Bai Ye sat quietly in the auditorium, closing his eyes and concentrating. There were noisy crowds around him, including players and spectators. People were extremely excited, cheering noisily, waiting for the fierce collision of geniuses.
After the judges at the Vientiane Gate sat down, they saw a group of gorgeously dressed attendants approaching. They carried large and exquisite gift boxes, walked to the edge of the ring, and put down the gift boxes.
The audience around them stared at the gift boxes with wide eyes.
Just the packaging box is exuding a halo, what kind of treasure will be inside?
"What are these?"
"These are the rewards provided by Wanxiang Sect to those outstanding geniuses! Wanxiang Sect people focus on cultivating talents, but do not use them for their own purposes. They will focus on and support anyone with extraordinary talents. In this sect name selection, they won
Many good treasures have been produced that can help soul practitioners practice. If they can stand out in competitions and get some rewards, I’m afraid they will be of use to them in this life."
"Is there such a good thing?"
I saw Qiaofeng come on stage again and shouted: "The final selection competition is about to begin. The rules of the competition are based on the duel rules of the sects. No harm to life or destruction of the heavenly soul is allowed. Violators will be disqualified from the final selection. Let's start now."
When the numbers are called and the contest numbers appear, they will go on stage to duel on their own initiative!"
After finishing her words, Qiaofeng nodded towards the judges below.
The judges pressed their hands into a magic circle on the table. In an instant, the barrier around the stage shone with bursts of light, and then two competition numbers appeared.
"One hundred and thirty-one! Loose cultivator Chen Miao has no power."
"Seven! The Qianyuan cultivator is scattered and has no power!"
As soon as the competition number appeared, two people immediately flew out from the seats around them and boarded the stage to fight.
"How to use this kind of rules to conduct a runoff? There should be free fighting. Whoever is stronger will come to power, and whoever refuses will challenge. Wouldn't that be more efficient?" someone in the audience asked.
"You're stupid. We used this method to decide the election last time. As a result, a master came to power and defeated forty people in a row. No one dared to fight in the back. Many potential talents were buried and there was no chance at all. The Wanxiang Gate is
Selecting potential stocks is not about selecting the number one expert, so you definitely can’t use that method!”
"That's it..."
The audience gradually became quiet.
The first battle was quite boring, with a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, but with just three moves, No. 131 was knocked off the ring.
Qianyuan No. 7 looked at the judges expectantly, but the judges all looked calm and showed no reaction at all.
not enough.
Qianyuan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and he shouted: "Come again!"
Wow!
The competition number flashed on the barrier again.
Number eleven!
"Contestant No. 11 Luo He, third level of the Soul Realm, represents the Tianhua Yue Family!" Qiao Feng shouted.
When Lohe came on stage, people's eyes lit up a bit.
"I'll give you a few moves." Luo He put his hands behind his back, taking his time.
"Arrogant." Qianyuan growled, rushed over, and threw several punches, but Luohe easily caught them. Qianyuan also had third-level strength, but there was a huge difference in speed, and even his soul power was inferior to Luohe's.
After one move, Luohe knocked him unconscious with a flying kick.
"good!"
People from the Yue family shouted excitedly.
Yue Yanghao nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.
The previous battles were all decided within a hundred breaths. There were too many people participating in the finals, and their strengths were uneven. People with very different soul levels often faced each other. Although the audience was very interested, they were not ready yet.
to the point of boiling.
Loch almost went all the way and was invincible. Since he took the stage, he has defeated six people in a row without getting hurt. The audience was talking about it and the audience was cheering for him.
The smile on Yue Yanghao's face became even stronger. Luo He was outstanding in strength and quite famous. He represented the Yue family in the battle. With such achievements, the Yue family's reputation would naturally follow.
"Number 33, Man Sun, level 4 Juehunjing, represents the Tianhua Man family to fight!"
Just after Luohe knocked one person off the stage, Qiaofeng shouted again.
As soon as he said this, Luohe's expression changed drastically.
The crowd below was also in a commotion.
"Mansun? Fourth level of Soul Mirror? When did he reach the fourth level?" Yue Yanghao's eyebrows sank, and he turned to ask Yue Laosan: "Isn't Mansun just promoted to the third level? What is going on?"
"Brother, I don't know, maybe... this has something to do with Man Honglong." Yue Laosan said in a deep voice.
Man Honglong has not returned to Tianhua for a long time, but this sect name election suddenly appeared, which must have its purpose.
With a playful smile, Man Sun jumped onto the stage and looked at the pale Luo He in a joking manner.
Fourth level? Luo He never expected that Man Sun would have such strength.
"Player Lohe, you have fought several times in a row before. Now you have a chance to rest. If you want to rest, we will temporarily suspend the game." Qiaofeng said.
"No need!" Lohe took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let's get started."
"Haha, you have courage, but you will regret it later." Mansun laughed, not taking Luo He seriously at all.
Luo He was annoyed: "Mansun, I remember you were only at the third level of the Soul Realm, but now you have suddenly been promoted to the fourth level. You must have used some method to force the promotion. The road to cultivation must be down-to-earth. Trying to encourage others will only harm yourself."
, so what if you are fourth level? Watch me defeat you!"
Luo He made a desperate move, his Heavenly Soul bloomed, and his Yuan Power was directly sacrificed.
"Defeat me? Just by you? This is simply a fantasy!"
