"Working together? They are worthy of it?" Qiu Mingxuan looked at Gu Fenghua and the others contemptuously, and said sarcastically, "In today's competition, you may not have the chance to go on stage. If you should sell peanuts and melon seeds, go quickly. Don't miss it.
After time, such a grand event will only happen once every 100 years, but there will be no such good business in the future, hahahahaha.”
"Although you don't have a chance to play in today's competition, there are some opportunities to be embarrassed. If you know the truth, it may be too late to leave now." Lin Hanyi also sneered.
After saying that, they walked over from Gu Fenghua and the others with their heads raised, and sat in a seat closer to the competition platform.
"What does this mean?" asked the fat white man.
"It seems that the five of them will win all in today's competition, and it's not our turn to appear." Luo Enen said with his chin in his arms.
"It seems that they not only want to win, but also want to embarrass us." Ye Wuse said seriously.
"It seems that they are very confident." Gu Fenghua smiled faintly.
At this moment, a guard came to the ninth prince and quietly handed him something.
The ninth prince opened it and looked at it, breathing a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.
"You can take a look at this first, you have a clear idea in your heart." The ninth prince handed Gu Fenghua a paper sign with a list written on it.
Gu Fenghua looked carefully and found that he was the life experiences of several young elites in Guanghua Country who were about to participate in the competition, and his cultivation level was clearly written.
"The father sent someone to inquire about them a few years ago, especially their cultivation level. Today, the ninth prince explained to Gu Fenghua.
Only then did Gu Fenghua realize that this Ten Directions Ceremony, Guanghua Kingdom was naturally determined to win, but Xinghua Kingdom would not sit still and wait for death. It began to inquire about the opponent's news a few years ago. It was just because human cultivation was constantly changing, and even
Even the candidates to participate in the Ten-Party Ceremony will continue to change, so it was confirmed today.
After carefully looking at the cultivation of those people, except for one of the fifth grade soul saints, the others were all at the realm of Dharma saints, which was exactly as strong as theirs.
This time, Gu Fenghua also felt relieved. With her strength, it should not be difficult to deal with the fifth-grade Soul Saint. Qiu Mingxuan and others are so confident that they must be confident. Even if they can't win completely, they should not be defeated.
Luo Enen, Bai Fatty, and Ye Wuse have obtained the inheritance of Mr. Feng, and after her tempering (to be precise, it is irresistible), their combat power has increased greatly. In this ten-side ceremony, they should win and should be great.
There is hope.
Soon, the few people finished reading the list and handed it back to the ninth prince, who handed it to Qiu Mingxuan and others. After reading the list, they looked relaxed and subconsciously looked at Gu Fenghua and others.
, and his expression was even more proud.
A low horn sounded again over the arena.
On the opposite side of the competition stand, nine young men and women walked over, sat down one by one, their eyes stabbed at Gu Fenghua and others.
That gaze was so cold and ruthless, as if a hundred years of hatred was suppressed. Looking at those pairs of cold and ruthless eyes, Gu Fenghua felt like he had seen a long battle on the battlefield, stained with blood.
A sword full of killing.
A heavy breath was quietly released from them. Even through a huge competition platform, Gu Fenghua felt that the aura around him suddenly became cold, making people shudder.