Chapter 131

"No wonder they want to promote to first-grade; anyone would be unable to refuse."

The young man's hands tightened slightly.

Suddenly, he became a bit melancholy again.

This kind of thing definitely had nothing to do with him.

In the future, it could only belong to the Profound Heaven Sect or the Blazing Sun Valley.

"If it's meant to be, it will be; if it's not, don't force it."

"Since our strength is insufficient, then staying in place is actually quite good."

The old City Lord stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "I hope the Blazing Sun Valley and the Giant Spirit Gate can be effective; otherwise, if the Profound Heaven Sect really succeeds in their promotion, the Nie family will likely decline even further."

"Unable to even maintain second-grade status, falling to third-grade."

Upon hearing this.

The young man was somewhat silent.

As the saying goes, there are many monks and little porridge.

After promoting to first-grade, other powers have to give up most of their territory.

This is equivalent to cutting off half of one's flesh.

In the long run, other powers will only get weaker and weaker, with almost no possibility of rising again.

During the conversation.

The teams from the Blazing Sun Valley and the Giant Spirit Gate also entered the venue one after another.

Including the disciples of the seven lineages of the Profound Heaven Sect.

Four high platforms stood in mid-air, facing each other from afar.

Powerful auras swept through the clouds, competing against each other!

"They're here!"

The people below were all invigorated.

They knew that with all parties entering the venue, it meant it was about to begin!

The battle of the top geniuses of the Tianling Continent!

Boom!

However, just at this moment.

High above the firmament, a huge cloud ship appeared abruptly.

As the mountain gate of the Profound Heaven Sect.

It does not allow the cloud ships of any power to enter openly; they all need to stop in front of the mountain gate.

So this cloud ship had truly broken the rules.

But no one spoke out.

Because the flag fluttering on the cloud ship was very conspicuous.

It bore the three words: Myriad Phenomena Pavilion!

All phenomena of the heavens, all enter the high pavilion!

The Myriad Phenomena Pavilion is a major power affiliated with the Central Continent.

Responsible for updating the rankings of the cultivation world, the circulation and sale of information, and the promotion of powers, among other duties.

To a certain extent, it is already above ordinary powers.

But the next second.

Cracks appeared in mid-air, and a huge palm stretched out, directly grabbing the cloud ship and throwing it away fiercely.

"Xi Yingqing!"

A voice of fury came from the cloud ship.

A giant hand spanned the sky.

The rhythm of life and death constantly changed and intersected.

It was the Sect Master of the Profound Heaven Sect who had made a move.

"Xi Yingqing!"

The cloud ship flew away.

But in the original spot, over a dozen figures stood.

The leader.

Was middle-aged in appearance.

Wearing luxurious robes.

His face looked extremely furious, but a flash of relief crossed his eyes.

It seemed that the rude action just now.

Was merely for verification.

And now the result satisfied him.

"Entering my mountain gate, one must follow the rules and not overstep."

A deep, resonant voice echoed through heaven and earth.

At the same time, a gray-robed figure slowly emerged.

With temples graying and a face showing the vicissitudes of life.

The left shoulder was empty.

Only the sleeve danced lightly in the wind.

While making people feel powerful, there was also an indescribable, strange feeling, unclear and undefined.

"Is this the Sect Master of the Profound Heaven Sect?"

"The legendary powerhouse of the Life and Death realm!"

"So strong!"

"But the Profound Heaven Sect Master is too bold, daring to throw away even the Myriad Phenomena Pavilion's cloud ship; isn't he afraid of being targeted in the future?"

The crowd discussed it one after another.

However, the behavior of the Myriad Phenomena Pavilion was indeed a bit excessive.

The Profound Heaven Sect is not an ordinary power.

It basically already has first-grade strength.

Coming in so swaggeringly was truly not giving face.

"Just a joke earlier; Sect Master Xi is magnanimous, so he shouldn't mind, right?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

His name is Yuan Cang.

He is a top Elder of the Myriad Phenomena Pavilion.

Also a powerhouse of the Life and Death realm.

The two seemed to know each other.

"Naturally not; everyone, please take your seats."

Xi Yingqing's expression was calm.

Yuan Cang's mouth curled slightly.

He led the group into the fifth high platform.

Thus.

All powers had arrived.

Hu!

Grand Elder Xuankong's figure appeared in mid-air.

His expression was indifferent.

Especially when looking at the Myriad Phenomena Pavilion.

He paused coldly.

Only then did he speak:

"Today is the three-sect Martial Gathering, and also the grand event of our sect's promotion; that you could all come here in person truly makes our sect shine."

"Without further ado, this Elder now announces."

