people will be the main helpers when facing disasters in the future. In order to improve their qualifications and strength, a mere pill is of course a trivial matter.
However, these cannot be said clearly, Fu Chen laughed and scolded: "Eat your food, by the way, I have plans for Qingyue this afternoon so she doesn't need to watch the battle."
"You are the instructor, you have the final say, hehe." Lu Bufan responded with a smile.
Fu Chen immediately found it interesting and jokingly said: "It's true that people who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are dark. You and Xiaotian have been together for a long time and you have learned this trick. Please learn a little bit."
Long Xiaotian was devouring his meal when he heard the voice and stretched out his neck in dissatisfaction and whispered: "Well, what you said, instructor, when did I get better..."
After lunch, Fu Chen took Linglong and Chu Qingyue to find a remote corner.
She whispered, "Qingyue just relax, don't resist" and entered the Yuanling world with a wave of her hand.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Qingyue arrived at a strange place, recalling the scene when she first met Linglong.
Then I heard Fu Chen's calm voice explaining: "This is the Yuanling Realm, don't reveal it to others.
Just take Linglong to play here. When you're tired, just find a room to rest and don't let her get close to the lake in front.
Linglong, uncle has gone out first and will come to see you when he is done."
After finishing speaking, Fu Chen disappeared without waiting for their answer and left here.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, although the sun is slightly westward, it is also the hottest time of the day.
The entire small square had been exposed to the sun all day long, and the soldiers guarding the surrounding area had white sweat-stained powder on their clothes.
Lu Bufan stood in the middle of the ring and announced in a deep voice: "Good afternoon everyone, I will announce a reward before the game starts.
Since then, a total of thirty-three disciples from various sects have participated in the competition. Each of them has a marrow-cleansing pill. They can come to me to collect it after the competition.
The challenge begins now, and anyone who wants to challenge can go directly to the ring to challenge the top sixteen, and the winner will take over."
The voice shouted for a long time, but no one came onto the stage.
Lu Bufan said: “Since no one has come up to challenge, the next step is the ranking competition for the top ten.
The top four in each group will compete directly according to the rankings of Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. The loser can challenge the top ten, and the winner will directly replace the ranking. Now the competition between the four groups begins."
The next four groups went on stage to compete with each other, and the difference in strength between each group was not obvious.
The fighting scenes were exciting and exciting, drawing cheers and cheers from the disciples in the audience.
Fu Chen saw that the young man from the Yaowang Sect had a stern face throughout the whole process, and his moves were fierce but his bearing was extraordinary, and he quickly won the first round.
The battle on the ring was in full swing, and the disciples below the ring were waving flags and shouting.
Instead, Fu Chen relaxed his attention and sat quietly waiting for the results.
Because fighting at the same level consumes a lot of money, you have to cross your knees to recover your energy after one or two battles.
There was not much time for the actual battle. Time passed slowly, and two hours later the top ten rankings were released.
Ranked first is Dongfang Yan of Yaowang Sect, second is Song Qingyun of Wudang Sect, and third is Tenghu of Xingyi Sect.
The fourth place is Emei Sect Xu Zhiqing, the fifth place is Shushan Li Qinghou, and the sixth place is Shaolin Zhang Wenchang.
The seventh Bagua sect is Shang Yiming, the eighth is Baji sect Qiao Qing, the ninth is Longhu sect Luo Chengzhi, and the tenth is Taiji sect Yang Qiming.
Fu Chen was puzzled that the Hehuan Sect was not in the top ten. According to Wu Changchun's strength, there would not be a single disciple in the top ten.
After asking Chen Changming, I learned that no disciple from the Hehuan Sect has ever ranked among the top ten in all previous martial arts tournaments.
Fu Chen understood in his heart that Wu Changchun did this deliberately, so he said no more.
At the end of the martial arts competition, the top ten generals will represent Yanhuang and participate in the international martial arts competition one month later together with military representatives.
After Lu Bufan distributed the marrow-cleansing pills to each of the participating disciples, he asked the top ten to get their passports, informed them of the date and place of the meeting, and then left.
Fu Chen was also planning to find a place where no one was around to pick up Chu Qingyue and Linglong.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw Dongfang Yan walking towards him. He clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Fu Chen, on behalf of my father and Yaowang Sect, I apologize to you and thank you for your mercy in the past."
"Don't be too polite. There's not much of a misunderstanding in the first place. There's no need to be merciful. Dongfang Yan, you are very good. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
Fu Chen asked casually with a smile. He admired Dongfang Yan without hesitation, not just because of Dongfang Yan's strength ranking.
Mainly because Fu Chen could see that Dongfang Yan was an extremely confident young man with his own pride and persistence.
This person is truly the number one in the world, and he suddenly proposed that he be his teacher. This is something that many people dream of, so why does it suddenly fall on him?
Dongfang Yan was puzzled, surprised but respectful and said: "Mr. Fu Chen, I was born a disciple of the Yaowang Sect. It is inconvenient for me to change my sect and join someone else's sect."
Fu Chen showed a satisfied smile and explained patiently: "You worship me as your teacher. You don't need to leave the Yaowang Sect, and I won't let you do anything that would be disappointing to the sect. You can discuss it with the sect after you return and give me an answer."