Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1587 Uncrowned King
"Well, drink tea, drink tea"

In the lounge, these old people held up their teacups one after another, pretending whether they drank or not, not wanting to spit out too much, all of them were old foxes, and they knew that whoever stood out would cause more trouble.

"Walk."

After a while, the group walked out of the lounge.

All around the Shengtian Martial Arts Field, on the high platforms, all of them walked out of a figure.

"Look over there!"

In the martial arts arena, someone suddenly shouted again, and immediately, everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

"It's the seniors of the Holy League. Most of them have gone to the battlefield of gods and demons before. I didn't expect that they would all come back this time."

"It's normal. After all, the Xinghe Martial Arts Contest this time is about the quota to enter the Gods and Demons Realm, and the Gods and Demons Realm has to compete with the demons, so this matter is not a small matter."

"That's right. From the scale of this Xinghe martial arts meeting, it can be seen that the gathering of forces from the Five Realms in the Holy God City can be regarded as an unprecedented event."

In the Shengtian Martial Dojo, countless people raised their heads, looked at the many powerful members of the Holy Alliance on the high platform, and talked a lot.

In just a few moments, the huge Shengtian Martial Arts Field was full of people.

The seats in the front row are filled with people from various powerful forces. After all, not everyone can afford a seat of one hundred thousand top-grade divine crystals.

"The Xinghe Martial Arts Competition has begun, and the rules for this martial arts competition will be announced below."

"There are three arenas in the Martial Arts Competition. Stand or challenge on any of the arenas for nine days. The [-] winners with the most victories will get the quota to enter the world of gods and demons."

"According to the ranking of wins, the top three with the most wins will receive special rewards from the Holy League."

A thick voice slowly sounded over the Shengtian Martial Dojo, echoing around.

As soon as the rules were announced, the four weeks began to move around.

"I'll go first."

Jian Fengyun glanced around, took a look, and then said to Su Xiangru beside him.

"Don't worry about it, let's wait for them to spend a few games first." Su Xiangru sat aside, frowned, and said.

"fine."

Jian Fengyun opened his mouth and said.

He got up directly, gave Jian Xueer a reassuring look, and stepped towards the leftmost one of the three rings.

He saw the disturbed breath of the people around him. It was obvious that the noisy environment around him made Xue'er feel very uncomfortable.

So he wanted to go up and solve it earlier, and take Xue'er back.

Su Xiangru on the side turned sideways, glanced at Jian Xueer, her face fluctuated slightly, obviously, she also understood what Jian Fengyun was thinking.

"Jian Fengyun, he was the first to appear on stage."

"I don't know who is going to challenge him?"

"Who dares to challenge? Most of the people present have seen his combat prowess in beheading the general of Huayan. I guess there is no one in the sacred realm who is his opponent?"

"For sure. Even if you have the confidence to challenge, you probably won't be able to win. The winner of the martial arts competition is judged by victory. If you are severely injured in the first battle, it basically means that you will miss the spot."

"Makes sense."

Around the Shengtian Martial Arts Field, countless people nodded and discussed, looking at the figure in white on the ring, no one came out.

"Jian is here to participate in the martial arts meeting, please give advice to fellow Taoists."

Jian Fengyun stood on the ring, waited for fifteen breaths, saw that no one came up from all around, finally cupped his hands, and said.

His words were calm and not too loud, but they were heard clearly in everyone's ears.

When his words fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Countless warriors looked at the people around them, and the people around them also looked at them, so a strange phenomenon of looking at each other appeared.

Finally, after another ten breaths or so, countless people looked up at the high platforms around the ring, as if they were waiting for their verdict.

Xuan Jinhan sat in the middle of the high platform, watching the painful scene in front of him.

How come no one dared to challenge the first battle just now?

They also wanted to use some means to make Jian Fengyun fight more Tianjiao, but as a result, none of the Tianjiao of these major forces was willing to fight, and it seemed that they would not fight Jian Fengyun.

"Hey!"

He sighed, but he couldn't really blame them, after all, the gap between them was indeed a bit big.

Just watched the battle between Jian Fengyun and Huayan God General, the impact of that kind of super combat power is definitely not something that can be disintegrated in a short while.

"What should I do, Brother Han?"

On the high platform to the side, an old man with a white beard looked at Xuan Jinhan and asked secretly.

"Yes, this is a special situation and you have to make a decision."

"Yes, if no one challenged him at all, it would be unfair to him to judge the outcome based on the victory."

The powerhouses of the Holy Alliance on the high platform looked sideways and transmitted voices to Xuan Jinhan.

Sitting on the high platform, Xuan Jinhan felt a little dizzy.

A moment later, a deep voice sounded on the high platform again.

"After the unanimous decision of all the judges, a new rule has been added for the Xinghe Martial Arts. As long as anyone who stands on the ring until no one dares to challenge him, he will be directly assigned as No. 1, and he will not be able to participate in the martial arts competition for the next nine days."

The voice spread, and no one questioned it. Most people's faces were still very calm, as if they had expected it a long time ago.

After the voice fell, the air was completely quiet for ten breaths.

"Okay, no one dares to challenge Jian Fengyun, so the No. 1 in this Xinghe martial arts competition is Jian Fengyun, just wait until nine days later to receive the reward."

That thick voice sounded again.

pop, pop, pop
So amidst thunderous applause, Jian Fengyun slowly walked down the ring.

He glanced around, then looked at the high platform around him, and felt a little awkward for no reason. Although this was a normal thing, he felt why it was so strange.

Sitting on the high platform, Xuan Jinhan and others felt the pain in their eggs. This fight has just started, and No.1 was born.

If it gets out, maybe some people will think they are cheating.

But, what can we do, no one can challenge Jian Fengyun, so he can't arrange a few people to go up to deliver the head.

"Hey, it's really funny. If I had known that Xinghe Martial Arts would be so weird, I wouldn't have come. I would rather be on the battlefield with the Northwest Wind."

"No, this is too ghostly."

"There's not even a single person looking for death, so I don't see it."

The powerhouses of the Holy Alliance on these high platforms communicated secretly with their soul power.

Those warriors who applauded below didn't know that the seniors of the Holy League they admired wanted to see them go up to give Jian Fengyun a beating.

"Xue'er and I will go back first, you continue." Jian Fengyun glanced at Su Xiangru and said.

"Ah."

Su Xiangru and the others responded at the same time.

So, under the gazes of countless people, Jian Fengyun, who had just stepped into the Holy Heaven Martial Dojo,
(End of this chapter)