Mansun sneered again and again, but did not sacrifice his heavenly soul. Instead, he crossed his arms and looked at Luohe playfully.
"The duel begins!" Qiao Feng shouted.
The fight started, and Luo He rushed over. His heavenly soul was a huge rat, which gave him the power of a spirit that was agile and changeable. Therefore, Luo He's movements were extremely fast and his movements were particularly agile. He could suddenly change during the fight.
The moves are both offensive and defensive, and can be retracted and released freely.
Luo He rushed towards him, and like a gust of wind, he fell in front of Man Sun in an instant. The terrifying Yuan Power was like a blazing flame, blasting hard towards Man Sun's face.
The audience in the audience could hardly keep up with Loch's speed with their naked eyes!
So fast!
That fist was almost close to Man Sun's face.
but...
Bar!
A strange voice sounded from the stage, and Man Sun raised his hand and calmly grabbed Luo He's fist, with an even more playful smile on his face.
It's blocked!
People's hearts skipped a beat.
Such a swift and violent punch was actually deflected by Mansun Yundanfeng?
"Trash, you call this an attack? Look at me!"
Man Sun sneered, suddenly raised his other hand, and struck Luo He's chest hard.
Boom!
The fists collided hard, and a dull sound erupted.
Luo He flew out like a kite with broken strings, and fell heavily to the ground. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, then closed his eyes and passed out. His chest sunk and the soul power in his body collapsed.
The punch is incredible. Luo He's Heavenly Soul must have been seriously damaged. Although it has not been destroyed, it is not much different from being destroyed. If he recovers, he may not even have the strength of the Juehun Mirror...
One punch!
People shouted out.
Is the gap between Luo He and Man Sun so big?
"When did Man Sun become so powerful?"
Even Yue Qingwu was surprised. She and Mansun had known each other for a long time. Mansun was a dandy. He did evil things in Tianhua City and did many evil things with the protection of his family. She could say that she was extremely disgusted with this person. Mansun
On weekdays, eating, drinking and having fun, can he have the strength of the third level of the Soul Realm, or is it because of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures provided by his family that he can break through to the fourth level so quickly? It is simply impossible with his own ability!
"Does the representative of the Yue family only have so much strength? He fell down before I even exerted any force. It's boring, so boring!"
Mansun turned his head and looked at the Yue family over there, laughing loudly.
Yue Yanghao's face was ugly, and the Yue family was shaking with popularity. Representatives of other major families looked at Yue Yanghao, with flashes of smiles on their faces.
"Master Ping, are you confident in defeating Mansun?" Yue Yanghao asked in a low voice.
"Although Mansun has level four strength, it's not difficult to defeat him. It's just that I'm worried about one person..."
"who?"
"Man Honglong." Ping Yidao said solemnly.
"Man Honglong? Did he also participate in the sect name final election?" Yue Yanghao was stunned: "With his strength and talent, he is destined to be the first sect candidate, why should he bother?"
"The head of the Yue family should know better than me. This so-called sect name final election is actually an open and covert struggle between the major families in Tianhua City. Why can't he participate?" Ping Yidao said in a serious voice.
Yue Yanghao's face looked ugly.
Defeating Luohe was just the beginning. The strength that Mansun showed next was even more shocking.
Luohe won six games in a row, which was already impressive, but Mansun won the next twenty-two games with overwhelming force. Each battle only took about a hundred breaths of effort, which was simply unbelievable.
I dare to imagine that this person is Mansun, the famous dandy in Tianhua City.
"Why has it become a monopoly again?"
"With Man Sun's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to become a candidate for the First Sect!"
"Look, the judges seem to be very satisfied!"
"The Man family gave birth to Man Honglong, and now Man Sun has risen again. I'm afraid that in the future, Tianhua City will have the surname Man!!"
People were whispering to each other, and Man Sun's behavior was so extraordinary.
Mansun Chunfeng was proud, looking around with arrogance, and shouted: "Isn't there anyone who can fight?"
Many souls were eager to get angry and wanted to go up and teach this madman a lesson.
However, the competition is conducted in order of race numbers, so they can't even try.
"Contestant Mansun, you have a chance to take a break, do you want to take a break?" Qiaofeng looked at Mansun and asked.
"No need, a bunch of drunkards and ricebags, why should we rest? It's best to let them come together, one by one is too boring!" Man Sun laughed.
His madness even made Qiao Feng frown.
She ignored Mansun's arrogance and continued to draw competition numbers. Soon, a number appeared on the barrier.
"Contestant No. 566, Bai Ye, Wu Tianhun? Representative...individual? Yue Qingwu?"
Qiao Feng looked at the information sheet in her hand in disbelief and her tongue was a little knotted as she read it out.
It’s okay if he doesn’t have a heavenly soul. Who does he represent? Yue Qingwu?
People looked at Qiaofeng strangely.
The souls here either represent the sect, represent the family, represent themselves, or represent others to participate in the war? And this person... seems to be a young lady from the Yue family?
"Lord Qiaofeng, did you pronounce it wrong? Wutianhun? What does this mean?"
"He is competing on behalf of Yue Qingwu? Isn't Yue Qingwu the eldest lady of the Yue family? Is he competing on behalf of the Yue family?"
The voices of questioning kept coming, and everyone thought that there were errors in the information reported by Qiao Feng.
At this time, a young man in white clothes with a silent expression stood up from the audience and walked quietly towards the stage.