After Xuanyu took the stage, the scene slowly became quiet.
After scanning the entire audience, he focused his gaze on the ten people on the stage. He nodded without any trace, and the corners of his mouth curved in a satisfied arc.
There are monsters in every period, but there are especially many in this period. Half of these ten people are monsters, and the other half have unusual talents, and their realms have exceeded the realm of the two internal organs of the Wuzong.
The person with the lowest level of cultivation was Feng Hao. He was only in the martial arts realm, but no one thought it was inappropriate to stand there.
“I’m inviting the Holy Envoy from Holy King Mountain below!”
Xuan Yu's clear voice spread throughout the entire scene. Although the voice was not very loud, it could be heard from every corner.
When he finished speaking, everyone saw a pale old man falling from the sky and landing next to Xuan Yu.
The old man is dressed in white, with a white head and beard, from head to toe. His body emits a red and dazzling light, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
The face is a little blurry.
He nodded towards Xuan Yu and sat down without any courtesy. Xuan Yu didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
"What a terrifying cultivation level."
Just taking a glance, Feng Hao felt his heart shake.
Even if this old man is just a Martial Lord, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary Martial Lord.
"Next, we have invited the holy envoys of the Hanbing Dynasty, the Hanchi Dynasty, and the Hanyun Dynasty!"
Then, everyone saw three old men, each with a young man landing on the high platform.
"Xuanyu is deeply honored by the arrival of all the holy envoys."
With a smile on his face, Xuanyu gestured towards the three old men.
"No, no, I'm sorry that Emperor Jin is so polite."
After just a few polite words, the three old men sat down unceremoniously, and the young man they brought stood behind them.
These three young men are the champions of the competition between their major dynasties. When they come here, it is obvious that they are here to show off.
This is actually the usual practice, but this year it is the turn of the Jin Dynasty.
The three old men and the three young men immediately focused their attention on the ten people on the stage. After a quick glance, they all stopped at Feng Hao.
A young man who is only at the middle level of martial arts actually breaks into the top ten?
Involuntarily, doubts arose in their hearts.
"Tsk tsk, are these the top ten elites of your country?"
The Holy Envoy of Xianyun was an old man with a mustache. He tsked and his words seemed very joking, which made Xuanyu's face darken.
"What do you mean?"
The Holy Envoy of Jin Jin opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at him, and his words were also very rude.
The four dynasties are connected and connected, and their relationship... can be imagined.
"What else can I mean? Hehe."
The Holy Envoy of Xianyun gave a strange laugh, narrowed his eyes, pointed at Feng Hao with his finger, and said in a playful tone, "A person with an intermediate level of martial arts can reach the top ten, tsk tsk, your country is really
It’s quite not easy, haha!..."
"Don't say that, maybe this young man is very unusual."
"Sometimes you get lucky and you keep encountering weak opponents and break into the top ten. That's okay."
The two holy envoys, Xian Chi and Xuan Bing, also said aloud that they could not let go of such an opportunity.
In their opinion, no matter how powerful a martial spirit is, how powerful can it be?
"This...hum!"
The Holy Envoy of Regret Gold could not refute, and snorted. He glanced at Feng Hao and frowned. He turned his head and looked at Xuan Yu aside, but he saw a calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.
Born in general.
"Three Holy Messengers."
Xuan Yu glanced at the three young men behind them before saying, "These ten people were selected from 63,572 people. Do you think you can reach this point by luck?"
"oh."
Several people glanced at it again, but still found nothing strange. They couldn't understand how a young man with an intermediate level of martial arts and no attributes could stand out from more than 60,000 people.
Seeing Xuan Yu's explanation, although Holy Envoy Jin was puzzled, he didn't say anything, but he still had doubts in his heart.
"There are so many geniuses in your country. It's not easy for a martial spirit to reach this stage."
Holy Envoy Xianyun still sneered.
"Naturally, I believe he is as good as anyone of his generation."
Xuanyu also pushed back unceremoniously.
Feng Hao's strength was clearly there. If it hadn't been for the 'demon' accident, he even thought that the championship would have been won by this young man who was a martial artist.
Although this is ridiculous, it can really be possible.
After all, even a monster like Bai Yi was defeated by him. What else is impossible for him to do?
"Pfft!"
The three holy envoys all laughed out loud, laughing very happily, as if they had encountered some big joke.
"Prince Jin, you forgot to add a few words."
Holy Envoy Xianyun raised his mustache and narrowed his eyes, "You should say that he is a contemporary of your Xiangjin Dynasty."
"Ha ha!..."
The three holy envoys laughed loudly again, and even the three young men behind them showed playful smiles.
There is no need to doubt their talent, otherwise, they would not be able to win the championship among tens of thousands of people.
At this time, the Holy Envoy of Jin Jin had a livid look on his face. He opened his mouth several times, but no words came out. He glanced at Xuan Yu in confusion again, but he saw a trace of doubt on Xuan Yu's face.
The profound smile instantly made my heart pause.
"Is there really something unusual about this young man?"
The Holy Envoy of Regret Gold narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the ten people carefully, but found that the other nine people did not cast a look of disdain on this young man. On the contrary, it was the young men who seemed to be extraordinary to him and looked at him.
When he was a young man, he always had a sense of caution and worry.
"What happened?"
Observing carefully, most of the people in the audience were pointing at this young man and the man in black robes. They were not mocking. From their burning eyes and emotional expressions, the Holy Envoy of Xingjin felt a sudden movement in his heart.
.
Obviously, this young man must have performed extremely well before.
Looking at Xuan Yu, the big guys all had weird smiles on their faces, as if... they were laughing at the ignorance of the three holy envoys!
At this point, he finally let go of his worries.
He believed that this young man must be extraordinary, and extremely extraordinary.
Thinking about it, he had some expectations. He wanted to see what was so extraordinary about this young man and what he could rely on to fight against these geniuses.
"Are several holy envoys laughing, doubting his ability?"
Xuanyu raised his eyebrows, which was also a bit provocative.
If you are constantly being ridiculed and ridiculed by others, you will get angry no matter how good your temper is.
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