Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

At the moment, many young disciples in wanjuezong received the news of the "talent competition" and received invitations.

After all, it is a five-year conference, and the initiator is Bai Xu, which makes many martial artists who claim to be young experts flock to it, and they are ready to become famous in the competition and become famous in the first World War

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In a simple and elegant courtyard of Lingyun peak.

A martial artist was filled with a faint light as red as blood. His movements were like the wind and his palm power was like a mountain. He radiated strong power when he raised his hands and feet, and beat a King Kong iron man in front of him into powder.

Then the warrior held yuan Shouyi, exhaled an arrow in his mouth, and pressed his hands down.

Boom

With him as the center, an invisible air wave dashed for several feet, stirring up the gravel and dust in the courtyard one after another.

"Proud blood Dragon... Great success."

"Yes, Yifan can cultivate the top martial arts skills of this ground level to a great level. You are the first below congenital."

On the steps of the yard stood an old man in a pan gold robe. Seeing this scene, he nodded slightly, showing a look of appreciation.

"Thank you for your hard teaching. If you hadn't given me some advice, I couldn't have reached this step so soon." the martial arts master saluted the old man in golden robe respectfully.

"Cultivating martial arts above the ground level requires a strong understanding talent. If it was someone else, even if I taught carefully, I couldn't achieve such an achievement as you so quickly."

It is difficult to cultivate the martial arts of the ground level, not to mention to cultivate it to the level of Dacheng. There is a huge gap between the small and the big, and the big and the peak of this level of martial arts.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners may not be able to see their miracles all their life, and they can't achieve success in cultivation.

"However, Yifan, as you are the top of the star list, I have high hopes for you. In the next period of time, there can be no slack. No matter the talent competition or the martial arts of the four countries, I must go all out to win a good place."

The gold robed old man's face sank, his majesty showed, and his eyes stared at Qu Yifan like electricity.

Qu Yifan knelt down on one knee. "Don't worry, sir. No one will be my opponent. Even if there are one or two masters in the ordinary virtual environment, the disciples are also confident to win."

"Well, that's good..." the gold robed old man nodded with satisfaction.

"It's just the master. I don't know something about the disciple..." Qu Yifan looked puzzled in his eyes.

"You say."

"Why did the senior master send someone to cut off the invitation to the boy a few days ago? Even if the boy is strong, he is still a congenital martial artist. The disciple is sure to defeat him completely."

There was a detached confidence in his tone.

"Yifan, I'm not the old man. Other people's ambition will destroy their prestige. I'm afraid there is still a little gap between you and him." the old man in golden robe shook his head. "You don't have to intervene this time. I've arranged a suitable person to deal with him... Your goal is to win the first place in the Caijun competition."

Qu Yifan suddenly felt very angry and looked up at the location of wushuangfeng.

"But without an invitation, will he go?"

"He'll go... He's not a man willing to be insipid."

"Yifan, you don't have to ask who the man is. You'll know when the time comes."

With these words, the old man in golden robe turned and left.

Qu Yifan was left alone in the courtyard. The old man in gold robe just ignited his unwillingness and anger. At the moment, it has become more and more prosperous.

Qu Yifan would never think that anyone would be his opponent in the virtual world.

His master not only despised himself and said he was not Ye Feng's opponent, but also concealed a lot of things.

At least Qu Yifan didn't know who the golden robed old man arranged.

It seems that I haven't set foot in the core circle of Ling juetian, one of the four elders of Ling Yunfeng.

"OK... Ye Feng, this time, I'll cut you. I'll take your head to prove to the world that I bend Yifan is the strongest congenital."

"I want him to know that he underestimated me and misjudged me..."

Qu Yifan roared silently in his heart. What he saw was the vigorous fighting spirit with a flame like breath

……

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Ye Feng received a summons from Liu Runze and asked him to go to the venue of the competition, which is located in a building in the power alliance square.

Ye Feng took Pang Lin, and they immediately set off to rush towards Lingyun peak.

Although he didn't receive the invitation, both the ranking in the star list and the second place in the scores of new disciples are enough to prove that Ye Feng has the name of genius. For him, it doesn't matter whether he gets the invitation or not.

He knows nothing about the talent competition, but Pang Lin around him. He has heard a lot of news these days and looks excited.

"Talent competition" is a grand event for the young generation of wanjue sect. Only martial artists recognized as young talent will be invited by the organizer. This competition is held in the power alliance. The initiator is senior brother Bai Xu, who ranked first in the scores of the last newcomers. Basically, the top ten disciples in the score assessment of the secret place, the top ten experts in the star list, and some days in major leagues Just my children, they all received invitations to participate in the competition... "

Pang Lin roughly described the situation of some "talent competition" for Ye Feng.

In the talent competition once every five years, several recognized young talents were selected through competition.

But this time, because the martial arts meeting of the four countries is about to open, this talent competition can also be regarded as the front road of the "martial arts meeting of the four countries". Only young martial artists who have won the title of "top ten young talents" can have the opportunity to go to Tianlong city.

"Strange, I just can't figure it out. Brother ye, you are the second expert in the star list. Why didn't you have an invitation?"

"We have no twin peaks, and no one has received the invitation." Pang Lin's voice was angry.

"Hehe, this is completely abandoning my unparalleled peak... We have no unparalleled peak. We are also a member of wanjuezong. I want to see how capable other branches and the so-called young talents in the power alliance are."

Ye Feng said proudly. In his heart, they have aroused a strong fighting spirit.

Let yourself have the name of wushuangfeng and rise with the convening of this talent Conference

……

A glow rises, and the whole Lingyun peak shines brightly.

Today's power alliance square is very lively. The huge venue is full of branches and many alliance fighters.

Those who can stand here are basically the leaders of the younger generation with strong cultivation.

Only those who have half entered the virtual martial arts can appear here. Otherwise, they don't even have half entered the virtual cultivation. Do you mean to call yourself a young talent?

Ye Feng and Pang Lin entered the square slowly.

Most people didn't know them. When they saw that they were wearing non bimodal clothes and had only nine innate accomplishments, everyone immediately despised them and made a mocking voice.