Martial Arts Immortality: Awakening the Three Colors of Domineering at the Beginning

Unsurprisingly, Ye Wen became the first.

Looking at the name that appeared on the stone tablet, almost everyone's eyes were all on the young man carrying a large package of demon bones.

"Shi Feng? Never heard of him?"

"Which sect is he from?"

"He doesn't look very strong?"

Everyone was talking.

"Okay, the demon-slaying event is over. The list of the 11th to the 100th place will be distributed to you later. You can come to the Demon-Slaying Division to receive your rewards."

Mu Tianfang spoke loudly.

"You can leave now!"

After saying that, he was about to leave when suddenly a loud shout came from the crowd below.

"Master Division, I don't accept it!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard it.

Dare to speak to the Division like this, don't you want to live?

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw about 10 or 20 men in white clothes looking at Mu Tianfang with firm eyes, veins on their foreheads, and their bodies trembling slightly.

"It's Tan Yuhai! The eighth-ranked warrior on the gold list!"

"Sure enough, someone can't sit still. Indeed, no one would be willing to let an unknown youngster get the first place."

"Hehe, with that unknown youngster, Tan Yuhai was squeezed out of the tenth place. It seems that he is very dissatisfied!"

Seeing the person who spoke, everyone whispered.

"Oh? What do you want?"

Mu Tianfang glanced at the man who spoke, expressionless, and asked calmly.

"This person was lucky not to meet the mysterious people, so he brought out all the monster bones. If the mysterious people hadn't taken action, he would never have been the first."

Tan Yuhai pointed at Ye Wen. He spoke with an unconvinced look on his face.

"What do you think?"

Mu Tianfang, the head of the Demon Slaying Division, still spoke slowly.

"Something went wrong in this trial. I think it is inaccurate to use points as the criterion for judging, so we should find another way to re-determine the ranking of the Demon Slaying Festival."

Hearing this, Mu Tianfang's eyes moved slightly.

At this time, someone also echoed.

"Master Si, I also think we should re-compete and make a decision!"

As the second voice sounded, more and more people began to talk about it, and their eyes occasionally looked at Ye Wen not far away.

Boom!

After listening for a while, suddenly an amazing breath emanated from Mu Tianfang.

In an instant, everyone's face froze and dared not speak again.

"Haha! Since so many people object, then I made a wrong judgment!"

The cold voice came out of Mu Tianfang's mouth, scaring everyone.

"I dare not, we don't mean to do that."

"Master Si did nothing wrong."

Everyone spoke hurriedly and panicked.

I want to die if I find a fourth-grade master unhappy.

When they heard that Mu Tianfang's tone was wrong, everyone immediately broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly explained.

"In the path of martial arts, in addition to talent, luck is also extremely important. You have lived for decades and have not yet realized this, which is really sad."

Mu Tianfang shook his head and then looked at Ye Wen.

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Ye Wen was stunned.

What the hell!

"The rankings of the other few people are generally fair, and you do not have a corresponding record compared to others, but you are the first in this demon-slaying event, so what do you think?"

Mu Tianfang stared at Ye Wen and spoke lightly.

Looking around, Ye Wen smiled.

Obviously, someone is not convinced by me!

That's easy.

Just beat them to submission.

It just so happens that I am still short of observation Haki.

After thinking for a few breaths, Ye Wen took off the package on his body and put it aside, looking around.

"Haha! You are just a bunch of rubbish who are unwilling to fail. In that case, I will give you a chance."

As he spoke, Ye Wen came to a flat place and spoke loudly.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, come and fight!"

He looked around with a proud look, and his fighting spirit was surging.

Seeing this, many people were happy. Isn't this the opportunity they were waiting for?

But no one took action immediately, but looked at Mu Tianfang, the head of the Demon Slaying Department on the stone tablet.

"Very good, as a warrior of my generation, this is what we should do!"

Mu Tianfang nodded slightly, and then looked at the others.

"If any of you are dissatisfied, you can prove it with your strength now!"

After that, he sat cross-legged on the stone tablet and began to watch the battle.

Hearing Mu Tianfang's permission, some people could not sit still, and two figures rushed towards Ye Wen in an instant.

"Get out of the way, I was here first!"

"Bullshit, it was clearly me who got here first!"

The two ignored Ye Wen, but started to quarrel first.

Seeing the two quarreling, Ye Wen frowned.

"Two flies-like trash, so noisy!"

Swish!

He flashed and appeared in front of the two.Slapped out.

"Not good!"

The man who was slapped was shocked, but before he could take a breath to respond, he felt a terrifying force hitting his shoulder.

Bang!

The ground broke, and he was slapped into the ground, leaving only half of his body outside.

The other man saw this, his face was horrified, and he was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes went black.

Boom!

There was another loud noise, and he did not escape the fate of being stuck in the ground.

"The first place is not so easy to get, and I don't want to waste time with ants. I give you two choices, either hand over the monster bone, or I will send you on your way."

Ye Wen looked down at the two people stuck in the ground, his tone cold.

If you win, you can get your first place for free, and if you lose, you will have nothing to worry about. There is no such cheap thing in the world.

Seeing this scene, everyone's face changed.

Those two were geniuses in the sixth level of the Three Heavens Pulse Profound Qi Realm, but they couldn't even catch a palm.

"I'll give you three breaths to think about it."

At this time, Ye Wen spoke again, and then started counting down directly.

"Three!"

"Two!"

As soon as he finished counting twice, someone spoke immediately.

He felt a strong sense of crisis, and felt that if he didn't agree, this person would definitely attack him.

"I'll give it!"

After saying that, he looked at the crowd not far away.

After a few breaths, someone came forward with two bags of monster bones.

"Put it over there!"

Ye Wen pointed to his package.

Seeing that person put down the monster bones, Ye Wen nodded and looked at another person.

"What's your choice?"

"Humph! I admit that you are very strong, but you can only dream of wanting my monster bones!"

The other person glared at Ye Wen and spoke stubbornly.

At the same time, an old man in green walked out of the crowd next to him.

"Good! As expected of a son of the Tang family, losing a game is nothing, but you can't lose your ambition."

As he said that, he turned his eyes to Ye Wen and threatened.

"Boy, you defeated my grandson, you are lucky, now let my grandson go, I can let you off the hook for injuring him."

Hearing this, there was another commotion in the crowd!

"Tang family! That is a martial arts family that once produced a fourth-grade master."

"This kid looks like a casual cultivator. If he offends the Tang family, his life will be over."

As the discussion came, the old man in green was full of arrogance on his face, and his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at Ye Wen.

"Didn't you hear my grandfather speak? You bastard, why don't you let me out quickly."

The young man who was inserted into the ground cursed.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Looking at the old man, Ye Wen pointed out casually.

Bang!

The lightning flashed, and the head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered.