What slightly annoyed Ye Luo was that in this selection, he couldn’t choose the Sect.

Instead, all disciples were competing together; it should be said this was a Sea selection!

To eliminate those who were just making up numbers!

After all, even the Great Sects have their own rules, and even if they lack disciples, they would rather have fewer but better ones.

With this mindset, these major powers organized an interconnected disciple recruitment, with multiple selection processes in the competition.

This competition was scheduled to take place in the afternoon, based on the number of applicants, opponents were randomly selected, and a single round determined the winner! This was the Sea selection.

In other words, half of the contestants were to be eliminated!

Of course, those who were eliminated also had a chance; after all, what if a strong competitor faced an average opponent?

To ensure fairness, the losers’ group still had another chance to compete!

People from the South Territory dislike complexity, so the competition rules weren’t too intricate. Essentially, once a victory was determined, the winner could definitely advance.

Moreover, during the competition, if any talent was favored by a power, they could directly recruit them.

After Ye Luo drew a number card, he sat cross-legged aside and began to meditate.

It wasn’t that he intended to enhance his strength, but rather that there was nothing else to do.

Previously, when Nuonuo was around, they would chat together, but now, he was truly bored.

After all, these young people were not his match; the strongest among them just reached the first level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, which didn’t interest him at all.

He contemplated whether to meet Feng’s Xiner directly, which could save some time.

But thinking it over, he decided against it because the Wind Cloud Sect was quite large, and Feng’s Xiner had just become the Sect Master recently. Within the Sect, there must still be forces opposing her, so going there recklessly could place both of them in danger.

With a sigh, he concluded that he would have to proceed via the official route.

In the afternoon, the Sea selection began.

The scene immediately turned chaotic, and disciples who drew lots sought their places independently. No matter the means, if one emerged victorious at the end, that was the result.

Soon, Ye Luo arrived at the corner of the square and raised a red sign. Just as quickly, a burly man walked towards him.

Upon seeing that their cards were of the same color and design, Ye Luo knew this man was his opponent.

"Kid, kneel and kowtow to me a few times, and maybe I’ll spare your life!" The burly man looked at Ye Luo arrogantly.

"Idiot!" Ye Luo softly uttered a few words!

A guy at the seventh level of the Earth Martial Realm, yet so full of himself!

"Looking for death!" Unexpectedly, the burly man became furious.

He threw a punch, but Ye Luo paid him no mind, instead looking around, while his Divine Sense spread out.

There were no chaotic Law Strengths here, so Divine Sense was uninfluenced.

With a slight probe, he discovered several instances of Divine Sense roaming the square, but clearly, they were focused on a few talented disciples!

These few disciples had already reached the Heavenly Martial Realm; evidently, several Sects had an eye on them.

Fortunately, he wasn’t noticed during this Sea selection, which was convenient!

In actuality, there were as many as several thousand disciples in this Sea selection, making it impossible for even experts to focus on everyone.

Bang!

The dull sound of a punch landing on Ye Luo.

This punch could smash even a pile of boulders to dust!

But hitting Ye Luo only made his body sway slightly.

"Is this your strength? Too weak!"

The burly man widened his eyes, looking at Ye Luo as if he were a ghost.

Is he even human? Even those with the Sect Master’s level of cultivation didn’t have a body as tough as his!

"Well, let me give you a punch then!"

With that, Ye Luo’s punch, like lightning, struck out.

Another dull sound, crack! The burly man’s body shattered like porcelain.

Even his Divine Soul couldn’t escape.

Ye Luo’s current power was extremely formidable; his physical strength was comparable to the second level of the Heavenly Martial Realm!

It’s not just a comparison to a cultivator’s physique at this realm, but his physical strength rivaling a full-force mana blow from a cultivator at this level!

Against an Earth Martial Realm’s seventh-level cultivator, Ye Luo crushing him was as simple as squashing an ant.

After dealing with this opponent and taking his card, Ye Luo didn’t rush to report.

After all, being too high profile might attract unwanted attention.

He wasn’t sure if the Dragon Clan had come, and there were instances where he had used a Mecha to escape, and someone might recognize him.

After another hour, many had gone to submit their cards, only then did he follow at the end of the line.

As expected, no one noticed him.

Following this, a few more matches took place, and when the number of people dwindled to two hundred, it was finally the turn for the losers’ group to compete.

Ye Luo sat aside; today’s matches were over.

Tomorrow, it’s still the losers’ group; they’ll select the last hundred.

Afterward, it will be the struggle among these two hundred!

This struggle process was quite brutal, adopting a melee format.

In fact, the Sixth Region’s contests were fond of this method—convenient, ruthless, and a real test of a disciple’s overall strength!

What is strength? It’s not just about realm!

For instance, in a dangerous encounter, if a cultivator of a Heavenly Martial Realm and an Earth Martial Realm survives, the Earth Martial Realm can be considered strong!

Furthermore, luck is also part of strength!

These young people’s competitions couldn’t catch Ye Luo’s interest, so he began to close his eyes and rest, starting to internally observe the state of the Divine Kingdom.

The condition of the base was a bit dire; it could only maintain basic operations, with construction or production halted.

Without instructions from scientists, further actions were impossible!

In other words, the Zhongzhou Empire had strict requirements for the base’s development.

Only with scientists’ authorization could development proceed; robots didn’t have this authority.

Outside the base, the Fire Turkey rode the Skysoar Beast, having a great time with a few Mechas.

These guys casually threw around curses, rendering Ye Luo speechless.

At that moment, suddenly someone stopped in front of him, pulling his Divine Sense back from the Divine Kingdom.

Opening his eyes, he saw a handsome young man, approximately the same age as Ye Luo, whose strength couldn’t be detected.

It’s not that Ye Luo’s Divine Sense wasn’t sufficient, but this person was also a Body Cultivator, having just broken into the Earth Martial Realm.

To determine a Body Cultivator’s true strength, observation during actual combat was necessary.

However, Ye Luo didn’t know him; why was he standing there?