On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

His jet-black hair was tied back in a practical bun, emphasizing his sharp features and piercing gaze.

His companion, slightly shorter but equally impressive, had a lean yet muscular frame. His sandy blond hair fell in disheveled waves, giving him a rugged and untamed look.

With intense eyes and a determined expression, they radiated an air of unwavering determination.

Opposite to them stood Team 6, the second pair of boys, who seemed to embody grace and elegance.

One had a slender frame, his lithe figure complemented by flowing silver hair that cascaded down his back like a waterfall.

Beside him, his partner possessed raven-black hair that was swept back, revealing a sharp and defined face. His eyes were a deep shade of amethyst.

As soon as Long Wei declared the commencement of the trial, both teams synchronized their movements and advanced towards the central area of the platform.

Their gaze remained unwavering, focused on the luminous object hovering in midair.

Radiating a brilliant glow, it exuded an alluring aura that captivated their attention.

Both teams swiftly converged towards the center, driven by a shared determination to get the object.

"Wind Grace!" One of the boys in team 6 used a moving technique and accelerated towards the center, his hair flowing behind him.

"No, you don't!" Seeing the boy from team 6 make his move, the boy with raven-black hair in team 32 quickly reacted.

"Azure Tide," the boy with raven-black hair, used his spiritual Qi and attacked the boy from team 6, causing a powerful force to push him back.

The fierce clash between the two teams had commenced, with each member using their distinct skills and abilities in an effort to gain the advantage in the battle.

BANG

The silver-haired boy and the jet-black-haired boy, both at the Qi Refinement 3 stage, clashed in a relentless exchange of punches.

Their fists met with a resounding impact, fueled by the flow of spiritual Qi coursing through their bodies, amplifying the force behind each strike.

The reverberations of their blows filled the air, yet neither of them managed to gain the advantage in this fiercely contested encounter.

Just as they were on the verge of launching another attack, both of them abruptly halted and swiftly retreated, taking several steps back.

Simultaneously, the once-green block unexpectedly transformed into a vibrant shade of red.

BOOOM

As if responding to their retreat, the block detonated with a resounding explosion, unleashing powerful shockwaves that reverberated throughout the vicinity.

Both the silver-haired boy and the jet-black-haired boy were caught off guard by the unexpected detonation and were thrown off their feet.

Lucky for them, they retreated in time to avoid the full impact of the explosion.

However, the force of the blast still managed to knock them down.

They quickly regained their footing and assessed the damage caused by the explosion.

But they couldn't, the moment they landed on another block, the same happened to that block; it turned red.

Neither of the boys had anticipated this turn of events.

They found themselves compelled to rely on their respective techniques, causing spiritual Qi to surge around their bodies as they maneuvered through the battlefield.

BOOM

The explosion caused unease not only to the main characters but also to their respective partners engaged in their own intense battles.

The blocks began rapidly turning red, signaling a growing danger.

Adding to the precarious situation, the detonated blocks left behind empty spaces on the stage, posing a risk of falling for anyone not cautious enough, considering the elevated nature of each block.

Both teams fiercely fought for approximately an hour, each striving to eliminate their opponents.

As the intense clash persisted, the platform suffered substantial destruction, with numerous blocks missing.

This deteriorated state of the stage made movement increasingly challenging for the participants.

Both teams faced difficulties as they stopped advancing due to one team blocking the other's way.

Wooshhh~~

The encounter was short-lived as the blond boy from team 6 swiftly executed a wind technique that brought his enemy's movements to an abrupt halt.

Seizing the advantage, the boy takes advantage of the opportunity by using his technique, 'Wind Grace,' channeling its power to enhance his speed.

Given their close proximity to the center, the boy dashed towards the radiant object with heightened swiftness.

"Damn it! Quick stop him!" The boy who was restricted shouted to his other teammate. But his teammate couldn't do anything as he was fighting the other guy's partner.

Just as the blonde boy was about to touch the glowing object, something shocking happened, taking the boy by surprise.

The glowing object suddenly moved away from the boy's reach, dodging his touch.

The boy couldn't react and stepped on a block that happened to turn red.

"Fuck!"

Booom

The boy couldn't react and fell, he slumped down the platform toward the heat and flames below.

"Team 6 loses."

Long Wei's voice resonated through the air, and in response, the member from team 6, wearing a dejected expression, vanished from the platform, acknowledging their defeat.

Team 32 vanished abruptly and then materialized in midair alongside the other participants.

"Next team!"

Long Wei explained that once the match concluded, the platform reverted to its original state, and the radiant ball returned to its central position within the arena.

The screens in the air started rotating again, choosing another team to fight in the next round.

Amidst this, the intense battles persisted, keeping the participants on edge as they eagerly awaited their turn.

Long Wei remained vigilant, his gaze fixed on the next team to be selected, observing the fierce competition unfold.

The atmosphere crackled with tension and anticipation as one team after another faced elimination, adding to the growing excitement in the air.

Chen Tian didn't watch the matches, finding them uninteresting and lacking any significant for him to watch. Instead, he resumed his conversation with Yin Yun.

As time passed, ten hours had elapsed since the first match began.

"Team 30 vs. Team 17"

"Hmph, let's bring this to a close," declared Zou Yang, stepping forward as it was his team's turn.

He directed his gaze towards his partner, Wang Hao, who responded with a nod of agreement. Together, they materialized on the platform, ready for the upcoming trial.

Meanwhile, the opposing team manifested themselves at the opposite end of the platform.

"Hm?" One of the opponents opened his eyes wider as he saw the opponent's face.

"Th-this..."

"What?" His partner looked at his teammate with a puzzled look.

Before he could inquire, his teammate gestured with his hand towards the opposing team.

Intrigued, he glanced up to see who their opponents were. The man's eyes widened in astonishment and disbelief.

"Cursed luck,"

the man muttered in frustration, fully aware that victory was now an unattainable goal.

Being a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, he was completely aware of the existence of Zou Yang.

While he grumbled about his misfortune, his teammate unexpectedly interjected, breaking the silence.

"Let's just give up."

"What! Why?"

"Are you an idiot? Don't you see who we are facing? There is no way of fighting that guy," the man said to his teammate in a scared tone.

"So what we should just give up?"

"Yes!" The man immediately nodded.

"I will give both of you a chance," Zou Yang's voice interrupted, capturing the attention of the arguing individuals.

He continued, "Before the match even starts, I suggest that both of you consider giving up."

His words hung in the air, momentarily silencing the heated argument. The two individuals locked eyes, uncertainty etched on their faces.

It was clear that Zou Yang's unexpected intervention had caught them off guard.

"Fuck what should we do!"

"We should just listen to him and give up"

"No" The man refused the offer of his partner, "We still have a chance" The man didn't't want to give up.

"But there is no way..."

"No," the man firmly declined his partner's offer, determined not to give up. "We still have a chance," he insisted, refusing to abandon hope.

"There is a chance, did you forget the purpose of this trial" The man told his teammate to remember the purpose of this trial.

A sudden realizing came to his teammate mind, "You mean..." He paused and looked at the glowing ball in the middle.

"Absolutely! If we can obtain this object, victory will be within our grasp. That's why we should devise a plan," the man proposed to his teammate.

"Considering my superior speed, I'll take on the task of capturing that item. Your role will be to unleash a relentless barrage of attacks on these two.

All I need is a mere two minutes, and we will secure the win," he explained to his teammate, outlining their strategy.

After contemplating for a brief moment, the man let out a sigh and nodded in determination.

He also doesn't want to lose, "I will try doing my best."

"Good"