The words of Feng Yuan Shengjun caused the expressions of everyone on the Panlong Stone Pillar to change slightly, and they looked at him involuntarily.
The person present was either a semi-saint or a saint.
Feng Yuan's words did not frighten them, but the shock in their hearts was far from what it seemed on the surface.
Especially that sentence, so what if I go against you?
Holy Lord Qianyang smiled instead of being angry, and said in a thoughtful tone: "Okay, very good. Please don't come to my Qianyang Palace to ask for any Holy Pills from Qianyang in the future."
The Holy Lord Xuanyin said coldly: "You, the Feng family, will never even think about or smell the semi-holy wine from my Xuanyin Palace!"
The Dragon Head Sage said: "The mythical true dragon pictures and the Ten Thousand Beast Fruits collected by my Dragon Head Palace, you, Xiaoyun Court, will never think about again."
Mudd!
The corner of Feng Yuan Shengjun's mouth twitched, his face became gloomy, and he cursed fiercely in his heart.
These old dogs regard the resources of the Holy Academy as their own treasure house.
So angry!
But the matter has come to this, and Feng Yuan Shengjun doesn’t want to give up anymore.
His expression was indifferent, without any fluctuation, nor did he show any intention of surrendering.
"snort!"
Seeing that he did not give in, Holy Lord Qian Yang snorted coldly and said: "I would like to see how your banished immortal died on the battlefield and still wants to form a good relationship? What a joke!"
Feng Yuan Shengjun was a little panicked in his heart, but he remained calm on the outside and said calmly: "Since he has been banished to an immortal, he has his own style of banishing an immortal. The three saints will just wait and see. Why be so anxious."
He stared into the distance, Si Xueyi, my reputation rests entirely on you.
At this moment, Si Xueyi could already feel the gaze from the Panlong Stone Pillar.
But he didn't pay much attention. He had already got the number plate and the competition was about to start soon.
Whoosh!
Guyue Half-Saint landed on the fighting platform, glanced at everyone, and said solemnly: "The rules of the Holy Court Ranking Battle are the same as usual. Except for poison, all means can be used."
"The only thing is, you must not take action after your opponent admits defeat, otherwise the referee team, the Half-Saint, will personally stop it. If you are injured or killed by the Semi-Saint, you will bring it upon yourself."
He released the power of the Semi-Saint and looked down sternly.
Every year, people die in the Holy Court, but for the Holy Court, they definitely hope that as many disciples as possible will not die.
"The ranking competition of the Holy Academy is divided into preliminary rounds and finals. The preliminary round rules determine the outcome in one battle, and the loser is eliminated. It will end after a hundred people are screened out. In the finals, one hundred people will compete for the top ten and the top spot. The rules will be determined separately..."
Half Saint Gu Yue began to explain the details.
Si Xueyi was competing for the first time and listened very seriously.
He took a look and saw that Group A had the fewest disciples participating, but there were at least 400 people.
If you want to pass the preliminary rounds and enter the finals, you must defeat at least three people.
After rounds of screening, the opponents you encounter will become stronger and stronger. There is no trickery in this Holy Court ranking match.
The rewards for the top ten in Group A are extremely generous, starting with 300,000 high-grade spiritual jade, a century-old elixir, a top-grade weapon, and 100,000 holy courtyard contribution points.
These are basic rewards, with different rankings, as well as personal exclusive rewards.
"Although we don't know the rewards for the top spot yet, the top ten rewards alone are enough to make people excited. What I lack now are resources..."
Si Xueyi couldn't help but look forward to this ranking match even more.
Apart from more than 10,000 top-quality spiritual jades, it can be said that he has no resources in his hands.
"High-grade spiritual jade can help improve your cultivation. I have the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, which can digest any amount of spiritual jade."
"The Holy Court's contribution points can be exchanged for True Dragon Holy Liquid. This is a good thing. The more, the better."
"Unless the peerless treasures are left over from the mythical age, they won't mean much, but it's not too much."
"The elixir that lasts a hundred years, I don't know if it lasts hundreds of years, it should be at least five hundred years or more, otherwise it would be too stingy."
"They all seem to be good things."
Si Xueyi pinched her chin and was already thinking about how to use these resources before the competition started.
Boom!
After Gu Yue Half Saint finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and the platform under his feet kept shaking.
Soon it was divided into five, and Group A was divided into five battle stages, which could hold five battles at the same time.
Si Xueyi was not surprised. In one arena, so many people couldn't compete in one day.
"Xiao Yunyuan, Lin Feng!"
"Qianyang Palace, Bai Yuanzhen!"
Si Xueyi glanced at one of the battle platforms.
After the two announced their names and bowed, they soon started fighting together.
In just ten moves, Xiaoyun Yuan Lin Feng was defeated, a completely one-sided crushing defeat.
Compared with the disciples of the Sixth Academy and the disciples of the Third Palace, the gap is very obvious.
