On the sea of clouds, the mountain peaks are suspended, and the golden sunshine makes the sea of clouds and mountain peaks thousands of miles gorgeous. It is like a scene from the ancient mythology, and it has a shocking flavor.
After flying for half an hour, Wang Teng's vision suddenly opened up. Looking around, there was a huge square on the top of the mountain, boundless as far as the eye could see. The ancient and vicissitudes of stone slabs spread to the end of the sight, and people were as small as ants in it.
This is just a corner of the top of Tianzhu Mountain. Through the misty clouds, Wang Teng can still see that there seems to be a solemn palace sitting in the distance.
As you can imagine, the top of Tianzhu Mountain is also a vast and terrifying area.
Finally, Wang Teng turned his attention to the misty square in front of him. At present, a sea of disciples from the Holy Academy had gathered. The heads were shaking, shoulders were rubbing, and it could be described as a bustle and excitement.
In the four directions of the square, the southeast, northwest and northwest, there is a temporary strip tent in each direction.
"That's our competition area, you go and wait there first." Elder Xu pointed to the tent in the north, told Wang Teng and others, and then went to the rostrum in the center of the square.
Watching Elder Xu leave, Wang Teng and others looked at each other and walked towards the tent in the north. There were many seats in the tent.
He casually found a seat near the front and sat down. Wang Teng glanced around and couldn't help but shake his head. There were hundreds of seats here, but they were the only ones sitting here scattered about a dozen people. It felt a bit deserted.
Wang Teng glanced at the west side of the square, but he could see that the rest area in Xifeng was overcrowded and extremely lively. Compared with the deserted situation here, they were two completely different situations.
At the front, Gu Changfeng sat cross-legged and motionless, as if standing out from the flock of chickens.
"How many masters are there in Xifeng?" Seeing this scene, Wang Teng was shocked. At a glance, there may be nearly a hundred contestants in Xifeng. Most of them have auras around the peak of the Martial King Realm, or even
There are also many people who have reached the state of masters.
When these masters gather together, the momentum really gives people the feeling of facing a towering mountain.
Wang Teng sighed, and now he finally understood the reason why no one in Beifeng was willing to participate in the competition under the pressure of Elder Xu during the Four Peaks Martial Arts Competition...
This gap is too big!
Finally shaking his head, suppressing these, Wang Teng turned his head slightly again, moved his eyes for a moment, and set his sights on the south...
There was also a competition area set up there, and it was still crowded. Sitting in the front was a man in blue. He was extremely handsome, with snow-white skin, holding orchids in his hands, and his eyes were like stars. His whole person exuded an aura of excellence.
"That is Nanfeng's "Nangong Jun", the senior brother of Nanfeng." Sensing Wang Teng's gaze, Duanmu Ling beside him also cast his gaze on the competition area of Nanfeng, looking at the man with his beautiful eyes, his tone was slightly
Said solemnly.
"That's it." After hearing this, Wang Teng nodded in relief, and could vaguely discover that the handsome man had an extremely terrifying wave dormant in his body. This wave was even worse than that of Gu Changfeng, Ruonan Feng
Senior brother, that makes sense.
Afterwards, Wang Teng withdrew his gaze from Nangong Jun and landed on the easternmost...
Wang Teng was a little surprised to find that the competition area in the East was the largest, and the contestants there were also empty and dark. There were probably about 150 of them, and there were more masters above the master level.
"Dongfeng is worthy of being the top of the four peaks." Wang Teng clicked his tongue in awe. There are probably about fifty masters in Dongfeng...
Comparing the two, the gap between Beifeng and Beifeng is like cloud and mud, which makes people speechless.
"Is that woman... senior sister Dongfeng?" Finally, Wang Teng looked at the woman in front of him who looked like snow lotus on the snow mountain, with an elegant temperament. His eyes couldn't help but condense, and he murmured to himself.
The woman sat cross-legged there, wearing a light cyan dress, plain and simple, which perfectly covered her graceful and plump figure. Three thousand blue silk hairs were casually draped behind her, with a vertical purple line.
The ribbon, the breeze blows, the blue color is flying, the purple ribbon is floating, it really has a kind of beauty that comes from the earth.
This kind of temperament and grace has really become a beautiful scenery in the competition, attracting many men to secretly turn their eyes from time to time. While they are enthusiastic, they also have a look of awe on their faces.
Such a dazzling woman even made two extraordinary men, Gu Changfeng and Nangong Jun, glance at her occasionally, with a hint of admiration appearing in their eyes.
The first time he saw this woman's indifferent temperament, Wang Teng felt a flash of surprise in his heart. Unfortunately, the woman's elegant swan-like neck was covered with a layer of light silver gauze, which obscured the beauty of her face.
, was covered up, and only the area above the nose was exposed.
Although half of his face was covered, his eyes were as if they were made of autumn water, with intoxicating waves, shallow eyebrows, and a smooth forehead that was as white as jade without any powder.
Not to mention anything else, the upper part of her face alone is already known to be a beauty. Although the silver gauze on her face blocks her beautiful face, it still has a hazy and mysterious beauty.
Wang Teng was a little solemn. This woman was like the sea, unfathomable. Sitting there cross-legged, she returned to her original nature, ordinary and full of mystery!
This is the first time Wang Teng has noticed this feeling among his peers!
horrible!
Absolutely terrible!
This kind of aura is no worse than some elders in the Holy Court!
The strength of a junior can be as strong as those old guys who have lived for hundreds of years. You can imagine how appalling her talent is!
"Well, she is Senior Sister Liu Lan..." Duanmuling nodded, her voice a little bitter. It is said that this woman was also a little champion in Longmen Battlefield. She was just a girl at that time. Now she has only been in the Holy Court for eight years.
In just a few years, he has reached the rumored seventh-level master level with a rapid cultivation speed. This kind of progress has rarely happened even in the thousands of years of Longhu Holy Academy's history.
Absolute appearance, amazing talent, and stunning temperament. When all these factors are gathered in a woman, this woman will naturally be like a pearl. No matter where she goes, she will emit a dazzling light, enough to make countless people...
Men regard her as a goddess in their hearts.
Looking at the distant woman, Wang Teng felt a sense of familiarity in his heart for some reason, as if he had seen her before somewhere. Unfortunately, the silver gauze on her face prevented people from seeing her true face!
After carefully looking at it, he really couldn't see anything. Wang Teng simply stopped thinking about it and withdrew his gaze. He looked up and saw that it was still early, so he closed his eyes slightly and began to rest his mind.
