Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Let's go!" Ye Feng nodded faintly. He specially changed into a white elite disciple uniform today. The whole person was energetic and particularly eye-catching.

"Ye elite is sure to win. They will be shortlisted smoothly." Han Chong arched his hand and smiled.

The party walked towards the selection challenge platform.

At this time, many people had gathered there. They were all young talents from various forces around the powerful country in the Western Tang Dynasty. There were many martial artists around a list.

On the list, there are more than 80 successful finalists. In addition, there are general introductions, such as origin, accomplishments and so on.

As for the specific arrangement of the challenge, it is not known at present.

Ye Feng and others casually found a place to sit, quietly waiting for the selection to begin.

His name naturally appears on the list.

Moreover, because of the assassination, Jing Yuxuan and several other royal martial artists in charge of registration were afraid and paid special attention to Ye Feng. Ye Feng's name ranked at the top.

Of course, Ye Feng didn't think of this limelight. He always pursues to dress up as a pig and eat a tiger and keep a low profile.

Unfortunately, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Every time Ye Feng wants to keep a low profile, but every time he attracts everyone's attention, which makes his reputation in the martial arts house very strong. Coupled with the deliberate arrangement of Mo Yixiao and tie Hualong, many martial artists pay attention to him curiously as soon as Ye Feng enters the site.

Many people even pointed and whispered.

Ye Feng ignored all this and looked like an old God.

As time goes by, there is still a long way to go before the selection. Some of the great figures belonging to several important forces of the powerful country, some of whom are regarded by most martial artists as gods and dragons, have also appeared one after another and appeared on the high platform set up on the side of the challenge platform.

As a half master, Fang Tianlei, the Deputy master of Wu mansion in the West Tang Dynasty, sat in the middle of the high platform and looked calmly at the rolling flow of people below. When he saw Ye Feng, there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

Ye Feng had been assassinated before. The news was sent back to the royal family. Sure enough, several potential killers were dug up among the Royal warriors. However, these assassin killers who do not know their origin, like Chi Laosan, took medicine and killed themselves immediately after exposure, leaving nothing behind.

He was so angry that he was the commander of the martial arts master in the palace. His Majesty's brother Prince Qi was furious and vowed to catch all these blind guys.

This time, Prince Qi sat on Fang Tianlei's right hand side.

The prince has an extraordinary appearance. He is about thirty-four or five years old. He is wearing a python robe of high quality. His face is more handsome than most people, but there are obvious wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, which makes his description look a little old.

Moreover, Prince Qi seemed to frown slightly as soon as he took his seat, as if he had been thinking about something.

Perhaps such a person in his high position needs to think and worry about a lot on weekdays. Coupled with the assassination two days ago, the high-ranking Prince Qi looked very ugly.

Of course, he is not worried about Ye Feng's safety.

The person who came to sit in the inscriptions union was master Dong, an old acquaintance of Ye Feng. He was dressed in yellow robes, looked kind and graceful, and sat on the left side of Fang Tianlei.

He also paid attention to Ye Feng under the challenge platform. After smiling and nodding to Ye Feng, he closed the door and refreshed himself.

"Master Dong, I heard that Ye Feng was awarded the 11th elite by the master because he was introduced by you? And is it true that Ye Feng came from the master's door?"

Prince Qi took a deep look at master Dong. Although his tone was flat, his hostility to Ye Feng was obvious.

At his level, he naturally knows something about Xuanyuan ancient land.

You know, Ye Feng was not qualified to enter the ancient land at the beginning. It was only after Ye Feng had the support of master Dong and defeated Mo Yixiao, a member of the royal family, who got this opportunity.

If Mo Yixiao enters Xuanyuan ancient land, does it mean that the identity of the eleventh elite given by the house Lord will also fall on Mo Yixiao?

As a royal nobleman, Prince Qi was naturally dissatisfied that Ye Feng stole the honor belonging to Mo Yixiao.

Master Dong opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Prince Qi, and said faintly, "Ye Feng is not my disciple. He can get a special gift from the house Lord. It depends on his own skills, which has nothing to do with me."

His majesty has only three younger brothers, Prince Han, Prince Qi and Prince mo. since Prince Mo and master Dong have broken their face, Prince Qi will not be able to make friends with him. Master Dong can hear the meaning of Prince Qi's words.

It is nothing more than that Ye Feng has left the relationship from his current status and relied on his own help.

Prince Qi only saw the benefits that Ye Feng got, but he didn't think about it. If Mo Yixiao entered Xuanyuan ancient land, it would be a problem whether he could come out alive. How can he help Tang chuxue get empty animal eggs like Ye Feng?

"Ha ha. Master Dong, don't mind."

Prince Qi smiled and said: "I just want to know the background of Ye Feng. Why didn't those killers kill Zhu Shuanghua, the seventh elite, Tang chuxue, the eighth elite and Hua Tiancheng, the tenth elite, but deliberately tried to assassinate him, the eleventh elite? Is it because ye Feng is too arrogant and domineering and makes trouble everywhere by relying on his elite title? Even secretly formed an indissoluble relationship with someone "A great enemy?"

"Prince Qi, don't you shoulder the responsibility of the great commander of the capital? Isn't it your great commander who is responsible for this kind of thing? Why do you ask me instead? If I have to answer these questions, what do you want the great commander to do?"

Master Dong flew a trace of sarcasm and a slightly mocking way in his expression.

"And if ye Feng hadn't been assassinated before, your highness, I guess you know nothing about the fact that there are many killers among the Royal warriors. It seems that your highness pays too much attention to some things, but neglects the surface of some really important things..."

This time, he stabbed the hornet's nest. Prince Qi's eyes were suddenly cold and his tone was aggravated. He said in a cold voice, "master Dong! Do you mean that I'm not qualified to be the commander of the capital?"

"Your Highness, if you don't want me to think so, find the murderer and eliminate the organization behind them as soon as possible!" master Dong closed his eyes.

"You..."

Prince Qi suddenly stood up from his seat with cold light in his eyes.

Look at this posture, it seems that you will turn your face on the spot.

Fang Tianlei didn't expect that in a few words, Prince Qi and master Dong, who can be said to be big people at the peak of the Western Tang Dynasty, would make such an unpleasant scene in public and quickly became peacemakers.

"Two, two, I think it's almost time. It's better to hurry up and start."

"Hum..." Prince Qi shook his sleeves and sat back in his chair angrily.