Lin Yichen rolled his eyes directly, what kind of attitude was this guy having.
Seeing Zhang Ergou’s absent-minded look, Lin Yichen directly said, "I’m serious about what I’m saying, don’t take it lightly!"
Zhang Ergou turned back, "Then I have to enter the inner sect first!"
"The resurrection match is like playing a game for you," Lin Yichen gave Zhang Ergou a roll of his eyes, "But entering the inner sect isn't just about winning the outer sect competition."
"Entering the inner sect requires passing the test of the Beast Forest."
"I naturally know that the Beast Forest contains all sorts of traps, formations, demon beasts with strength comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even the hunting of inner sect disciples."
"This is what I want to talk about. Jiang Tian, Zhuge Wen, and Zuo Tian, whom I just mentioned, have a high probability of being among the inner sect disciples sent to intercept us in the Beast Forest. These three are birds of a feather, and if they gang up, it won't be good news for us."
Zhang Ergou frowned at this.
If Lin Yichen hadn't told him this, he wouldn't have considered it so deeply. Those who could enter the inner sect were naturally not weak.
After three years of cultivation in the inner sect, coupled with being the most outstanding disciple of the outer sect before, they were naturally not easy to deal with. The news had likely already spread to the inner sect.
If they encountered each other in the Beast Forest, those people would probably want to kill him.
"We’ll adapt as we go. We'll try to stick together, and hopefully, we'll be assigned to the same group," Lin Yichen said, patting Zhang Ergou on the shoulder.
Zhang Ergou had the same thought. Having an excellent teammate in the Beast Forest would naturally increase their chances of winning.
If he could be grouped with Lin Yichen, Xiao Qingyu, Wang Teng, Yu Lin, and others, with their formidable strength, they would have a chance to fight even if they encountered relatively powerful inner sect disciples.
It was even possible they could turn the tables.
However, nothing in life was absolute. Zhang Ergou didn't hold much hope for this grouping. Judging by his past luck, it was possible he might even be assigned to the weakest group.
Thinking this, Zhang Ergou looked back at the battle stage.
At this moment, the resurrection match was still raging intensely. The bluestone platform was no longer its original color, having been stained red with blood.
The resurrection match was lasting longer than Zhang Ergou had anticipated. Every disciple participating in the resurrection match was fighting for their lives, not leaving the stage until their last bit of spiritual energy was depleted.
As night gradually receded, the resurrection match continued for an entire night before approaching its end.
"When will it be my turn? Will I be the last one?" Zhang Ergou muttered softly as he watched the disciples taking the stage one after another.
As he spoke, he looked up at the massive compass in the sky.
As if the compass had a mind of its own, the moment Zhang Ergou looked up at it, a beam of light descended and landed on him.
When Zhang Ergou looked at the person opposite him, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
That person was none other than Lu Yan, the top direct disciple of Xia Yang Peak, who had been defeated by Xiao Qingyu.
"Zhang Ergou’s luck is truly heaven-defying. He’s encountered four outer sect top ten disciples in a row, it’s incredible."
On the spectator stand, discussions erupted.
"First, it was Song Zhinan from the Hall of Discipline, then Jiang Hao from Qiu Yang Peak and Lin Yichen from the Mission Pavilion. Now, in the resurrection match, he’s encountered Lu Yan, the top direct disciple of Xia Yang Peak."
"All four of these are top ten direct disciples. Zhang Ergou’s luck, tsk tsk!"
"You know nothing. This is heaven testing Zhang Ergou."
"This kid’s luck is just too much. Even in the resurrection match, he can still meet a direct disciple."
On the main platform, the elders also shook their heads.
"Good luck doesn't mean everything. After this battle, it’s not a bad thing for Zhang Ergou," Chi Yu chuckled softly, her heart now much calmer.
Amidst the surrounding discussions, Zhang Ergou walked slowly onto the battle stage. He had never imagined that he would encounter Lu Yan of Xia Yang Peak in the final resurrection match.
Lu Yan had played a significant role in the previous ambush against him. Now that they met again, it was a good opportunity to settle their past grievances.
Lu Yan’s face looked as if he had eaten something foul. He vividly remembered Zhang Ergou’s previous battles against Jiang Hao and Song Zhinan.
Having defeated Song Zhinan, and then, in a weakened state, he had fought and defeated Jiang Hao. In Lu Yan’s opinion, he definitely didn’t possess such strength.
And now, after waiting and hoping, he had ended up encountering this jinx again. Lu Yan felt as if his internal injuries were festering.
"Lu Yan, is it? Let’s settle all our old and new grudges today. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time," Zhang Ergou said coldly, looking at his opponent with a sneer.
"Insolent boy!" Lu Yan roared, leaping onto the battle stage with a stride.
As the presiding elder announced the start of their duel, Lu Yan unleashed a powerful attack.
Lingyun Palm!
Lu Yan shouted, and a giant palm print rapidly shot towards Zhang Ergou.
Zhang Ergou remained unfazed, gripping his Ghost Spear Tianwen. Spiritual energy surged from his Dan Sea, and he thrust his iron spear towards the palm print.
Qingguang Seal!
As soon as he pierced through Lu Yan’s incoming palm print, another massive palm print rushed towards him.
Huo Ling Fist.
Zhang Ergou chose to meet the attack head-on. A domineering Huo Ling Fist clashed directly with the incoming palm.
Boom!
The fist and palm collided, emitting a thunderous roar. In the direct confrontation, Lu Yan was actually at a disadvantage and was forced to retreat.
Taking advantage of Lu Yan’s retreat, Zhang Ergou surged forward with extreme speed.
Another domineering fist print struck Lu Yan. Lu Yan hurriedly raised his palm to block, and his right hand swiftly formed hand seals, rapidly conjuring a spiritual energy shield.
Bang!
Crack!
With two crisp sounds, the spiritual energy shield that Lu Yan had hastily conjured shattered instantly. Before Lu Yan could even catch his breath, he suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You're supposedly among the outer sect top ten, but you're far worse than those two," Zhang Ergou sneered, then lunged forward like a fish leaping.
Seeing this, Lu Yan hastily retreated. He didn't want to be caught in close combat by Zhang Ergou. The sheer power of Zhang Ergou's close-quarters combat skills made him ache just watching.
Leng Yan!
Lu Yan roared, his reaction swift. As he retreated, he bit his finger and placed his hand on the bluestone battle stage.
Crack!
Rumble!
Two distinct sounds echoed, and the battle stage trembled. Numerous stone swords suddenly shot out.
They flew directly towards Zhang Ergou.
"You've got some skill!" Zhang Ergou immediately retreated, waving his Ghost Spear Tianwen. The spear clanged continuously, and he managed to block the stone swords on the periphery.