Chapter 153: Silent Ridge
"Junior Zhang doesn't believe me? I've participated in several martial arts conferences and I'm still a survivor, an old bird!"
"Provided you have a single piece of low-grade spirit stone, I'll give you the Heart's Understanding Jade Strip that contains my blood-written experiences. If you study it thoroughly, you're guaranteed to make a stunning performance in this competition."
"Do you recognize me? Well, of course, it's impossible to be lenient without understanding the other person's identity."
He sneered and continued, "Alright, if I believe you, I'll buy your message jade slip. Then tell me what kind of method this competition will take? I've heard it's different every time."
"You're saying this on purpose to make things difficult for me? The rules are usually kept secret and only announced by the judges when the competition begins." Long Xin said with a troubled expression.
"So what you're saying is that 'all-knowing' is just nonsense, and therefore, you're a swindler who uses the guise of selling information to cheat and deceive people."
"Hey, Zhang Shidi, my reputation is absolutely guaranteed, if you don't believe me, ask the other fellow disciples." Long Xin started to get anxious.
"Whatever, I'm not interested in your message anyway. Can you move aside? You're blocking my view of the beautiful women from other sects."
"Zhang Shidi, you're interested in this? I also have rankings and detailed information of beauties from various sects, including their height, weight, interests, and hobbies. It's the ultimate treasure to capture their hearts, all for just two pieces of low-grade spirit stones."
Long Xin's eyes lit up when he heard his words, and he took out another jade slip.
Zhang Shan let out a deep sigh, feeling unlucky. In order to get him to leave, he directly took out a high-quality spirit stone and said:
"I have a high-quality Spirit Stone, if you have any information worth this stone, speak up. If I think it's valuable after listening, the stone is yours; otherwise, go find another buyer."
Long Xin's face lit up with joy, and after a moment of contemplation, he took out another jade slip and handed it to him.
"This is the data of the top 100 contestants in this competition, and some of them have used soul techniques to project images. Do you think it's worth the price?"
Zhang Shan raised an eyebrow, his eyes scanned in and quickly browsed through.
Found one of them using a soul technique, the image was recorded quite clearly, no fake.
"It seems like this is not complete, out of 100 people, there are only 30 or 40 people's soul technique images."
Zhang Shan glanced roughly and asked after lifting his head.
"It's already hard to collect it, but not having an image is just not intuitive enough, there are still text descriptions, from which you can understand the specific situation, otherwise, even a top-grade spirit stone worth 10 yuan might be difficult to get."
Zhang Shan thought what he said wasn't bad either, and threw the Ling Stone in his hand to him. The information of Mei Yu Jian was indeed worth this price.
Long Xin put away the Ling Stone, blinked his eyes and said: "In the future, if you need to inquire about any news from Zhang Shidi, you can contact me. As long as the price is reasonable, I will definitely not disappoint you."
Zhang Shan thought for a moment and nodded: "That's good, maybe there really is an opportunity for cooperation."
Longxin left his contact information and parted ways with Zhang Shan, re-entering the crowd and disappearing from view, probably going to find new clients again.
After another hour, an old man floated onto the circular high platform in the center of the square.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers towards the top of his head, then a clear bell sound echoed throughout the entire square.
The noisy crowd in the square suddenly fell silent, and they all looked up at the high platform.
The old man coughed and said, "I am Tianzong Rongyang, the chief judge of this martial arts debate among all sects. Along with the leaders of the other seven major sects, a total of eight people will preside over this conference. Now, let me announce the rules of the competition."
"This tournament will take place in a mystical realm within the island, and I'll activate the transmission array to send you there. The first round will transport contestants to a place called Silent Ridge."
"The contestants will be teleported to the outskirts of Silent Ridge, from where you will set off and head towards the Lamenting Tower at the ridge top. The teleportation array inside the Lamenting Tower will then transport you to the next stage."
"Each contestant will be given a scoring badge and a transmission symbol."
"On the nameplate, there is a score recorded, with an initial value of 1. As you move towards the Tower of Sorrow, you can use any means to seize other contestants' nameplates. For each nameplate seized, you can transfer its score to your own nameplate."
"In the end, the ranking of the first round will be determined by the score, so strive to snatch the opponent's medal. The time limit is two days, and those who have not transmitted away from Lihen Tower when the time is up will be eliminated."
"The Inter-Clan Martial Arts Tournament has never prohibited killing, and this time is no exception. However, we will also give the contestants a chance to escape, which is the transmission talisman given to you."
"If you feel that you are already at a critical juncture, you can activate the transmission symbol. Afterwards, you can instantly leave the competition venue and return to the square here. However, it also means that you have given up the competition and been eliminated."
"In this round of competition, contestants are not allowed to form alliances against each other; those who do will be eliminated simultaneously."
"That's all the rules, I hope you remember them well. One minute later, the transmission array of Ling Huan Illusory Realm will be activated. I hope you use this one-minute time to think carefully about whether to participate in this competition."
After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back and quietly waited for time to pass.
In the blink of an eye, a moment passed, and then Rong Xuan swung his large sleeve, and a burst of light flashed on the high platform. A three-zhang-wide and five-zhang-tall light gate appeared in the middle of the high platform.
"Now, contestants who have decided to participate, please come forward to receive your nameplates and transmission symbols, then step onto the stage and walk through the light gate. Good luck to all of you."
Now that we've come here, no one will quit at this time. Otherwise, there will be no foothold when returning to the sect.
There were eight places to receive the nameplate below the high platform, Zhang Shan followed the crowd of Xun Tian Sect disciples moving forward, and soon it was his turn. According to the instructions of the staff distributing the nameplates, he dripped a drop of blood on the nameplate and completed the identity binding.
Then stepped onto the high platform and walked into the light gate in the middle of the platform.
Everything went black in front of me, and then suddenly regained clarity, only to find myself standing under a large tree.
The heavy sword was instantly in his hand, Zhang Shan's true yuan reached its peak, and his divine sense expanded outwards, vigilantly searching for any other contestants around him who might suddenly launch a surprise attack on himself.
However, after a moment of reflection, I realized that I was the only one here.
"I wonder if it's because I was transported to this location alone, or if Silent Hill is just so big that it can scatter people apart?"
Zhang Shan pondered in his heart and then carefully observed the environment around him.
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