In the end, Feng Buming didn't find a chance to discuss with Zhuo Wen, but he was very angry.
After Feng Buming told Feng Liluo about the conversation between him and Zhuo Wen, Feng Liluo did not feel angry, but looked at Zhuo Wen with serious eyes.
From Feng Buming's words, he could tell that Long Wen seemed to have some prejudice against their Phoenix clan.
But Feng Liluo knew very well that the Phoenix Clan didn't know this Long Wen at all.
This made Feng Liluo feel strange, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Not long after Feng Buming left, geniuses from other wealthy families came to Zhuo Wen one after another. Unfortunately, they were all rejected by Zhuo Wen.
This made many alien geniuses feel a little unhappy with Zhuo Wen.
Three days passed quickly, and Zhuo Wen had completely consolidated the realm of half-step eight stars. The aura on his body, even if he did not rely on the Pangu flag, would not easily leak out and be noticed by others.
And Wu Wuxian walked out of the Wu Clan's hall again.
This time, Wu Wuxian only brought out Wu Xingyuan, Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin, three geniuses who participated in the Wu Song Conference. As for the other powerful Wu clan men, he did not bring them out.
Moreover, many foreigners in the square also noticed that Wu Wuxian who came out had a trace of anxiety in his eyes, as if he was a little absent-minded.
Zhuo Wen also noticed Wu Wuxian's anxious look, and he had some doubts in his heart about what could happen that would make a high-ranking figure like the high priest of the Wu clan show such an anxious look.
This made Zhuo Wen think about it. When Wu Wuxian came out to host the ceremony, he said that the Wu Clan had a distinguished guest, and the Holy Master of the Wu Clan personally entertained the distinguished guest.
Zhuo Wen believed that the only person who could make Wu Wuxian show such an anxious look was the distinguished guest who even the Holy Lord of the Wu Clan came out to entertain in person.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen was full of curiosity about the distinguished guest who came to visit the Wu Clan. What kind of person could make a peerless family like the Wu Clan be so cautious.
The anxiety on Wu Wuxian's face was quickly covered up. She walked to the front of the square and said in a deep voice: "The one hundred and eight players who advanced in the second stage, I wonder if your condition has been adjusted well!"
"If you have adjusted well, then gather in front of me!"
After Wu Wuxian finished speaking, one hundred and eight foreigners, including Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun, gathered in front of the square in the open space about tens of meters away from Wu Wuxian.
Wu Xingyuan, Wu Wenbin and Wu Xiuran also entered the 108-member team from Wu Wuxian's side.
Zhuo Wen glanced at Wu Xingyuan, and he found that Wu Xingyuan's condition had recovered, and he was still looking down on the world, as if he were standing on the clouds, overlooking all the creatures in the world.
Moreover, Wu Xingyuan has not even looked at Zhuo Wen since he appeared. This is a naked disregard.
However, Zhuo Wen didn't care. He knew that Wu Xingyuan's mentality had adjusted.
Wu Xingyuan in this state is the most terrifying. He really has the ability to look down on all the geniuses of his peers.
Even Zhuo Wen had to admire Wu Xingyuan.
If it were before, if he had fought Wu Xingyuan, he actually felt that the winning rate was not high.
But his Pangu Holy Body went a step further. If he broke out all the territory in his body, the outcome of a battle between him and Wu Xingyuan would be at least 50-50.
"The third stage of the competition is very simple. Have you seen the statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches around you?"
"There is a mysterious and vast space inside each ancestral witch statue. You choose one of the ancestral witch statues and enter the melee inside. The winner will get one of the twelve places." Wu Wuxian said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, all the foreigners couldn't help but look at the twelve ancestral witch statues around them.
They know that the selection method of this third stage is somewhat similar to the first stage.
They all choose a statue of the ancestral witch, and the winner in the end gets a quota, and twelve quotas are selected.
Suddenly, many foreign races looked at the top geniuses of the ten major races with fear, such as Wu Xingyuan, Shifu and other famous terrifying geniuses.
They know very well that when encountering such a genius, they have no competitiveness at all and will eventually become a stepping stone for others.
"You start choosing now! This round is similar to the first round. Those who die in the space inside the statue of the ancestral witch will not really die, but will automatically produce a substitute to die in your place! The loser will be eliminated directly.
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As soon as Wu Wuxian said this, he looked at the one hundred and eight contestants in front of the square, but none of these contestants had started to choose.
They were all looking at their feared opponents and paying attention to their every move. It was obvious that they were planning to choose behind others, hoping to try their best to choose a space with a statue of the ancestral witch whose overall level was relatively weak.
"Fellow Taoist Longwen, do you dare to enter the statue of the Zhujiuyin Ancestral Witch with me?"
Suddenly, Wu Xingyuan, who was standing at the front, turned around, looked at Zhuo Wen, and said in a serious voice.
Wu Xingyuan's voice immediately attracted the attention of all the aliens.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Wen, and they were all surprised. They didn't expect Wu Xingyuan to name Zhuo Wen and ask Zhuo Wen to enter the statue of the ancestral witch with him. This was a challenge!
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Fellow Daoist Xingyuan, you are very strong, but I don't think it is necessary for us to face each other so early, or even to face each other!"
Zhuo Wen's goal this time is to enter the Ancestral Witch Qitan. He will not really enter the Ancestral Witch Statue where Wu Xingyuan is. The variables are too great and it is not worth it.
Wu Xingyuan nodded, still expressionless. He turned around, no longer paying attention to Zhuo Wen, and stepped out into Zhu Jiuyin's statue of the ancestral witch.
"Haha, I thought this Long Wen would be so tough? I didn't expect that he was just a coward in the end!" Qian Ping, a member of the Moon Wolf clan's team, said with some disdain.
Not only Qian Ping, but also many geniuses from the big clans who had high expectations for Zhuo Wen shook their heads when they saw that Zhuo Wen did not dare to challenge.
At the same time, many foreign geniuses who regarded Zhuo Wen as their opponents breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, Zhuo Wen defeated Wu Xingyuan in the second stage, making them subconsciously think that Zhuo Wen was not weak.
Now it seems that this son's ability to defeat Wu Xingyuan in the second stage may be due to luck rather than real strength.
In this case, many foreign geniuses are much less afraid of Zhuo Wen than before.
After Wu Xingyuan entered the Zhu Jiuyin statue, Wu Qiutong, Feng Buming and other geniuses from the ten major races also chose the statue they liked.
However, they are all smart, and the statues they selected deliberately avoid statues of the top geniuses of the other ten races.
The corpse of the corpse ghost clan did not choose the statue of the ancestral witch. He crossed his arms and looked at Zhuo Wen with a cold gaze.
Shifu's actions naturally attracted the attention of many foreigners around him.
As for Shifu's posture, they quickly figured out that Shifu was waiting for Long Wen to go in first, and then go in again.
"It seems that Shifu is going to target that Long Wen. I'm afraid that Long Wen will be eliminated this time!"
"If Shifu and Long Wen enter the same statue, Long Wen will definitely be eliminated. Don't look at Long Wen's outstanding performance in the second stage. It has nothing to do with strength! If it is really a real weapon,
In terms of fighting, this Long Wen can only be regarded as the bottom among the 108 players!"
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The surrounding foreigners were talking a lot, and they all looked at Zhuo Wen as if they were laughing. They wanted to see if Shifu was staring at him like this, would Zhuowen enter the statue of the ancestral witch before Shifu.