Just as the person in charge above was giving an impassioned speech.
At this time, another group of people came in from the door.
It seems that when this man came in, for some reason, the whole venue burst into laughter.
"No way! They are actually those poor monks from the Spiritual Masters Guild."
"Guiyunmen actually invited them?"
"They haven't disbanded yet?"
"It is said that last year we were too poor to start a pot, and then most of the monks went to the mercenary union. How can such people come in? Guiyunmen really held the Immortal Sect Fight this time as a joke, right? This kind of thing
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"You don't understand this, right? There's always someone who comes to the bottom for everyone! Hahahaha..."
At this time, I saw this team of people dressed simply, but their average strength was not low. The old man in the lead slowly walked towards Baili Wenrou with a wooden scepter. Facing the mocking eyes of everyone, he showed no emotion at all.
fluctuation.
In the Yanming Continent, most of the strong casual cultivators will join families and other forces. This is why the spiritual masters union has a lack of talents and a shortage of resources, and has reached its current state of abjection.
Baili Wenrou looked at the unpopular team that happened to be sitting in the lower row in front of her own seat. As she got closer, she could still see the ugly expressions of several teenagers.
"That's too much, President, why did you agree to allow them to participate in the Immortal Sect Fight? It's obviously just to deliberately humiliate us and see how grand their Guiyun Sect is." came the garbled voice of one of the young men.
"What do you know? Guiyunmen just means it. How can you still get a ranking if you only have a spot in your hand?"
"President..." At this time, several young men behind looked at the old man in front and hesitated to speak.
The atmosphere was very awkward.
On the other hand, the young men following him had a somewhat suppressed anger on their faces.
"The people at Guiyunshan Sect are crazy. Can they pass the first level when they come to power?"
"Isn't it? Can they really compete?"
The Helian Family, the Ye Family, other sects and even the Guiyun Sect were all talking to themselves below, completely ignoring the polite attitude of the other president, and no one responded.
The old man raised his hand to stop, then looked at everyone and clasped his fists and said: "Thank you very much for the invitation from Guiyun Mountain Sect and for giving us an invitation letter to participate. I specially brought the members of the guild here to see the world. Please bear with me."
After hearing what he said, the old man sat down and said calmly, "Ah Xian, I asked you to come here to learn. This is a rare opportunity to observe and learn. Don't be impulsive."
Everyone's teasing eyes all fell on them, with a natural contempt for the weak. However, the president of the Healer Guild did not care that his words did not get a reply, and he sat silently in the corner.
"But we have an invitation to go on stage, what should we do?" The young man worried, "Everyone who comes here today is a super strong person. If we go up, we will only embarrass the union."
The old man was silent for a while, and then said: "Let's not talk about it for now. Let's take a look first. If it doesn't work, just admit defeat! Anyway, we won't be afraid of losing face this time."
He was afraid that these children would get hurt. After all... wasn't the reason why Guiyunmen invited him because it was against him?
At this time, the leader of Guiyun Sect's eyes fell on the old man, and a somewhat proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Baili Rouwen, who was in the back, watched this scene and secretly wondered whether the leader of Guiyun Sect was actually related to the president of the Spiritual Masters Guild?