Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 317 - 316 Arena

Zhou Bai and his group passed through the long corridor and appeared before them was an incredibly vast underground plaza.

Surrounding the plaza were dense rows of spectator seats, which were already filled with tens of thousands of audience members, and bursts of noise kept echoing around.

Zhou Bai looked to his side and could see, over a hundred meters away in other passageways, three other teams emerging.

Zhao Shouyi transmitted to everyone, "Those in white combat suits are from Jijian Pavilion’s West Mountain Daoist School. Those in red are from Evil Sect’s South Mountain Daoist School. And those in yellow are from Leiyin Temple’s Beihai Daoist School."

Zhou Bai looked at the other three teams and noticed that none of them were looking towards the East China Dao School; all their attention was focused on each other, between Jijian Pavilion, Evil Sect, and Leiyin Temple.

Christina, "Damn, these guys are actually ignoring us! Zhou Bai, don’t look at them! I’ll fight them later."

Zhou Bai said, "There are still some who are paying attention to us." His gaze fixed on the last member of Jijian Pavilion’s team, a young man in a white combat suit who was staring with wide eyes, his gaze constantly sweeping over the faces of the people from East China Dao School—it was Jian Hui.

Suddenly he shouted towards the East China Dao School’s team, "Hey, which one of you is Zhou Bai?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally, all eyes, as if by an unspoken agreement, turned to Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai looked at Jian Hui and said, "That’s me, who are you?"

Jian Hui looked excitedly towards Zhou Bai, "My name is Jian Hui. Have you learned the Tianhe Star Explosion technique? If you could teach it to me, I would withdraw from the competition right now."

Zhou Bai, "Huh?"

Next to Jian Hui, an old man with white hair slapped Jian Hui’s head, "What are you blabbing about? Stand back properly and don’t just talk to anyone."

Jian Hui reluctantly moved to the side, but he still covertly made a gesture towards Zhou Bai and transmitted, "Think about it, I’m very strong. If I don’t withdraw, you won’t be able to beat Jijian Pavilion."

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Zhou Bai’s expression was serious, "Indeed, at a place like the Four Great Schools Tournament, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, all of them are the most pretentious from the Four Great Taoist Schools. But don’t worry, only the strongest can show off in the end, and there is no doubt, we are the strongest."

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The four teams gathered in the center of the plaza, and a huge wave of noise and cheers erupted from the spectator seats all around.

At the same time, seated in the guest area were dozens of powerful figures, one of whom was the master of Kong Chan, the abbot of Beihai Dao School, Master Wu Fa.

The vice principal of East China Dao School, Zhao Shouyi, was also among them, as well as leaders from the other Dao Schools who came to watch the competition.

Master Wu Fa barely opened his mouth, when his Primordial Spirit power transmitted his voice like thunder.

"Since the establishment of the Four Great Taoist Schools, the annual Four Schools Competition has been held for 102 sessions. Each year, we send our best students to exchange martial skills and Daoist techniques with each other."

"The Four Schools Competition represents the friendship of the Four Great Taoist Schools and the highest level of human Daoist learning."

"Let us welcome the representatives of the various schools participating in this competition. For the next three days, they will be the brightest stars here."

After Master Wu Fa had spoken briefly, he turned his gaze to a woman nearby.

The woman was dressed in a white gauze robe, her features exquisite, her eyes lively and spirited as if she was always the center of attention, yet she also carried a unique air of dignity that made the other judges around her sit up straight, not daring to show the slightest neglect.

This woman was the Immortal adjudicating this competition among the Four Great Taoist Schools, who had always supported the Three Pure Dao Sect in the Heavenly Court—Immortal Ming Yue.

Master Wu Fa looked toward Immortal Ming Yue with great respect and asked, "Would you like to say a few words, Senior Ming Yue?"

Immortal Ming Yue smiled, flicking her jade-like fingers as she spoke, "The competition among the Four Great Taoist Schools is always your own affair. I’m just here to observe. Don’t mind me; proceed as usual. The goal is simply to determine the strongest student and the strongest Dao School."

Behind Immortal Ming Yue, Meng Ruocun sat to one side, her gaze filled with curiosity and anticipation as she looked toward the arena.

Master Wu Fa nodded and declared, "Then I won’t say anything superfluous. Let’s officially start today’s contest."

All the leading teachers and reserve students proceeded to the spectator stands at the side, while each team’s 10 competitors walked towards today’s arena.

Master Wu Fa announced, "There is only one event in this competition among the Four Great Taoist Schools: the arena battle. Each of the Four Great Taoist Schools will form one team to challenge in the arena..."

All the competitors listened intently to Master Wu Fa’s briefing, and understanding gradually dawned in their eyes.

In essence, the order of the four teams would be determined by a random draw. Then, each team would send their competitors to the arena in turn, with the winner continuing to face challengers, and the loser being eliminated.

Surrender, being knocked out of the arena, or losing the ability to fight—all these were considered losses.

This would continue until every member of a team was defeated, and that team would be eliminated first.

The last remaining team would be the champions.

Meanwhile, in the center of the square, a colossal arena measuring 500 meters by 500 meters slowly rose. Several cultivators who followed the Gong Tu and Tian Tu paths stood at each side of the arena, including two who had reached the 7th realm. These cultivators were responsible for safeguarding the competitors on the arena, ready to intervene in case of potential casualties.

After all, every student participating in this great competition was a precious treasure; they wouldn’t be allowed to fall casually in the arena.

’This is really straightforward,’ Zhou Bai thought with a sigh, ’But isn’t it a bit too brutal?’

’Brutal? How is this brutal? It’s perfect,’ Christina replied, ’Once you get on the arena, I’ll fight first.’

Next to Master Wu Fa, Immortal Ming Yue’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this. "One event? An arena battle? Wasn’t it agreed to have three events before ending with the arena battle? Is this a last-minute change?"

She sneered inwardly, "The Four Great Taoist Schools are becoming increasingly unruly, wanting to break free from control."

Inside the spectator area, the reserve members and teachers from the four schools sat together.

"Ying Hui, long time no see," a burly monk said with a broad smile. "I didn’t expect your disciple Meng Ruocun to withdraw from the competition. This time, our Leiyin Temple won’t show any mercy."

Ying Hui glanced at several familiar faces and, upon hearing the monk’s words, smiled lightly. "Hui Jing, not to boast, but the new student I’m mentoring this year, Zhou Bai, could probably take on your entire school’s deadweight single-handedly."

Monk Hui Jing narrowed his eyes slightly at that comment, as though slightly irritated. In the eyes of everyone from Leiyin Temple, it was Kong Chan, who had entered the 5th realm in the shortest hundred years and mastered the strongest Dharmakaya, who was this generation’s strongest.

’Kong Chan’s once-in-a-century talent must win the full support and training of the Four Great Taoist Schools. Our Beihai Dao School must win, and we will win. There is no one more likely than Kong Chan to break the limits and bring hope.’

Adjacent to him, an older man from Jijian Pavilion, Xu Luobai—who was also the master of Jian Hui’s mother—couldn’t help but chuckle upon hearing Ying Hui’s words. "Ying Hui, if that’s not boasting, then what is? Your Zhou Bai is only in the 3rd realm, right? What claims does he have in this contest? This competition among the Four Great Taoist Schools already has nothing to do with you, so stop posturing."