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"Chen Yun?"

Upon reaching the second level, Su Changqing saw that most of the participants were as he had expected, but to find that the Chen Family’s eldest was among them was truly a surprise.

"What, surprised to see me?" Chen Yun said coldly.

Su Changqing was stunned for a moment and frowned. In his memory, Chen Yun was supposed to face Nie Youyun, which he thought was an utterly one-sided matchup. But why had Chen Yun emerged instead?

The other’s expression was very indifferent, but it made Su Changqing observe him seriously for the first time.

He wasn’t very familiar with Nie Youyun, but he acknowledged his strength.

He estimated that he himself had less than a thirty percent chance of winning in a fight against him.

How could Chen Yun, who was only able to keep up by relying on resources and was considered useless by many, possibly have defeated him?

Could it be some kind of special magical artifact?

It was true that the Nanhai Dragon Palace possessed some very special artifacts with immense destructive power, but as far as he knew, those items were currently banned.

Ordinary people could face serious risks by using them, and even magicians would suffer physical harm.

They were still being researched, and Chen Yun surely didn’t have the qualifications to touch such things?

Unfortunately, while in the midst of the trial, he couldn’t find out how Chen Yun had managed it; after all, he didn’t have a god’s-eye view like the audience outside.

"Eh, you made it out too?"

A familiar voice reached him. Su Changqing looked over and immediately saw a chubby-faced little girl, which relaxed the tension in his heart a bit. "Yo, Ke’er, you’re out as well?"

The little one was indeed formidable. Before entering the trial, he had paid attention to the list of participants.

She had been up against the Liu Family of the Southern Sea, whose eldest direct son was not on the same level as Chen Ye or Nie Youyun but was still a Dragon Transformed Sorcerer with a long and powerful inheritance of techniques from the Liu Family.

Even he would have expended considerable effort against that opponent.

Yet the little girl, looking like a porcelain doll with not a single stain on her clothes, seemed to have won quite easily.

And not just her...

Su Changqing glanced around. There weren’t a few from Jiangnan’s young generation present. Out of the ten who could advance to the third level from here, nine had already emerged, including himself, and five were from Jiangnan...

Truly terrifying!

At this thought, Su Changqing took another look at the other youngsters from Jiangnan. These buffs were now gathered in groups of three or five, discussing the structure and principles of the spatial arrays surrounding them as if these arrays were more captivating than their fellow competitors.

He had noticed the matchup list for the previous round, where ten from Jiangnan had advanced.

In this second round, on the first level, six of them had faced their own kind.

Yet, despite that, five had advanced, which meant that these youngsters from Jiangnan, unless they encountered one of their own, almost had a one hundred percent success rate!

Those who advanced with him to the second round were mostly Dragon Transformed Sorcerers. Almost all the sorcerers from the Southern Sea, aside from himself and Chen Yun, had been wiped out?

No... there was still Chen Ye!

Su Changqing looked towards the southeastern door, which was still silent.

If he wasn’t wrong, Chen Ye should emerge from that door.

He had some confidence in Chen Ye; it was said that he had suffered a loss at White Tiger Gate under Zhang Zhiyun, the prime candidate for inheritance from the Heavenly Master Mansion, but a loss was to be expected given the opposition.

In terms of raw power, with his Southern Sea True Dragon Bloodline, and wielding the Southern Clear Li Fire, he had few rivals among his peers.

However, the strength of his opponent was unknown.

Despite Bai Feng’s innocent appearance, she was the seed chosen by the demon forces that had consumed the populations of the Northern Territory—definitely not an easy opponent.

Just yesterday, he had seen Chen Baifeng repeatedly caution him that if he could not defeat her, he should not push himself and prioritize his own safety above all.

Honestly, he was quite eager to see a battle between Chen Ye and Bai Feng.

Glancing at the time, there was only a quarter of an hour left before the deadline. It seemed the battle was intense, and he couldn’t help but wonder...

As he was thinking this, the spatial door suddenly lit up.

Not only did Su Changqing look over, but Chen Yun did as well.

Although Chen Yun normally disdained Chen Ye, especially since everyone outside considered Chen Ye the heir to the Chen Family, in the end, his victory or defeat would affect the Chen Family’s reputation.

His own wasteful younger brother had lost to those little Jiangnan upstarts, and if Chen Ye also lost, wouldn’t they then lack a single ally in the next round?

