It had to be said that today's Cyan Silk Sword Technique had broadened his horizons. Hui Santong had tried his best to avoid it, but in the end, he had been defeated by the Cyan Silk Sword.
However, there had been something strange about this battle. Hui Santong had been too weak, just like how Lan Si had been when he had faced Winged Mavis.
The next opponent was Skinny Bro, one of the Cyan Twin Heroes. The moment he stepped onto the stage, he started shouting and yelling, echoing the fatty who had already been defeated. His opponent was also from the Sixth Mainland, and it was Prince Chang Bai, who had fought against Lu Yin before.
Prince Chang Bai had an expression of disgust. He was old acquaintances with the Cyan Twin Heroes, and they were both from the Secret Progenitor Realm's Fan Domain. However, one was from the Cyan Realm, while the other was from the Baihong Realm.
He had always looked down on the Cyan Twin Heroes, but it was only during the Sovereign Tournament that he realized that these two were so powerful that they seemed to be cheats.
On the second level, Hui Santong looked at Xiaoqing on the first level with an unwilling expression. He had not been defeated by that sword technique, but by something else. That woman was not simple.
Xiaoqing seemed to sense something, and she looked at Hui Santong with a smile.
Hui Santong shifted his gaze to the battle between Prince Chang Bai and Skinny.
In this battle, Prince Chang Bai had used everything he could, including innate gifts, imprints, battle techniques, and secret techniques, but he had still lost to Skinny in the end.
Skinny's defense was unexpectedly strong, and the battle technique in his palm had easily disintegrated Prince Chang Bai's innate gifts and battle techniques.
The fatty had similar strength, but unfortunately, he had met Wu Taibai.
Prince Chang Bai had been punched in the face by Skinny, and he had been defeated sullenly.
It seemed that in every single round, the final match would be a heavyweight.
In the previous round, the final match had been between Xiao Bai and Yao Xuan. Although it had ended quickly, Yao Xuan's strength had been revealed.
In this round, the final match was between Toolwielder and Wang Yi.
Toolwielder was the top descendant of the Sixth Mainland's War Martial Realm's smithing family. He was also a Realmling, and he looked down on his peers.
Lu Yin's greatest impression of him was that he liked Wendy Yushan.
Originally, Toolwielder's reputation had been at the forefront of the Sixth Mainland's Realmlings. Unfortunately, ever since the Toolwielder's ancestor had died, the blacksmithing family had declined, and Toolwielder had gradually faded from the public eye. Even so, he was still a Realmling.
Looking at Wang Yi across from him, the Weapon Wielder clenched his fists. Yao Gu's miserable scene was still fresh in his mind. He had also rushed over from the northern mountain peak and was not far from Wang Yi.
Even he couldn't see this person's attack clearly.
This battle bodes ill rather than well.
Wang Yi's gaze was unfocused. It was as if he was facing Li Zimo. He just stood there and did not make a move.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Soon after, the Weapon Wielder took action, his imprint appearing. It was no longer the Weapon Wielder, but rather the World Imprinter, as well as the only ninth level weapon refiner in the forging family. A martial imprint appeared. He raised his hand, the side of his palm hacking out towards Wang Yi. In an instant, heaven and earth were split apart, as if the starry sky was going to be cut apart.
He had not been able to see Wang Yi attack Yao Gu, so he knew that he only had one chance to attack. If he missed it, his fate would not be much better than Yao Gu's.
If even the Void Thunderbeast could not avoid this attack, then there was no need to mention him.
The single palm that could split apart heaven and earth landed on the first, second, and third faults. Many people's weapons trembled as if they were responding to the Weapon Wielder.
Wendy Yushan looked at the first fault. Back in the Daosource Sect's ruins, she had felt the same way when she had faced the Weapon Wielder for the first time. The Weapon Wielder had used her sword to kill an enemy, and she would never forget that scene for the rest of her life.
At this moment, the Weapon Wielder's control over his weapon was astonishing.
Across from him, Wang Yi's eyes regained their vigor as he watched the Weapon Wielder tear apart the void. He lightly tapped his foot and instantly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind the Weapon Wielder. The Weapon Wielder's movements stopped, and his body crashed to the ground. He had been defeated.
In the distance, Lu Yin's eyes narrowed. That speed had surpassed anyone he had ever seen, and it left him speechless. The attack's power was also abnormally terrifying. That was a battle technique that had imitated something with a palm, and it had directly severed the Weapon Wielder's meridians.
From the moment the Weapon Wielder had made his move, Lu Yin had been watching Wang Yi. He had even used the Aeon Evolution True Scripture to be able to see clearly. In the entire Sovereign Tournament, there were probably no more than ten people who could clearly see Wang Yi's moves.
This person was quite terrifying.
On the other side, Wu Taibai stared at Wang Yi in shock.
Shang Qing's eyes narrowed, and he became much more serious.
Up until now, aside from Shang Qing, who was publicly recognized as an unbeatable Sovereign, there were only a few people who could truly shock everyone: Lu Yin's strength, Yao Xuan's spiritual force, Jiu Hao's star energy control, and Wang Yi's attack speed.
This person made everyone wary.
The second round of the one-on-one matches ended, and a loud boom rang out, attracting everyone's attention.
