Su Fan shook his head with a wry smile. If he had to fight twenty people, he could just pack up and leave. What was the point of fighting?
"Everyone, let's discuss how we should compete for the remaining spots," Su Fan said.
He could only shift their attention to the remaining spots, away from himself.
"There are twenty-four of us now, and ten spots left. What do you say?"
Everyone's attention turned to the remaining spots, and they eyed each other with vigilance, wary of surprise attacks.
"I think we can do this. Since a dozen or so people will be eliminated, to avoid unnecessary casualties, why don't we challenge each other? The challenged party cannot refuse. What do you think?" a sect disciple stepped forward and said.
"I agree with Senior Brother Qi Xiong's proposal."
"I have no objections either."
...
The sect disciples all indicated they had no objections.
A smile appeared on Qi Xiong's lips.
Apart from those taken away by Young Master Long, Qi Xiong had the highest prestige among the remaining sect disciples. Many people agreed with what he said.
Although Su Fan felt this method was somewhat unfair, it was better than a free-for-all, so he didn't speak out in opposition.
"Since no one objects, I'll go first."
Seeing this, Qi Xiong stepped forward, testing the waters.
"I don't have any enemies, so whoever wants to challenge me, come forward," Qi Xiong said, not challenging anyone himself but letting others challenge him.
He was very clever. In the beginning, everyone was cautious and wouldn't make a move easily without understanding the opponent's strength. Qi Xiong was exploiting this psychology. He might even secure a spot without a fight.
The crowd exchanged glances, looking at each other. No one stepped forward to challenge Qi Xiong.
"No one is coming to challenge me? If that's the case, then I get a spot?" Qi Xiong confirmed again. Seeing that no one was challenging him, he immediately laughed.
"In that case, let's continue. Who's next?"
Qi Xiong returned to the crowd and said.
Ye Xingyun, within the crowd, felt a stir in his heart. He also realized the problem. When there were still many spots left, people would automatically calculate the probabilities. The more spots left, the higher the probability, and the more relaxed people felt. As the spots dwindled, they would become more tense and desperate. Stepping forward now was the easiest way to pick up a bargain.
Understanding this, Ye Xingyun immediately stepped forward and chose to stand out.
"Is anyone going to challenge me?" Ye Xingyun asked softly as he walked out of the crowd.
The remaining sect disciples were not familiar with Ye Xingyun, so they watched and waited, not immediately challenging him.
A smile flickered across Ye Xingyun's lips.
As he had guessed, it was easy to pick up bargains at the beginning.
"I will!"
A voice made Ye Xingyun's expression change.
How could he have forgotten he was still here!
The speaker was naturally Su Fan. How could he miss an opportunity to teach Ye Xingyun a lesson?
Ye Xingyun's expression was as if he had eaten feces, but he couldn't refuse.
The surrounding people were very interested. This was the first challenge, and they wanted to carefully observe the strength of both individuals before deciding who to challenge later.
"Can you run away this time?" Su Fan said with a smile to Ye Xingyun.
"Su Fan, can't our grievances end here? We don't have a life-or-death feud, do we?" Ye Xingyun was intimidated. He was somewhat afraid of fighting Su Fan.
"Indeed, we don't have a life-or-death feud. So, why did you try to kill me last time?" Su Fan looked at Ye Xingyun with a cold smile.
Did he think he could just end it with one sentence? He had to teach him a lesson to vent his anger.
Su Fan suddenly erupted, and thick fog covered most of the mountaintop, engulfing Ye Xingyun and himself.
The surrounding people were instantly baffled. How were they supposed to watch this?
After being enveloped by the thick fog, Ye Xingyun immediately tensed up, cautiously scanning his surroundings to prevent Su Fan from launching a surprise attack.
Su Fan suddenly appeared from his side and threw a punch at him.
Ye Xingyun hurriedly met the punch with his own.
As their fists collided, Ye Xingyun felt his arm was about to break. He stumbled back three steps.
This time, Su Fan didn't even use his Illusory Spirit ability.
Previously, Su Fan needed his Illusory Spirit ability to defeat Ye Xingyun. Now, he had repelled him with pure physical strength alone. It was clear that Su Fan's strength had improved significantly.
Ye Xingyun also felt a sense of shock. Su Fan's strength had improved again.
Su Fan gave Ye Xingyun no chance to recover. He pressed forward and used his Illusory Spirit ability to punch Ye Xingyun in the chest again.
Under Su Fan's double attack, Ye Xingyun was instantly sent flying, soaring out of the thick fog.
He landed on the ground, spitting up large amounts of blood.
Su Fan waved his hand, and the thick fog dissipated.
The surrounding people looked at Ye Xingyun, then at Su Fan.
Had it only been a few seconds? It was over so quickly?
The key was that they still didn't know what had happened in the fog.
This made it difficult for them to make a decision.
"I want to challenge him," a sect disciple stepped forward and pointed at Ye Xingyun.
This challenge match proposed by Qi Xiong had no rules. It didn't say that a defeated contestant couldn't be challenged, nor did it say that losing meant being completely disqualified from the competition for spots.
Don't forget, the real rule was that the competition would end when only twenty people remained on the mountain. As long as a person hadn't left the mountain, they still had a chance.
Strike while the iron is hot, take down a non-threatening opponent first. Fewer people meant fewer competitors.
Ye Xingyun looked at the challenger and thought, "You're even more shameless than I am."
"I forfeit!"
Ye Xingyun knew that he no longer had the strength to compete for a spot and decisively chose to forfeit.
As soon as he spoke, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the sky. After landing, he flew Ye Xingyun down the mountain.
It seemed that the entire competition was being monitored. Their actions did not escape the eyes of the powerful figures.
"Does anyone else want to challenge?" Su Fan had just warmed up and wasn't satisfied yet. He didn't want to leave, so he looked around and asked the crowd.
The surrounding people hesitated. Su Fan had just defeated someone. Although they didn't know what kind of fight had occurred between them, Su Fan had defeated Ye Xingyun in just a few seconds, so his strength was definitely not weak. Therefore, they had no intention of challenging Su Fan.
Moreover, Su Fan's abilities were very tricky. He could directly block your vision. How could you fight that?
Seeing that no one challenged him, Su Fan returned to his seat somewhat disappointed.
"Awesome!" Su Bei gave Su Fan a thumbs-up.
"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key," Su Fan waved his hand.
"By the way, what about you?" Su Fan looked at Su Bei. Su Bei's strength was similar to Ye Xingyun's. Overall, it was decent, but compared to the sect disciples present, it was probably not enough.
"What can I do? I'll wait and see. What if others don't challenge me out of respect for you? Wouldn't I be benefiting from your influence and getting it for free?" Su Bei said with a smile.
He had decided to go with the flow. Since Su Fan was here and had already secured a spot for the Su family, it didn't matter whether he got one or not.
This competition was said to be for the spots of the ancient inheritance, but in reality, more families wanted to use this opportunity to prove their strength. Now that the Su family had proven themselves, whether he could get a spot was no longer important.