Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 94 Gou Shengtian's Routine
Shrine of Shaking Light, Hall of Competition.

The Arena Hall is in charge of all the competitions and competitions in the Shaking Holy Land.

The annual potential star list is naturally hosted by the Hall of Competition, and registration is also here.

When Long Hao arrived, it was almost noon.

However, before he stepped into the gate of the Arena, he was stopped by someone.

"The registration in the morning is over, come back in the afternoon."

An inner disciple of the Competition Hall, half lying on the stone chair in front of the hall, lazily basking in the sun with a teacup in his arms, felt someone coming, without even raising his eyelids.

Long Hao was used to the sloppiness of these deacon disciples in his previous life, so he didn't care, he just sat down on the stone chair beside him, rested his mind and adjusted his breath.

It was only an hour before the afternoon, and he was too lazy to run back and forth.

At this time, the deacon disciple glanced at Long Hao with his eyes closed and meditating, and couldn't help but sneered: "You guys who don't understand the rules, still want to sign up?"

Although his voice was very small, Long Hao, who had opened up his consciousness, could sense everything that happened around him even with his eyes closed.

He suddenly understood what the deacon disciple meant, that if he wanted to sign up, he had to get benefits.

Long Hao is tired of this unspoken rule.

With a cold snort in his heart, Long Hao didn't bother to pay any attention to this kind of thing, even if he had a lot of money, he wouldn't spend any of it.

After all, he was still the little angry youth from his previous life.

An hour passed quickly, and the deacon disciple woke up leisurely, stretched his waist unhurriedly, glanced at Long Hao contemptuously, then turned and walked into the hall.

Long Hao got up and walked in.

In the huge competition hall, there were bursts of yawns, and from time to time, a few deacon disciples came out of the side hall eloquently.

No one paid attention to Long Hao, these people washed their faces and made tea on their own, leisurely.

Long Hao's patience was worn out, he went straight to a registration record table, put down the disciple token, and said in a vibrating voice: "Registration, potential star list!"

The voice was not loud, and the tone was very calm, but it exploded in everyone's minds like thunder.

"Hmph." The deacon disciple in front of the table cast a cold glance at Long Hao, then slowly picked up the disciple's token, glanced at it, and immediately shivered.

"You are Long Hao?"

Long Hao frowned slightly, not understanding why the lazy student deacon suddenly cast a malicious look at him.

He remembered very clearly that the two parties had only met for the first time, and there was no past or old enmity.

With a click, the other party didn't wait for Long Hao to speak, he threw the disciple's token back on the table, and said with a sneer, "You can't sign up."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, you are not qualified."

With a sneer, the deacon disciple didn't look at Long Hao again, picked up the tea bowl and drank leisurely.

"fart!"

Long Hao's violent temper finally sprang up. He had endured it for a long time, and he slapped the table so hard that the air was roaring.

"The Holy Land has long stipulated that anyone who is an inner disciple of the Transcendent Realm can sign up for the potential star list!"

"Say I'm not qualified? Who gave you the right?"

The deacon disciple was not intimidated by Long Hao's majesty, his hands trembled in fright, tea splashed all over his body, and he flew into a rage.

However, when he felt a sharp knife-like gaze projected towards him, he felt as if he was being stared at by a giant beast, pointing at Long Hao, he couldn't say a word.

Even Zhu Biao, who was at the sixth level of the Transcendent Realm, was beaten to death by Long Hao. As a deacon disciple at the third level of the Transcendent Realm, he didn't have the guts to fight Long Hao to the death.

Just one look made his hands and feet tremble with fright.

"I!"

With a loud shout, the door of the side hall suddenly opened, and several fierce inner disciples came out one after another.

The leader was dressed gorgeously, wearing a jade crown and wearing golden boots, and his breath was as thick as a river.

It's just that the man's lips were harsh, his face was cold, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Gou Shengtian!"

Long Hao understood immediately.

No wonder these disciples of the Hall of Competitiveness targeted him so much, it turned out that they got Gou Shengtian's instruction.

He didn't know that Gou Shengtian was a disciple of the Hall of Competitiveness before, so he was inevitably a little surprised.

"Why do you say that I'm not qualified?" Long Hao raised his eyebrows coldly, wishing to trample that arrogant face to pieces.

"Hahaha……"

Before Gou Shengtian could speak, the people around him burst into laughter.

"On the potential star list, which one is not a superpower at the ninth level or even the tenth level of the Transcendent Realm, how can you covet it?"

"Don't think that you can dominate the Transcendent Realm by defeating that trash Zhu Biao..."

"A soil turtle who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

The laughter was full of contempt and irony.

There are more than [-] Transcendent Realm powerhouses in the Holy Land of Shaking Light, and many of them are from the ninth or even tenth level of the Transcendent Realm. They are the main force striving for the list of potential stars.

Among other things, the weakest people who dare to sign up are those who are above the seventh level of the Transcendent Realm.

Otherwise, once they entered the ring, they would not be famous, but shameful.

They thought Long Hao was staying at the fourth level of the Transcendent Realm, so they naturally looked down on him.

Long Hao's eyes suddenly turned cold, like a huge dragon waking up, opening its eyes that look down on everything.

"Bullying me when I was young?"

"Still think you trash can block my punch?"

The few people who followed Gou Shengtian were all masters of the eighth or even ninth level of the Transcendent Realm, but in Long Hao's eyes, they were no different from ants.

The contemptuous gaze shocked them, and they felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

"presumptuous!"

"What kind of place do you think our Sports Hall is, dare to come here to act wild?"

The crowd was furious.

But Gou Shengtian smiled and said proudly: "Stop talking nonsense, I am the person in charge of this registration, if I say you are not qualified, you are not qualified!"

provocative!

Chi Guoguo's provocation!

Gou Shengtian's nostrils were upturned, and he looked arrogant and domineering, as if saying: I just don't sign up for you, so hit me if you have the ability!
With Long Hao's temper, he really wanted to trample that face to pieces.

But he wasn't carried away by anger.

This is the Arena.

Once he took the lead, Gou Shengtian didn't even have to move, the elder of the town hall would kill him on the spot without taking any responsibility.

This is a trap.

Gou Shengtian has always wanted to deal with Long Hao, but Long Hao has been in retreat since he was promoted to the inner sect, and he has never found a chance.

Now, Long Hao sent it to his door, how could he miss this great opportunity.

But what surprised him was that Long Hao, who looked dumbfounded, was actually smarter than a monkey.

This little trick can be seen through at a glance.

But even if Gou Shengtian refused to sign up for him, there was nothing he could do.

"I hope you don't regret it!"

Surprisingly, the anger on Long Hao's face dissipated immediately, replaced by a strange smile.

(End of this chapter)