"The saints of the Three Palaces have a profound background, and they are all at the seventh level of dragon vein. This Bai Yuanzhen dragon essence must be too solidified, and people with purple energy cannot open their eyes..."
"It seems that he has practiced the martial arts of Qianyang Palace, Ziyang Holy Code, and Bai Yuanzhen has refined the Spirit of the Sun, which is far beyond what Lin Feng can compare with."
"The same purple energy comes from the east, but the difference is that of clouds and mud."
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Because the disciples of Qian Yang Palace participated in this competition, it became very popular, and many disciples expressed their opinions.
Saint Lord Qianyang on the Panlong Stone Pillar also saw this battle.
He narrowed his smiling eyes slightly, and with a glance, Feng Yuan Shengjun's face turned dark indeed.
He was in a good mood immediately and said with a smile: "Brother Feng Yuan, smile a little. It's actually quite good to be able to persist in ten moves. After all, he is facing a descendant of the Bai family."
Feng Yuan Shengjun was ridiculed, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched and shaking.
The competition continues next.
Feng Yuan Shengjun was a little surprised to find that whenever the disciples of Xiaoyun Academy faced off against the Saints of the Three Palaces, they all lost extremely embarrassingly.
Some people even had no time to admit defeat, but were beaten so badly that they fell into a coma, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
"Shengjun Qianyang, don't go too far!"
Feng Yuan couldn't help it, pointed at the other party, and scolded him angrily.
Sage Lord Qianyang was too lazy to look at him and said calmly: "What's the matter with this sage? In the competition between disciples, can I help you secretly?"
Holy Lord Xuanyin helped: "Feng Yuan, if you can't afford to lose, don't play. Isn't it normal for people to lose and win in the Holy Academy ranking match?"
The Dragon Head Saint smiled slowly and said: "Qianyang, you said, if one of the six saints has a zero score and there is no place for the finals, will they be counted down?"
Saint Lord Qianyang smiled and said: "Not only is it counting down, the record is about to be broken. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold my head up for more than a hundred years."
The other sages sit upright and dare not speak. This is the oppressive force of the Three Palaces.
The Three Saints of Qianyang seemed to have made no move, but in fact they had secretly made arrangements long ago, and Xiaoyunyuan was targeted.
Feng Yuan Shengjun gritted his teeth angrily, but he had no choice but to hold back his face and turned red.
The dignified Saint King has no temper at all at this moment.
The dragon-headed sage glanced at it and sneered: "Feng Yuan, why are you blushing so hard? The dignified sage doesn't have this bit of self-cultivation, right?"
Without waiting for Feng Yuan to answer, Saint Lord Qianyang looked forward and said calmly: "Don't be afraid of blushing, just turn green later."
Holy Lord Xuanyin answered immediately and said with a smile: "Green face? Turtle, hahahaha!"
The Dragon-headed Saint also laughed, and his laughter was particularly harsh.
Sage Lord Qianyang chuckled and said: "Xuanyin, don't talk nonsense. I didn't mean to say that Lord Feng Yuan was a turtle, absolutely not."
Under the humiliation of the three of them, Feng Yuan Shengjun's face turned green with anger.
Holy Lord Qianyang sneered in his heart.
This Feng Yuan has always been dishonest, and this time he dared to openly challenge him. He must be shown how powerful he is.
"No. 96, Tianlin Peak Secretary Xueyi!"
Suddenly, Half Saint Gu Yue read his name, and the Saint Lord on the Panlong Stone Pillar looked slightly startled, and everyone looked over.
The noisy Qianqiu Square also became quiet for a moment, and everyone stood up and looked towards Group A.
"No. 108, Dragon Head Palace Zhang Jing!"
Qianqiu Square, which had just calmed down, suddenly burst into excitement, and there were endless exclamations.
"I'm going, Si Xueyi is going to face the Saints of the Three Palaces!"
"You're done, the senior saints of the Three Palaces are basically top 100 young talents!"
"I've told you a long time ago that Si Xueyi is seeking death if she leaves Team A."
"Exiled Immortal? Who wouldn't want to trample this Exiled Immortal under his feet, and slap him in the face when he falls?"
"It's so exciting, the first battle is so exaggerated."
Discussions were going on from all sides, and many of the children of the aristocratic families looked extremely excited. Now there was really something good to watch.
"Si Xueyi is dead!"
They looked at each other and spoke categorically, not hiding their hatred for Si Xueyi at all.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi and Zhang Jing stood up at the same time. The other party glanced at Si Xueyi.
There was a look of amusement on Zhang Jing's face, then he spread his arms and came to the fighting stage first.
On the Panlong stone pillar, the dragon-headed sage looked at Feng Yuan with a smile, and said contemptuously: "Guess whether your banished immortal has the chance to say the word "admit defeat."
Feng Yuan Shengjun's face was in burning pain, and he felt that the saints and half-sages on the Panlong Stone Pillar were laughing at him.