Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1505 - 1451: Tournament

Bright Moon Manor, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, like a silver veil covering the entire estate, filled with a mysterious and hazy aura. Over the past two days, the whole manor has been engulfed in intense spiritual energy fluctuations.

In the backyard, on a smooth rock, a black-haired, black-eyed boy sits cross-legged with eyes closed, surrounded by a torrent of spiritual energy so dense that it forms a thin white mist, circling outside his body.

The spiritual energy content of three Heavenly Crystals is like a fierce tide, wave after wave pouring into the Dantian, converging towards the spiritual energy absorption like a river flowing into a great river, frantically absorbed by the spiritual energy absorption. As this frenzied absorption continues, the already dense spiritual energy absorption becomes even thicker, and a sound of flowing water echoes within, as the massive and refined spiritual energy continuously infuses, the spiritual energy absorption solidifying further, like a swirling 'stream' gathering in the Dantian.

Until the last trace of spiritual energy in the Heavenly Crystals is drained, the three hovering Heavenly Crystals before him dim completely, followed by a faint cracking sound as streaks of cracks spread across the surface, ultimately crumbling into a cloud of dust and dispersing in the wind. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Subsequently, Lin Mo, who had originally closed his eyes, slowly opened them, his black eyes resembling stars filled with deep doubt, almost having absorbed all the spiritual energy from the three Heavenly Crystals.

Within the Dantian, the spiritual energy absorption, like the flow of water, faintly echoes with the sound of water, signifying the spiritual energy has reached an extremely dense state, yet even so, there's no sign of forming a Golden Core.

"Should I really try using the Bursting Spirit Talisman?"

Lin Mo sighed lightly, the Bursting Spirit Talisman is a talisman that gathers and compresses spiritual energy, storing it, and at a critical moment, can deliver a fatal blow to an enemy. No one has ever tried using the Bursting Spirit Talisman to gather and compress the spiritual energy within their body, because generally, when spiritual energy reaches a highly dense state, it automatically condenses into a Golden Core, using a Bursting Spirit Talisman to form a Golden Core is

undoubtedly dangerous.

"Better wait, the arena competition starts tomorrow, after it ends, let's find a way to form the Golden Core!" Lin Mo shook his head, putting back the already taken-out Bursting Spirit Talisman into the Space Ring.

The next day, the most important and lively arena competition of the Seven Sects began. The total number of disciples eligible to participate exceeded thirty thousand, with such a large number, it was impossible to compete one by one, so the first stage was the qualification battle, where every three hundred people were placed in

an arena for a melee, and only the one standing at the end could qualify to participate in the subsequent arena competition.

Choosing one out of three hundred for the arena competition, these rules are indeed extremely cruel. Especially since disciples from the second and third year will participate in this arena competition hence... New disciples like Lin Mo mostly serve as a foil, except for top-tier novices like Lin Mo and Lord Tao, most others

would have no chance of qualifying.

Each disciple's Identity Token is inscribed with a number, reaching the designated location according to their number; as soon as the number is complete, the qualification challenge can begin immediately.

"No. 922, Cornelian Peak." Lin Mo looked at the information on his Identity Token, confirming the location, then tidied himself up and flew towards Cornelian Peak, the sky filled with several whooshing sounds, carrying fierce auras, flying in the direction of Cornelian Peak.

Apparently, these figures should all be cultivators heading to Cornelian Peak for the qualification battle, with some not lacking in powerful auras.

Only, this trial competition will proceed simultaneously, determining the arena competition's qualification and quota within three days, hence not many come to pay attention. Upon arriving at Cornelian Peak, thousands of figures were already densely packed, standing or sitting cross-legged, some with eager eyes, others resting with eyes closed, scattered across the entire peak, while the flat top of the peak had ten arenas with a diameter of tens of kilometers, evidently

prepared for the melee later on.

As Lin Mo arrived at Cornelian Peak, thousands of Divine Thoughts instantly shot towards him, yet these Divine Thoughts held no malice, merely probing his aura.

"Damned, how did this freak end up in our group, it's over!" Many cultivators who saw Lin Mo arrive showed odd expressions, amongst them, those teamed up with Lin Mo for the melee wore looks of despair, after all, Lin Mo is now a hotshot genius of the Seven Sects, having demonstrated Lin Yue's strength in the Prison Realm.

Being paired with him for a melee, the result is evident.

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Mo landed on a rock, calmly gazing ahead, suddenly, a butterfly-like graceful figure landed beside him, turning his head, only to see an elegant figure standing beside him.

"Senior Sister Liu..." Lin Mo saw this figure, his once calm face finally broke into a smile.

Liu Yiyi gently pursed her lips, smiling gracefully, "I heard during the Prison Realm Trial, even Duanmu Jinglin was suppressed by you, now you're the most renowned genius in our Seven Sects."

"Senior Sister Liu, stop teasing me." Lin Mo chuckled helplessly.

"Hehe, showing a bit of strength appropriately might earn you special attention from the Seven Sects' upper echelons, that way Mu Tianlong won't dare give you trouble anymore." Liu Yiyi lightly covered her lips with her delicate hand, spoken blandly.

Lin Mo nodded, smiling: "By the way, Senior Sister Liu, what's your number on your Identity Token?"

"No. 1700, not with you." Liu Yiyi responded blandly.

Lin Mo was truly afraid of facing Liu Yiyi, as it would inevitably be a bit awkward.

As the two chatted, a streak of flowing light flew over from a distance, carrying a rushing wind sound, descending upon Cornelian Peak, a figure in a fluttering white robe with white hair and a powerful suppression emanating.

Many gazes fell upon the white-robed elder, showing a hint of awe, Lin Mo too set his gaze upon the elder, somewhat surprised, for the old man was familiar, precisely the elder who watched over the Treasure Pavilion. "I'll be hosting the arena competition on Cornelian Peak, as you can see, there are ten arenas on the mountain, each arena will have three hundred disciples engaging in a melee, I will oversee and absolutely prohibit the use of Hidden Weapons, Poison, and vile means, no killing of fellow disciples, if I discover anyone, they will be directly expelled from the Seven Sects." The elder did not waste words, directly introducing the rules, his robust voice echoed across the mountain.

"Now, enter the arena according to your Identity Token number in sequence!"

The elder's voice sounded again, then one by one streaks of flowing light began flying towards the arenas constructed on the mountain top.

"Wishing you good results, Senior Sister Liu." Lin Mo smiled at Liu Yiyi, slightly bowing. "Thank you." Liu Yiyi gave a gentle smile, her light figure flew towards an arena like a kite.