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Chapter 542 Invitation to Battle

Qin Zhining and the other five ignored the thousands of fanatical looks from the audience and slowly walked to the high platform and sat down.

An old man who looked like he was in his seventies slowly walked onto the high platform, bowed to the five people and then asked: "Princess, can we start?"

The woman who was called the princess raised her head and quickly scanned the audience. When she saw Jun Mo and Jun Tianxiao, she nodded slightly to them.

Immediately, she looked at Qin Zhining beside her. Seeing that the latter's eyes were dull and unaffected by the atmosphere, she nodded lightly and said, "Let's begin!"

"yes!"

The old man bowed, stepped back a few steps, then turned around, faced the high platform and said loudly: "After more than thirty years, I never thought that I would be able to stand here again to witness the succession ceremony of the saint of our clan."

"Except for the two young masters Jun Mo and Jun Tianxiao, all present are the elites of our Black Demon clan. Everyone knows that the saint is the symbol of the highest power of our clan. Therefore, the conditions for taking over as the saint are also very demanding. Not only do you need

The last saint recommended must have the strength to convince all the younger generations of our clan."

"So, according to the usual practice, today the Saint needs to accept the challenge from all the younger generations of the Black Demon Clan. The succession ceremony cannot be held until everyone surrenders and there is no objection."

"However, in order to avoid casualties, I hereby announce that warriors who have not cultivated to the level of the Demon Emperor are not qualified to challenge the Saint!"

As soon as the old man said this, the whole place was in an uproar.

"What, the requirements are so high?"

"Does this mean that the saint's cultivation is already at the level of the Demon King?"

"How is it possible? As far as I know, a few years ago, the saint only had the strength of a demon general. How come she has crossed the demon king realm and reached the demon king realm in just a few years?"

"Oh, it seems I have no hope."

"..."

At this Saintess Succession Ceremony, most of the warriors came to watch the ceremony, but there were always a few who had different purposes. They were powerful and wanted to challenge the Saint.

Of course, it does not mean that defeating the Saint can replace the Saint's status. Especially for some male warriors, no matter how powerful they are, it is impossible for them to assume the position of Saint.

Their target was Shilou.

Everyone in the Black Demon Clan knows that Shilou is a symbol of the rights and strength of the entire tribe. If you want to go further on the road of martial arts, you can only get more recognition from Shilou or even join Shilou.

resource.

In this case, challenging the Saint is undoubtedly the fastest way, and it is also a great opportunity to show his face in front of the princess and others.

As long as you perform well, no matter whether you win or lose, you will hopefully be favored by the people in Shilou.

However, the old man announced that he was not qualified to challenge the Saint if he had not cultivated to the level of the Demon Emperor. This immediately stopped the thoughts of many younger generations, causing the usually solemn Shilou Square to be filled with people and discussions.

"quiet!"

Suddenly, the old man's demonic energy burst out on the high platform, and a frightening demonic power descended on the audience, suppressing everyone's discussion.

When everyone's eyes fell on him, the old man said: "Everyone, please be patient and listen to what I have to say first. We, the Black Demon Clan, are martial and advocating the strong rule of respecting the strong. How could I not know what you are thinking?

What?"

"Shilou has already prepared for this and has divided the ceremony into two sessions. The time before noon will be reserved for everyone. Anyone who thinks they have good abilities can show up; if there are any grudges between each other, they can also show off.

You can take this opportunity to solve it, life or death!"

"good!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he was immediately greeted by a burst of cheers.

"Brother Wen, the Black Demon Clan has very few members, so why do the rules allow for separation of life and death?" Zhong Zihao asked in a low voice.

"Brother Zhong is unaware of something. This is not because our clan regards the lives of our people as nothing but grass, but for the sake of the overall situation." Wen Zhe replied.

"Oh? How do you say this?" This answer made Zhong Zihao even more puzzled.

"Precisely because there are too few members of the Black Demon Clan, we have attached great importance to unity since ancient times, bringing together our limited forces to deal with the outside world. If the clan has internal conflicts that are not resolved and break out on the battlefield, it will inevitably affect more people.

big."

"Instead of doing this, it is better to let these contradictions disappear completely before they lead to the worst results."

Wen Zhe's voice was very heavy, but it seemed natural, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with this approach at all.

Zhong Zihao was shocked. This was the first time he heard such a statement.

However, if you think about it carefully, you have to admit that although the Black Demon Clan's approach is cruel, it has certain desirability. No wonder there is no such thing as a traitor among the Demon Clan in the records from ancient times to the present.

thing.

Perhaps, this is the fundamental reason why the demon clan can remain strong.

While the two were talking, a warrior had already appeared, standing proudly in a huge open space in front of the high platform.

This person has a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Demon Lord Realm. After giving a slight salute in the direction of the high platform, he shouted: "Sha Jianbai, come out and die!"

"Long Gen, I have been waiting for this battle for a long time, and I have no intention of holding back today!" A thick voice replied.

Immediately, the figure flashed, and a burly man with a height of more than seven feet fell into the field. He also carried a giant hammer on his shoulders, and exuded a violent aura.

"Bang!"

This person smashed the ground and shook it slightly, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky. Fortunately, this square had special restrictions placed on it, so even a demon emperor at the Shinto level would not be able to easily destroy it.

The two people obviously had deep grudges. After a few words, they turned into giants and struck at the same time, with deadly moves. Long Gen's weapon was a thick-backed sword of the holy weapon level, and the giant hammer used by Sha Jianbai was also of a low grade.

Not only were they proficient in martial arts, but their physical strength was also impressive, and they all used violent and head-on fighting styles. For a while, they kept shouting and filled with demonic aura, which made everyone dizzy.

After about a stick of incense, Long Gen and Sha Jianbai were still fighting evenly, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

In the end, it was Sha Jian who was white-haired and ruthless, and killed Long Gen with a giant hammer at the cost of one arm. Even the body was smashed to pieces by him, leaving no intact body.

The demons seemed to be accustomed to such bloody scenes. Most of the onlookers were surprised, but few were afraid. After Shilou sent people to clean up the scene, someone else came on to fight.

The warriors fighting were of all kinds, some were resolving personal vendettas, some were demonstrating their strength, and some were even deceitful in order to gain Shilou's favor, and so on.

Of course, none of this could escape the discernment of the old man who presided over the ceremony on the high platform.

"They are all very powerful. It would be great if I could achieve such combat power in the future." Wen Zhe looked on with fascination and envy.

Finally, when it was close to noon and almost no warriors came on stage, Jun Tianxiao of the Flame Demon Clan suddenly stood up.

His eyes traveled around the whole place, and finally stopped on the white-clothed young man from the evil demon clan, and said with a smile: "Jun Mo, the two of us will have a battle sooner or later, why not take advantage of today's great day and use the Saintess's Succession Ceremony to complete it?

Bar!"


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