But contrary to hopes, as the blinding white light dimmed, the person who emerged was the woman known as Bai Feng.

Neither Chen Yun nor Su Changqing looked pleased at this revelation.

Many from the Southern Sea had participated in the trial, and to end up with only two advancing was quite humiliating. Furthermore, if that woman had eliminated Chen Ye, her means must be extremely dangerous, and if they were to face her next, extreme caution would be required.

Moreover, since she came from a demon background and Chen Ye’s fate was unknown, if something had befallen him, combined with the loss of two of his brothers the day before, the losses suffered by the descendants of the Southern Sea would be heavy, indeed!

"There’s just one door left," Yunke’er looked up, gazing at the last sealed spatial door to the north. According to the rules, the clues to the Four Holy Runes would only appear after all ten doors were opened.

Hearing this, Chen Ye momentarily shifted his gaze from the woman in white and followed Yunke’er’s gaze towards the last door.

If he wasn’t mistaken, that door... should be... the one where Chen Ying was located, right?

"Your dean?" Chen Yun scoffed with a cold laugh, "I’m afraid it’s more likely to be bad luck than good."

"You’re talking nonsense!" Yunke’er immediately spat back, and the other Jiangnan disciples also glared at the other side, leaving Su Changqing speechless.

In the third level’s free-for-all style of competition, why would someone deliberately provoke the Jiangnan faction with the largest number for no reason?

Was there something wrong with this guy’s brain?

Chen Yun seemed to not care at all about the so-called disciples of Jiangnan, a glint of disdain flashing in his eyes as he snorted, "Heretical practices. When you face a real master, you can’t withstand a single blow.

That Zhou Yuntao is a genuine successor of a White Tiger Sorcerer—not on the same level as those of you who depend on becoming mistresses to offer allure. "

"You..." The insulting nature of the remark was undeniable, and the Jiangnan youngsters, who initially seemed gentle, now had eyes filled with icy coldness.

Su Changqing silently moved a bit further away from that guy, not wanting to be marked as the same kind of person.

"It seems that Young Master Chen is quite confident in himself," finally someone spoke up, and it was Shen Yuan.

"Heh... even a useless person like you can become a big shot in Jiangnan. As for what Jiangnan is worth, do I even need to say?"

This guy...

Su Changqing frowned from afar, looking at him perplexed and thinking: What exactly is this guy trying to do?

Although these two blockheads might lack some talent, they aren’t fools either. Yesterday, the elders from various families had already analyzed the strength of the magicians from Jiangnan to them, making them extremely cautious. Surely this guy couldn’t have failed to understand a single word?

Is he deliberately enraging them? Is he scheming something?

"Young Master Chen thinks too highly of Shen. I’m hardly a significant figure in Jiangnan," Shen Yuan replied coldly, looking at the other, "but to deal with you, Young Master Chen, we don’t need a significant figure. Why don’t you pick one?

Who do you think you can beat? Don’t say we’re bullying you with numbers. "

"Hahahaha..." Chen Yun laughed uproariously, "All of you are worthless..."

"So, are you saying it’s okay for us all to gang up on you?"

"Ahem..." Chen Yun’s smile stiffened, then he said, "If you’re that shameless, I don’t really care."

"Let’s keep it simple then..." Shen Yuan said indifferently, "In a moment, let this ’worthless’ one confront Young Master Chen. If Young Master Chen can beat me, I can assure you that the Jiangnan disciples will not lift a finger against you again."

"Oh, after going to Jiangnan, even a ’worthless’ one gets a bit of backbone, huh..." Chen Yun continued with his sharp mockery, but it caused Su Changqing, who was standing in the distance, to be taken aback.

Such a simple provocation... it actually works?

But looking at the outcome... it seems not bad, actually...

Just as he was about to say something, there was suddenly a flicker near the last door.

All eyes were instantly drawn there, indicating that the door was finally entering the countdown to opening, meaning that inside, the fight was either over or... reaching a critical point.

Su Changqing had complicated feelings about Chen Ying. After all, if Chen Ying had married into the Su Family, the most likely match would have been himself, who had not yet taken a wife.

But at that time, the Su Family, in order not to offend Lumings’ wife, chose to lead the way in shaming her.

The more distinguished Chen Ying became, the more disgraceful it was for the Su Family, especially after they had lost two young talents.

Probably, the watching Su Family elders all hoped that Chen Ying would die within the folding fan door, right?