At the top of Mount Supreme, a giant statue that was tens of thousands of meters tall suddenly rose up. It had no face, and its facial features were not sculpted. The statue was in the shape of a single hand suppressing all living beings, with one hand pressing down and the other behind its back. It was an invincible posture.
Beside the statue's feet, ten stairways extended down to the bottom of Mount Supreme. That position was second only to the peak, and one could use the stairways to ascend.
The ten stairways represented ten people, and only ten people could use the stairways to ascend to the top of Mount Supreme. Those ten people were the top ten of the Sovereign Tournament.
As for the statue without features, it was left for the Sole Sovereign. Whoever was the strongest would have the statue's appearance, standing above all living beings and invincible in the universe.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the incomparably large statue with burning gazes.
How many chances did a person have to stand at the peak and become the Sole Sovereign? The entire universe could see it.
At this moment, even Shang Qing was somewhat hot-blooded. It wouldn't be long before that statue took on his appearance.
Following the statue's appearance, a new wave of bets appeared in the universe. Everyone was guessing who the Sole Sovereign was and who the top ten would be.
At the foot of Mount Supreme, Yao Gu came to his senses and looked up. The statue was very far away from him.
On the third layer, Ce Jiu was helpless. He was the dignified successor of the Seven Courts' Ce Family. He possessed the best resources and comprehended secret arts, but in the end, he didn't even have the chance to touch the statue.
Ku Lei gritted his teeth. No matter how hard he tried, he was still getting further and further away from that position.
The tearful woman was very calm. As the second choice, her defeat would easily cause some people to criticize her. However, a defeat was a defeat, and there was nothing she could say.
On the second layer, Xia Luo's expression was calm. He was also guessing who the statue would take on.
Mira's gaze was complicated. Arbiter Wen hoped to enter the top ten.
Nong Zaitian's mouth was wide open as he stared blankly at the statue. How great would it be if it was him? He would bring glory to his ancestors!
That damned woman from the fifth continent.
Ling Que's gaze was filled with extreme envy. If the statue was him, there would be no need to hire a support group. Countless beauties would join them. What a beautiful scene that would be!
Sleeping Prince was sleeping.
There were fifty people on the first layer, and there were five more people to decide who would ascend to the bottom of the stairway and fight for the top ten spots.
The solution had already appeared, and that was the third round of the competition. There would be ten three-person battles. In the competition, strength was one aspect, and luck was another.
Luck was illusory and seemingly formless, but it was very important.
Lu Yin remembered that someone had once told him that if he could enter the top ten of the Supremes, then whether or not he would be able to obtain any other opportunities would depend on luck.
Luck was one of the criteria for the Supremes' trials.
Lu Yin was very curious as to what kind of opportunities would make luck so important.
Of the remaining fifty people on the first layer, some had better luck, and some were even Limiteers, which was especially eye-catching.
Si Gui was a Limiteer, and he had come from a small island in the Cosmic Sea. He was very diligent in his cultivation, and his luck was especially good. In the extreme environment of the Cosmic Sea, even the cultivation sect he had joined had been destroyed. He had survived and then arrived in the Innerverse.
When the Supremes' Tournament started, he had joined in the fun and signed up. Actually, with his strength, he was considered outstanding among his peers. If not for the start of the Supremes' Tournament, he had planned to challenge an expert near the bottom of the Top 100 Rankings.
He had thought that with his strength, he would be able to make a name for himself in the Supremes' Tournament, but when the competition started, he was stunned. What kind of freak was this? There were as many Explorers as there were dogs, and Cruisers were everywhere. Hunters were everywhere, and there were even Enlighters flying around.
At that moment, Si Gui felt like he had made a mistake by participating in the competition, especially when he saw an archer from the Sixth Mainland fly over his head. That miserable scene had left him with a shadow in his heart. He had originally planned to withdraw from the competition, but the Pass Master called Lu Yin did not stop him. Many people had already passed, and Si Gui had given it a try.
He had been planning to withdraw from the competition, but who would have thought that he would make it all the way to the first layer? He was a Limiteer, a Limiteer!
Even if he could not see them, Si Gui could still feel countless gazes focused on him. There was envy, jealousy, and all sorts of other emotions.
Actually, he was under a lot of pressure, as he was surrounded by monsters.
After a day of rest, the third round of the Supremes' Tournament began.
Si Gui's eyes flashed, and he appeared in a distant arena. There was a young man in front of him, and his eyes were timid. He looked like an easy target to bully. Although he did not know how this person had gotten here, Si Gui felt that he had a good chance of winning.
"H-Hello," the young man said.
Si Gui smiled. He was still a stutterer, which made him even easier to deal with.
However, another figure appeared and sent him into the abyss. Three-three- a three-person battle royale?
There were fifty people in the competition, with ten three-person battles and ten one-on-one battles. Si Gui had never thought that he would be so unlucky as to be one of the participants in the three-person battle royale. His opponent was not just that timid fellow.
Burp!
There was a drunken burp, and Si Gui was completely dumbfounded. One of the Innerverse's Ten Arbiters, Drunkard? How could he deal with such a freak?
He was just a Limiteer, so didn't he know what was going on?
Asking him to compete with Drunkard was a joke.
On the other side, the little stutterer was also dumbfounded. "S-S-Drunkard?"
The first round was a three-person battle royale: the little stutterer, Si Gui, and Drunkard.