"The Martial Gathering begins!"

"All disciples, proceed to the corresponding arena according to the number on your token."

After the words fell.

On the five high platforms.

Many streams of light leaped out, flying together toward the martial arts arena below.

The martial arts arena was roughly divided into five areas.

Meaning that ten disciples could fight at the same time.

Although dividing into more areas could make the Martial Gathering more efficient, for battles of this level, one cannot just pursue efficiency; one must consider the thoughts of the onlookers.

Too many at the same time.

How could one watch it all?

And this has always been the rule of the Martial Gathering.

――

The disciples of the three great powers entered the arena one after another.

Also making the audience stands become excited.

"Look, is that Han Luoyu?!"

"He is actually the first to appear for the Profound Heaven Sect?"

"This is entirely up to luck; the token number he drew was the earliest, so he would appear first."

"Let me see who he is fighting... a disciple of the Giant Spirit Gate, somewhat unfamiliar, doesn't seem to be in the top thirty of the Hidden Dragon List; tsk tsk, looks like this match has nothing to watch."

And in reality, it was indeed so.

In the first area of the martial arts arena.

When Han Luoyu walked in, that Giant Spirit Gate disciple already had a pale face and sweat on his forehead.

How could he be an opponent for such a top genius?

But for the sake of the sect!

No matter what, he had to try.

"Giant Spirit Technique? Heaven-Shaking Collision!"

The Giant Spirit Gate disciple roared, his body suddenly grew taller, his true essence turned into a phantom of a mountain, like a towering mountain collapsing, and he crashed toward Han Luoyu!

However, Han Luoyu's expression did not change in the slightest.

He clenched his right hand into a fist.

And struck out casually.

Boom!

In an instant, it was like a heavenly flood erupting, unstoppable!

The huge fist light descended from the sky.

Permeated with an invincible momentum!

Directly knocking the Giant Spirit Gate disciple flying, vomiting blood, and falling to the ground unconscious.

This scene.

Made the surrounding audience quite shocked.

Although Han Luoyu is number one on the Hidden Dragon List, those who can come to participate today are all the best of the best, at least they should be able to exchange a few moves, right?

But the result was solved in one move!

The strength is truly terrifying!

Withdrawing his fist.

Han Luoyu suddenly looked toward the fourth area not far away.

There, fire was soaring into the sky.

Seeing flames surging, swallowing the opponent fiercely, and knocking them out.

It was Duanmu Longque.

The token he drew was also relatively early.

So he was also in the first batch to appear.

However, his luck was not that good; the person he was fighting was also a disciple of the Giant Spirit Gate.

Although they had already united in secret.

But there was no help for it right now.

They could only solve it.

Their eyes met, and in an instant, it seemed as if countless sparks were flying!

The meaning was also exceptionally clear.

This time, it would be the final battle!

Because after the Martial Gathering, both of them would basically promote upward, step into the Spirit Connection realm, and leave the Hidden Dragon List.

Their eyes met for only a short while.

Soon, both of them left.

After all, the arena had to be left for those who followed.

The battles in other areas were not as fast as the two of them; some people had equal strength, so they would fall into a state of stalemate.

For the sake of their respective sects, they were all giving their all.

And this kind of thing, actually, many people are willing to watch.

The kind that ends directly is truly boring.

Nothing to watch.

――

Half an incense stick of time later.

The first batch of participating geniuses had also decided the winners and losers.

Overall.

The Profound Heaven Sect had the advantage.

They didn't get matched against their own people, and they also defeated their opponents.

This made the high-level officials of the three great powers on the stands frown slightly, their expressions faintly displeased.

The drawing of tokens was entirely up to luck, and they were all watching from the side, so it couldn't be faked.

It could only be said that the Profound Heaven Sect's luck was too good.

And luck is also a manifestation of strength.

"It seems that the disciples of our sect are a cut above."

The Peak Master of the Martial Peak, Shangguan Zhi, laughed loudly.

People who practice the saber are basically carefree in personality, saying whatever they think, extremely straightforward.

"Shangguan Zhi, this is only the first batch, don't be too proud too early."

Duanmu Yang said coldly.

"The second batch, the third batch are all the same."

Shangguan Zhi took out the wine gourd from his waist and took a wild drink.

That arrogant posture made the corners of the eyes of the other high-level officials twitch.

But after looking at each other.

They returned to calm.

"Junior Brother Meng, it's your turn,"

Lan Chan came over and said, "You are number sixteen."

"Okay."

Meng Zhangqing stood up.

If it's number sixteen, then he is fighting number seventeen.

I don't know who number seventeen is.

But he didn't care either.