Chapter 327: Chapter 217: The Battle Unfolds, Clashing Geniuses, the Path to Fame! (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_2
This jade token had been a symbol of genius, and afterwards, every time one battled and killed a phantom of a Mutant Beast, it would record points. The stronger the Mutant Beast, the more points would be earned.
A month later.
The top one thousand geniuses could officially join the Sect.
"The Battle of a Hundred Dynasties, truly ruthless."
Jiang Shu lowered his gaze, *the battlefield of a hundred dynasties was composed of an Illusion Realm, and the phantoms of Mutant Beasts within, naturally under the control of a Great Array, had been sent one by one at every genius.*
The first batch of Mutant Beasts only delivered the jade tokens and explained the rules of the grand battle.
The main event had been far from over.
Points could be earned not only by slaying Mutant Beasts, but also by taking down geniuses and plundering their jade tokens!
"In the beginning, everyone would definitely be hunting Mutant Beasts, accumulating points, seeking possible opportunities, but the later it went, the fewer Mutant Beasts there would be, and for a higher ranking, bloodbaths would break out one after another!"
"Just the Da Jing Dynasty, a medium-level dynasty, had twenty genius spots. Higher-level and top-level dynasties would have even more."
"Three hundred dynasties with geniuses competing, a simple calculation, that would be over five thousand people."
*Jiang Shu murmured inwardly, gripping his jade token tightly, as deep, wild roars rumbled across the earth, revealing a powerful, violent aura.*
The true tide of Mutant Beasts had arrived!
...
The Da Jing Dynasty.
Ten days had passed since the opening of the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties.
But the Son of Heaven and numerous elders from noble and distinguished families had still stood in place, waiting.
Before them, the phantom of a giant stone stele had appeared at the foot of a mountain that pierced the clouds.
Line after line of points rapidly flashed by.
Ranking first on the board, seventy-two.
Ranking second on the board, fifty.
Ranking third on the board, forty-eight.
...
Ranking one thousandth on the board, thirty.
"A single Mutant Beast phantom awarded only one point. Even the ones at Peak Level only gave three. That meant, in just three short days, the genius in first place already fought and killed more than seventy ordinary Sixth Rank Mutant Beast phantoms?"
One distinguished noble couldn’t help but blurt out, his voice full of shock. *This noble had once been a genius himself, and though he hadn’t officially participated in the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties, he knew the news of the battlefield like the back of his hand.*
*You had to know, the Mutant Beast phantoms in the battlefield were created by the True Martial Sect’s Array. Aside from lacking intelligence, their power basically matched that of ordinary Sixth Rank Mutant Beasts.*
Besides, on the battlefield, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi was thin.
*The power of geniuses would be weakened by who knew how much. Under such circumstances, to still have seventy-two points and lead so far ahead—this genius must have come from a top-level dynasty, and his strength must have reached the Peak of the Detachment Realm.*
"I just wondered, among these thousand geniuses, how many are from our Da Jing?"
An elder from a noble family on the side also couldn’t help but speak up.
*The Battle of a Hundred Dynasties concerned not just the fortune of a dynasty for ten, but even a hundred years. At moments like these, no matter how great the contradictions among the court, the nobles, or the clans, they all had to put them aside.*
After all, every side hoped for more geniuses from Da Jing to emerge and enter the True Martial Sect.
"The first one to rush out was the eldest son of the Marquis of Guanyun’s family, Yun Yang. Let alone making the top thousand—breaking into the top five hundred is as good as set in stone!"
"So being first out means being first in rank? Wasn’t it the Seventh Prince who said the first one out was Jiang Shu, a genius of common birth? If the Seventh Prince knew, he was second. If Yun Yang could break into the top five hundred, then Jiang Genius and the Seventh Prince could both be top three hundred!"
"If you follow what you’re saying, being first out must mean first in combat strength. Who knows if that was because of some Treasure? In the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties, if you have a Treasure, someone else might have a better one. If you don’t have the real strength, even a Treasure won’t get you far."
"Argue less. For us Da Jing folk, the more geniuses the better. I’d be thrilled if all our twenty geniuses made it into the True Martial Sect."
"That’s tough. Top-level dynasties get fifty spots, advanced dynasties get thirty or forty. This time, there were three hundred dynasties and over five thousand geniuses in the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties. Breaking into the top thousand is one out of five—saying all twenty is foolish. If even five of ours make it, that’s Heaven’s blessing for Da Jing this time!"
