Demon Concubine Yutian

4993 - Lost Zuo Continent's face
It deeply hurt the eyes of the elders and disciples of various families.

When the various families in the Left Continent looked at the cultivators from the countries in the Right Continent, the people in the Right Continent naturally also observed them.

"Look, Zuo Continent is so weak. Among the disciples who came here, none of them are eighth-level mad warriors, they are all just some sixth-level trash! With such a cultivation level, how dare you come to our martial arts conference?"

A high-pitched voice came out of You Dalu's team, "I think it's better to propose to His Majesty the Emperor of Zhutian Kingdom not to let them play, and just watch quietly as a chicken in the audience, otherwise, I'm afraid that I will You can crush them to death with one finger!"

Hearing such provocative words, some disciples in the ranks of various aristocratic families immediately lost their composure.

However, when he wanted to speak out, he was stopped by his own elders.

On the Five Star Continent, whether it is the Left Continent or the Right Continent, cultivation is absolute strength, and their cultivation is indeed inferior to the Right Continent.

Seeing that the disciples of the Left Continent team were silent, the cultivators of the Right Continent suddenly became more reckless.

"You Moyun Kingdom are as skilled as clouds, so don't say that. If this gets to the ears of His Majesty the Emperor Zhutian Kingdom, I'm afraid we will say that we are bullying others and bullying the trash in the Zuo Continent."

Another voice came out, and a thin man walked out from the crowd. He was long like jade, with clean eyebrows and eyes. He looked very gentle, but he said words that did not match his appearance. The cultivators from Zuo Dalu are discussing each other, how about it?"

When he talked about sparring, he deliberately emphasized his tone.

How could the people present fail to hear his overtones?

"You have no country in water because you have too many minds."

The disciple from Mo Yun Kingdom just now sneered, "It's almost time for the Martial Arts Conference to be held, let's go."

Seeing the disciples from the Right Continent entering the Tianzhu City one after another, the elders of the various families in the Zuo Continent all looked very unhappy.

The elder Qi's family turned pale and said, "I just quietly counted, and among those teams in You Continent, only three are sixth-order mad warriors, and their status is not very high. Others, there are more than 50 seven The first-level Valkyrie, 23 eighth-level Valkyrie, and..."

Listening to the statistics of the elders of the Qi family, the hearts of the elders of the family sank to the bottom.

The disciples they brought were all sixth- and seventh-order mad warriors. Although the number of them was more than that of You Dalu, but——

The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to break through. The seventh-level Valkyrie and the eighth-level Valkyrie seem to be only one level apart, but there is a huge difference.

Some people can easily reach the eighth-level Valkyrie in just a few decades, but some people can only be stuck at the seventh-level Valkyrie after spending hundreds of years in their entire lives, and cannot go any further.

None of the ten seventh-level Valkyrie is an opponent of an eighth-level Valkyrie, let alone more than twenty opponents!
How do they compare in this martial arts competition?
Are you specially picking a few low-level disciples who are few and far between?
Wouldn't that be a loss of face in the left continent and a laughing stock for the people in the right continent!

The Martial Cultivation Conference was imminent, and everyone had no time to think, so they could only follow the envoys who came to greet them, and entered the Tianzhu City.

The venue of the Martial Arts Cultivation Conference was set up in the military academy training ground in the Emperor Zhutian City.
(End of this chapter)