"Long Wen, I want an explanation! If the reason you gave me seems reasonable to me, I will naturally judge you fairly and won't wrongly accuse you!" High Priest Wu Wuxian said calmly.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and had no choice but to say: "High Priest! When you asked Xiyou to fight me before, you didn't attach any conditions, such as not to hit hard, everything is over!"
"Since the high priest didn't say anything, I think that a wise man like you must not have forgotten, and you should also mean that this duel should be played freely, regardless of casualties, this is my understanding!"
"That's nonsense, it's all nonsense! High Priest, this ant is so arrogant that he even speculates on your intentions. He deserves to be killed! Shi is willing to take action and kill this arrogant ant for you, High Priest!" Zhuo Wen
As soon as he finished speaking, Corpse Nethermarsh immediately retorted.
Zhuo Wen did not speak, but looked at Wu Wuxian, suppressing it until he could decide the final verdict. Only Wu Wuxian was in front of him.
As long as Wu Wuxian didn't say anything, no matter what he said, he wouldn't dare to attack at will.
"Well, your statement is good. You can barely satisfy me. You can go down and wait for the second stage of the competition to begin!" Wu Wuxian's tone remained calm and authentic.
Shiyinzhu's face changed slightly. When he was about to speak, he was stared back by Wu Wuxian's plain, emotionless gaze. He shrank his neck. The words he was about to say were completely withered.
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Zhuo Wen nodded and calmly retreated to Ziwei Xingjun.
Zhuo Wen glanced at Ziwei Xingjun's movements and could tell that Ziwei Xingjun was probably preparing to take action for him. This made his heart move slightly and he was quite grateful to Ziwei Xingjun.
He believed that as long as Wu Wuxian made an unfair judgment, Ziwei Xingjun might have already taken action.
"Brother Ziwei, no matter what happens, you must never take action for me! I have my own way to escape. There is no need for you to go into the water with me!" Zhuo Wen warned through a message.
Ziwei Xingjun's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.
"This country bumpkin's name is Long Wen! His strength is not bad, but he is still far behind Senior Brother Tu Qian!" Qian Ping, who had always disliked Zhuo Wen in the Moon Wolf Clan team, curled her lips and said with some displeasure.
Tu Qian, who was standing next to Qian Ping, was a little surprised by Zhuo Wen's performance, but after listening to Qian Ping's words, his eyes showed pride.
On the other hand, E Taihe, the leader of the Moon Wolf Clan, had a solemn expression. He said in a deep voice: "You two, don't underestimate the enemy. Although this Long Wen's background is far inferior to yours, I always feel that his strength is not simple. He may not be able to fight against Xi You."
Use all your strength."
Tu Qian and Qian Ping were startled, thinking that E Taihe had such a high opinion of Long Wen.
However, the two of them didn't particularly care. In their opinion, no matter how strong Long Wen was, could he compare with top geniuses like them?
Compared with small clans and big clans, especially the top big clans like the ten major races, there is a huge gap in background. This also makes the geniuses cultivated by the two completely incomparable.
No matter how well Zhuo Wen performs, in their eyes, Zhuo Wen is still a small tribe, an ant-like existence, and they still look down upon him.
Feng Liluo, the Phoenix leader in the Phoenix clan, frowned fiercely. Looking at Zhuo Wen's figure, he felt a little familiar.
This feeling of familiarity disgusted him because it reminded him of a person he hated very much.
But after careful inspection, he could not detect any aura of that annoying person on Long Wen's body. It was just an intuition that this person was somewhat familiar.
"No matter who this Long Wen is, a small tribe in this area can possess such great strength, and even have a heaven-level divine elixir. Such a small tribe must have a big secret. After this Wusong Conference ends, this person must find
Seize the opportunity to find out his secret!"
Feng Liluo's eyes flickered, but she had a bad plan in mind.
"Now that the first phase of the Wusong Club is over, the second phase is about to begin! The five hundred contestants born this time will come out, and those who have been eliminated should retire!" Wu Wuxian spoke again.
The eliminated foreigners all had sad expressions on their faces and slowly retreated. They knew that they had no chance of joining the Wusong Society.
"The second stage is very simple. You have also seen twelve huge statues of ancestral witches standing around the guardian land!"
"These twelve statues of ancestral witches are the statues of the twelve ancestral witches carved by the ancestor of the witch clan at the beginning of its establishment, both in terms of image and breath.
Or perhaps the background is very similar to the real Twelve Ancestral Witches."
"Next, I will arouse the holy power of the ancient ancestral witches among the twelve ancestral witch statues. The holy power of the ancestral witches will continue to increase! Those who cannot bear it will be eliminated until the last 108 left can successfully advance to the first place.
Phase two!”
Wu Wuxian's voice is plain, but it contains a unique rhythm, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Everyone, come to the center of the guardian land and sit cross-legged in your best posture. I will begin to arouse the power of Pangu."
Wu Wuxian pointed to the three-mile radius area in the center of the guardian land and said calmly.
After Wu Wuxian finished speaking, Wu Xingyuan kicked off his right foot and appeared in the center of the guardian land as if teleporting. He was very proud, standing there with his hands behind his back, as dazzling as the God of War.
Shifu snorted coldly and landed not far away from Wu Xingyuan. However, he was not as big as Wu Xingyuan. Instead, he took out the futon and crossed his legs to adjust his condition.
Wu Qiutong, Tu Qian, Qian Ping, Feng Buming and other geniuses from the ten major races also flew away. Then the geniuses from the big clans also reacted and swarmed out to find an open space within a three-mile radius.
, took out the futon and sat cross-legged on it.
Zhuo Wen, Ziwei Xingjun and Jingshan, the only three small clan geniuses to advance to the 500th place, also entered the three-mile radius, randomly selected a place, took out a futon, and sat down cross-legged.
From this angle, in the center of the guardian land, except for Wu Xingyuan who was standing, all the other geniuses were sitting cross-legged on the futon, adjusting their state.
"Start now!"
Wu Wuxian's eyes were dull, and all he saw was that she was making secrets with both hands, and a flash of colorful light surged between her hands.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a ray of colorful light flew out, shuttled through the void, and instantly landed on one of the ancestral witch statues.
This is the statue of the ancestral witch Zhu Rong. The statue of Zhu Rong seemed to be alive. A very terrifying flame burned on the surface of the statue. A hot and terrifying air wave was crushed down one after another, acting as a guardian.
The land with a radius of three miles in the center of the earth.
Bang bang bang!
The moment the terrifying pressure poured down, some aliens groaned and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that they could not adapt to the sudden increase in pressure.
What's more, several aliens were not prepared. The moment the powerful pressure fell, they stumbled and flew out, hitting the ground heavily.
These aliens who flew out were immediately eliminated and left sadly.
While everyone was trying their best to resist this terrifying pressure, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a strange look. It was hard to tell whether he was surprised or happy.