Several elders from noble families discussed with excited voices, sighing as they spoke.
The names on the giant stele would only be fully revealed at the final moment.
Only three days had passed—not even they, nor the True Martial Sect elders, if they didn’t check one by one, would know the truth within.
All they could do was wait here with the Son of Heaven for a month until the final names were confirmed.
Time wore on, and officials, nobles, and families from every dynasty grew increasingly impatient.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield of a hundred dynasties, geniuses had already begun to fall, their blood spilled on the field.
"Boom!"
Thirty-six plates of Scale Armor sent out a terrifying aura. Jiang Shu struck with one palm, and the Primordial Power within his three hundred and sixty-five acupoints surged, a dragon-shaped giant claw thrusting out from the clouds and smashing down on a genius from the Juguang Dynasty, an advanced dynasty.
This had been the toughest battle he had encountered in half a month.
The beast tide was never-ending, and the space geniuses could explore kept shrinking.
Every genius had been forced toward the center; the weak would either huddle in corners or be directly wiped out by Mutant Beasts, becoming nameless bones.
Some, even worse, had been hunted by more powerful geniuses, and the points painstakingly earned over half a month were all taken by others.
"Your strength was not bad; you must not be unknown. Coming to the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties, I recognized almost every genius from top and advanced dynasties. Only you did not match up. I suppose you come from a middle or even low-level dynasty."
"If you were to stumble upon an opportunity or two, maybe you truly could break into the top thousand and officially join the True Martial Sect. It’s a pity for you to meet me—Chu Guang!"
"Killing you means another spot for our dynasty to join the Sect!"
Chu Guang hovered in the Void, his hands forming seals, as a terrifying mountain appeared out of thin air.
Supreme martial art, Meteor Mountain Seal!
As someone from an advanced dynasty, he knew well that the points from the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties could be exchanged for all kinds of rewards after joining the Sect.
For example, the chance to attend lectures within the Sect.
Or, say, a month’s reduction in menial work.
*These points would be extremely hard to earn after entering the Sect.*
But on this battlefield, killing a Mutant Beast phantom meant one point; killing a genius meant ten or more!
If the one in front of him had survived half a month, his points must have already exceeded a hundred!
Once slain, his own points would jump to four or five hundred. Then, he could break into the top hundred for sure!
"Noisy!"
In Jiang Shu’s quiet murmur, Heavenly Gang Dragon Capturing Hand and Meteor Mountain Seal crashed together.
The dragon-shaped giant claw, invincible in the past, and the Meteor Mountain Seal, both shattered, crazed Primordial Power exploding in all directions.
Mountains cracked and rocks shattered, the ground splitting open.
The air collapsed in a burst of sound.
Primordial Power surged violently through the area, reaching a terrifying degree. Any genius from a low-level dynasty caught in it would be doomed.
"As the saying goes, heroes forge friendships through battle, and your power and mine are matched. Why not sit and talk, each putting swords away?"
The battlefield’s thin Yuan Qi, after Chu Guang exchanged blows with Jiang Shu for a quarter of an hour and failed to win even with a supreme martial art, made him decide to pull out his killing blow.
His tone brimmed with sincerity.
He slowly descended, and as the Primordial Power and spiritual power around him dissipated, the Treasure dagger behind him slipped quietly into the Void.
This move had killed a genius from an advanced dynasty before.
This battle would be no different!
However, just as Chu Guang stepped onto the ground, thinking victory was assured, the corners of his lips curling in a smirk,
Jiang Shu suddenly shot backward, opening a ten-zhang gap, his feet using Concealing Steps to dodge the deadly strike at a speed beyond compare.
At the same time, the Bloodfall Hidden Flood Dragon Saber was summoned from his Storage Bag, hovering in midair.
The Treasure Pattern on the blade was instantly activated, unleashing an unparalleled, fierce aura that spread violently.
In the Void, blood poured like a waterfall from the heavens, and within it faintly sounded a dragon’s roar.
A blood flood dragon, more than ten zhang long and formed of Primordial and spiritual power, surged with a power that stirred the soul, bursting forth from the bloody cascade.
Jiang Shu’s Primordial Power whirled explosively. On the fifteenth day since entering the Battle of a Hundred Dynasties, he had unleashed his first trump card!
*The path of ultimate sincerity can foresee what is to come.*
*All assassination attempts, what use are they to me!*
*Kill! Kill! Kill!*