The days passed in peace. Many people in the ancient martial arts competition were waiting for the finals to see who could defeat the many talented disciples and win the first place.
Among them, Ye Junlang had the loudest voice.
Many warriors in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference watched Ye Junlang's two duels, and were really shocked by Ye Junlang's iron-blooded and fierce offensive. He was like the strongest soldier dominating the battlefield, with his devastating power.
The momentum is suppressing his opponent.
In addition, Ye Junlang is also the grandson of Ye Wusheng. When everyone thinks of Ye Wusheng's supreme grace and ability to defeat all the heroes with one punch, it is not surprising that Ye Junlang's current record is not surprising.
Of course, there are also some people who are optimistic about Saint Son of Mie. These people believe that Son of Mie's strength is unfathomable. Whether he defeats Xingyun or Tantai Lingtian, what he shows may not be the strongest strength.
It is very likely that his true strength will be revealed in the finals.
On the contrary, not many people are optimistic about Zangtian, because not many people in the ancient martial arts world know about the bloodline of the Nether God's body, so they don't know how strong this martial arts physique is. Furthermore, Zangtian's own martial arts aura is full of aura.
There is a ghastly and terrifying aura of death, which makes many warriors in the ancient martial arts world feel disgusted. Naturally, they subconsciously have a bad impression of Zang Tian.
Therefore, these people in the ancient martial arts world are not optimistic that Zang Tian can win the final top spot.
About four or five kilometers away from the Guwu Conference venue, there is a small town called Yunze Town.
Yunze Town is usually very peaceful, without too much noise.
With the convening of the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, the past peace of this town was broken, and many warriors who came to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference poured into this town.
There are only a limited number of houses outside the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, and only those powerful families and sects are eligible to be accommodated in houses, so some idle warriors will go to this small town to find a place to stay.
As a result, some hotels in Yunze Town have been overcrowded in recent days, and some teahouses are also crowded with people on weekdays.
These days, idle warriors from all over the world gathered together and began to talk with great interest about what they saw and heard at the ancient martial arts conference, and more importantly, they talked about the performance of those talented disciples.
In one of the teahouses, there was already a table of warriors gathered together and discussing animatedly:
"When it comes to this competition for the talented disciples of the ancient martial arts world, the biggest dark horse should be Ye Junlang, the grandson of Ye Wusheng!"
"Yes, this Ye Junlang is really surprising. His cultivation level in the Quasi-Saint Realm has defeated two talented disciples in the First Saint Realm one after another. It is really incredible."
"The saddest thing is probably Xuanyuan Yanhuang, who has always occupied the first place in the young dragon rankings. In this ancient martial arts competition, he was defeated by Ye Junlang in the second round. Xuanyuan Yanhuang's invincible aura was shattered, and the Xuanyuan family was probably the same.
No face left."
"To be fair, Xuanyuan Yanhuang's strength is very strong. At such an age, he is already close to the peak of the First Saint Realm, and he has awakened the Emperor's bloodline. He can be said to be very powerful. It can only be said that he was unlucky to meet Ye Junlang."
"This ancient martial arts conference has attracted many ancient and powerful forces who live in seclusion. The disciples of these forces are all in the form of heavenly martial arts. It is said that the one named Mie Shengzi is very strong, far superior to other geniuses, but I don't know
What will be the outcome after the battle with Ye Junlang?"
"I think Ye Junlang will definitely be able to overpower his opponents just because he is the grandson of Ye Wusheng."
"Ye Wusheng...it is said that tiger fathers have no sons. Ye Wusheng is a legend of his generation, but his grandson has not embarrassed him. I am afraid he will dominate this generation!"
When these idle warriors talked about Ye Wusheng, their tone of voice would unconsciously contain a sense of respect, and they also spoke highly of Ye Wusheng.
This is normal. Many of these idle warriors embark on the path of martial arts because they admire the demeanor of Ye Wusheng when he was in the ancient martial arts world. He walked around the world with a sword and a green shirt. He could come and go like the wind alone, without restraint, and he could do well.
Chivalrous and righteous, that chivalrous spirit has influenced many warriors in the ancient martial arts world.
The idle warriors gathered at this table did not notice that an old man was sitting alone on an adjacent small table.
This old man was about seventy years old, with dark complexion, and he still looked extremely healthy. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, but he looked ordinary. He looked like an old farmer and woodcutter in this small town.
There was only a bottle of sake in front of the old man's table. He was sipping the wine alone when he heard the table of idle warriors talking about the ancient martial arts conference. He had not deliberately listened before, as if he didn't care.
When the warriors at that table began to mention Ye Wusheng, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly and he listened for a while.
If you observe carefully, you will notice that his slightly narrowed old eyes contain an edge that is as sharp as a peerless sword.
This is surprisingly the old man named Dao, Dao Yanluo, who originally lived in seclusion in Ziwei Mountain!
"Ye Wusheng...it's been decades, but this guy's reputation is still the same as before. It's just that after the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, it's unclear whether Ye Wusheng still exists in the world."
Dao Yanluo squinted his eyes and muttered to himself. He poured another glass of wine and drank it himself.
"On the day of the finals, I will go and see how amazing this generation of young disciples is."
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What people in the ancient martial arts world didn't know was that on this day, Xuanyuan Taiyuan, who had been in seclusion in the Xuanyuan family, quietly came out of seclusion!
Xuanyuan Taiyuan has a burly body. Even though he is over a hundred years old, his qi and blood are still as strong as a dragon. He does not look like an old man at all. The power of his qi and blood is stronger than that of some middle-aged people.
Sheng Lie.
His hair is gray, and his eyes are shining brightly, like two sharp swords contained in his eyes. He raises his hands and feet to vaguely resonate with a certain supreme trend, even though he does not have any martial arts power.
The pressure is overwhelming, but just the momentum that resonates with the general trend of heaven and earth is enough for people to worship.
Xuanyuan Taiding and Xuanyuan Taiyue greeted them. Xuanyuan Taiding said: "Brother, it has been confirmed that Ye Junlang, the grandson of Ye Wusheng, does indeed harbor the Holy Dragon Order!"
"Yanhuang was defeated by this person?" Xuanyuan Taiyuan asked in a deep voice as his aura was as deep as the abyss.
"Yes!" Xuanyuan Taiding nodded.
"Brother, in three days there will be a decisive battle for the younger generation of disciples!" Xuanyuan Taiyue said.
"Ye Wusheng...hum!"
Xuanyuan Taiyuan snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Leave immediately for the venue of the Ancient Martial Arts Conference!"
Not only the three old monsters from the Xuanyuan Family, but also some people hiding in the dark began to take advantage of the arrival of the Young Prodigy Finals of the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, and all of them converged towards the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament.
Storms and clouds are gathering, and the clouds are turbulent!