"This is the champion of this Tianjiao Conference, which is a bit unexpected."
Chu Ye kicked Dongfang Yucheng off the Lingyu Platform, and when he collected the Divine Phoenix Wings and was a bit suspicious that no one came out to announce his identity as the champion and award the rewards, three figures suddenly appeared in the air.
Unlike Chu Ye who still needed divine phoenix wings to fly, these three figures stood quietly in mid-air without any smoke or smoke.
King Wu? No, no, even Chu Ye's mental strength cannot see through these three people. It is obviously not just King Wu, but Wu Zong.
After experiencing the initial surprise, Chu Ye slightly raised his hands to the three people in mid-air.
"My dear Chu Ye, I have met three masters."
The clothes and patterns on the clothes of these three people are all different, and the auras exuded by them are also different. Obviously they are not from the same sect, but the aura of each of them is unfailingly powerful, and there is no room for doubt.
These three people should be the people from the three major sects who came to choose disciples at this Tianjiao Conference.
Xuanyuan Sect, Shuiyue Sect, Qianyuan Sect!
Chu Ye's heart became hot.
"This guy looks pretty good, but it's a pity that he's a man, so he will give you two an advantage."
Among the three people was a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a light cyan dress. Her eyes turned around Chu Ye and then looked at Gongsun Menglu under the Lingyu stage. Needless to say, she was naturally the most popular among the three third-grade sects.
Yuezong.
Shuiyue Sect only recruits female disciples. No matter how good Chu Ye's performance is, he cannot recruit him as a disciple. Chu Ye does not put his hope in Shuiyue Sect.
I just don’t know which of the other two represents the Xuanyuan Sect and which one represents the Qianyuan Sect.
"In these small fights, the outcome is just a matter of good luck, and it depends on the qualifications. I think the geniuses of the ten eastern countries this time are slightly better than the previous ones, but they can barely be selected.
One pick.”
The middle-aged man in gray robe standing next to the beautiful woman in green looked at Chu Ye as if he were looking at a defective product that he had randomly selected, which made Chu Ye feel uncomfortable.
However, he also knew that in the eyes of these sect members, even if he won the first place in the Tianjiao Conference, he was just a slightly stronger ant.
The unhappiness in my heart was not revealed at all.
Strength is the criterion in the Xuantian world. Only if you are strong enough can you not be looked down upon by others. As long as one day he is stronger than this gray-robed man, he can naturally despise this gray-robed man. But before that, shouting "I am
Not only will words such as "genius" not be taken seriously by others, but it may also bring greater disaster to oneself.
In response to the question from the man in gray robe, the middle-aged man in coarse linen clothes next to him just nodded obediently and did not make any remarks.
The middle-aged man in gray robe didn't care much about other people's attitudes. With a wave of his hand, he summoned all the twelve geniuses to the high platform. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, twelve storage rings fell on everyone.
The storage rings on each body have different colors and patterns. Obviously, according to their rankings, they will get different storage rings.
"These storage rings are your rewards for becoming the Twelve Prodigies of the Ten Eastern Kingdoms. These are worthless little things, just use them yourself."
The man in gray robe is not interested in the quota of twelve people at all. To him, people like Chu Ye fighting to death on the Lingyu Platform is just a farce. Who wins and who loses has nothing to do with him.
, he just picked out twelve stronger ants from a group of ants, but it didn't matter in his eyes which of the twelve ants was taller and stronger.
"If you want to enter the sect, you must first show your qualifications to enter the sect. This is the Hidden Dragon Stone. Put your hands on it one by one."
Chu Ye frowned, he valued his qualifications so much. He thought that this man in gray robe must be from the Xuanyun Sect. This was also the problem that Chu Ye didn't want to face the most. His current spiritual root level was only level four, and among the warriors, he could only
It can be regarded as medium
With lower qualifications, if the sect really recruits disciples based on qualifications, even if he wins the first place in the Genius Conference, he can only get more resources from the ten eastern countries as rewards, but he cannot be selected by the three.
Favored by large sects.
What makes Chu Ye most embarrassed is that he can predict the qualifications of the people of the Xuanyun Sect, but the people of the Qianyuan Sect have no objection at all. Doesn't it mean that the people of the Qianyuan Sect don't value these!
Although the last thing that he wanted to happen happened, he obviously couldn't back down at this moment. As the first place in the Tianjiao Competition, Chu Ye was assigned to be the last one to use Qianlong Stone to test, and the first one to use Qianlong Stone.
Shi's is a warrior from the Cang Sui Empire.
As the hand was placed on the Qianlong Stone, a red and green light suddenly flashed on the Qianlong Stone. There was more red and less green. This light became more and more dazzling and continued to climb up the Qianlong Stone.
It was also at this time that everyone saw that there were actually dotted lines on the Hidden Dragon Stone, which seemed to be used to measure the level of light.
One square...two squares...three squares...five and a half squares.
"Level 5 and second-class spiritual roots, majoring in fire and wood attributes, what a piece of rubbish!"
The man in gray robe took a casual look and knocked down the genius of the Cang Sui Empire. The genius was originally looking forward to whether he would be chosen as a disciple by the sect, but he did not expect that not only would he not be favored by the sect in the blink of an eye.
He was unexpectedly knocked down from the high platform. There was a sound of broken bones, and Tianjiao spat out a mouthful of blood before he collapsed to the ground.
, lost consciousness, Tianjiao was surrounded by several people who immediately took pills for him, barely saving his life. They looked at the high platform but dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Even the other people on the Lingyu Platform
Tianjiao and the surrounding onlookers were all shocked by the gray-robed man's actions. They were speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere became extremely dull.
"What are you doing standing still? Next one!"
The man in gray robe didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did. Seeing that there was no one else to test, the martial arts aura on his body was fully activated, which made the hearts of the geniuses on the Lingyu stage feel as if a heavy boulder was pressing on them.
The results of the next two geniuses' tests were not much better. Fortunately, with the demonstration of the first genius, these two people immediately bowed their hands and saluted, and jumped off the Lingyu Platform on their own, thus saving themselves.
I originally thought that having a sect to choose disciples was a good thing, but I didn't expect that it would accidentally become a talisman for death. It seems that it is more comfortable to just be a genius in the empire.
"Next!"
As the results of the Qianlong Stone test for the first three people came out, the gray-robed man's expression became even more indifferent, and his voice revealed an undisguised impatience.
But when he saw the girl in light pink gauze who came out next, her face became slightly prettier.
If I remember correctly, this is a person born with phantom eyes, so we can look forward to it a little bit. (To be continued)