The Immortal's Wine Store

Chapter 202 - Remaining 128

The Beiming Family disciple’s name is Beiming Lin. He was the top three strongest among the younger generation disciples of the Beiming Family.

’How come this bastard’s attacks are getting fiercer?! Shit!’ Beiming Lin cursed in his heart as he used his sword to block Yang Zenke’s punch.

Bang!

The swift punch clashed with the sword, but the one who was at a disadvantage was Beiming Lin! The guy took several steps backward before he managed to stabilize himself. He then glanced at Yang Zenke with slight fear.

"You are a body enhancer and a cultivator?!" Beiming Lin exclaimed as he stared at Yang Zenke’s fist. His fist clashed with Beiming Lin’s sword and any normal cultivator would have been injured after that, but Yang Zenke’s fist appeared to be uninjured!

Yang Zenke merely smiled in response to this.

"What?! A cultivator and a body enhancer?! And at such a young age?!"

"How in the..."

The crowd erupted into surprised exclamations and heated discussions after hearing Beiming Lin’s words.

Body Enhancers focus on strengthening their physical bodies, while cultivators cultivate their true essence. The two had vastly different ways of enhancing their strength and it wasn’t even easy to increase one’s cultivation and physical strength. So the fact that Yang Zenke was both a body enhancer and a cultivator came as a surprise to everyone.

In fact, it wasn’t just Yang Zenke, all the other youths trained by Jiu Shen were also body enhancers. Their torturous training did not just improve their willpower and pain tolerance, it also strengthened their physical body!

Just as Yang Zenke was about to attack, an abrupt shout made him stop in his tracks.

"Stop!"

All the remaining participants glanced at the elder who was standing on top of a flying carpet. He was the one who had shouted earlier.

The elder glanced at the remaining youths and said in a loud voice. "The first round of the competition is over! At this moment, there are only 128 left standing and all of you will proceed to the next round of the contest! All of you will be given an hour to rest, while the organizers will pair you all for your next fights!"

The crowd erupted into cheers when they heard the announcement of the elder. The 128 remaining participants also heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing that.

Yang Zenke glanced at Beiming Lin and smiled lightly at him before he turned to leave the battle platform.

"Wait!" Beiming Lin shouted.

Yang Zenke stopped walking and stared at him in confusion.

"State your name." Beiming Lin said in a commanding manner.

Yang Zenke sneered when he heard the commanding tone of Beiming Lin. The guy wasn’t even able to make him unsheathe his sword. In his opinion, Han Sen and the other eight who were with him could easily defeat this guy.

"I only say my name to those who make me unsheathe my sword." Yang Zenke said coldly before leaping out of the battle platform.

Yang Zenke’s words sounded arrogant, but none from the crowd said anything. The guy had already shown his strength and the fact that he was also a body enhancer shocked them senseless. A guy like Yang Zenke was destined to become a great character in the future and they didn’t want to offend him. Not to mention that he was under the protection of the unfathomable Wine Master Jiu!

Beiming Lin felt angry and embarrassed, but he could not do anything about it. Yang Zenke was many times stronger than him and he was even forced to take out his sword even though Yang Zenke was merely using his fists and kicks.

’Arrogant bastard! Did you really think that you are the strongest?! Even in our Beiming Family, I am only considered the third strongest. There are still two people stronger than me. Aside from that, there are still a few others who are much stronger than me.’ Beiming Lin clenched his fists tightly as he glared at the figure of Yang Zenke.

The first part of the competition was over and only 128 participants remained from the several thousand that joined. Among the 128 remaining participants, most of them are 4th-rank Knight Crusaders. More than twenty of them were 3rd-rank Crusaders and there were also a few at the 5th-rank Spirit realm.

Among the 5th-rank Spirit realm participants was the fourth prince Dante Silveria, the strongest disciple of the Beiming Family Beiming Chu, and a disciple from a declining noble family Zhu Ren. These three young men had the highest cultivation level among the participants and they were also the most likely to get the first place. However, there were also several individuals with great power whose cultivation levels were only at the 4th-rank Knight Crusader, so it was still unknown who would come out as the final winner.

All the youths that Jiu Shen brought with him passed the first round. Although the cultivation level of Han Sen and the others were not as high as Yang Zenke’s, their overall strength was significantly stronger than those disciples who were grown inside the safe environment of their clans and sects.

As for Lu Sulan’s disciples, all ten of them similarly passed the first round, but they had injuries all over their bodies which was a stark contrast to Yang Zenke’s group who appeared to be unharmed.

"Master, are all of them body enhancers?" Lu Sulan asked as she looked at the youths behind Jiu Shen. She was also surprised when she learned that Yang Zenke was a body enhancer.

Standing behind Lu Sulan, her disciples were similarly curious to know this. They didn’t think that these cold-looking youths were also body enhancers aside from being cultivators.

Jiu Shen nodded his head calmly in reply. "Indeed. It is not just them, the remaining ones who didn’t join the competition are also body enhancers."

His words shocked Lu Sulan and her disciples.

It must be noted that training one’s physical body was very difficult without the help of an expert. Pills and resources might be able to increase the growth of a body enhancer, but without the help of an expert on body enhancement, one’s growth would be very slow and painful.

"This... Master, can you-"

"No!" Jiu Shen cut her off without letting her finish her words. He knew what she was about to say.

"I haven’t even said anything yet." Lu Sulan pouted as she looked at Jiu Shen.

"Sulan, I know what you’re thinking, but it isn’t as easy as you think. I will be honest with you, among Yang Zenke’s group, some of them almost died after undergoing my intense training. You have seen for yourself how I trained them. Do you think that your disciples can withstand that kind of torturous training?" Jiu Shen asked calmly.

Lu Sulan remained silent after hearing that. She wanted to offer a rebuttal, but she could not find any words to say. In the end, she could only shake her in regret.

She had seen how intense the training of Yang Zenke’s group was, and she was certain that her disciples would not last a day with that kind of training.

"Go! Tend to their wounds. There is only one hour to prepare for the next part of the competition." Jiu Shen patted her shoulder gently as he handed Lu Sulan ten healing pills.