Ye Junlang looked around and couldn't help but sigh secretly.
There are indeed many people. Countless times more people came than the last time the Martial Saint Originator opened the retreat holy land.
The last time the Martial Saint's Originator's Retreat Holy Land was opened, many sects knew that this opportunity was not available to them, so naturally they did not come to join in the fun, including some casual martial arts practitioners.
But the Ancient Martial Arts Conference is different. The Ancient Martial Arts Conference is held once every three years. It is a grand event in the ancient martial arts world. All sects and sects in the ancient martial arts world will come to participate. Even just to show their faces is good.
In addition, another very crucial point is that every ancient martial arts conference is a ranking of strength by default in the ancient martial arts world, which can be regarded as a reinvention of the ancient martial arts world's structure.
If some small sects in the ancient martial arts world want to survive, many of them have to rely on some big forces. There are also some neutral sects. Through this ancient martial arts conference, we have figured out the hidden potential of some aristocratic families, holy places, and sects.
After gaining strength, these neutral sects may make some choices to see which force they will submit to.
"Fairy Bai, were there so many people in the previous ancient martial arts conferences?"
Ye Junlang looked at Bai Xian'er, who looked as ethereal as a fairy in a fluttering white dress beside him, and asked.
Bai Xian'er looked around and at the dense crowd of people in the venue in front, and said: "There were many people in the past, but in comparison, there are not so many people this time."
Ye Junlang touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Is this time because everyone knows that I am coming, so handsome, powerful, and extraordinary, so they all come to support me? If that is the case, shouldn't I?
Show off your skills in this ancient martial arts competition, so as not to disappoint them?"
Bai Xianer put her hand on her forehead and no longer wanted to talk to this shameless guy.
Liu Ziyang on the side laughed and said: "Brother Ye must show off his skills so that everyone in the ancient martial arts world can see the majestic side of Brother Ye. This time, some beauties such as saints and so on in the ancient martial arts world have come over. Master, he
Didn't the old man say that Brother Ye has to work hard to abduct ten or eight saints and so on this time... As for me, my goal is lower, just three or five. The wolf boy is still too young, so just
Ignore him, besides, the wolf boy is so close to Yu Xi, I'm afraid he can't tolerate anyone else in his eyes."
Ye Junlang's face darkened. He wanted to beat this guy to death.
Are you looking for death by saying these things in front of so many people without shame?
With your virtue, you still want to kidnap three or five saints?
Bai Hetu in front of him also heard these words, and he looked at Old Man Ye in surprise.
Old man Ye pretended to be something like this, acting like this matter had nothing to do with me, and I had never said such things before, but he was cursing secretly in his heart, thinking that he must hang up this guy Liu Ziyang when he comes back.
Take a beating.
This kid is unreasonable, you can just say whatever you want, why would you involve me?
Even if I have said that before, I only said it to you in private. Do you understand it as a kind of encouragement?
What you said in front of everyone, to implicate me and make me look like the mastermind, isn't this a lie... no, is it a lie?
I also want to save face, okay?
Didn’t you hear many people shouting Ye Wusheng in the venue?
Seeing Ye Wusheng and Bai Hetu approaching, Ye Huang who was receiving the reception was also full of smiles. When he saw Ye Junlang, the smile on his face was slightly stiff. He only felt that Ye Junlang's face had sharp edges and corners.
The strong face made a figure of a person appear in his mind involuntarily.
Ye Huang didn't lose his composure, and said with a smile: "Please come in, please come in. If Senior Bai and Senior Ye can come, this ancient martial arts conference will definitely be more eye-catching."
Old Man Ye and Bai Hetu didn't say anything and walked towards the venue.
At this time, a handsome and elegant young man came over, it was Ye Chenglong. He came to meet him and led Old Man Ye and others to sit in an area.
Along the way, Ye Chenglong behaved modestly and politely. First, he introduced the general situation of the venue to Old Man Ye and Bai Hetu, and then quietly chatted with Bai Xian'er for a few words.
Ye Chenglong also noticed Ye Junlang. His expression was as usual and he didn't show anything strange.
Seeing Ye Chenglong, Ye Junlang couldn't help but recall the words Ye Chenglong said in Seven Killings. He originally wanted to ask more questions, but thinking that there were so many people present, he suppressed the matter for the time being and looked for another opportunity later.
Just ask Ye Chenglong individually.
At about noon, the ancient martial arts conference began. Some rituals were performed first, and then the person in charge of the ancient martial arts conference began to introduce some rules of this ancient martial arts conference and so on.
People in the ancient martial arts world basically understand these rules. For example, the competition for the Young Dragon Ranking is a test of who is stronger among the younger generation.
The rules are very simple. The geniuses participating in the competition for the Young Dragon Ranking will be divided into groups, basically four people, and a winner will be determined from each group, and then enter the next round.
In the next round, there will be a random pair-wise duel. The winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will enter the losing group. The losing group can continue to compete in a pair-wise duel, and the winner will continue to advance to the next round.
After such a cycle of duels, the ranking of the young dragon list is finally determined.
Just when the person in charge of the ancient martial arts tournament was reading out the rules on the stage, suddenly——
"Here comes someone from Shenglong Pavilion!"
At this time, another loud voice came from the entrance, which immediately attracted the attention of many people in the ancient martial arts conference venue.
There were four people walking towards the entrance. The leader was Hong Feng, the elder of Shenglong Pavilion, and Ge Ping, the master of Wudan Palace. The two young men and women following them were none other than Mie Shengzi and Caiyi.
The Saint Son of Destruction has a tall body and vigorous vitality, like the body of a real dragon. He exudes a world-destroying aura of domineering power. He looks down at all living beings as he walks, with a look of arrogance.
The temperament of the colorful clothes comes out of the dust, just like the orchid in the empty valley, independent from the world, the waves of light flow in the eyes, and it has the appearance of a charming city and a country.
"Sacred Dragon Pavilion? What force?"
"I've never heard of it. How could a Holy Dragon Pavilion appear?"
"I have never heard of the name Shenglong Pavilion in the ancient martial arts world. Where did it come from?"
In the ancient martial arts venue, many people were talking with their heads down. They had never heard of many ancient martial arts warriors in the Shenglong Pavilion, but they noticed that the four people who came over were anything but ordinary.
The leader Hong Feng has a powerful aura, and he has a vague power of Gaia in the sky. He is obviously a powerful man who hides his secrets.
The two young men at the back were also very impressive, especially the young man, who had a holy-level aura pulsating within himself.
This means that this young man has reached the holy level, enough to compete with the most outstanding geniuses in the ancient martial arts world.
Only a big force can cultivate such a young Saint-level disciple. It would be good for some small sects to have a strong Martial Ancestor-level person in charge.
Even the top ten aristocratic families and holy places in the ancient martial arts world do not all have young saint-level disciples. This is difficult.
Only those powerful forces with ancient inheritance have enough ability to cultivate saint-level disciples.
Combining these factors, people in the ancient martial arts world know that the power of Shenglong Pavilion is not simple, but many people do not know the origin of Shenglong Pavilion.